Danny let the phone continue ringing, then on the third ring and annoyed tone picked up.

"Hello?"

"Tuck, look. I gotta talk to you, but... in person, with Sam. Can you meet us at the Nasty Burger for lunch tomorrow around noon?" He asked, this wasn't the kind of thing to say over the phone, and he needed to talk to Sam first.

"Yeah man, sure. What's going on" The voice asked on the other end of the line.

"I really can't explain over the phone, just... I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?" Danny said, hearing Sam come back from grabbing clothes.

"Ok man, see ya then." Tucker said. Danny closed his phone and walked over to where Sam was. She was sat on her bed, stuffing a shirt or two into a bag with sweatshirts and jeans.

"Ready?" He asked, holding out his hand with a small smile. Sam checked her bag and nodded, grabbing his hand as she stood up. He turned intangible and flew them out of her bedroom, and over the city of Amity Park, this time, him holding her bridal style, which was probably a little less scary then holding her just by her waist and hand. They flew in silence, making loops around the fountain, Danny occasionally making a detour to fly over a lake, splash his finger through some water, easy up the tension a little, hoping to make Sam smile for real, but it seemed impossible at the moment.

He finally gives up, and flies directly over to Fenton Works, and into his room in only a few minutes. He carefully puts Sam down, changing back into Danny Fenton.

"Sam?" He asks, looking down at her (that's a first). She looks back at him, but with nothing in her eyes, no emotion, nothing. Empty. It killed a piece of his heart, it absolutely killed him. "Can we talk for a minute?" He asks, sitting down on the bed, and motioning for her to do the same.

"Do I have a choice?" She asks with a smirk.

"Uh, no." He says with a smile, seeing her reluctantly sit down.

"I have a couple questions."

"I have a couple of answers." She says. He smiles, a little, knowing that she was only in a good mood so that he wouldn't push it and ask, but he didn't stop. He needed to know.

"How long?" He chokes out, confused by the sudden emotion trickling in his voice. He couldn't help him, this killed him. This made him feel.. he couldn't describe it, that much agony. Sam looks down at her covered wrists.

"4 months, 2 weeks, and 3 days." She replies slowly, as if each word pained her. Danny felt tears spring to his eyes. Over 4 months, how could be not notice. Sam had been living in her own personal hell for 4 months. He was such an idiot, so stupid... so stupid.

Against all odds, he managed to choke out one more question.

"Why?" Sam didn't reply at first, feeling her own emotion crawl into her throat. She didn't want to say it, but.. she had to. She couldn't lie about it anymore.

"Guilt, and life. I just.. couldn't find a way to cope, so I.. turned to this." She said.

"What are you guilty of?" He asked, forgetting about it being awkward and grabbed her hand. He knew this was hard for her, but this was hard for him to, and he needed her support, as much as she needed his.

"I ruined your life Danny. I.. I made you go through that ghost portal, and now.. I just can't shake it, always the guilt, always the voice, reminding me." She said, choking up, holding back sobs.

"Sam.." Was all her could say, before bringing her into the biggest hug he could, burying his chin into the back of her shoulder, shutting his eyes as tight as possible, not letting tears through, He could feel her wall, break, sobs racking her body. He could hear 'I'm sorry' come out of her mouth multiple times, but couldn't open his open, it was glued shut. All he could hear was his heartbeat in his ears, blocking out everything except for Sam.

"I'm sorry Sam, I'm sorry I let this happen to you!" He cried into her shoulder. This wasn't very Danny-like, but he was crumbling, he had to help, and this wasn't helping, Sam hugged tighter, and Danny was pretty sure he was cutting off all blood flow in her from how tight he was holding on, he just didn't want to let her go, he didn't want to ever leave her alone again. He pulled back, after a couple more minutes of silently holding each other. He saw her tears, and did the cheesy thing with wiping them away with his thumb, even though her had his own.

"Please. Please talk to me next time. I can make the bad thoughts go away." He said with a smile, but Sam didn't look up at him, just nodded her head. "Ready to go to bed?" He asks, he knew he was tired, and Sam probably was too. She nodded. "I'll take the floor."He decided.

"No, it's okay, I can take the floor." She said, that was the first thing she's said in a while.

"I've got it, you take the bed, alright?" He said, using his pleading voice. Worked every time, and this time was no exception. Sam just nodded. tossing him his pillow and using the other one on the bed. Danny smirked, grabbing a blanket off the foot of the bed and Sam using the one of the bed. He curled up in the chilly room, his back against the bed, but facing the window and door. Natural safety he guesses. He didn't want to, but his eyes eventually close, and sleep takes over him.

PLEASE DONT THROW PITCH FORKS IM SO SORRY. I FEEL LIKE THE BIGGEST PIECE OF SHIT EVER IM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING IN A FEW DAYS IVE BEEN SO BUSY AND SO TIRED BUT BOO YAH ANOTHER CHAPTER. IM STILL TYPING IN CAPS, I DONT KNOW WHY. Ok, but yes, im so so sorry BUT LOOK SUPER EMOTIONAL CHAPTER WITH LOTS OF TEARS, INCLUDING MY OWN. ANd I wanted to thank all of yall for over 1000 views. Damn, and 20 reviews! Double damn! BUT YES PLEASE PLEASE AS ALWAYS REVIEW. And thanks for the constructive criticism, I really, really like that, it helps me write. (and im sorry this is so short its 1:26 am oops). Yes but please review darling, and next chapter should be up tomorrowish:)

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