Author's Notes: Chapter title says it all. cough DxS cough. This chapter will also jerk some tears. A box of tissues is required if you have a soft heart like myself. Enjoy the first really sad part.
Disclaimer: The song Love Will Find a Way is owned by the Walt Disney company ©2001
Chapter V
Love Will Find a Way
"Jack!" My mother screamed standing up from the couch. "Do you realize what you've done?"
"Uh…" My father said confused. "No not really."
I sank in the couch as I watched my worst fears unfold before me. I flinched slightly as my parents continued to argue.
"You just sold our son for five million bucks and you don't know what you did?" My mom replied loudly, causing me to yelp a tad bit.
"No Maddie, I didn't sell Danny, I sold the ghost boy." My father said taking a step back in fear.
My mother was mad. You could see it in her eyes that her anger had been built up inside her for a good long time. My father, being as big as he is, was cowering to a woman who was over a foot shorter than himself.
"But Danny is the ghost boy!" My mother shrieked.
"Gee, thanks mom for blowing my secret already." I thought bitterly.
"Maddie, you can't still think that!" He barked. "It's impossible, improbable, and most importantly insane!"
"Oh, so I'm insane am I?" She hollered, turning back to me with fire in her eyes.
"Danny, show him!" My mother demanded, slightly shaking my shoulders.
My brain told my body to change back--to move!--but my body was too terrified to change into Danny Phantom. I sat in that spot, my blue eyes wide with fear.
My mother's eyes sent daggers to my back, causing the guilt of unavailability to prove the truth. Shakily, I step up and took a deep breath, catching a quick glance of my father's puzzled stare.
"Goin' ghost," I whispered.
My father stared blankly at me until he saw the snow white hair and emerald green eyes standing in his living room. I clenched my eyes shut, not wanting to see his expression.
"Jack," My mother whimpered, tears running down her cheeks, "You've just proven that ghost hunting is more important to you than family! And now we may never see our son again!"
My father bit his lip, but said nothing. I took in a deep breath, averting their devastated gazes in my direction.
"Can't you just call them back and say you lost the ghost boy?" I asked as I looked up. My voice seemed so unlike mine. So small, vulnerable.
My father said nothing as he leaned against the wall. "I-it isn't that simple, Danny," My father said quietly. My stomach dropped. "Both I and your mother would go to jail for saying that."
I took in a deep weary breath. So there was no hope. It took all of my body strength to not sink to the floor.
"Why didn't you tell us?" My father asked miserably. "We would have understood!" I did not speak. My heart was pounding out of my chest as they spoke, staring at the ghost boy in their living room.
My mother stood up and took four steps to stand by the fireplace, grasping a portrait of the family. She pressed it to her heart, staining her blue jumpsuit with her tears.
"I'm sorry, Danny," She said, sitting down on the fireplace, still clutching the picture. "We could have--" She broke off, breaking in to a deep wail.
I stared at our blue carpet, closing my eyes. I nodded my head, grabbing my left arm with my right hand.
"S'okay," I mumbled, not sure if they could hear me. "I-it's fine. You didn't really...you didn't know." I shook my head, anger rising into my body. "But what isn't okay," My voice was deeper, stronger. It was not the voice that I was accustomed to. Warm tears blew down my face. "Is that I-I have to spend the rest of my life i-in a government facil-faicility to save you guys." I closed my eyes, enabling the tears to flow harder.
"What-what do you mean by that?" I heard my mother ask. Her sobs seemed to have disappeared.
I let out a deep sigh. My lungs seemed to want to collapse, as did my body. My gloved hands were shaking; my internal organs seemed to becoming dysfunctional.
"Whe-when I became a ghost," I began, slowly opening my eyes. "I didn't know what to--what to think. What anyone else would think? All that I ever wanted to be was--was to be a normal kid. A normal fourteen year old teen! But these-these powers it--they shattered that dream." I clenched my fists, my eyes now open, causing me to flicker intangible for a moment. "After a while I discovered what I could do with these po-powers; I could use them to save my friends--my family, and even the whole city from harm. I pr-I vowed to never let them down, no matter the circumstance."
"We still don't follow you, Danny!" My father interrupted. "You aren't making sense!"
"If it means...if it means I might have to leave for a while...a while to save you guys," I turned my back to them, staring out at the window. "Then-then that's how it's going to be."
"Don't do that!" My mother screeched. "You don't have to!"
"YES, I do!" My voice was shrill and deep. "I'm NOT going to let anything--anything happen to you guys, to Jazz, Tucker...Sam...I'd never be able to live with myself. I have to go."
There was a silence that broke between the three of us. I did not look back, did not move until a voice broke the silence.
"I agree with Danny." A girl's voice came from the door. Our heads snapped to the direction of the voice. A girl with long red hair stepped into view. Though the natural mood here was sad, she was smiling.
"Jazz, how long have you been here?" My father bellowed.
"A while," She said childishly, "Long enough to hear whats been going on."
My mother looked up from the picture to Jazz, whose slender figure was lingering in the doorway. Jazz stepped in and closed the door behind her and slowly walked into the middle of the room.
"Jazz?" My mother asked softly. The red headed teenager's eyes that were once filled with joy now welled up with tears.
"You don't need to go, Danny," She told me. Jazz walked to me and pulled me into a hug. "But it's your choice."
I looked back at my parents and my heart sank at my crying mother in the arms of my father. I wiped a tear out of my eye and took a deep breath, unaware if I had enough courage to let myself be taken away like that.
"When will they be here?" Jazz asked my parents.
"Th-they said that they would be here either...either late tonight or...or early tomorow." My father's answer came out small, which I wasn't used to. My mother continued to sob in his shoulder.
"That gives you plenty of time, Danny," Jazz told me quietly.
"What are you talking about?" I raised an eyebrow.
Jazz smirked at my clueless remark.
"To go to Sam."
I was unprepared for this. Her simple statement made my stomach jolt.
"Wha-what for? What are you talking about?" I shook my head in confusion.
Jazz's smirk widened. "To tell her the truth."
I stood in that spot in my ghost form, my glowing green eyes making the living room slightly lighter. I looked from smirking Jazz, to my mother sobbing, to my father who was patting her softly, staring at my direction. My mother looked up from my father's shoulder, and to my direction. Her mouth was open slightly, her face tearstained.
I knew what Jazz was talking about. I understood every word.
"That I love her?"
My answer came out before I could comprehend what I was about to say. Jazz nodded slowly, mumbling a soft 'uh huh'.
I returned her smile and turned back to my parents. My father, stroking my mother's back, bowed his head, confirming permission.
"I'll be back," I told them softly. "Promise." I stole yet another quick glance at my parents' devastated faces before turning intangible and leaping into the air, phasing through buildings of all sorts, leaving behind my home and my heart broken family.
This was the most free I've felt in the skies for ages. I let the breeze touch my face as I flew in the direction of the richer part of Amity. My mind wandered aimlessly about all that had happened in one simple day. I concerned myself with the fact of Sam. Was she still waiting for my return, or had she given up hope?
I located Sam's home and the window of her bedroom. I accelerated my flying and quickly arrived at her bedroom window. Readying myself for whatever would happen, I peered in. My stomach sank nearly to the ground at the view I received.
Like my mother, she was crying. Her eyeliner and mascara were running down her cheeks, her normally pale face seemed as if it were coated in charcoal. She had no one to hold her as the tears flooded down her cheeks. She sobbed in seclusion on her bed, burying her face in her pillow.
I bit my lip and phased through the glossy window. I floated over to Sam's bed, wishing that my ears would bleed before hearing her wails.
As I neared her bed, I could hear her whimpers, her cries. Tears flooded my eyes as I leaned against her wall right beside the window.
"My God, Danny!" She muttered. "How could you get caught like that? How could you be so stupid?" She sobbed once more. I longed to help her, to reach out my hand and hold her so her pillow wouldn't be her sole means of comfort. "Where are you?"
I changed back into my human form; my feet hit the ground with a soft THUMP! Sam sat up in her bed, pushing a few strands of hair out of her face. She hastily got out of her bed and embraced me in a hug.
"Oh my God!" She whispered in my ear. I felt my right shoulder dampen.
"I'm back," I told her. She squeezed me tighter as if she were afraid I'd leave her again. "Like I said I would."
Sam sighed and let go. I held her hands as she did so, and bit my lip once more. "But I won't be here...be here much longer," I added in a whisper. Sam let her hands fall to her sides, gaping at me.
"Wha-what are you talking about?" She asked me.
I sighed. "A government facility, far away...really far away from here, is gonna take me...take me away."
Sam gaped at me, her eyes filled with sadness. "So...so you came to tell me this?" Sam asked, a tone of depression hinted in her voice.
I took a deep breath; my heart began to race. "That," I replied hastily. "And--and something else."
"What?" Sam asked quickly, her eyes now avoiding mine.
"I needed to tell you that--" But I broke off. How could I say it?
I leaned in foreword to Sam until her lips touched mine. My mind flashed continuously to our 'fake-out-make-outs' and they were nothing compared to this. We pulled apart, with quite a bit of weight magically lifted from my shoulders. I took in a deep breath and smiled a weary smile at Sam. After a few moments that seemed to take an eternity, she smiled as well.
"Please tell me that that's why you came," She said with a grin.
I smiled and nodded. "Yeah," I told her. "That's why."
As if a wave threw me away, I instantly regretted kissing her. Confessing to her.
"I need to go back," I muttered. Sam's once lighted face now became dark at my words. She shook her head vigorously.
"I'm coming with you," She demanded.
"NO!" I shouted. She put a finger to her lips but I ignored her. "You-you can't. You're not, Sam!"
"Why not?" She asked, throwing her hands up in the air. "Why not, Danny?"
I shook my head and lowered her arms.
"I never wanna see you cry again." I muttered. "Never again."
Sam lowered her head, avoiding making eye contact with me. Her hair seemed to be plastered to her face from her tears, but I acted as if I did not notice. She was struggling immensely to prevent tears trickling down her cheeks. I took in a deep breath that seemed shaky from trying to oppress tears.
"But I promise you this," I told her softly. She shot her head back up signaling she was listening. "I'll escape, I-I'll find my way back to here. If it takes days, weeks, months, or even years, I'll make sure that I'll come back. No matter what it takes."
"You promise?" Her voice sent a dagger through my heart.
"I promise."
I changed back into my ghost form almost crying myself. Sam flung her arms around me and kissed me again, tearing warm tears that tainted my black jump suit. I let myself float from the ground, leaving Sam's arms slipping off of my shoulder, lying there limp at her sides. She stared up at me, getting one last look. I closed my eyes, letting a single tear drape down my cheek.
"Wait!" Sam hollered as I turned to leave. I looked back as she grabbed a book entitled, "Diary". Tucker and I knew that she didn't use it for her thoughts, but as a photo album. Sam opened it up slowly and pulled something out. She stared at it for a moment before raising her arm up with the picture in her hand.
"Here," She told me hoarsely. "Take--take this, okay? Whenever you're feeling...feeling alone up there...scared...jus--just look at the picture. Maybe...I don't know...maybe it'll feel like we're there...with you."
I floated down onto the ground and took the picture from her hands. A smile crept upon my face as I stared at the Tucker, Sam, and Danny as we began eighth grade. The memories that I recalled left a lump in my throat, the sort of lump that would never leave until I returned.
"Don't forget me, Samantha Manson." I bid her those final words that I said to her.
I phased out of Sam's bedroom, not daring to look back at her. Lost in my selfish thoughts, I arrived at Fenton Works, only to be surprised that the GRC had arrived. My eyes widened at their vehicle parked beside our house.
"No," I moaned as I phased through into my living room.
"For the last time, I don't know!" My father screeched as a man in a gray sprinkled vest and blue outfit held his wrists behind his back.
"Wait." My mother screamed, struggling to get her hands free. "There he is!"
I dropped from a hover to the ground. The GRC employees released my parents as they looked my way. Jazz, cowering in a corner, was quivering in fear. I raised both of my arms in front of me, clenching my fists. The GRC employees slowly walked toward me, as if they were afraid that I would scamper away.
My eyes drifted to my mother and father, huddling close to each other, their eyes peeled open. Biting the inside of my cheek, I tapped my foot anxiously as I awaited for the GRC employees to cuff me.
"What are you waiting for?" I asked with an aggravated tone. "Hurry it up already!"
This seemed to make the men move faster. They ambushed me by slamming me to the ground. I didn't struggle as no more than five of the officers were piled on top of me.
"Hey, hey, I was going to come quietly. I don't think you needed to use force." I gasped in pain.
"We don't care." Said one of the officers.
"Take him to the transport" The officer in charge commanded. Soon I found myself being yanked away out of my own home. A very tall and muscular GRC officer walked up to my parents holding a large brief case. I knew instantly that it contained the five million dollars.
I can't believe, Maddie and Jack, my own parents would make their son leave JUST so they can get out of jail. Outraged, I watched as they accepted the money. Why didn't they fight for me? Did they care more about a few years in jail other than their own son being taken to the GRC to be prodded and poked? Anger welled up inside of me as I was thrown into the vehicle.
The door to my house slammed as the vehicle took off. The blinds were drawn, so I could see no more from the inside. They never came back outside, leaving me a less reason to ever return again.
The low hum of the transport rolled through my ears as I began to cry yet again. The night had fallen and the only light available was the moon and the stars that hung in the navy blue sky. All my life, I wanted to be an astronaught and fly into the unknown area known as outer space. An experience such as that would be so wondrous, that no common mind could forget it.
"But if I have to live my life in a government facility," I thought bitterly, "I'll never live that dream." I snorted under my breath in annoyance.
In a perfect world
One we've never known
Why must this world be so cruel? So mocking? What did I do to it? All I did was try to save it. That's all. I've always saved it...because no one else could. And it's still ungrateful!
We would never need to face the world alone
Out here, on the country side, I'm all alone. I had to leave the ones I hold dear back in that city that despised me so. It tears my heart apart that I might never see any of them again. Especially, that I might not see Sam again.
They can have the world
We'll create our own
I wish I didn't have to live in this world. The way people are, the way they treat me, I feel like there's no one here to care for me. If I could just somehow escape this world and find my own, where Sam and I could live without any cares but each other, I would do it. My powers are incredible, but unfortunately, not that incredible.
I may not be brave or strong or smart
But somewhere in my secret heart
I looked down on the floor where the moon light was peeking through the barred window. The picture that Sam had given lied there on the steel plating of the transport. I crawled over to it like a desperate rat and grasped it in my hands.
I know, Love will find a way
Anywhere I go, I'm home
My heart began to thump at the sight of Sam again. Her violet eyes, her raven black hair...her Gothic attitude. All that made Sam...Sam. It could never be hard to talk to her; she wasn't one of those girls that continuously rambled on about what they looked like. She had a sense of independence and never let go of what she thought was right. She would never care about what others thought about her; all that mattered in her eyes what was she thought about herself.
If you are there beside me
Like dark turning into day
She made my day begin. She made me smile. Every time she was next to me, anything that was going wrong automatically became right. The world may shift from day to night, but my soul will always dark until I find her again.
Somehow we'll come through
Now that I've found you
Love will find a way
Our love will find a way.
I was so afraid
Now I realize
I was too afraid to tell her about my emotions for her. I waited until the last minute to express how I felt and I couldn't even do it in words. All it took was kiss. I wish I realized my feelings before this ever even happened and I also wish I never told her in the first place.
Love is never wrong
And so it never dies
Was it right for me to tell her? Did I make anything better or did i make everything worse? What would she think if I left without saying good-bye? She would most likely never want to speak to me again.
This love feels wrong though, because I'm so far away from her. For all I know, Sam will find another person to love before I come back. But my love for her will never perish, no matter how wrong it feels.
There's a perfect world, shining in your eyes.
And if only they could feel it too, the happiness I feel with you.
They'd know, Love will find a way.
Anywhere we go, we're home, If we are there together.
Like dark turning into day, somehow we'll come through.
Now that I've found you, Love will find a way.
I began to grow weary from the days events. I retired to the corner, leaving the picture on the ground. The day that would follow was going to be far worse than today itself. With a broken heart, I fell asleep.
I know love will find a way
Snivel I'm not crying… I just have something in my eye. Bawls like a baby Man, this chapter took a big chunk out of my heart, did it do it to you too? Write what you felt in a NICE review. Anyone who reviews meanly will get bad reviews on their stories no matter how good they are from me! Evil Laughter Psssssst, I've been holding out on you on a major thing that makes the story, but guess what? I'm not ever going to tell you. You're gonna have to find out yourself. Sticks out Tongue
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