So I decided to attempt another chapter today (:

I decided that Danny's point of view was getting a bit...old. Plus, some of you guys have been wanting to know what Tucker and Sam were feeling through this whole thing, so I decided to take a stab at Tucker's point of view in this chapter.

I don't know why it's in first person...it just happened like that.

Sorry that he cusses so much. I don't know why I did that...it just seemed right.

(This is totally off-topic, but...) To the anonymous reviewer who pointed out that I'm afraid of needles, but I have a needle in my mouth in my profile picture...I'm afraid of needles that puncture me. If they're just chillin' or trying to help me break out of my house (like the one in my profile picture) I'm cool with them (:

Anyways.

Chapter five!

I don't own Danny Phantom...d;alskdgh;aslkdfj

Missing

Chapter Five: Fallen Protector

August 8, 2011

It wasn't exactly easy, watching my best friend get attacked on my behalf like that. Nevermind the fact that she has a third degree black belt and could kick my ass blindfolded with both arms tied behind her back, she's still a small 16-year-old girl. And when I say small, I mean tiny.

But sitting there in her car, helplessly watching as she fought off dozens of wolfbear...things, I couldn't help but wonder how we were gonna get out of this one. I mean, Danny's not around to save our asses this time.

But damn. Sam was doing a pretty good job herself. I can see why Danny likes her so much; if I didn't know him or his monumental crush on her, I definitely would have asked her out by now. Multiple times. But I do know him. And his jealousy.

Yikes.

Oh shit! She almost got hit. One of those things was sneaking up behind her...but she saw it. Good, good. Maybe we will make it out of this...

Or not.

"SAM!" Her body was soaring toward the car, flying through the air at an unnaturally fast speed. She crashed through the windshield; I felt bits of glass shred my face. Ow.

Oh my God, she's not moving. Danny's gonna kill me if she's dead. Holy mother of God. I'm a dead man. I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die...

"Not if you do exactly as I say," Whoa, was I saying that out loud? I pulled Sam against my chest, remembering the vow I had given to Danny about protecting her when he wasn't around. But boy, if anyone needed protecting right now, it was me. "I will call them off if you come with me." Who the hell was this guy? And more importantly, where was he going to take us? Sam was barely moving; she shrugged and pointed out the open door toward the source of the voice.

What, you think I was just gonna sit there while Sam bled to death in my arms, waiting for wolfbears to eat us? Um, no. I picked Sam up and followed him, hoping that whatever he had in store for us was better than being eaten alive.

It definitely wasn't.

"Vlad?" I could barely believe the old fruitloop was standing at the side of the road, smug smile on his face as usual. "What the hell is your problem? You set those things on us?"

"Indeed." He said it as if we were discussing which football team had one last year's super bowl.

"Those things nearly killed us! Sam's seriously hurt because of those things!" Her head was leaking a substantial amount of blood, which was trickling down her neck and staining her clothes. That can't be good.

"Indeed." Asshole. He could have at least said something other than 'indeed.'

"Vlad, she needs medical attention, now." I was starting to get seriously worried; I'd never seen anyone so injured before. Not even Danny after his run-ins with Skulker. Plus, Sam doesn't get hurt. Sam hurts other people. I was scared.

Mostly because if Sam died, Danny would murder me. And Vlad. And anyone else who was within a three mile radius of him when he found out.

Crap.

"Come with me." He lead me to his little RV thing and shoved me in. I half-landed on Sam, which made her groan in pain really loudly.

"Sorry, sorry..." I murmured, rolling off of her. I cradled her in my arms, trying hard not to think about how jealous Danny would be if he could see us right now. But nevermind Danny, who was asleep at that point anyways. I was just worried about keeping Sam comfortable.

Vlad got in the driver's seat, glancing over at us with a smirk on his face. God, I wanted to punch him.

We drove for hours, it felt like. Sam had officially passed out within ten minutes, which made the time drag on forever. I kept trying to get her to wake up, but as long as her heart was beating and she was still breathing, I was okay.

Mostly.

I know it's kind of selfish, but...Sam's usually the one who protects me when stuff like this happens. It makes me feel like a pansy sometimes, yeah. But when you see Sam get into action...damn. Sometimes I think she could probably take Danny out. Even with him using his ghost powers. She's that strong. But with her completely passed out in my arms with a crazed lunatic driving us God-knows-where, I was scared shitless. What the hell was I going to do? I could barely protect myself, let alone a completely defenseless Sam.

Oh, why did I ever make that promise to Danny?

When we got out of the car, we were parked in front of his stupid mansion. Of course. He dragged me in by the scruff of my shirt; I struggled to hold on to Sam. Her head was lolling around on my arm, making me feel even more uncomfortable than I would have otherwise. He lead us down to his lab and pushed me down. I landed on my ass. Mother of God, when Danny gets here, I hope he rips this guy limb from limb.

"Daniel will not find you this time, Mr. Foley." He said it so matter-of-factly, like he was telling me the weather prediction for tomorrow. Partly sunny with a 100% chance of I'm-gonna-kick-your-ass.

"Danny'll find us. He'll figure out it was you, and he'll save us." I growled. Vlad just glowered at me from the other side of the room, before turning on his heel and sweeping up the stairs. I heard the door slam and lock.

Great.

"Sam?" I gently laid her back on the cool metal floor. She did not respond. "Sam, can you hear me?"

"Mmmph," She groaned feebly, her eyelids fluttering open ever-so-slightly.

"Sam, it's me, Tuck." I whispered. I scanned the room and spotted two lab coats over by the staircase. I ran over to them, grabbed them, and brought it back to her. I shoved one under her head to act as a cushion. I tore the other one in half; I used half to mop the blood off of her face, and the other to bandage the large gash across the side of her head. "Is that better?"

She nodded slightly, her eyes fluttering open to give me a grateful gaze. She raised a shaking hand to grab mine; I returned her pressure lightly. I was relieved to say the least; Sam's like my sister, and for a second I thought...I thought the worst. I shuddered. I couldn't think about that.

"I think we're gonna be here for a while," I said softly. She closed her eyes and sighed. "At least, until Danny finds us."

"D-Do you think he'll find us?" She whispered, squeezing her eyes shut.

"I'm positive he will. But until then, I promise you I will do everything I can to keep you safe." I meant it, really. I was earnest, and she saw that in my eyes. I think that honesty is what helped her fall asleep curled into my side that night.

Of course, I barely slept. I had no idea if what I'd said was right or not. Hell, I wasn't even sure if I could protect her. Which is just pitiful. She was always strong, always ready to defend me when I needed her. And now she was more weak and delicate than I'd ever seen her, and I couldn't even make an honest promise to defend her.

The only thing that got me through the night was imagining Jazz's smile in the darkness.

So that's the end of chapter five.

Chapter six will be in Sam's POV and idk if it'll be first person or not.

Heh. We'll see.

I hope you enjoyed it!

You should review and let me know. Especially if you liked this POV. 'Cause if you liked it, I could write more like it (:

- Tori