Danny groggily rubs his eyes, trying to wipe the sleep from his mind. His vision was hazy, and at first he was confused on why he was sleeping on the floor, but then everything from the past night had come running back. "Sam.." He thought out loud. Suddenly, he wasn't so sleepy anymore. He nearly bolted up, looking down, seeing he slept in his jeans and t-shirt, again. He sighed, ripping the blanket off himself and standing up. He thought about getting Sam up, but with her black hair making a perfect, mess halo around her sleeping face, Danny just decided to let her sleep while he hopped in the shower. He quickly showered, doing a hasty job of towel drying his hair, it flopping in it's usually messy-do anyways.

"Sam, you want some breakfast?" He asked, lightly shaking her shoulder. Sam groaned and rolled over, pulling the blanket up farther over her head. Danny laughed. "Come on sleepy, we got a morning appointment with a tofu sandwich in our future." He joked, although he seriously hasn't told her about meeting Tucker.

"Only if you buy." She muttered from underneath the blanket.

"Yeah yeah. Come on, let's beat it." He laughs, seeing Sam pull off the covers with all due haste. Her violet eyes were red and rubbed with sleep, but her black hair was messy and un-brushed, sticking up in all directions, beautiful. His cheeks reddened at the thought, but Sam didn't notice, she was to busy digging through her bag for a brush and clean clothes.

"Hey Sam, I need to see something." Danny said warily. Sam froze.

"See what?" She asked, all of her limbs seeming to stiffen at once.

"Can I see where that test tube hit you?" He asked, it was a stretch, but he could at least try. Sam's jaw locked, her arms felt like a thousand ants were crawling up them at lightening speed, making her hairs stand on end, he wouldn't be able to see it without... sneaky bastard. Sam swallowed.

"After.. um, this morning, whatever we're doing, okay? I don't want to make us late." She said with a quick excuse. It wasn't much, but something to switch the conversation to. "What are we doing this morning anyways?" She asks, running a brush through her hair easily, the bed head slowly disappearing with every stroke.

"Meeting Tuck at the Nasty Burger, to talk." Danny shrugged, but the ant feeling came back.

"To talk about... the thing?" She asked. She didn't want to say it out loud, like the word cutting was cursed.

"Sam, he deserves to know. He our best friend." Danny said, trying to reason with her. All Sam could think about was how Tucker and Danny were both going to treat her now, like a glass vial, fragile, and can't stand alone. She hated he mere thought, but she agreed with Danny, no matter how much she hated it.

"I'm not doing all the talking." She said, barely above a whisper. She could see Danny nod out of the corner of her eye, and left the conversation at that. Sam managed to change into the Danny's same hoodie she had worn the other night, but different jeans and neat hair. Nothing to extraordinary for a not so extraordinary day, but of course it would be life changing for Tucker, and Danny... and her. A bit much to digest.

"Ready?" Danny asked, opening the door for her. They walked downstairs and looked at the clock on the way out; 11:48, they must of slept in.

"Where are your parents by the way?" Sam asked, walking outside of Fenton Works with Danny.

"Jazz convinced them to take her on a surprise Harvard and Yale college campus touring road trip. Luckily I was not dragged in." He smirked, starting down the street for the 6 minute walk to the Nasty Burger, they'd be a touch early. Sam just nodded, keeping pace. The silence between them two was not often, but it seemed to be more often for the past few nights. The silence was broken by a voice with an accent, and a slightly high-pitched man's voice. Paulina, Dash. This outta be good. Sam turned around, seeing the two walking the same direction Danny and Sam were.

"Oh great." Sam muttered, not having the patience to deal with her bully right now. "Danny, here." She said, ducking behind a dumpster before Paulina and Dash laid eyes on them.

"Was that the goth freak and her loser friend?" Paulina asked innocently as she walked by the dumpster with Dash, Sam and Danny unnoticed. Sam could see Danny's fists tighten, but was glad her kept his mouth shut and stayed hidden.

"You mean Manson the freak and Fen-turd?" Dash asked, their voices fading as the made a turn opposite of the Nasty burger.

"What was that all about?" Danny asked, getting up and giving Sam a hand, which she took to get off the dirty concrete floor.

"Didn't feel like dealing with them again." She shrugged.

"What do you mean by dealing with them? Sam if they-" Danny said, his hands making fists once again.

"Relax. I can deal with them." Sam says, giving him a reassuring smile, which he didn;t return, just looking down the street where Paulina and Dash had disappeared.

"Ok, but just know-"

"Yeah yeah I know." Sam said,starting their walk again.

"Come on, you know Tucker's not one with patience." Danny joked, seeing the Nasty Burger in sight now.

BOO. I'm back from the dead with a splitting headache. Probably 'cause I write these at midnight, but oh well. AND IM SORRY. I DIDNT UPDATE EASTER CAUSE YEAH EASTER, AND YESTERDAY I HAD A 4 HOUR SOFTBALL PRACTICE AND TODAY I HAD A GAME DO I HAD TO FIT THIS IN AHHH I FEEL TERRIBLE. But yes have some normal D and S dialogue before it gets to the good stuff. Mainly filler, but nice to read once in a while, plus over protective danny yesss.

Any ways, enjoy my darlings and please please please please plase please please (did i say please enough) review!

-Savii