Here it is! Sorry this took so long! I kept rewriting a few parts over, and over. I hope it's to your liking! I do NOT own Danny Phantom or its characters.

Sam's POV.

Well that was an eventful morning. I wish Danny didn't have to work today. I kept my eyes on my feet as I walked up the steps of Casper High, and started dragging my feet across the concrete. I walked over to my locker. I've gotten used to being two years behind in school, but I hate it! During school, I don't get to see Danny until lunch! I sighed. I guess Danny and Tuck will be graduating next year.

I looked up and saw Mr. Lancer waiting outside of the teachers' lounge, pacing back and forth. "Ah, there you are, Miss Manson. Would you mind coming over here for a moment?" I nodded, and closed my locker. I looked down at my silver, diamond ring. Should I tell anyone? Of course not! It isn't anyone's business except mine and Danny's. I put my hands in my pockets, and walked over to Mr. Lancer. "Yes, Mr. Lancer?" Honestly, Mr. Lancer looked scared out of his wits. "Miss Manson, I'm afraid there aren't going to be any classes to day. Every student is to meet in the gymnasium immediately. Where is Mr. Fenton?" Lancer looked around the hallway. "Danny said he had to work today, so he just dropped me off here. Why is everyone supposed to go to the gym?" Mr. Lancer started walking, then stopped. "Just get to the gymnasium. I will explain when I get there. But right now, I need to find Miss Grey."

I walked down the hall, and into the gym. Everyone was dead silent, except Paulina and Kwan. "I heard he shot at a guy." I saw Paulina punch Kwan's shoulder. "Don't you say that! What if he comes after me?" I continued walking, until I found an empty seat. I took my hands out of my pockets, and sat down. I sat there for a good fifteen minutes, and I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jumped, and stood. "Hi, Sam." I turned around and saw Valarie. My heart rate slowly went back to normal, and I caught my breath.

"Oh. Hey, Valarie. You don't know why we're here do you?" She shook her head. "No. You haven't seen Dash, have you?" I nodded, and used my left hand to point to my right. Valarie grabbed my hand. "Danny proposed? Really? Isn't it a little soon for that?" I pulled my hand away, and put it back in my pocket. "Not so loud!" I saw Lancer come in through the side door. "Hey, you better find a seat, Lancer's here." Valarie nodded and walked passed me, over to where Dash, Kwan, and Paulina were sitting. I sat back in my seat. Mr. Lancer stood at the microphone, and began to speak. "Attention, students. Today there will be no classes, for anyone. I have been advised to lock the school doors, and keep all students in this room until further notice. I want everyone to find a partner. Whatever you do, do not let your partner out of your sight."

I looked around, and found Tucker and Danielle two rows behind me. "Tuck! Come here!" He jumped over a few people, and ran towards me. "Hey, Sam. You want me to be your partner, don't you?" I nodded. Tuck took a seat to my left. Lancer continued to talk. "Are there any questions?" I raised my hand. "You have a question, Miss Manson?" I stood up. "Yeah, I have a question. What the hell happened, and why are we all locked in the gymnasium?" Mr. Lancer cleared his throat. "Well, it seems that a murderer has been 'hanging out' around our small town. That is why you need a partner. If anyone needs to leave this room for any reason, your partner is going with you."

"Mr. Lancer, couldn't I just go home? I'm sure I won't be murdered if I take a different route." I just really don't feel like staying here. I want to just go home, and sleep. "Miss Manson, it is extremely dangerous for you to go anywhere. You should stay here. However, I have no legal right to keep you here against your will. If you must go, I just ask that you call Mr. Foley, or Miss Fenton when you get there." I nodded and started to walk back to the gym doors. "Mr. Foley, Miss Fenton, walk Miss Manson to the front doors." We reached the doors, and Danielle phased us through. I looked down at my feet. "You know, I could fly you home, Sam." I looked over to Danielle, as we continued through the halls. "No, I can walk."

We reached the front doors, and we were phased through. "I'll see you guys later though." Tuck grabbed my hand before I could go any further. "Before you go, I want you to tell me what you think of this." The techno-geek lead me and Danielle over to an outdoor table.

I checked the time on my cell phone. Its only 9:47? "Tuck, I want to get home. What do you want us to see?" He pulled out a small box and opened it. Inside of it was a ring. The small gold band was the same as mine, except for the colour. Where mine held a diamond, this one held a turquoise coloured stone. The only differences between my ring and this ring, were the colours. Danielle squealed. "You're gonna ask Jazz to marry you?" I couldn't take my eyes off the ring. "Wow, Tuck. I can't believe you're that brave." I looked back up to him. "I don't know why she would want to marry a techno-geek." Tuck shot a glare at me. I shook my head. "Wow, you really are brave. I'm just kidding, you know that! Jazz will love it." I smile for what felt like the hundredth time that morning.

I stretched my arms, and sighed. "I better get going. I'll text you guys later." Danielle and Tuck waved, and spoke at the same time. "Bye, Sam." I watched the ground as I walked home. Mine and Danny's home. I smiled at the thought. I kicked at the small pebbles on the sidewalk. I tripped, and landed on my knees. "Damn, that hurt!" As I stood back up, I felt warm liquid pouring from my knee. I looked at my jeans, and saw blood soaking through. I continued my walk home, now limping.

I saw Danny on the other side of the street, walking in the same direction as me. "Danny!" He turned around and started running toward me. Judging by the look on his face, he must have realised I was hurt. "Sam! Sam, are you okay? What happened?" As soon as he got over to me, I fell against him. "I'm fine. I just tripped, and scrapped my knee. Why aren't you at work?" I pulled away slightly, and allowed him to pick me up. He phased to Phantom, and began to fly back home. "I suppose you've heard about the murderer that's hanging around town?" I nodded. "Well, my boss thought it was too much. For me to work, and worry about you." Danny phased us into the house, and into his room. Our room. He put me on the edge of the bed, and phased back to Fenton.

"Sam, I'm gonna need you to go and change. I need to see your wound." I nodded, but then a thought occurred to me. "I don't have any clothes, remember?" He smiled, and scratched the back of his head. "Well, I actually sent Jazz to pick up some clothes for you." I looked up. "You got Jazz to buy me clothes?" Danny nodded. "How bad are they?" Danny shrugged, and sat down beside me. "Don't worry. I told her not to get anything that isn't purple, black, or blue." I smiled at him. "Thanks, Danny." "Your clothes are in the dresser beside the closet. Call me when you're done changing." He kissed my cheek, and phased through the floor.

I got up, and walked over to the dresser. Please, don't be anything girly. I held my breath, and opened the top drawer. In it were a few long sleeve shirts. I closed it even though its cold, it's too warm for those. I opened the second drawer. In it there were a few t-shirts. I grabbed a purple top, and threw it on the bed. I closed the drawer, and opened the next one. I saw a few skirts and a few pairs of leggings in this one. I'll have to remember to thank Jazz for this. I grabbed a purple skirt, and a pair of black leggings. It's a good thing Jazz is the same size as me. I finished getting dressed, except for the leggings. I threw the clothes I borrowed from Jazz, in the laundry basket.

"Okay, Danny! I'm changed!" I looked down, at my knee. The blood was still running from the wound, and down my leg. Danny phased back into the room, with a first aid kit. He handed me the first aid kit. "Could you hold this for a second? I just need to bring a chair over." I nodded, and watched Danny pull his computer chair over to the side of the bed. He sat down, and I handed the kit back to him. "You might want to brace yourself, this is gonna sting." He soaked a cotton ball in peroxide, and brought it closer to my knee. I shut my eyes just as it touched my wound. "Ouch! Damn that hurts!" It felt like I got shot in the knee. I opened my eyes. Danny gave me an apologetic look. "Sorry, Sam."

Danny began to wipe the rest of the blood away, and I noticed why it hurt so bad. I had a 5 inch long gash, starting at my knee. "Err, Sam. You're going to need stitches." I folded my arms. "I am not going to a hospital." Danny sighed. "What, would you rather use super glue?" I nodded. "Fine. Hold still, and close your eyes." I did as I was told. I felt a sting on the gash, followed by a few pinches. "Okay, open your eyes." I opened one eye, then the other. I looked down at my leg. "You gave me stitches? What the hell!" Danny smirked. "Better than any doctor could." I gave him a death glare. "What? I don't have super glue."

I sighed and put my head down. I lifted my hand, and stared at my ring. "Sam, are you okay?" I shook my head. "I don't know. Valarie found out today, and she probably told everyone about it by now." Danny frowned. "She wouldn't do that. I don't care if anyone finds out. Why don't you want anyone to know you're going to be my wife?" I sighed. "I'm going to be married to the guy that saved the world from the disasteroid. That's a lot of pressure being put on me." I looked at Danny. He held my left hand, and smiled. "Don't worry, it won't be so bad." I smiled. "I guess you're right. Nothing to worry about, right?" Danny dropped my hand and looked down. "Danny? Is there something you aren't telling me?" He sighed. "There's no hiding anything from you, is there? It's that murderer that's been hanging around town." I frowned. "What about him?" Danny remained silent. "Danny?" "I know who he is." I grabbed his hand. "Who is it?" Danny hesitated for a minute. "Danny, who is it?" Danny sighed. "It's Vlad."

A/N: I AM a horrible person! What have I done?