Sorry it took so long writing this (not that anyone real cares because so far NO one's reviewed) but to any one out there who's actually reading thank you.

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom

Sam Manson

Sam looked warily at where Danny lay, he was breathing heavily. The corners of his mouth turned down into a frown. After a moment she turned her attention to Tucker who was sleeping heavily on a chair next to Danny's bed. Quietly surveyed Danny's room then turned back to her book. They had dragged a sleeping Danny Fenton, two blocks then up the stairs into his bedroom, ignoring the odd looks from his parents. Squinting her eyes she tried to focus on the word in her book. After trying for a couple minutes, she set the book down and sighed. She couldn't stop thinking about what had happened earlier that day.

She had never seen Danny so angry for almost no reason. He nearly beat Skulker into a pulp, not that, that was a bad thing. She looked over at Danny resting on the bed beside her. And she could have sworn that she say his eyes turn red... Her train of thought was interrupted by a snore.

"What time is it?" Tucker asked yawning.

"Almost twelve, he's been out since four" Tucker looked at his friend on the bed, then reached over, his hand hovering over Danny's shoulder as if unsure to wake him or not.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" shocked Tucker leaned back causing the chair he was sitting on to fall back.

"Tucker! What did you DO!?!?" Sam yelled. Danny was clutching his temples shrieking in pain.

"I didn't even TOUCH him!!" Sam rushed to Danny, who was rolling around wildly.

"Danny! Danny wake up!" Sam struggled to wake him up, Tucker joined at her side. "You have to WAKE UP!" Danny's stopped screaming and moving. His breathing slowed, as his eyes opened a crack.

"No, no...don't let him get me, I can't be him." Danny's voice was weak and forced. " Get the darkness A-WAY!" He sighed then whispered quietly, "I'm not evil..."

"Danny?" Tears threatened to fall down Sam's face, she hid it. "Danny' just rest you'll be okay." Danny smiled, and drifted back into unconsciousness.

Sam Manson and Tucker Foley

"Tucker did you find anything?"Sam asked her friend worriedly

"For the billionth time, NO!" Tucker yelled frustrated. He and Sam (well mostly him) had been scanning the web for anything on ghosts that might explain what's happening to Danny. So far... nothing. "There's nothing here on half ghosts, let alone half ghosts gone haywire!" Sam looked at him fiercely. Gosh she just won't admit that she loves him will she? He thought annoyed.

"Maybe we could ask one of the ghosts..." She said quietly.Tucker looked at her in disbelief.

"Are you kidding me?!" Then added sarcastically "Hi! I was hoping you would decide to help our friend, whom you are bent on destroying. He's very sick, why No he isn't here to protect us from you!" Sam threw a pillow at him, and hit her target square on the face.

"Look, I know that it would be risky but come on something's seriously wrong with Danny, and I wasn't planning on asking any ghost, just Frostbite. Besides" She turned around to face Tucker. " We're in a house FILLED with ghost fighting weapons!"

"Well... what about Danny? Who's going to be here to make sure he's okay?"

"Easy we can get Jazz to do it."

"And if she refuses?" A wicked smile curled across Sam's face.

"We just put this on the internet!" As she said this she pulled a picture out of her pocket. Tucker looked it over then laughed. It showed a picture of Jazz hugging Bearburt and giving him a kiss goodnight.

"How did you..."

"Duh... Danny, a kid that can fly and go invisible... me a person who can buy an expensive camera..."Tucker nodded

"Okay you got me, sure I'll go but mostly because I'm afraid you'll do that to me." He said pointing at the picture. A knowing smile crept onto Sam's face.

"What?"

"Oh nothing..." Then she flitted away, skipping (as much as a goth girl can skip) down the hall and into the basement.

After about an hour and lot's of blackmail...

"Okay we have the ecto-guns, the Fenton thermosthe Fenton peeler, and..." Sam looked at Tucker who wasn't paying attention, but was listening to music "a techno geek with no brain."she finished. They were in the Specter Speeder, which was hovering off the ground. She took out a map of the ghost zone, ignoring Tucker who was now dancing to the music. Finally after studying and re-studying the route she prepared to lift off. The Specter Speederwas now buzzing as if in anticipation. She turned to the ghost portal. "What the hell?!"

"Wait!!!"

"What are you doing here..."

Mwaha ha ha! This is what you get when you do not review... CLIFF HANGERS!! No seriously review and I will get the next chapter up. I would like to that these writers for some of my inspiration... (p.s. all of them are on my favorites list!)

dpluver, Aavi, SoulessAce, EmptyHeart, Funkatron, WithAnAngel, DannyFP, ElusiveVisionary, BlueLight98, DannyTimmygirl327, Misty Phantom, Chaos Dragon, DpantomHorse. Thanks for the great stories as well as the inspiration!