She hadn't gotten any worse, but she also hadn't gotten any better. Sam was still out like a light, she was still dead to the world around her. It was heartbreaking to see Sam, my Sam, the girl who never gave up and never took no for an answer, lying in that hospital bed and looking so fragile when I knew just how damn strong she really was.

It was worse knowing that it was my inability to do my job that put her there. Worse still that I was the clueless idiot that didn't realize how I really felt until it felt like she was slowly slipping away from me.

Good god, I'm going crazy.

OoO (line break)

Ninth grade, joy. A new school and a new sea of people I don't know. Absolutely lovely. On the bright side, I have English with Danny so I'm not alone in all my classes anymore. The bad part is that he was almost instantly picked out as a loser and the pair of us picked out as lovebirds. Maybe I'll admit to having feelings for him, but there is no way he'll ever feel the same way for me, not if he's still chasing after shallow bitches like Paulina.

He does realize he doesn't stand a chance with her, right?

The year start off pretty boring: Danny getting bullied, me being called his girlfriend, and Tucker under the insane impression that he's better at catching girls than he really is. It's all boring and predictable.

Then, two months into school, the accident happened and everything changed.

Suddenly, we weren't just the local trio of losers. Well, to the public eye we are, but we know we're so much more. Maybe we were the ones responsible for the appearance of the ghosts (probably Danny and I more so than Tucker, but he didn't exactly fight Danny going into the portal), but we are also the ones keeping these damn ghosts from taking over.

It is awkward at first, between trying to figure out how the hell to help Danny get his powers under control, keeping him positive about who he is now, and not failing, but I'm hell bent on doing it and so are the boys.

Maybe this whole thing is bigger than what we're really ready to handle, but a good challenge never hurt anyone.

Though, I suppose it is only fair to concede that in this case, that challenge could easily kill. My days of taking a challenge just for the hell of it are over; that just isn't a risk any of us can afford to take anymore.

Reliving all those old fights, from the first encounter with the ectopusses to the latest of Vlad's evil schemes, shows how hard we've worked to make this happen and what we've managed to accomplish because of it.

That's when I realize something: my memories are receding and I'm not being drawn into a new strand of them

OoO

The room was dark as she finally came to, her mind slowly realized it was night.

No one was there to hear her as she finally reawoke from her stay within the confines of her mind. No one was there to hear her call out in a weak voice, hoping someone would tell her what the hell was going on. Somewhere in the back of her mind, it registered that it was the middle of the night and that was likely why there was no one around. Then it occurred to her that a nurse should be nearby at all hours of the night, especially considering the type of care her parents were due to be paying for.

She called out again and noticed how easy it was to tell her voice had remained unused for quite a while. This time, a nurse was at her side within seconds. Sam's parents appeared a few minutes later. Then, the Fentons and finally, after phasing through both walls and floors in order to reach her fastest, Danny appeared.

His face lit up in a smile that drowned out her worry of him using his powers so freely in front of spectators. Sam was sure there was something she missed that kept him from caring whether people knew or not. She was about to question him when he suddenly grabbed her up in a bone crushing hug.

"I am so sorry." She knew he was blaming himself for something that wasn't his fault. She was the one that wasn't paying enough attention to the fight, not him. Hell, had he not been paying attention, she'd probably be dead right now.

She wanted to tell him these things, but her voice wouldn't work between disuse and the deathgrip Danny held on her frail body.

Danny took in a deep breath, as if convincing himself to do something before he finally opened his mouth to speak.

"I'm never letting you out of my sight in a fight again. Life is hell without you and...And I... Damn it, I love you, Sam." He muttered the next bit while Sam tried to figure out what to say. She knew exactly how she felt, but she still needed to find her words. "Please don't ever leave me again."

AN(ish):Hi guys. Asa's computer broke, so she had me help her upload this.
I'm Fish. If any of you read Blood Roses or Ghostly Games, you'll know me. I'm Asa's cousin, and I beta for her some of the time. Not on this, but on some of her other stories.
Rather pointless introduction, but if my cousin doesn't fix her computer soon, I'll be uploading more things for her.

Anyways... I'm sure you guys want your actual author note from Asa. Here you go. She doesn't know I put my bit here. Let's see if she finds it. ;P

AN: So...my computer is rebelling again and has another virus. You can all thank Fish, A.K.A Ratlah, for this update...she is the only reason I was able to get this out. Seriously, she had to update for me...

Anyways, comments and feedback are as welcome as always!

~Invisible One