Ha ha, told you it wouldn't be two weeks!

And for my favorite color… It has never changed from that fateful day in Pre school when my friend came up to me and said. "What's your favorite color?"

"You are supposed to have a favorite color?"

"Everybody dose!"

"Okay, I like… uhh… that color!" I said, and pointed to a purple piece of paper on the wall that had the word PURPLE in bold letters on it. Purple is such a cool color.

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It took him a while to find it, but Danny phased in to his room at the hospital, but stayed invisible for a minute. He saw his sister, Sam, and Tucker all watching the news intently.

"I hope Mom and Dad won't try to capture Danny after all of this…" Jazz said nervously.

"They didn't. In fact they thanked me." Danny said turning visible again behind them. They all jumped and whirled around.

"Danny! Are you alright?" Jazz asked standing up.

"What happened to you arm?" Sam asked staring at it.

Danny winced and said, "Nothing."

"That doesn't look like nothing, come down here so we can fix you up." Danny did as he was told and landed on the ground, and turned back to his Fenton form., but as the two rings separated, the door opened. With out anyone noticing a nurse slipped in. As Danny landed, the door snapped shut behind her. Everyone turned around sharply, all gasping.

There was a pause. "D—did… you…?" Jazz stuttered but the nurse just looked at her steadily. Jazz winced and then tried her best to cover it up. She faked gasped. "Danny! You're awake!" She exclaimed, and looked over to the nurse to see if she was buying it. Even the most gullible person in the world wouldn't fall for Jazz's acting.

"I thought you might be awake Danny, after seeing the news." She said walking in calmly. The four teens looked at her bewildered.

"W- what are you t- talking about?" Danny asked nervously.

"Oh… I should have known you wouldn't remember me. You weren't in the best condition when we met." She said sounding a little disappointed. "I'm Shelly Holms." She said all trace of disappointment gone from her voice. She held out her hand for Danny to shake. Danny shook it with his good arm, still confused and nervous. "I was the nurse-in-training who helped you at Starbucks."

A look of dawning crossed all four teens. "Oh! Y-You were there?" Danny asked. Shelly nodded. "… That makes sense." There was a pause.

"Ouch… need some help?" She asked, looking Danny over.

Danny shook himself out of his shock. "Oh, well, kinda… could you, uhh… do something about my arm… it's killing me." He said, trying to roll his shoulders.

She looked closely at his arm, thinking. "Well…" She started, "normally we knock out patients when we have to pop something back in to place… it looks like a dislocated shoulder, are my correct?" She asked.

"Well I think so… Death Toll grabbed my arm and swung me around, and I heard a pop." He explained.

She winced and said, "Sounds like that might do the trick… but I don't know if I can pop it back in to place without a x-ray."

"I don't need anything special, can you just try? It would be sort of hard to explain to my parents how I dislocated my shoulder after I've been out for five days…" He trailed off.

"Well I could try, it might hurt a bit… but if you say so… can you go sit of the bed?" Danny did as he was told and hopped up on to the bed.

Shelly walked over to him and rolled up his sleeve, looking at his shoulder closely. "It's hard to determine exactly how to get it back in the socket from just looking at it, so I'm going to need to feel around. Tell me when it hurts." She took two of her fingers and applied a gentle pressure on different parts of his shoulder.

Once she tried the very top of his shoulder he cringed and exclaimed, "It hurts!" She nodded.

"Okay, I think I've got it, on the count of 3." She said keeping one hand gently on the top of his shoulder and the other taking a hold of his bicep.

"1…2…3!" She counted and quickly jabbed up his arm while pushing down on the top of his shoulder. Danny bit his lip. There was another pop and suddenly, the pain lifted.

Danny breathed deeply. "That's better." He stated, testing out his range of motions. He winced when he tried to bring it up.

"It will need to heal for a few days… you probably ripped a tendon." She explained.

"I'm a fast healer." He replied. Soon she tended to the rest of his wounds, putting soothing cream on his burns and bandaging up his cuts. All of the while she was talking to him… she seemed pretty excided that she was talking to Amity's hero.

"I have a lot to thank you for… not only did you save us in Starbucks, but also because I helped you, I got promoted… and that's why you see me working at the hospital. My job, to put it simply, is to study human genetics and DNA. I decided to take a blood sample from you, just to study what makes you half ghost. When I put it under a microscope, it was like nothing I've ever seen before…" Danny was only half listening to her ramblings until that point.

"What?" He said startled.

"Your DNA… it's different than a normal strand... yours seems to be covered in ectoplasm. And don't worry… I could be sent to jail for this, but I kept it a secret… I think it is why you have ghostly abilities." She explained.

"Wow… t-thanks— again." He stuttered.

"I'm only returning the favor, but only as long as we both keep it a secret… I don't want to go to jail all of that badly…"

"Done." He said and they shook hands.

"Now I should probably call your parents… I think they would want to be here right now." She stated. Danny nodded and she left the room.

"Wow… maybe a handful of people knowing your secret might be a good thing…" Jazz commented after the door shut.

"What do you mean?" Danny asked lying down, feeling drained from the fight.

"Well she knows and has promised to keep it a secret, and now if you ever get really hurt again, we can just call her and she can take care of you. Lancer knows and he's your teacher so maybe he will cut you a bit more slack. Oh yeah! I just remembered, the manager at Starbucks gave the whole family a card that will get us free drinks from there for life…"

Danny had a look of hope on his face, "Do you think Lancer will really cut down on the detentions?"

"Probably, considering that you saved his life on the last one…" Sam replied.

"Cool!" He exclaimed. There was a pause as Danny thought about what had happened in the past few days.

Suddenly Shelly came back in to the room. "Okay, they are on their way… they are pretty excided. We should probably put your IV back in so they don't get suspicious, but I think you can do with out the oxygen." She said, holding up a shot.

Tucker suddenly stood up. "O-KAY! I think I should be going now! I'll be outside... uhh waiting for your parents," He said hurriedly, almost running out of the room.

-10 minutes later-

Jazz, Sam, Danny, and Tucker who came back in after Danny had the IV back in, were talking about what happened while he was out when his parents burst in to the room.

"DANNY!" They both cried out, running to him. Danny made sure to take a deep breath in before his mom and dad pulled him in to a bone-crushing hug.

"Oh honey we were so worried!" His mom squealed, tearing up.

"That's my boy, a Fenton pulls through everything!" His dad said proudly, patting him not so gently on the back. His mom let go of him just before Danny passed out from lack of oxygen, but she still held his hand. His dad put his hand on Danny's sore shoulder, so Danny had to hide his cringe of pain.

So far it hasn't been such a pleasant visit from them.

"Has Jazz filled you in?" His mom asked.

"About what? You mean that I've been out for five days and stuff like that?" He asked.

"Exactly… and that because you were so heroic in that shop we get free drinks there for life!" She gasped, "That can be your new nickname! My little hero…"

"Mooooo-ooooom!" Danny whined, embarrassed. Jazz, Tucker, and Sam snickered at the irony of it.

"But seriously, why did you risk your life for that little girl?" His dad asked.

With out thinking Danny answered, "Because it was the right thing to do." Danny quickly covered his mouth and looked at his parent's faces. He hoped that they didn't recognize that he said the same thing to them in his alter ego.

His dad didn't notice, but his mom looked at him for a second, an unreadable expression on her face, but then she smiled warmly at him. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm just glad that you are okay." She said, kissing his forehead again. Danny looked at the clock, it was getting close to ten and he was exhausted, it had been quite the day for him. Almost as if on cue, Shelly entered the room.

"I'm sorry to break this up, but visiting hours are very much up, and Danny needs his rest." She said politely. His parents nodded in understanding and said their good-byes to Danny. Sam and Jazz hugged him again and Tucker punched his good arm playfully. As soon as they were out of the room, Danny fell to his pillow, already asleep.

-Sunday-

Danny had woken up earlier then he normally would have on a regular weekend, but he didn't care. Right now he only had one thing on his mind. He was getting out of the hospital tomorrow and he was excided. His family said they would visit later that night because they were busy today, they didn't say what about though.

He turned on the television like he always did when he was bored, but after scanning through all of the channels four times, he turned it back off. There was never anything good on. Then he decided to do his second favorite past time, look over his cards. Every time he read them it reminded him of why he did this whole Danny Phantom stuff. So he could protect people from what Death Toll could have done to those innocent people.

Most of the cards were store bought get well soon cards. He had his favorites, like the one he guessed the six-year-old girl drew for him. It had a very scribbled picture of him in his ghost form on it and he was flying over a building that looked at least a bit like Starbucks, and there were people with their arms up on the ground, as if they were cheering him on. Well at least that is what he thought was going on. On the inside was a note that the mother wrote wishing him to get better soon and how much it means to her that he saved her daughter.

His other favorite was Mr. Lancer's. It also was original. On the cover was a poem.

Life is full of obstacles

Some big while some are small

Some are high as mountains

Some solid as a wall,

Some we toil to climb them

And others make us fall

But most we conquer daily

Never noticing them at all…

I remember being frightened

And unsure of what to do

I remember feeling anxious

To begin what I've been inscribe to do

To love, teach, and respect all children

Who'll surround me everyday

It's a blessing from our Lord

Yet my mind was still at bay

Immeasurable excellence

From myself I must demand

The life of these little children

Has been placed within my hands

Now things have been switched around

It happened in a blink of an eye

Who knew that a simple detention

Can become a struggle to survive?

I'm very lucky to still be here

I thought that I would die

You have all made all the difference

I owe my student my life

Suddenly the teacher became the pupil

In that little shop

Enlightenment, surprise, and worry

Was untangled from the emotional knot

"Many blessing to you"

Is what they all say,

"Look harmoniously ahead

With God watching over you

You'll soon be on your way"

On the inside was simply, "Get well soon" with his signature on the bottom. While Danny was rereading the card he didn't notice Sam come in. Seeing her chance, she quietly crept to the edge of his bed. She smiled evilly. This was going to be good. She grabbed on to his legs, shaking them, and growled. Danny jumped about a mile, yelling and looking around the room confused.

After he figured out what happened his confused face turned in to a scowl. "SAM!" He yelled at the place she used to be standing. He leaned and looked over the bed so see her rolling on the floor laughing. "THAT WAS SO NOT FUNNY!" He yelled. She ignored him though, and continued laughing.

"Y-You should have s- seen your face!" She exclaimed and started laughing uncontrollably again. Danny glared at her for a second, but Sam's laugh seemed to be contagious. His glare slowly melted away and soon he found himself laughing along with her. As soon as he caught himself, he stopped, and tried glaring at her again.

"Well I'm glad I amused you." He said sarcastically, after Sam had stopped and caught her breath.

"What were you looking at so intently?" She asked, picking up the abandoned card.

"Lancer's card. It's really good… he did it himself."

Sam started reading. "Wow… Normally I'm only in to Goth poetry, but this is pretty good!" She stopped reading and looked at Danny. "You know he's been really worried about you. He's been kinda out of it since Monday."

Danny rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably and changed the subject. "You know, I didn't see a card from you in here…" Danny said, patting the pile of cards.

"Oh like you need another one…" She scoffed, putting Lancer's card on the nightstand.

"Don't you like me Sam?" He asked, trying to look innocent. She rolled her eyes "I thought you cared…" He said giving her puppy dog eyes.

"Oh poor Danny, he didn't get as many cards as he wanted…" She cooed, sarcastically. He just stuck out his bottom lip further. "Oh get over yourself."

"Fine." He pouted.

There was a pause as Danny carried out his fake pouting. Sam sighed and said, "Come on… You should be happy, you are leaving tomorrow!"

"I know! I am SO sick of this place! And it's only been two days…" He said, his fake pout disappearing.

"Uhh, actually it's been 6 days… remember?" Sam reminded.

"Oh yeah." He said. "It's scary thinking about all of the evil and cruel things you and Tucker might have done to me while I was asleep… if I wasn't in the hospital I bet I would have a permanent marker mustache and whip cream on my nose or something." Sam chuckled, but Danny wasn't done yet. "And the worse part is that you guys could be talking about it, yelling, and I still wouldn't have woken up… oh the horror!" He said, fake fainting.

There was suddenly an awkward pause. Well Danny seemed perfectly comfortable, but Sam remembered what she had said to him while he was still knocked out. What if she told him now? One thing that she learned while Danny was here was that life was too short to hesitate.

She decided that if she told him, it would have to be the right time. With just him and her in a room and talking about what's on their mind. It might not be today, tomorrow, or the next day, but it would probably come before the year was over. She would just have to look out for it.

"Sam, I've been thinking…" Danny started. She panicked. 'That was fast.' She thought.

"S-so have I…" She stuttered. Was she really about to go through with this? "But you go first…" She said, just in case.

"No… no you go first." Danny said interested in what she was going to say.

"You go."

"No, you go… I insist." Danny said.

Sam sighed. "Okay… Danny… uhh, I've been thinking this past six days… like, I've really thought this out, and uh… could you please go first…"

"No! No, keep going." Danny encouraged. He was just going to say that they should celebrate his coming out of the hospital with a movie marathon, but now she had is curiosity peeked.

She took a deep breath. She should have planned this out before or something. "Well, during this whole experience, I got a glimpse of what my life would be with out you… and it… scared me. I don't think I could handle you- you dieing. Danny… I was so scared. I was scared that you weren't going to make it." Danny suddenly realized this was going to be a serious convocation.

"I thought about what I would do if you woke up again. How everything would mean something. I thought about the past, and all of the good memories. While I was remembering all of the good times, something… something dawned on me." She was really starting to get nervous. She was shifting around, fiddling with her bracelets, and playing with the hem of her skirt. Danny wasn't making the situation any better. He was just sitting there, looking dumbly at her.

"I know you don't feel the same way… but I- I like you." She couldn't believe that she said it. She looked up at him but to her surprise, he still didn't seem to understand. Wow, he really was clueless… "I mean I like you like you… Danny… IthinkI'minlovewithyou." She said the last part very fast. There. Now he knows. She was so nervous to see his reaction that she didn't look at him for a moment. There was a very awkward silence. She finally looked up at him. He looked shocked, dumfounded, bewildered, and every other word like it. A deer caught in the headlights. He didn't say anything. The silence dragged on.

Finally Sam broke it. "I- I know you don't like me that way and I don't want this to ruin our friendship, I'm sorry but I just had to tell you. I need to go now!" She said quickly, grabbing her purple bag and running out of the room.

Danny finally unfroze and yelled, "Sam, wait!" But she didn't stop. She didn't want Danny see the heart broken tears running down her face.

Danny stared at the spot where she used to stand.

"That…." He said, "was –totally- unexpected…"

Tucker suddenly burst in to the room. "Danny? I just saw Sam running out of here, crying!"

"Oh no…" Danny moaned. "What have I done?"

"Dude, what happened?" He asked, worried.

Never taking his eyes off the spot Danny replied, "We… We were just sitting here… you know talking about stuff, everyone happy, and… and I said 'I've been thinking' but she interrupts me and she said that she's also been thinking and we had this argument on who should go first… she wanted me to go first but I wanted her to go first and finally I said that I insisted that she went first…"

"WILL YOU GET TO THE POINT?" Tucker yelled.

"And she said she's in love with me!" He finished.

Tucker stared at him. "And…"

"And what?" Danny asked.

"What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything… and before I could she just ran out of here!"

"YOU DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING?" Tucker asked putting his hand to his head, feeling faint.

"Well she just jumped it on me!" Danny said, defending himself.

Tucker paused, pulling up a chair and sitting down. "Well then, what do you say?" He asked.

"W- What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean!"

Danny looked up at him. They made eye contact for a moment, but then Danny looked down to the floor, thinking. He closed his eyes. Tucker sat there patiently, letting him think it over. Suddenly Danny looked back up at Tucker. "I… think I love her too Tuck…"

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TBC…

I know, I know, I really suck at writing romance stuff, but I couldn't help it, I felt like something like this needed to happen in the story. And I suck at writing poems… I was just looking for rhyming words that fit the story. Any comments would help, because I really read both parts over and over, trying to make it sound realistic, but there was always room for improvement… so I just gave up.

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