Romantic ain't it. I know the kiss was a little too much and I'm not sure what my mom will say to that, but so you know, I had a meaning when I put "grew closer then normal." What Sam meant by that was that, at first she only liked, liked Danny, now she loves him. That's how it's supposed to go, you don't love someone at first sight unless you're the boy/girl crazy type person. If your parents are strict about girls/boys having a boyfriend/girlfriend, then you should listen to them, trust me. Review please!!

Sam at this time, felt something she never felt in her whole life. She could feel her heart beating like a drum. Danny felt the same way too, it was so real. This was something totally new to the teens. It felt good, very, very good.

"I feel...different," stuttered Sam.

"Me too," said Danny as they heard the cage move and they separated.

They saw a field of people. Everyone was there from the Kids of Eluiz, to the adults and others from the prison. The top was then lifted and Danny knew this was his ku as he started taking Sam's arm and throwing her against the wall. She sat on the wall, knowing that in order for her family to not know she was alive, she had to play along. She got up, standing her ground as she took a stick and narrowed her eyes. She winked at Danny, swinging her stick as he ducked. Danny then grabbed her stick and crammed her against the wall with the needle shot he showed her at the cell.

"Don't be afraid," whispered Danny.

"I'm not," said Sam as the needle stuck through her arm and she felt dizzy, "don't...leave," was her last words before her eyes closed into a deep sleep.

Tucker, Jazz, Maddie, Jack, Pam, and Jeremy were horrified to see Sam, now dead. She died so peacefully and calmly as number 669 got up with narrowed eyes as he held Sam over his shoulders and everyone cheered.

Danny took Sam into his room where he and Dash slept. He rested her on her new bed as he threw her suit on her bed. Scor came to his room with a smile.

"So, she'll be joining us huh number 669. Clever for you to choose her to use the strength and abilities to join our army, she will now be number 670," smiled Scor.

"Indeed," smiled Danny as Scor left him with Sam sitting right on her bed as she woke up, "good morning number 670."

"670?" cocked Sam, rubbing the back of her neck, "guess I get a number like you huh."

"Yep, and that's what we have to be called by from now on, but you call me general," smiled Danny rubbing her back.

Sam grabbed her suit and grabbed a blanket, hanging it on the bunk side. She slid into the bottom bunk where Dash slept behind the blanket.

"Mind if I get dressed?" asked Sam.

"Uh...sure," smiled Danny as Sam started taking off her clothes.

Danny looked left where there was a mirror by the bottom bunk. For some reason, Dash wanted that mirror. On there, you could see Sam's back, getting dressed. His mouth slowly popped open as he saw Sam taking off her tank top. She then reached for her skirt, taking it off where you could see her underwear. Her whole body structure was showing her with her bra and bikinis. After Sam got dressed, Danny turned his head innocently as she came out.

"I'm ready," smiled Sam in her red suit with 670 written on the rectangle.

"Great!" said Danny excitedly as Sam noticed the mirror that faced where she got dressed.

"Hey Danny, there was a mirror by the bunks," noted Sam.

"Really...I hadn't noticed," blushed Danny.

"Did you see me get dressed?" crossed Sam.

"Uh...no," lied Danny nervously as Sam rolled her eyes. She took a pillow in her hand and hit him with it.

"Yes you did," smiled Sam continuously hitting Danny with the pillow, "bad boy."

"Sam stop," laughed Danny, using another pillow to fight back. They were hitting each other with pillows and soon Sam found her back against the wall. Danny smacked his pillow on hers and they smacked on Sam's stomach, "I win!" smiled Danny as she giggled.

"Danny," said Sam.

"Hm," smiled Danny.

"You like my undies?" teased Sam.

"I love your undies," smiled Danny.

"So you did see me naked," smiled Sam.

"Are you mad?" asked Danny.

"No I'm not," rolled Sam, "you go to the girl's locker room way too many times."