Hiya! I've got good news and bad news. The bad news is Danny's not looking too good. The good news is...I've finished chapter 2! YAY ME!

Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom, big whoop.

Chapter 2: Blinded

"DANNY!" Sam cried as Ace shot Danny. He lost his balance in the air and began to fall. He was screaming. Sam watched as the ghost boy transformed back into Danny Fenton and slammed into the ground. She ran to him.

Sam threw herself to the ground beside the fallen hero. He was unconscious and his whole face was red and irritated.

"Danny! Danny wake up!" She repeated desperately. She felt a hand on her shoulder and jumped around to see Tucker holding a Fenton Thermos.

"Ace is gone, I couldn't catch him." He said, his expression downcast. He glanced at Danny and pulled his cell phone out, dialing 911.

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Amity Hospital; 2 days later

Sam snapped awake for the fifth time that night to find that it wasn't night anymore. The sun was barely up, sending rays of light across the room. She shivered at the memory of her most recent nightmare and tightened her grip on the boy lying motionless before her. Danny still hadn't woken up and no one quite knew how bad he was yet. All they knew was that he was deathly cold, had suffered minor burns to his face, and had a concussion. They wouldn't know if the concussion had affected him mentally until he woke up, but the 'dangerous' temperatures were perfectly clear to Sam. Two words; ghost powers.

"Oh Danny." Sam moaned, running her fingers through his midnight hair. Fresh tears came to her eyes and spilled over when he didn't respond, not that she had expected him to. She was so afraid for him.

"Please be okay." She whispered softly, kissing him lightly on the cheek. She gasped when he moaned weakly and began to stir.

"Danny?" She said hopefully. His eyes flickered open and she saw a worried expression cross his face.

"Sam, is that you?" He asked uncertainly. He felt slightly nauseous and very weak. Sam furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

"Danny, you're looking right at me. Of course it's me." She said.

"Sam, I can't see you." Sam's eyes widened as a ray of sunlight crossed the ghost hero's face. His eyes were no longer the beautiful ice blue that she'd fallen in love with; they were blank and milky white. Tears began to well in her eyes again. She shook her head in disbelief.

"No." She whispered.

"What is it, Sam? What's wrong?" Danny said, now frightened. He moved his hands to his face to remove what he thought to be a gauze blindfold but his hands felt nothing except his eyes. They burned when he touched them and he snapped them closed in pain.

"Sam? What's wrong with me?" He asked disbelievingly, his voice shaking slightly. He felt something wet hit his hand, which Sam had taken. A tear?

"Danny," Sam said, trying to keep her voice level.

"You-you're blind." She breathed. Danny shivered. He had so hoped she'd say anything else. So many steel barriers crossed his mind at the thought of his lost sight. He wouldn't be able to do so many things he used to take for granted. The thought scared him terribly, but he tried not to let it show, after all, the effects could be temporary.

"Oh Danny, I'm so sorry!" Sam cried, wrapping her arms around his neck. He embraced her, trying to comfort his best friend as she cried on his shoulder.

"Shh. It wasn't your fault. I can deal with this; it's just another bump in the road, nothing more." He cooed, running his fingers through her soft hair. Sam felt terrible. She knew it wasn't her fault Danny was blind, but she thought she should have interfered; caught Ace with the Fenton Thermos before Danny could be hurt. But it was too late now; there was no turning back, or was there? Dawning struck Sam like lightning and she pulled out of Danny's warm embrace.

"Sam?"

"I'm not leaving, Danny. I'm still here." She said softly, taking his hand in hers to reassure him. She knew she couldn't leave him now, but if things didn't get better soon, if he didn't regain his sight, she had a plan. It wasn't guaranteed that he would help her, but it was definitely worth a shot.

A young doctor came in then. He looked to be around his mid twenties with lively brown eyes and a thick mop of black hair. He was wearing an optimistic smile that Sam assumed he always wore.

"Ah, Danny, you're awake. Good. How are you feeling?" He said pleasantly. Danny tensed and Sam leaned over and whispered in his ear.

"It's okay, it's just a doctor." He relaxed slightly, but didn't answer.

"I'm Dr. Greg Thomas, but you can just call me Greg." The doctor said. Greg came over to Danny's bedside and began examining his milky eyes carefully. Then he walked out of the room, probably to talk to the other doctors and analyze any test results he got from a few of the simple tests he'd run.

After a few minutes, the Greg came back. He sighed.

"Well, Danny, it looks like your blindness is permanent. Ecto-acid, usually harmless to humans, seems to have eaten away your retina, where light that enters the eye collects to be converted by receptors into nerve signals that are then sent to the brain. It's essential for sight." At the completion of Greg's diagnosis, a heavy sinking feeling fell into the pit of Danny's stomach. How would he ever get through life if he couldn't see it? How would he be able to jump this seemingly thousand foot hurtle? How would he live?

Nice self: Aww. Poor Danny! I feel so bad.

Evil self: Oh, he's not even close to being through the waterfalls of pain! Muhahahahaha!

Nice self: At least Sam finds a way to help him, with the aid of a certain ghost, that is. :)

Evil self: Help smelp! Danny's got lots of learning to do!

Nice self: Don't worry readers, Danny will be fine. It'll just take some work on his part.

(Good self and evil self combine to create the completed author. You know, kinda like Super
Danny and Fun Danny in Identity Crisis!)

Yeah, I know, weird. I guess I shouldn't have had so much sugar. (Smiles guiltily) Anyway, I'll bet you can figure out what Sam's plan is if you read closely! Review and tell me whatcha think about the chappie and if you can figure out the simple plan Sam's come up with! I'll update as soon as I can!

-WriterGirl713, The Devil's Angel and Master of Fluff