"She lives in New Hampshire." Sam sighed as she hung up the phone.

"That's too bad," Geoff said sincerly.

"No, guess we'll just have to leave sooner, like tomorrow, we'll buy some cheap plane tickets and we are going to see Jazz." Sam said.

"You're kidding, right? Right? Sam?"

But Sam wore a devilish grin one Geoff knew he couldnt win over.

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Geoff smacked his head as he sat on plane seat as they were about to land. "I cant believe you werent kidding, I cant believe I am going to New Hampshire."

"And I cant believe you havent shut up about that since we started." Sam said. "Besides you said you'd help."

"Yeah but didnt Tucker tell you not to obsess?"

"Geoff this isnt obsessing this is searching. I'm looking for clues."

"Remind me again why you became a singer instead of a detective." Geoff sighed.

"Oh stop it you big baby." Sam teased.

They got off the plane in a place called Portsmouth.It was the big ocean front in New Hampshire, Sam had to laugh. Clearly none of these people had been to Los Angeles and seen the ocean fronts in California.

"So," Sam said as they found their way to through the city. "Tucker said she lives in Portsmouth, so it looks like we're taking a bus."

"I hate you." Geoff declared as they'd been switching buses.

"Yeah but dont worry I think we are there. Hmm 102 Seafar road. This is it." Sam said as they walked up to a white house on a small patch of land. The ocean was not too far away from where she lived.

Sam knocked on the door and a woman with red hair and soft turquoise eyes answered. She looked shocked to see the person on the other side. "Sam?" She gasped.

Sam smiled "Hey nice to see you again."

"Please come in Sam, and Sam's spooky friend too." Jazz joked.

"Ha she's got a sense of humor, I like you." Geoff teased.

Jazz blushed and the two walked in. She led them to a brightly litwhite living room. It looked like something out of a cataloge. Sam and Geoff sat on a a ice blue couch almost the same shade as Danny's eye color. Jazz took her seat on the couch beside Sam.

"I think I know why you are here, my mother called." Jazz began, she got up went into another room and came back with a stack of papers and folders. "This is all I have. I tried to figure out where my brother went to, but none of these papers have given much of a clue. You can try."

"Cool," Sam sighed as the Jazz handed her the bundle.

"Also," Jazz started." I have his old laptop, but I think he changed all the passwords and I havent figured them out. Good luck with that too."

"Jazz, Danny didnt say anything to you after I left did he?" Sam asked.

"He said he wished he'd told you everything. But he didnt tlak much and then a few weeks later he just seemed to drop off the face of the Earth."

Sam felt that guilt again. "Jazz why does this feel like my fault?"

"It's not Sam. It's not."

Sam and Geoff stayed with Jazz overnight. Sam didnt sleep much all she did was talk to Jazz trying to get all the details of Danny's last day at his home. But everything wasnt exactly giving her clues.

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Sam paced around her home. She'd left Jazz yesterday and now she was in her home in sunny California. She hadnt got much sleep last night, she'd been looking through those papers. Some of it was lyrics she didnt know Danny liked and notes that it looked like he wanted to give to her, but didnt.

And she couldnt figure out that damn password to his computer. "Danny what were you up to before you left? And since when were you so good at making enigmas?" She said aloud as she paced around looking at the clock. "What could he have been after? Danny did you never even leave were you snatched?"

"Wouldnt you like to know?" Came an almost ghostly voice. Sam screamed in shock.

Davey poked his head around the corner and laughed. Sam had nearly hit the ceiling and was scowling at her room mate. "Davey!"

"Oh man Sam you seriously need to calm down." He said.

"You must think I'm crazy for talking to myself."

"No, it's perfectly healthy to talk to yourself, as long as you are the only person answering and not some other voice."

"Well I serioulsy thought I was alone."

"Well then just call me Davey Havok, Super Sleuth." He decreed proudly. "So you still looking for Danny?"

"Of course. I think I'm gonna turn into an insomniac over this."

"Hmmm, I didnt know him, but I'm pretty good at digging for meanings. Here let me see some of those papers." Offered her long haired friend.Sam handed off the papers too him. Davey plopped down on the couch and began to read through them.

Sam for the first began to admire him. He was tall, with very pale skin like her. He was muscular and had full sleeve tattoos on both arms, he had a very handsome face as well. His eyes which were a greenish brown were usualy darkened with a charcol like eyeshadow. Sam remebered him with his shirt off, he wasnt jacked but he was strong, and scrawny like Danny had been, also on his back he had black wings tattooed on. He always had on two elastic bracelets on his arms. His fingernails were painted black today.

He was very handsome indeed. It made Sam feel sorry for him that he was considered gay because of his hair or his eye shadow. But Sam only thought that made him even better. If she still didnt have emotions for Danny she might have considered a realtionship with him. He was sensitive and sweet, and he was always there fro her, and understood her like Danny did.

"Sam?" He said snapping her out of her trance, his voice very dark and soft.

'Damn I must've been caught staring at him.' She thought. "Um yeah Davey?"

"I think I've figured something out, here let me see his laptop." He immediately began to type in something vigorously and finally after a few tries a small ding sounded and Davey smiled in triumph. "I am a genius!"

"What did you type?"

"Watch this," Davey said he pointed to a poste-it- note."It says Mas but you've said he doesnt know spanish so it cant mean 'more' in spanish . So obviously it says Sam backwards. So let's figure why he would but Sam backwards on a pieace of paper.WellI thought at first that Mas his password but no, so then I tried Sam, that didnt work. SoI tried Sam back, still didnt work so I tried Get Sam Back. It worked."

"Geez Sherlock." Sam said staring into his expressive eyes. "So do you think that has something to do with all this?"

"Might be." Davey answered."Ok I'm done intellectualy for the night." He said as he kicked his feet up onto the coffee table.

"Davey have I ever told you you're the best?"

"Hmm, I've heard the greatest, the coolest, the smartest, um no I dont think the best has been mentioned yet."

"Well you are." Sam smiled.

He smiled back and picked up a TV Guide. "I wonder if anything is on?" He muttered quietly after skimming he began to laugh. "Hey Sam get a load of this."

"What?" Sam asked as she looked up from searching through Danny's documents.

"There's a show tomight that called, 'Do Angels Walk Among Us?'"

"So there are some people who think that they've met angels, I've seen dead people." Sam remarked.

"Wait, wait, let me read you the inscription." He cleared his throat and began to talk in an announcer like voice. "Six couples claim they have all housed in a black haired blue eyed Angel claiming to be a teenage boy named Danny." He stopped for a second. "Hmm Danny isnt that your friend's name. Anyway, named Danny or Daniel he would often come injured but would heal in record time. Have these people been touched by an Angel or was he simply a drifter. Tune in to see tonight at six."

Sam stared at Davey. "Davey." She gasped.

"What?"

"That sounds like Danny. We have to watch that." Sam said excited.

"Aww do we have to..." Davey complained.

"Please Davey, I think this is about Danny.I have to know." Sam begged."It would really help if you watched too."

Davey rolled his eyes and sighed. "Ok for you Sam."

"YES!" Sam exclaimed. "The pieces are coming together."

Is it about Danny or am I just wasting you're time? Find out next chapter. Reviews make me happier.