Chapter 2: Waking Up in Amity

A/N: This was originally a random one-shot, but due to overwhelming love (almost 200 views in one day!), I decided to pick up where I left off. Thanks to my awesome reviewers: Phantom Phanatic, xsugarxblossomx, magic stell, and DannySamLover20:) Sorry if I don't describe the after effects of roofies right, but I've never taken any myself…

Disclaimer: Why in the world would Danny Phantom have been canceled if I owned it? I don't own Lexus, Harry Potter, or Katy Perry's 'Waking Up in Vegas,' either.

(1st Person POV- Danny)

After tucking Sam in for an alcohol-induced sleep, I went back to Homecoming, feeling guiltier by the second. 'Sam wouldn't miss me in the state she's in,' I thought defensively. Besides, just spread a few rumors that Sam started throwing up after eating a wheat cracker with what she thought was dirt*.

After chattering lightly with Tucker, Star, Kwan, and Val (between those four, everyone in Amity Park will have heard my lie about Sam's whereabouts), I discreetly flew home to watch over Sam. After all, who knows how much booze she had to make her that loopy.

(1st Person POV- Paulina)

Dash, even while placing hot, passionate kisses down my neck, was too nosy for the good of anyone, especially me.

"What did you want the roofies for? You don't seem drugged," he murmured, slightly out of breath, but still sounding sexy in a way only he can manage.

"I drugged the Goth freak, stupid! Why would I drug myself?" I whined, and then went back to kissing him in a hastened frenzy, hoping he would drop the subject.

Of couse, no such luck.

"Why Sam? Wait, your not still into Phantom, are you?" he said, pulling out of my embrace like I was suddenly covered in cockroaches.

"No silly. I wish I was the Homecoming Queen. I haven't liked Phantom since he told everyone he's Fenton," I lied, hoping I wasn't acting too defensive.

Thankfully, he accepted my lame half-lie. We went back to making love as hot as before the interruption.

The truth is I like Danny a lot, but I also like Dash. He was my first when I wanted some ADHD medicine to stay up all night at a sleepover. But, if I ever told him about my feelings, he'd probably stop selling me the drugs and, even worse, stop sleeping with me.

(1st Person POV- Sam)

'Ugh, light,' I thought as I rolled over to avoid a Goth's natural enemy. Then it hit me. A combination of headaches, nausea, and thirstiness that can only be described in one word: Hangover. 'What the fudge? I didn't even drink last night!' I thought, exasperated. I opened my eyes, trying to summon enough willpower to go downstairs for some water, but seeing my loyal boyfriend

"Hey Sam, are you thirsty?" Danny asked tentatively.

"Yeah," I croaked. Danny handed her a cup of water.

"You gave me a nasty scare. I thought you had alcohol poisoning. I didn't even know the punch was spiked, even though I had some right before you went grinding on everyone and their brother…" Danny trailed.

"GRINDING! Daniel Austin Fenton**, you know very well I wouldn't grind anyone, especially not a guy I hardly know," I ranted, knowing very well from my headache that it was possible.

'Why don't I remember grinding?' I thought, 'the last thing I remember is Paulina talking crap to me, and then drinking the punch. Dang, it was good… what the heck?'

"Danny, I think my punch was spiked, but with something stronger than booze. All I had was one glass and I wasn't myself," I told Danny, after telling him about my last memories before the blank.

"Sam, I think I should take you to the hospital. A drug that could cause you to act crazy, then not remember it could be really dangerous. On the way, I'll call the police station to ask an officer meet us there," Danny suggested tentatively, probably hoping I wouldn't have another flip out again.

"That sounds like a great idea," I said in an uncharacteristically bright voice, hoping to ease my timid boyfriend. For a world famous super hero with ghost powers, dare I say it, but he can be a wimp.

"Mom, Dad, I'm going to meet Danny at the park. We'll be home before lunch," I yelled in the direction of my parent's room.

"Sure honey. Have fun," they chorused. It turned out they were happy when Danny and I started going out, not because they liked Danny, but they liked the fact that he's the famous Danny Phantom. Go figure.

We walked to the "Goth mobile," my black Lexus with different-sized purple skulls scattered on the hood. My hand was almost on the handle when an unpleasing thought came to me.

"Danny, the person that drugged me probably goes to Casper High. What if people start making fun of me? What if I get called a snitch? Loser I can handle, but…" I trailed off, breaking into a fountain of tears.

Danny, being the perfect boyfriend he always is, pulls me into a warm, but not too warm, embrace. Until the river calmed down into small stream, he babbled in a comforting tone, telling me that it would be all right and all that nonsense.

Eventually, he turned me around to look me dead in the eyes and said with conviction, "Sam, no matter what, I'll protect you. Whether it be from Phantom fan girls, ghosts, or bullies, I will be here for you." After his vow, he kissed my forehead and helped me to the car.

'Why was I acting so emotional?' I wondered. 'Could it be a side effect from this mysterious drug?' Knowing I won't get the answer until we make it to the hospital, I shrugged and turned up the radio.

Author's Notes:

* It was salami. It was really dark in the gym, okay?

**I have no idea what Danny's real middle name is (maybe James? No, that's Harry Potter…) so I decided to use el nombre de mi enamoramiento. Please comment if you know Danny's real middle name and I'll change it.

Also, I love and welcome any and all reviews. Do you like the Dash and Paulina subplot, or should I stick to the classic Danny and Sam?