Disclaimer: Danny Phantom—copyright Butch Hartman and Nickelodeon. "With You"—Jessica Simpson and her record company.

A quick note: Well, I don't like this one as much as the other few I've done, but it's still kinda cute.

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With You

She stepped out of the building, pushing back a stray strand of raven hair that had escaped her perfect bun. Lilac eyes surveyed the world around her, and a smile brightened her entire face when she caught sight of her favorite person in the world. With his gorgeous crystal blue eyes and black hair, his looks were enough to make her knees go weak. His klutzy, reluctant hero personality only drew her in more. His eyes lit up when he saw her, and he held out a single white rose, pulling her closer when she took it and kissing her on the lips.

"I missed you," he whispered, nuzzling her nose with his. "Do you always have to work, Sammy?"

She smiled sadly, noting the pain in his blue eyes. It was true that she had been very busy lately, but it was her boss's fault. She was always working, and for some reason she felt Sam had to too. She had missed their first anniversary because of work, and it had broken her heart to see the wounded look on Danny's face when she had told him she wouldn't be in town that day. She had never thought he could be such a romantic, but he had surprised her that day by taking her out to a nice lunch and tying it all up with a romantic dinner for just the two of them at home that had ended in a very beautiful night indeed.

"You know if I could, I wouldn't work so much," she whispered back. She sighed as her cell rang just then.

She reached for it, but Danny beat her to it, picking it up. "Hello, this is Sam's husband, and she's busy at the moment and will be for probably eternity. Call back in a hundred years." Then to her surprise, he threw the phone across the street, grinning when it snapped in two then got run over by a passing car. "Well, I guess that means you're free," he said, turning back to his wife.

"Danny, that was a company phone!" she said.

"Hmm, maybe I should've thrown it in the lake then." He pulled her toward the car. "You need a break, and I'm not going to spend our anniversary the same way we did last year."

She laughed, letting him pull her away. "Fine, Mr. Bossy. Do I get to go home and change?"

"No, I brought your clothes," he replied with a cheeky grin, helping her into the passenger side of their midnight black Mustang convertible. "Besides, I think you look better without any."

"Danny!" she cried, blushing deeply.

He just smirked at her before climbing into the driver's side, taking off as Sam's boss ran out just then to complain. Sam reached up, loosening her long raven hair from its stiff bun, shaking her head as it fell down her shoulders. She loved the feel of the wind in her hair, and she smiled as Danny put his arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer. He leaned over and kissed her cheek, running his fingers through her hair.

"I like it better down," he said, kissing her on the lips this time.

She smiled then pulled off her work jacket, tossing it in the back seat. "You better watch the road or we're going to die in some freak accident."

He laughed, eyebrows wiggling. "Why would we die when we could just go through the car?"

And as if to prove his point, Danny set his hand on the side of the car. It went intangible, and he swerved onto the other side of the road, passing them straight through the oncoming car while Sam screamed. As soon as they were tangible again, she punched his arm making him laugh and rub his now sore shoulder.

"So where are we going?" she asked a few hours later.

"Somewhere special," he said with a smile, turning onto a small side road beside a sign that pointed out the direction of a small town called Amity Park.

"Aha, so you are taking me home," she teased.

"Almost." He pulled over when they reached the park, getting out as she did. "Man, this place has changed a lot."

And it had. Just like all small towns, it had eventually grown in spite of its strange ability to attract ghosts like moths to the flame. Danny slipped an arm around his wife, walking up the familiar hill to a spot in the bushes that only they knew about. That hadn't changed, nor had much in the little park. He lay down on his back, and Sam lay down beside him, resting her head on his shoulder and one hand on his chest. She sighed as he ran a hand through her hair, his other hand resting beneath his head. They used to come here a lot when they first got married, just lying in the grass watching the sunset then spending a passionate night together.

"I miss this," Sam whispered, snuggling closer to him.

"Yeah, me too," he whispered back, turning his head to set a gentle kiss on her forehead. "You should quit your job."

She made a face. "And have to beg my parents for money?"

"I make enough money to support us," he said, pretending to pout, "and besides you promised me we'd have a little boy soon. I'm not going to have you working while you're pregnant."

She smiled, kissing his nose. "You're so cute, and I know I promised you a baby."

He grinned, rolling over so he was hovering over her. "So does that mean I have your permission to begin on making that child?" he asked, eyes darkening.

She laughed, pushing on his chest. "Not yet. I want to see the sunset."

He pouted but rolled back over, laying beside her and holding her close. Together they watched the sun set, knowing that when it rose once more, a new day will have dawned for the world and for their lives.