So this is the chapter I wrote months and months ago, almost a whole year... man, I've been delaying that long? But hey, I'm updating, there's a one shot you can find that has this same concept. I've lost all love for this story TT And I was so excited about it too when I first wrote it. So, I'll try pushing the chapters out faster.

Enjoy!

Chapter 6:

Dad

"Look!" Sam said excitedly, running up to Danny and Tucker, she spun around in circle that morning. "What do you think?" She was wearing a black hoodie with a white collar and hood with Danny's DP emblem. It looked just like his suit except without the gloves and pants, and in hoodie form.

"Wow Sam. Where'd you buy it?" Tucker asked, feeling the fabric.

"Made it." She said proudly. "I'm gonna make my Elizabeth dress too. They way costume design is doing it, it looks really bad." She made a disgusted face. The trio continued walking towards school. "So Danny, what'd you think?"

"It's really cool, I would want one but my Dad might mistake me for Danny Phantom himself." Danny smiled.

"Oh har har Danny." Sam shoved him playfully. "Tucker do you have anything yet on Pariah Dark's son? You usually take about two seconds to find info on ghosts."

"Yeah but Pariah Dark himself is a shady character. Imagine his son, just as shady and more hidden, it's hard Sam. I should have something by rehearsal." Tucker replied, his PDA making a beeping noise.

Sam was making her outfit for the play during rehearsal that afternoon, her part wasn't needed at the moment. The people in charge of costume design didn't know what they were doing, it wasn't even a type of dress Elizabeth would wear so Sam decided to make her own, a few of her own touches of course. She grinned, sewing the skirt.

Today couldn't get any better. Sam thought, it had been ghost free the day, Paulina had been put in her place, Danny was happy about something, and Tucker was excited because he just got a brand new PDA.

"Miss Manson, stop your sewing and come to your scene." Mr. Lancer frowned. Sam nodded, setting down the skirt. "The second forest scene."

"Tucker, watch it like a hawk." Sam told Tucker before going to her scene. " Tell me my dear Prince, why must we hide this in the shadow's of the night?" Sam asked in a sincere voice.

"Only for the safety that you wished for." Danny replied, walking on stage. Sam pretending to curtsy. "You told me you were afraid to get caught."

"And that I am." Sam replied, taking Danny's hand.

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"Hey Tucker, I gotta go, later Sam!" Danny called after the rehearsal. Tucker and Sam nodded and waved to him as he left. He ran out the theater doors towards his home. It would be a long run if Allen decided to talk to him.

A blue wisp of air escaped from Danny's mouth, he groaned in annoyance. There was a ghost. "BEWARE! I AM THE BOX GHOST!" The box ghost yelled above him. Danny laughed, shooting the box ghost away without even transforming. Nothing to worry about, Danny smiled to himself.

"Hey dipstick, how do you like my new single?" Danny whipped around at the voice only to see Ember strike a power chord. Danny found himself being thrown back.

"Ok, that I can worry about." Danny muttered to himself. He transformed into Danny Phantom, shooting off into the air. "What'd the critics rate it? Worse than a ghostly wail?" Danny asked, punching Ember. She blocked it with her guitar.

"Danny!" Sam turned the corner leading to her home and saw Danny flying back from a hit Ember managed to land on him. He flew back, and landed in the middle of an intersection. Two cars swerved behind him resulting in a crash. Danny shook his head; he would worry about the crash in a moment but to take care of Ember.

"Sam! Watch out!" Danny yelled as Ember swung her guitar at Sam. Sam looked as if to be in a trance and didn't move. Danny pushed her out of the way in the knick of time. "Be careful!" He didn't wait for her reply before battling Ember once more.

Moments later Danny had Ember safely tucked away inside the Fenton thermos, he was grinning at Sam after transforming into his human self. "Hey Sam, I caught Ember." He looked at her. "Sam?" He waved his hand in front of Sam's face. Her eyes were opened wide and she could only look at the intersection rooted to her spot. "What?" He followed her gaze to the three-car pile up. They could hear the ambulance in the distance.

"Dad!" Sam finally broke out of her trance and ran to an expensive looking car. She attempted to wrench the bent door open to no avail. She saw her blonde haired father look up at her voice, his blue eyes cloudy and dull, scaring her. "Dad!" She yelled, trying to get him to notice her. He seemed to be looking past her, or around her, anywhere but where she actually was. "Dad!" Sam screamed, yanking on the door, trying to pull it free.

"Here I come Amelia." Sam's father laughed lightly. Sam felt a lump in her throat. That was her mother's name, her real mother's name. She watched in horror as death closed her father's eyes.

"Dad!" Sam screamed, desperately yanking at the door. He couldn't die! He couldn't! She needed him! "Dad! I'm sorry! Come back! Come back!" She yelled, banging on the door. "Dad!" Tears fell down her cheeks as she continued to pound. Her father couldn't be stripped away from her! She needed him! "Don't –" She choked back a sob, "Don't leave me! It's not ok! It's not ok!"

"Sam…" Danny said softly, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Go away!" Sam yelled at him. She pushed off his hand and ran away from the four-way intersection.

He was gone…

She placed a rose on her father's casket a few days later. She wore solid black; it covered her from head to toe. It was her fault; she wasn't able to get him to hold on. If only she had been a bit quicker, she could've said it was ok. She was such a stupid teenager.

As the casket was lowered into the earth Sam thought only bitter thoughts. Why would you do such a thing? Worms are going to devour him! She frowned as they began adding dirt over the coffin. Many guests had left towards the reception at the mansion. Danny and Tucker stood waiting for Sam to join them.

"Sam, are you alright?" Danny asked, hugging her. She pulled away, refusing to meet the eyes of anything. The frozen ground seemed to laugh at her, along with the sky and she couldn't hand people.

"Sam?" Tucker rested his hand on her shoulder. She shoved it away and walked off. She didn't need their pity or whatever they had to offer.

"Sam!" Danny jogged to catch up with her. "I'm sorry for what happened."

"Sorry?" Sam asked bitterly. "He's not coming back! The last thing he said was 'Amelia' when he saw me! He doesn't even know my own name!" Sam scowled. She glared up to the sky. "AND WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO GOD DAMN CHEERY?" Sam yelled at the sky. "He won't be there when I get home, he won't try putting floral prints on me. He won't be there, it's not that that he won't, it's that he CAN'T!" She glared as she kicked the snow. "And you know what?" Sam seethed.

"What?" Danny asked, she was upset, it was understandable but she was taking it to the extreme. He didn't question her attitude; she could vent things out for a while.

"An idiot drunk driver was able to walk away from that crash! While my Dad and some woman had to die!" She glared at the sky once more. Danny placed a hand on her shoulder only to have it shrugged off before she ran away.

Sad chapter, I know, bad me...

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Nightwing