General POV
"Sam, come on, Danny's been dead for over a year. It's time you moved on, strated dating again."
"I'm sorry, Alexa, I can't." Sam said, pulling her parka closer as the temperature dropped about 10 degrees.
"Why not?" Alexa asked as she crossed the street with to get a bite to eat at Panera's that day for lunch.
"Because Danny and I never discussed it, and I feel like I'd be betraying his trust."
A cup of hot cocoa in her hands and a blanket wrapped around her, Sam curled up in a ball that night as she watched a video that had been made of her Danny's wedding day.
"Got parole, did you?" Sam asked, Danny's presence announced by the room's temperature dropping about 10 degrees.
"Yes, I did. You know, Sam, if you want to marry someone, you have my permission."
"You heard that discussion?" Sam asked as she stood and faced the ghost of her husband. No, just her husband.
"Again, guilty as charged."
"Danny," she said, grabbing his hand and putting it on her chest, "you feel that? That's my heart beating for you."
"And the heart that used to be here used to beat for you." Danny said as he put her hand on his chest. "I'll be waiting for you, Sam."
(A/N: The sequel, "Long Live the King" is now up.)