Disclaimer: Never owned DP. Tear.

A/N: Well guys Time Warped has officially come to an end. I hope it entertained all who took time out of their day to read it. Before I get on with the story, I have a few things to say to my viewers: I would really appreciate it of you guys would review on the complete story in general. I want to have opinions on how I can keep a story going and so forth. I want honesty, too. If someone doesn't think I'm any good at this I would really like to know. I don't want blind hatred towards my fiction or anything, but if there is something I should work on I would really like to hear about it. I personally think that this story wasn't the best I could do. It was kind of just written to get the hang of posting my ideas online (I'm kind of new to this ) I want to really be a better writer in my future fanfiction (Trust me I have LOTS of ideas)

Enough with my rambling and on with the show.

The End

The Sams tip toed down the misshapen stairway, though their carefulness was pointless due to destruction occurring left to right throughout the room before them: The Dannys were shooting ecto blasts and ice beams, The Tuckers were throwing random things at Phantom, and Jasmine was knocked out in a corner.

Uh…I'll go check on Jas," the oldest Sam murmured as she headed towards the red head.

"That would be better," the middle Sam said aloud, but more to herself. "That way the baby would be out of harms way."

Evil Dan threw the youngest Fenton onto the hardwood in front of the girls.

"OH MY GOSH, DANNY!" the teen goth cried despite herself and knelt down to face the boy.

"SAM WHAT ARE YOU-" Danny began to scold as he brought himself to his knees, but the Ultimate Enemy shot an ice beam at the two. Danny pushed the girl out of the beam's path and landed on top of her.

"…That was close," was the only sentence that Samantha could muster at the position she was in. Danny was straddling her lap, his eyes fixed upon her in worry. (A/N: Yeah I couldn't help but put him on top of her. It's cliché, but I couldn't care less)

"Sam," Danny groaned. The goth was taken back by how he called her name, "Why are you down her? You promised."

"I-I-I only promised that-that I wouldn't ask anymore." She felt awful; dirty. She hated the look that Danny was giving her.

He stared her down for what seemed like hours (though it was only like 10 seconds) before muttering to himself, "I should've known better."

Sam chuckled nervously, waiting to get cussed out or something, but no such thing came.

Danny smiled weakly at his best friend. Of course he despised the fact that she came down despite his attempts to keep her at bay of the battle, but he was on cloud nine whenever she was near him, especially at that moment. It was now or never. The ghost boy leaned in to kiss her, but-

"Aww, you didn't expect to just leave the party now did you," Phantom voiced. He snatched Sam from underneath Dan, causing the boy to hit the ground hard.

"LET GO OF ME, YOU FREAK!" Sam yelped, flailing her arms and legs about, but the Ultimate Enemy clasped his own cold digits around her neck, squeezing just enough to allow air, but still cause pain.

"Oh god…please," the young hybrid moaned, on the verge of tears.

"Awww, how…how pathetic," the evil Dan cackled. "Funny how a man's weakness is always a woman. She is a pretty one, though," he smiled sickly and roughly stroked Sam's face with his fingers.

"PUT HER DOWN YOU SICK BASTARD!" the other Dan called out.

"Or what?" the specter asked mockingly.

"AHHHHHHHHH! NOT AGAIN!!" the pregnant Sam was in the air once again.

"What the hell?" Phantom asked, raising an eyebrow. This surprised him.

"Why now?" Sam asked to no one on particular as she kicked her legs back and forth.

"You know it might be more fun messing with this one," the evil halfa stated to the tiresome group while the youngest Sam still in his grasp.

"OH YOU CAN FORGET I-" the pregnant goth began as she pointed an arm towards the Ultimate Enemy, but something strange happened. Her slender hand suddenly began to glow an eerie, purple color and a blast of energy from that glow shot towards the Phantom. He was caught off guard and couldn't avoid it.

The purple blast covered the specter in whole but didn't seem to hurt him. After it dissolved into the air, Dan just looked about in a daze.

"What the-" numerous voices puzzled.

"Where am I?" the Ultimate Enemy asked, looking about in his confusion. "Why am I here?"

The teen Sam took this change of hand to her advantage and did the only thing that she could think of in her position; kick the Phantom where it counts.

"HOLY SHIT!" the man groaned after his groin was introduced to the goth's combat boots. He dropped her to the ground, but she was caught by the hybrid of her age.

The older Tucker grabbed a Fenton Thermos and sucked the enemy in. "That was weird," was all the witty African American could think to say. The group went about to check on Jas and the Sam who seemed to have wiped Phantom's memory… well everyone except the young couple.

Sam looked up at Danny. The look on his face was unreadable to her, "Look Dann-"

She was called of by a sudden pressure on her lips.

Was she dreaming?

No.

Danny had finally kissed her.

Well… this version of Danny anyway.

He pulled her closer to him, his hand resting on the small of her back. Sam gripped onto his jumpsuit and moaned slightly as-

"Keep it a teen rating here, okay lovebirds," their techno geek comrade piped in from the group around the power induced Manson. The young goth blushed and looked down to her feet, but Danny grabbed her hand and led her to the others.

"What happened?" the older Tuck asked the very confused pregnant woman.

"How am I supposed to know? I just pointed at him and then…well then….that happened," Samantha Fenton replied, looking at her hand like it was a time bomb.

"Well, whatever happened-"

As if on cue Clockwork appeared into the now destroyed living room, "Time to go."

"Um…okay," the younger ones muttered.

After a quick goodbye, and the delay of sending Mrs. Fenton back home, the teenagers were back in their own time zone.

"You know what I want to do more than anything now," Tucker stated after Clockwork departed.

"What," the other three asked.

"Sleep."

"Tucker you're such a loser," Sam groaned.

"Yeah but that's why you love me."

Laughter broke out among the group.

"Well, I'm glad things are back to normal," Danny said as he pecked Sam on the cheek

"Since when is you kissing me normal?" Sam asked, eyebrows raised.

'Since-"

"BEWARE I AM THE BOX GHOST!"

"Ah sweet normalcy," Danny sighed as he changed into his alter ego and went to wail on an unsuspecting ghost of cardboard containers.

The End!!

A/N: Finito!! Please tell me what you think.

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You know you want to.

PLEASE!!

Oh yeah my power was just some random thing I put in. I kind of explained that since Sam was preggo with a phantom she had ghost side effects. Powers spontaneously shooting at people being one. I might write something about that later. MIGHT.

I was just clearing that up.