Chapter 2.

Reunited?

Danny sat uncomfortably at the table. Everyone was staring at him, as though they were trying to read his mind.

Sam couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Even after all he'd put them through.

No one spoke around the table. All wondering whether to ask the questions.

The meeting of cause had been the opposite. It was all hugs and kisses and questions and tears. But now, it was just uncomfortable.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Danny stood up and left for the stairs, aware of the whispers which followed.

Sam stared after him, ignoring the floating theories and questions. He didn't seem like the Danny she had known. There was a sadness. Something had happened. No mistake, she was glad he was back. They all were. But…..it didn't seem like he was.

Danny looked around. There was his desk, his bed, his work, even the drink he had left all those years ago. All untouched. Maybe out of fear. Walking into this room would have been accepting he was gone. Even now, he was here, the chill of the years got to him.

He could almost see himself flinging his bag to one side and jumping onto his bed after nother hard day of school.

He sighed, part of him still wanted a life as simple and friendly like that.

"No!" He shook himself. He wasn't like that! He was stronger. Oh if only they knew. In time, they will of cause. A smile flicked across his face.

Allowing himself one final glance, he went onto the landing. Looking around, to make sure no-one saw, he went intangible and passed through the floorboards.

He was right! He'd landed right in the middle of the lab.

Danny had spent ages up there. Sam strode past the others, deciding that her friend needed someone to talk to.

"Danny?" She asked. Her voce sounded weaker than she intended to. Walking up these stairs felt like walking up a haunted castle.

"Yes?" A familiar face appeared in front of her, startling her slightly. "Stop doing that!"

"Doing what?"

"That….that...appearing thing you do."

"Scared?" He smirked.

"No! It's just, creepy that's all."

"You're scared."

"I am not! Look….eh…are you alright?"

"Why shouldn't I be?" He shot striaght into defensive mode.

"You were gone a long time."

"Can't a guy have 5 minutes of peace in there!" He pointed to the bathroom door.

Sam couldn't help butlaugh at that. "Sorry. You coming back?"

Danny started to look away again. Oh no. She could have kicked herself.

Of cause he doesn't want to go back! Why do you think he came up here in the first place?

Her eyes darted over to his open door. "You settling in again?"

Silence. Was he avoiding the question?

"You are planning to stay? Aren't you?"

"Yeah, of cause. It would just be stupid to come and go."

Sam just smiled. There was something about his tone of voice she didn't trust.

"Sure you don't want to come back? You're Mum made you you're favorite pudding."

"What?"

She stood back. Didn't he remember?

"Treacle tart!"

"Oh yeah." A smile was forced onto his face.

Treacle tart. He remembered. How pathetic.

He took a deep breath ready to face the crowd yet again. No way did he want to go, but if he didn't people might get suspicious. Besides his plan can wait.

Sorry this chapter's a bit shorter but the next one is longer and will be up in a couple of days.

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