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-WriterGirl713

Disclaimer: (Annoyed) If I owned Danny Phantom, don't you think I'd tell you?

Chapter 3: Silver, Meg, Cabu, and Ricochet

A day later, Danny was released from the hospital.

"Doesn't if feel nice to be home, Danny?" Maddie Fenton asked as she helped Danny into Fenton Works.

"Yeah, it's better than the hospital by a long shot." He said, trying to sound optimistic. Maddie turned to Sam, who had come to help with Danny.

"Sam, could you take Danny up to his room while I start dinner?" She asked. Danny cringed. He felt like he was being a burden, like he was a helpless dog who didn't know the way home and thus needed to be led. Sam didn't miss his cringe. She intertwined her hand with his and squeezed it gently.

"You're not a burden, Danny. Like you said, you'll be back on your feet in no time." She said, as if reading his thoughts. Though her voice was strong, she didn't know if she could believe her own words. He wasn't a burden by any measures, but would he be able to get a good foothold on life? She sure hoped so.

Sam led Danny upstairs and helped him get comfortable. She then pulled his computer chair over by his bed and sat down, sighing.

"Sam, do you think I might get my sight back, you know, since I'm a ghost and all?" Danny asked hopefully.

"I don't know, Danny. You might." Sam said softly. Danny shifted onto his side so that he was facing her and groped for her hand.

"Where are you?" He asked calmly. Sam met his hand with hers and he gripped it loosely. Danny smiled.

"That's better. Now that I can tell where you are I won't feel like I'm talking to a wall." He chuckled softly and Sam gave a weak smile. She was glad he was being optimistic about his condition. It would help both of them jump the hurtle they were facing. If only she could read his mind.

"Hi Danny, hi Sam." Maddie's voice said softly. Danny imagined she had walked into the room.

"Sam, could I talk to you for a second?" Sam let go of Danny's hand and walked out the door after promising she'd be back as soon as Maddie had finished with her.

"Sam, dear, Jack and I have to go out of town on a business trip early tomorrow morning. We can't cancel it and we'll be gone for a week. Would it be too much trouble to ask you and Tucker to take care of Danny and stay here with him until we get back? You know, get him used to his surroundings and make him comfortable?" Maddie asked pleadingly.

"Of course I'll stay with him, Mrs. Fenton. I'll go and call Tucker, too." Sam said. Maddie smiled and handed her a shopping bag. Sam looked at the contents and nodded solemnly. She hoped she could teach Danny without hurting him even worse.

"Thank you so much, Sam. By the way, dinner's ready. Would you ask Danny if he'd like to come downstairs to eat? If not, I can bring it up to his room for him."

"Okay." And with that Maddie walked back downstairs to dish up dinner and Sam went back into Danny's room.

"Hey Danny. I'm back. Do you want to go downstairs for dinner or do you want it brought up here?" She asked, taking his hand to let him know where she was.

"Uh, I think I'll go downstairs." Danny said. He hoped his mom had made finger food, because he wasn't going to be too hot with the utensils without his sight. Sam helped him up and led him out to the landing.

"Okay Danny. Watch your step going down." She said. Danny moved his foot slowly forward until it was suspended over thin air. He lowered it slowly until he met the first step. After that it was pretty easy, except for the last step. He expected another step to follow and stepped down, jarring his whole body. (A/N Oooh, I hate it when I do that! And I've got near perfect vision!) Sam bit her lip when she saw him visibly shudder. Poor Danny. He doesn't deserve this.

Sitting down at the dinner table was quite easy once he'd found the chair and Maddie had thankfully thought to make chicken...and salad for Sam.:)

Once dinner was over and Sam had called Tucker asking him to come over tomorrow, she helped Danny back up to his room and pulled a cot from beneath his bed.

"Uh, Sam? What are you doing?" Danny asked, sitting on his bed and listening to Sam.

"I'm getting that old cot from under your bed and setting it up." She said.

"You're staying?" He asked, smiling. Sam blushed and smiled back, though thankfully he didn't see her blush.

"Yeah, your parents are going on a week-long business trip and Tucker and I are going to stay here with you to help you get the hang of things." She said.

"Thanks. I'm just glad Jazz is going to that university tomorrow and isn't going to be 'helping' me. You remember how well she helps, right?" He asked. Sam laughed.

"How could I forget? Three times in a row she caught you in that Fenton Thermos!"

"Hey! It's not funny!" Danny said, also laughing. He quickly groped for his pillow and threw it in the direction he knew Sam was standing. Amazingly, it hit her.

"Hey! I didn't know you were still that good of a shot!" Sam said, throwing the pillow back at her blinded friend. It hit him in the face fell to the floor. He jumped off his bed and got down on his knees to retrieve it. After crawling around for a few seconds, his hand connected and he tried to pick it up only to find that Sam had the other end. He stood up and pulled at the same time she did. Both burst into hysterical fits of laughter as the pillow ripped in half and showered them with fluff.

"Would you two flirt a little quieter? I've got a big day tomorrow and I need to get some sleep!" Jazz said from the doorway. Both Sam and Danny stopped laughing from their places on the floor and blushed.

"We're not flirting!" They shouted in unison. Unknown to Danny, Jazz rolled her eyes and walked away. Sam glared.

"Well, I guess we should get some sleep. We've both had a long day." Sam said, yawning. Danny heard her yawn and grinned, suddenly wound and ready to go.

"I'm not tired." He said, his grin widening. Sam shook her head.

"Well I am and I'm supposed to make sure you get some rest so it's time for both of us to get some sleep." She said sternly.

"Yes mother." Danny said, snickering now. Disregarding his blindness, Sam smacked Danny upside the head.

"Ow! I was only kidding!" He said, laughing openly. Sam sighed and went out to the hall to grab another pillow for her wound up best friend. When she came back, Danny had gotten up from the floor and had found his way onto the bed; the only thing was, it was the wrong bed. Incredibly for being so wound up, he was already sleeping peacefully. Sam wondered for a moment whether he had done it on purpose before setting the pillow on Danny's bed and pulling back the covers.

She snuggled into the warm covers and pressed her face into them, enjoying Danny's warm scent. Within minutes she was asleep.

Sam woke up to someone shaking her shoulders gently. She opened her eyes and looked up to see Tucker.

"Morning Tuck." She said groggily.

"Morning Sam. I got you up at three in the morning for whatever crazy reason you asked me to. Oh, and why are you sleeping in Danny's bed?" He asked, smirking. If Sam hadn't been worrying about waking Danny, she would have punched Tucker, but she only glared now.

"Danny put himself to bed last night and he got the wrong bed." She said. Tucker nodded. Bet he did it on purpose. He thought smugly. Sam got up and locked Tucker outside so she could dress. That done, she let Tucker back in to watch Danny while she went to the Fenton's lab.

Locking the soundproof door behind her, Sam went straight to the Specter Speeder and into the Ghost Zone. The cane and Braille books had been enough to make her follow through with her little 'plan'. She just couldn't stand the thought of Danny missing out on something as wonderful as sight; she had to know if he would help her make Danny better.

Sam stopped the speeder outside his tower and walked through the door and up the stairs into his study. He was looking through the huge portal that had taken Danny ten years into the future to battle his evil self.

"Hello, Samantha." Clockwork said levelly, turning to her. He looked very old at the moment. Sam flinched at her full name, but knew better than to reprimand the master of time.

"Hi Clockwork. Danny's-"

"Blind. And you seek my help. Yes, I know. And no, I cannot reverse it." Sam's expression turned downcast.

"But, I can point you in the direction of four ghosts who will be able to help your friend cope with his condition." Sam looked up, her eyes wide. Clockwork smiled and his old form changed to be replaced with a middle-aged form.

"Come." He said and Sam followed him through the time portal, which could take Clockwork and whoever he invited to any place in the Ghost Zone as well as Earth and time.

They came out in a large room. The walls were plain, but there were four beds in one corner, five bookshelves in another, and a living room-like arrangement of furniture in the center of the room. Four ghosts were currently sitting side by side on a long couch facing the bookshelves. They all rose at Clockwork and Sam's entrance.

"Hello Clockwork, who is your human friend?" One of the ghosts said levelly. He looked about Danny's age with thick brown hair and a thin structure. He was holding a long, thin cane and his eyes, though obviously blind, were not milky white; they were glowing silver.

"Hello Silver, this is Samantha Manson, though she prefers to be called Sam. Sam, this is Silver, he was born blind and remains blind in the afterlife." Sam stepped forward and shook hands with Silver. He had a firm, confident grip.

"Nice to meet you Sam."

"Nice to meet you Silver." Silver smiled and ran a finger over another ghost's arm.

"This is Megan, but she hates her name, so just call her Meg. She was blinded by the disease that killed her." He said. Meg, a ghost with long black hair pulled up in a ponytail, smiled and shook Sam's hand. She too had luminous silver eyes, but instead of a cane, there was a satellite looking device in her hand.

"Hi Sam." She said happily.

"Hi Meg." Sam returned.

"I'm Cabu." Another ghost said.

"But the others just call me Tough Luck. I was blinded in a car accident. I lived with my blindness for a few years before I died in another car accident." Cabu said, laughing at his sour luck. Cabu was a smaller ghost and had white hair that drooped slightly over his bright silver eyes. He seemed very good-natured and like Silver, carried a cane. He floated forward and shook Sam's hand.

"I am Ricochet." The last ghost said in a deep, disciplined tone. His facial features were sharp and he carried a serious air about him. He had black hair trimmed in a buzz cut and carried no signs of canes, satellites, or any other aid. His silver eyes were hard and disciplined and he wore dark brown and forest green camouflage over his heavily muscled body.

"I died in Vietnam and kept my military status in the Ghost Zone Army. That is, until an enemy cut my eyes in the thick of battle, blinding me. Now I reside with my friends here." Sam frowned in confusion.

"There's a Ghost Zone Army?" She asked.

"Yes, the army is not often active, but we are thousands strong and our purposes are for the good of ghosts alone." Ricochet said.

"So, Sam, would you care to tell the Blind Teachers, as they so call themselves, of young Danny, or shall I do it for you?" Clockwork asked gently. Sam looked over to him.

"I'll tell them." She said to him. Then she turned back to the four blind ghosts, who were listening closely. She sighed.

"My best friend, Danny Fenton, is the famous halfa Danny Phantom. He's the hero of Amity Park and guards it with all his pride. He's incredibly powerful, but just a few days ago, he was fighting a ghost called Ace. He was winning, but Ace distracted him and caught him off guard with his acid spitting sword. The ecto-acid caught him in the face and he turned human before it could completely eat his eyes away, but I think it still rendered his retina useless. He's blind now and he doesn't know what to do. When he was still in the hospital, he told me he wants to keep protecting Amity, but he doesn't know how. He needs your help." Sam finished, silent tears leaking from her amethyst eyes. Meg seemed deeply in thought. The other three nodded their heads.

"Of course we'll help him. Just take us to wherever he is and we'll start the training." Ricochet said. Meg looked up.

"Sam, you said Danny was only half ghost, right? And that he changed back into a human before the acid could sink in? And he's more powerful than most ghosts?" She asked. Sam nodded, but felt foolish for doing so and spoke.

"Yes." She said simply. Meg looked thoughtful.

"His blindness might not be permanent, then. A blind ghost, if powerful enough, may regain his sight if he has a good solid reason for having it. Now saying that, the time has to be right and the need has to be great, but it is possible." She said.

"Well, Danny will be waking in a few minutes, so let's all get to Fenton Works shall we?" Clockwork cut in, waving his time staff and making everyone disappear from the room.

Sam blinked and found herself in the Fenton's lab. Clockwork was gone, but the Blind Teachers floated, or in Silver's case, stood before her. Apparently Silver preferred walking to floating.

"Um, I think I should talk to Danny before he senses you guys. He'd probably be pretty stressed knowing four ghosts were around unless I talked some sense into him first. He's like that." Sam said, looking at the floor. The Blind Teachers nodded and remained in the lab as Sam went up to wake Danny.

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Ooooh! Will Danny accept the help presented to him? Will Sam be able to watch his trials and errors without falling completely apart? Chappie 4 will hold some answers! Until then, feel free to review!

-WriterGirl713, The Devil's Angel

P.S.

To everyone that reviewed my previous fic, Lies, I finally thought of a sequel! YAY! I don't know when I'll post Betrayal, but I think I should probably finish up a few of my other fics first.