Alright, there was slight interest. Not much, but a little. Then again, I've been spoiled with having a good story that a lot of people like... (Okay, here's to self advertising! - If you haven't checked out Silent Echoes, then you might wanna, people tell me they think it's pretty cool...) I'm just in the mood to type stuff, so TA-DA!

It takes a while to get to the lusty stuffez, I can't just have them all over each other all the time (although I think they might like that...), so bare with me through the non-fluffy stuff!

Okay, school started again, and high school's crazy-go-nuts out the wazoo, everyone knows that. Or at least, they should... What with summer reading test, essays, evaluations, and a huge load of forms, I have had no time (this happens EVERY year. You'd think they'd know my grandmother's maiden name by now and have it on file in the AMAZINGLY HUGE ONE single place it's needed... ugh) Poor SE is so neglected, but I've been working on this for at least a month now, so I figured I'd better add to the poor thing.

Disclaimer-I own nothing! You cannot even see me! (-flips down a pair of sunglasses and hides very visibly in corner-) YOU DO NOT SEE ME! IGNORE ME! GO ABOUT AS USUAL!

Part Two

Sam forced herself to get up after rolling around in her bed for a while, processing all the events and happenings, all the words and wonders of last night. Her parents were away on a "personal" trip this time. Ugh, the thought of them made her stomach churn. She made her bed, went downstairs, ate some toast with jam (after fooling around with the flying toaster from Denmark), and then returned to her room. Her head pounded and she knew she just needed to think.

People do different things when they need to think. They may light a few candles or turn on some soft music. Sam, however, took showers. She shed all of her clothes and slipped into a deep purple bath robe. She walked to her adjoining bathroom, bypassing the bath tub with jets and water that poured from dolphins on all sides like mini waterfalls, and turned on the water to her sauna shower. After shedding her robe, she stepped into the tiny space, sliding the glass doors shut behind her, and just stood under the pulsing stream of hot water.

She went through the motions of washing her hair mechanically. Her mind was elsewhere.

She began to relive the night before.

I hope I can remember everything! The way his chest feels, how sweet his lips taste, what it feels like when his body is pressed against mine! Oh, it all felt so good! And I'm sure it wasn't a dream? I'm pretty sure it wasn't... I'm positive it wasn't!

So, he likes me... Or is he just toying with me?

No! This is Danny we're talking about, not some other boy! You've become too distrustful of everyone for your own good! You need to open up to Danny and Tuck again, you've pretty much closed yourself off!

Yeah, you're right... Or, I'm right... Whatever... Jazz told me it's not strange to have internal dialouge and arguments with yourself, it's part of the human pshyce...

Sam inhaled the steamy air, and blew it back out again.

Focus, I need to sort this out. I love Danny, I think... Danny loves me, or so he thinks... He's going out with Valerie, who hates my guts. Valerie can put two and two together if he drops her and runs to me. She might feel like kicking my ass. It's possible she could, but I'm also a good fighter because of taking all those self-defense and martial arts classes... But anyway, that's not the point.

She leaned her forehead against the cool tile wall.

How is he gonna break up with her? "Hi, I don't like you anymore, bye!" She scoffed. As if. He really cares about Valerie... Does he care about me more? She tried to get that thought out of her head, but it just wormed it's way in again.

I'll just have to hope he does. He's not the type to switch back and forth and crush feelings and hopes. Wait... I've washed my hair seven times now...

She rinsed out the last of the suds and sat down on the bench built into the left-hand wall. She sat Indian style, her back still in the water, her head and shoulders out. She fiddled with her hair, which was considerably longer then three years before, now down to her mid-back, and returned to her thoughts.

Okay, so he could break it off with her and we could have a relationship in secret. After Valerie's hurt and suspicion have passed, he can publicly hook up with me. That could work. I just don't think I could handle seeing him with another girl again!

Oh, I love taking showers. They're just so warm, and relaxing, and soothing, and they feel like someone's hugging you... wait, WHAT? THAT'S NEVER BEEN THERE BEFORE!

She raised her head from her hands, and shifted slightly, sneaking a peek behind her. Nothing was there, but it definitely felt like someone was hugging her loosely, but still letting the water get through.

"DANNY! WHAT THE HELL? YOU SCARED ME HALF TO DEATH!" Her black haired, blue-eyed, male "friend with benefits" materialized behind her. "I have standards about privacy you know!"

He grinned sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck. "I couldn't help it. I came back and heard the shower running. You looked so lonely and sad sitting there all alone!"

"You perv! You shouldn't have come in here if you heard water running! You just wanted to see me naked!" She clutched her arms tight around her chest, squeezed her legs together, and scooted towards the wall. "Out! Out! OUT!"

"Okay okay!" Super-powers or not, the one thing you didn't want to have was the wrath of Sam on you. Her rage was hellfire. Danny stood up, his usual jeans and t-shirt soaked, and slipped out of the shower. A second later she heard lots of water splattering and the door closing softly. Concluding that he was gone, she turned off the shower and went to get out. Then, thinking better of it, she stuck her arm out and grabbed her robe. She pulled it on, cinching the sash tight.

Sam got out of the shower, and saw with satisfaction that at least Danny had gone intangible in the tub, so all the water on him had gone down the drain instead of leaving a big puddle. She opened the door and shivered against the pleasantly cool air.

Danny was sitting on her bed, twiddling his thumbs and waiting for her. He was almost completely dry now. She noted with satisfaction that his clothes were fresh.

"So I guess you faked waking up and all alright?" she asked.

"Yep. Mom even made waffles that weren't radioactive!"

"Well, I'm glad one of us had an appeitite when they ate."

"I'll move outta your room if you want...?" Danny offered after seeing her look at her closet door.

"No, I can change in my closet. Just don't move."

"Okay..." She went into her closet and flipped on the light. Her eyes adjusted and she moved quickly, not pausing to look around in her massive closet. She rifled through the drawers to one of the many dressers in the closet and pulled on some underwear and a bra. Then she pulled a random black skirt off the rack. She moved to another dresser and grabbed a short-sleeved purple shirt. She quickly pulled on some lime green hose and shoved her feet into a pair of combat boots. She buckled them up, then clomped over to a black vanity. She brushed her hair and went to put it up. There, she hesitated. She wanted to do something special for Danny, but he was waiting. She decided to take two strips of hair from the front/side and braid them so they met at the back of her head, and then braid them togther so they became one and it hung down. She liked the way it looked, but it was fast since her hair was still wet. A few wisps fell down into her face and she blew them back, clomping back out of her closet and back to the bed.

Danny whistled as he let out his breath.

"Are you trying to make me feel nervous?" He said as he wiggled around somewhat uncomfortably in his sitting position.

"What?" Sam said, kicking up an eyebrow.

"You look... well... hot!" He said as his cheeks were stained red.

Has he gotten any more mature AT ALL? He acts like we're still fourteen! Although atleast now he's a better kisser...

"I'll take that as a compliment." Sam said dryly. She sat down on her bed beside him and snuggled closer. Her wrapped his arm around her and she ended up in his lap. He leaned his head on her shoulder, his messy hair tickling her ear.

"How are you gonna break up with Valerie?" She asked, putting the troublesome question right out in the open. "You are gonna break up with her right? You haven't changed your mind?" She asked, somewhat frantically. This was one of the few times she had ever shown insecurity. She was almost always cool, calm, and collected. This troubled Danny slightly.

"Well, yes..." He furrowed his brow. "It was never really REAL with her. Well, like both of us were just using the other person as a back-up, as we admired someone else from afar." He said all of this slowly, he was obviously in deep thought. "I mean, we really DO care for each other, or atleast, I know I care deeply for her, but it wasn't... well... I don't know!" He shook his head, confused. "We been kind of distanced recently, she's always distracted, plus she's been hunting my other side more viciously than normal, which usually means she's upset or confused about something. Huh, funny," He said with a sort of sacastic laugh, "when she's upset with me, instead of taking it out on me, she takes it out on the other me. She doesn't know, of course, but from a removed perspective, it is kinda funny, in a weird sort of way... Your hair smells good."

"Ooookay..." Sam said. "That still doesn't help us any. At all. But that's okay. And thanks, I guess." Danny's cell phone began to ring and vibrate from his pocket and Sam broke into giggles, something she never did, unless she was being tickled (here from the cell phone vibrating). Sam pretty much fell off of Danny's lap and onto the floor where she lay in a giggly heap. Danny pulled out his cell, scowled at it and the number it displayed on it's outside screen, and flipped it open, beginning the call.

"Hey Tuck." Tucker's voice could be heard, slightly muffled.

"Where are ya' dude?"

"Sam's"

"Ooooh, the lovebirds gettin' it on this early in the day, even though you already have a girlfriend." The last part was jealously added. Sure Tucker could make the masses of the female high school population swoon (atleast now he could), but he couldn't really find anyone he could connect with on an intellectual level (when Danny, Sam, and Valerie had first heard this, they almost took him to the hospitial. Him? Care about something other than looks and a tolerance of being second to technology in a girl? Outrageous!).

"Suuure Tuck. I'm totally making out with Sam. We're making the hot and heavy." He winked at Sam who was holding her sides, about to explode with laughter. She took the cue and began to make groaning sounds.

"Ooooohh! Oh! Daannnnnyy! OOOOH!" She made the goofiest faces and it was Danny's turn to choke on his laughter as Tuck freaked out on the other side of the phone.

"Holy cow Danny! What did you do to her! Oh my gosh, I DO NOT want to hear that! I'm gonna go throw up now! JUST EWW!" Danny could no longer keep his laughter in and completely cracked up, Sam following suit and nearly in tears rolling on the floor.

"You fell for it! You actually fell for it! But hey, why don't we meet up at my house, Sam's not really liking the 'vibe' or something at her house today." Danny managed to choke out. You could almost see Tucker's face scowling from the other side of the phone.

"Whatever. I'll be there in like, half an hour. I have to finish up a program on the computer. I still have to get all the bugs out, but it gives poor baby a headache to work on it for too long."

Danny just shook his head, all the computer mumbo-jumbo going in one ear and out the other as Tucker went on and on about his new program.

Finally Tuck said goodbye and Danny flipped his phone shut and shoved it back into his pocket.

"We've got an entire half-an-hour... You know what I can do with thirty minutes?"

Danny looked down at Sam, who was still on the floor, but was sitting on her knees. There was a mishchevious glint in his eyes that she was pretty darn sure she liked. He scooped her up bridal-style and set her on the bed.

She grabbed his shirt and yanked him down. She snaked her hands up and around his back and began kissing him for all she was worth. He returned the kisses and laced his fingers in her hair.

I never realized how many scars he has... Especially on his back... I wonder how I didn't notice. It's actually kinda' hot, in a rugged kind of way.

As they got more involved in their kisses, Sam began kneading the muscles on Danny's back and groans of pleasure from both sides filled the lustful air. Thirty minutes only lasts that long, however, and Danny jerked back up, realizing they were on a time limit. They had 2 minutes. Crap.

Sam play pouted, but then looked at the clock. Without a word, Danny picked her up and transformed.

Sam watched in muted fascination as Danny's muscles rippled underneath of his jumpsuit. Since the material was skin-tight, and he now had a lot more muscle, you could see a lot more (-hint hint-). The flight was quick, and Danny landed in the alley beside his house. Sam squinted as Danny transformed back. He gentley set her on the ground and they went inside his house.

Tucker arrived around 4 minutes after they did. They both let out a huge sigh of relief as he opened the door. They quickly scooted to opposite sides of the sofa, lest he suspect something. Tuck plopped down between them, and they resumed watching the mindless brain-rot that you really don't want to watch, but since it's summer, you watch it because you can. Noises drifted up from the lab, which always spelt trouble, but at the moment, the trio wasn't concerned.

Then, a commercial came on that reminded Danny of Sam. He looked at her with that glint that she was starting to love so very well, and he said he had to go to the bathroom. She got up a couple minutes later, but Tuck had gotten so drawn into the mind-rot, he didn't even notice.

Sam walked into the kitchen to see Danny hanging around by the pantry.

"Your room, milady!" He said with a playful air, and he gestured inside the pantry.

"Why thank you kind sir!" She played along. They both scooted into the tiny space, and began making-out. They weren't expecting anyone to come opening the door...

They were mid-kiss when the door was opened. Jack stood there, stupified, as they looked up at him, also stupified, still in mid-kiss. He reached slowly for a box of cookies, placed his hand on them, snatched them away as-if the two liplocked teenagers would somehow want to steal them from him, and turned and began walking away quickly as he shut the door. Danny busted out laughing, breaking he and Sam's kiss.


So, nice mental image? I had a fun time thinking that one up, lol! I really need to get back to SE now, but I hope ya'll are happy with this latest installment! Review please! You can even flame! Just review and give me happiness while I slave away at mountains of homework!