Hellbreaker, yeah, she subconsciously called for help when she had all the crap heaped on her, but it can only get better when she allows

sammansonrepilica, thanks.

ShadowDragon357, yeah, it would have been nice to have the DNA, but you will find out more on that later.

Sam sat looking out over the town, the branch holding her having grown in such a way that it resembled a bench. It curved to the side allowing a spot for two people to look out on the town. Sighing she leaned against the trunk, her depression seeming to grow worse with every second that passed. Things that had made her happy in the past not even bringing a smile to her lips. Sitting alone she realized that she was alone in so many ways. The things that Death had mentioned echoing in her mind.

The rap wasn't my fault, I know that. She hadn't been in a good place that time, so fucked up that she had failed to notice the man to her right following her as she stepped out into the darkness. The darkness had always been her friend and that night it had betrayed her, covering for the man that slammed her against the brick wall of the Skulk and Lurk. He had taken her at the age of eighteen, a night she would never forget, but she had moved on. She had remembered it and had never found pleasure in touch from that night on. She had flinched from Danny more times than she could count, but she didn't think the halfa knew that was why.

A story had run in the paper about the rape, but no names had been given, but Sam could remember his voice, the feel of him on her as he snatched at her black skirt. Danny had always warned me about going out alone. He had always warned me of the dangers and I didn't listen. Paid the price for that, but amazingly she hadn't lost faith in the darkness and had gone back out, but now the raven haired female was more careful. She was okay with that incident because she had learned from it and although she was sure none of her relationships with the male gender would ever be the same she was fine. Danny was the only one she had been able to be okay with after that, while other men had made her wary.

Falling for a friend. That one she had gotten over. Sure, she had thought she loved the halfa as more, but soon had given up and moved on, especially after that night. She couldn't see the halfa as wanting more to do with her if he had found out. Another one bites the dust.

The last one was her parents' crash. That one wasn't that bad, right? Closing her eyes Sam felt her world tilt.

~Dream~

With a groan she awoke, her amethyst eyes taking in the scene before her, the crowds dress like they were from the past. Swirling gowns and tuxedo attired men danced before her. One male stepped toward her and she knew him from before.

"Hello, Elliot." He smiled at her and for some reason Sam elected to forget what had done to get her because he had cared to even try. "Some party." The male before her smiled and Sam felt her heart skip a beat. It was those looks of his, so much like the one she had thought she was over, but one look at the guy who could be him and Sam found she was dancing moments later. It was so nice to be held because the Goth foresaw herself being alone forever.

"Why do you like him?" It was a question that shocked the Goth and yet she feared it in that instant. When she didn't respond the male holding her smirked broader. "Sam, you like Danny and yet he can't see you for a woman, no, he couldn't then either."

"It doesn't matter what Danny can or can't see because I don't like him like that." Elliot chuckled now as he leaned close to her and Sam felt panic well up in her chest. He was too close now, his breath hitting her face and Sam could feel fear take over as she shoved him back before taking off. Her parents had been outside when she had rushed past them like the dogs from Hell were after her. They had been so upset and embarrassed when they had seen what she had done. Sam had locked herself in the car for almost an hour before her parents even got in the car.

When they had gotten in it had been like most times as her mother berated her, the tone of irritation on the edge as it was every time Sam did something to put the limelight on them. They didn't like being in the limelight when it came to her. They would just as soon forget she was their child. Sam had known that but at the same time she was sure they cared even when they did something stupid like put a restraining order on Danny or set her up with one of their good friends' children. As they pulled out something changed...

Her father told her mother to shut up and be real. Her parents had never told each other to shut up and then it was her mother who responded.

"Tell her that she's the reason you had to marry me?! Is that it? Fuck off!" Sam had fallen back in her seat.

"Mom! Dad!" she cried out. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" Her mother had turned to her as Thurston made another turn. Sirens were heard, but her father failed to hear it as he spoke up.

"You. That's what's wrong. You." Sam opened her mouth in shock. "You are a pis-"

CRASH!

Sam felt the world shake and shudder, but all she could see was her father and mother be thrown around like rag dolls as she fell forward and then back as her seatbelt locked. She could only think one thing at that moment...No! But as the car stopped moving her parents began again. It was almost as if they couldn't see the wreckage.

"See, you can't even drink and drive for fucks sake!" came the sound of her mother, the tone a new one to the Goth.

"As if you could do better!" Thurston screamed. "No. You only drink and fuck!" A gasp was heard from her mother.

"It's because you're fucking sterile you mother fucker!" The Goth watched in shock as the lights from the other car grew smaller before a squeal of tires was heard from her left. Sam had been the only one to buckle up, the dress she was wearing stained with blood as more trickled down her face and onto the puddle on her right leg. She opened her mouth to scream...

~Dream~

Sam shot forward, her eyes opening as the ground came rushing at her, but before she had even gotten close to ground she found herself looking into black. Looking up she found herself looking into Danny's green eyes.

"You okay?" he questioned as he set her down. Behind him Dan appeared, his own green eyes looking into hers and she could see her death from the other dimension. It was like she had lived it even though she hadn't even been there. Nodding she looked back to Danny who had asked the question. "Sam, I didn't see things that I should have, but I never meant to hurt you."

"I know Danny, I understand that you are like most men and think with the wrong head." Dan nearly choked on her words. He had known her only as a teen so he wouldn't have known her to use foul language. "I forgave you a long time ago, not that I could hold a grudge against you no matter what." She sat down on the grass as felt her eyes water.

"Sam, can't you trust me?" Danny questioned as he crouched down to her and Sam looked at him, her amethyst gaze almost white now as she looked to him and Dan hissed about the veil of death. Sam was close to the edge. She knew she trusted him, but she was so afraid because he had offered to help her before and then she had lost him again.

"I don't know," she said honestly. "I want to, but you've done it wrong before, this helping thing." He flinched. Yeah, he had failed in helping before, but this time he would do it right.

"Just give something, anything that you need to talk about. Something that makes you sad or depressed, angry even... Sam, just give me what makes you hurt." The Goth looked sceptical, her eyes moving toward the other Danny, his green eyes filled with something, something Sam couldn't tell from where she sat, though it looked like worry.

"The rape." Danny balked, sure he hadn't heard about this. His eyes flashed in warning now and Sam wondered as she had seen them do that before, but Danny blinked and his eyes reverted. De-transforming he sat before her, Dan still choosing to stand behind the younger halfa. "I know who did it, but at the time I couldn't place him because he left after we met him." She looked away for a moment. "I never wanted you to know because I was ashamed for what had happened. My parents told me that it was my fault for being out so late and I know you had told me not to so I felt like if you found out about it you would be upset."

"I am, but not at you. Yeah, it could be a moment to say I told you so, but I think you understand why I warned you all the time and you knew that if you asked me to go that I would have gone with you no matter how late." She turned to him, her eyes disbelieving. "Sam, if you had asked me to walk you to the ends of the Earth I would have." The Goth couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Danny, I don't think you meant it like that," she stated as she forced herself to her feet, but as Danny looked into her gaze he could see that she did as some of her original eye coloring peeked through the white. "The person who did it, I saw him again, the night my parents died." Danny's gaze narrowed. "It was Elliot."

"What?! That little scaredy cat?!"

"Yeah, but he was drunk and... so was I. I went outside to head home, though I knew I should have just called a cab. I stumbled a bit and he came out of nowhere..." She gulped. "He shoved me against the wall and I couldn't see straight as my head began to pound. The alcohol numbed the pain at that moment, but I was told later I was lucky because my skull was fine, not a mark. They did a check of my body and there were finger marks and other... markings on me. They found skin under my nails from my attacker, but they never could identify the person whose face it came from. It was male. My parents were more pissed than worried."

"I'm gonna kill him!"

"Too late," was all she said as she looked past them, past Dan at the clouds above them. She let out a dry chuckle. "He was the car that hit us."