ATTENTION: I edited Chapter 2 to include a small description of Sam, so you should probably go back and read that if you started reading before 8/5/2012 because I changed her appearance from the way it was in the show. It's only a brief paragraph, but it'll be important.

DISCLAIMER: If you find a person unconscious, you should take them to the hospital. Both Sam and Tucker are being extremely irresponsible, but they're not thinking straight so we'll forgive them.

It was decided; Samantha would figure out what to do with Danny on her own. Unfortunately, this decision left her with another decision: What was she going to do with him? She couldn't take him home with her; her parents would freak out, and it would defeat the purpose of running away in the first place. She couldn't take him home; she had no idea where he lived, and she didn't like the idea of meeting his father. She didn't have any friends, and neither did Danny, unless you counted the kid whose name he couldn't remember… actually, now that Samantha thought about it, she thought he looked familiar. His face had rung a bell when she was in Danny's mind (the best explanation she could come up with at the moment; it was just like in this one book she read about telepaths…), but so had the faces of Danny's father and sister. Now, she could have sworn she'd seen that face before… it was hard to think because every time she tried to retrieve the memory, her memory of Danny's memories kept coming up instead. He was… smiling… shaking someone's hand… at… an awards ceremony…? He was at the awards ceremony her parents had hosted last week! He'd won some kind of math competition… Her parents had made her fill out invitation envelopes. She remembered his name because she'd thought it funny that he lived on Oak Drive when his last name was Foliage. No, wait, his last name was Foley, and he lived on Aged Oak Drive! 443 Aged Oak Drive.

Which, she still had no idea where it was. She walked out of the alley and back onto a sidewalk, there was a bus stop nearby, and a map. There was even a lovely "You Are Here" sticker; her luck today was unstoppable! Feeling extremely confident, she read through the road names, until she found Aged Oak Drive; it happened to be the next road over. Going back into the alley, she pulled the still unconscious boy's arm up, over her shoulder, and slung him onto her back, as she began walking in the direction that should lead her to Mr. Foley's house.

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The good news was that Danny was no taller than Samantha, and maybe even a half-inch shorter, as well as fairly skinny, and Samantha was pretty strong for her age. The bad news was that there wasn't a 443 Aged Oak Drive. The street was lined with apartment buildings, but number 443 had a large "FOR SALE" sign, and through the window she could see that the lobby was already cleared out, all furniture removed, and none of the call buttons said "Foley". She must have remembered wrong, made some kind of mistake, but she had no way of fixing it. Maybe she should call the police…

"Oh my god, what happened?!" a tall, young boy, with dark skin and a round face, wearing glasses, a red beret, and a look of utmost concern ran up to her. She instantly recognized him as the boy she was trying to find, but how would she explain that she knew who he was from reading Danny's mind?

"Uh, I'm not sure… he… just kind of collapsed… "Thinking quickly, she had an idea "He's my friend, he was trying to find… Some-One Foley… Do you know where he lives?"

"Um, I'm Tucker Foley…. I don't know why he was trying to find me… here" Tucker pulled Danny's other hand over his head and took some of the weight off Samantha. "I guess we should get him inside."

The two carried him to the door of Apartment building 430 (at least she had one number right), then to the elevator. While on the elevator, which was surprisingly fast, Tucker asked "Why didn't you call someone?"

"Well, he's breathing… And I didn't have a cell phone…" The elevator stopped at the fourth floor, and they carried him over to apartment 4B. Tucker opened the door, and then helped Samantha lay Danny on the couch.

"I'm Samantha, by the way." She decided to leave off her last name, not wanting to draw any attention to her family.

"Tucker" He said, straightening up. "I guess I already said that, though…" There was an awkward couple seconds before he continued "I'll go get some water, see if we can wake him up…" He walked into the next room.

"Okay" Samantha hadn't thought this far ahead in her plan; once Danny was awake her lie about being his friend would come to light… but it was too late now; Tucker was back with a glass water and a wet washcloth.

The water fell on Danny's face, and his flashed eyes open, but disappeared a moment later as his arms jumped to cover his face.

"What the fuck!?" Both Samantha and Tucker took a couple steps backwards, shocked at his violent awakening. Danny lowered his hands as his eyes darted around the room. "Where the fuck am I?" He sat up straight on the couch. "What the fuck just happened?"

"You collapsed, dude. Samantha said you were looking for me? We brought you inside. Are you okay?"

Instead of answering the question, Danny turned to Samantha. "Who the fuck are you?"

"Do you have any adjectives in your vocabulary besides 'fuck'?" She had never heard anyone use profanity that extensively, and she was beginning to think she didn't like this 'Danny' very much.

"Yeah; that's one shitty hairpin." He retorted sarcastically, deciding he felt the same way.

Hurt, Samantha reached up into her hair and her fingers found the hairpin … She guessed it was getting a little old, and she slowly pulled it out of her hair. Neither boy noticed this, however, because they were facing each other as Tucker asked

"Wait, you don't know her?" turning, shocked, and a little scared, to Samantha

"I thought you knew her?" Danny asked, and now both pairs of blue eyes were completely focused on the frozen girl in front of them.

Samantha looked at them as if she had just realized that she was in a strange house in a part of town she didn't know, with two strangers. Sure, they looked about her age, but…

"I… I…" She stuttered, unsure of how to explain the situation, until she decided on the truth. "Okay, so I lied." She brought her hands up defensively, and took a step backwards, towards the door. "But I didn't mean any harm, honest! I ran away from home…" She began to explain the entire story, but when she got to the part about the strange light, both boys raised their eyebrows, and she could tell they didn't believe her.

But she continued anyway, talking faster, in hopes to get to a part that sounded more believable, but the more she talked the less real it sounded, and she was convinced that Tucker no longer believed a word. However, as soon as she started talking about Jazz, Danny's face changed from disbelief to shock and… fear? Abruptly the fear turned to anger, and she could have sworn his blue eyes turned green as he stood up and started walking towards her, shouting.

"Who the hell are you? How the hell do you know that?"

"I told you! I'm telling the truth, I swear!" Her hand was on the doorknob, turning it; she was ready to run if he took a step closer. She hadn't been worried that he'd be violent, but the look in his eyes was frankly terrifying. He was acting like a cornered wolf, lashing out because he had nowhere to run.

"Woah, calm down!" Tucker stepped in between them, and said, very reasonably, "Are you saying she actually knows what was going through your mind a couple minutes ago?"

"But that's not possible!" Danny turned and started pacing around the room, running his shaking hands through his hair.

"Well, do you have a better explanation?"

"I don't fucking know…. Maybe she made me hallucinate those things…?"

"You can't choose what a person will hallucinate…" Samamtha spoke up very quietly, not wanting to set him off again.

"Well, of course you would say that!" He turned in anger to her again, but Tucker stood in his way.

"She's right, dude, and besides, why would she do that?"

"How the hell should I know? Ask her!"

"Well, I say if we've got the choice between telepathic communication or some bizarre conspiracy theory with no motive, I vote we go with the one that has a motive and doesn't involve killing each other."

Finally listening, Danny sat down on the couch and groaned in frustration, putting his head in his hands. His shoulders slumped as his anger dissipated, and Tucker relaxed slightly. Then Tucker tried to move away from Samantha, but she kept trying to hide behind him, still afraid of Danny. Giving up on that, he continued with his new job as peace keeper, silently thanking all those years of practice with his younger cousins.

"Okay, Danny, would you please tell me what happened." Tucker checked his watch; his parents should be home soon, but he didn't know what they'd do if they found him harboring a runaway and a strange boy.

In response to Tucker's question, Danny brought his head to his knees, hiding his face. His shoulders shook slightly, tensing, and then relaxed. He took a deep breath and moved his elbows to his knees, straightening slightly. He slid his hands across his face, and up into his hair, but kept his head pointed down. He sighed and, without opening his eyes, spoke.

"I was in my dad's lab… this portal thing exploded… I had some weird dreams… woke up here."

"Why were you-"

"That's none of your fucking business!" Danny snapped, lifting his head to look at Tucker.

"Okay!" Tucker lifted his hands, palm up. He waited for Danny to calm down again, but after a minute of suffering under his glare, Tucker decided to ask another question.

"So… what was this 'portal thing' supposed to do?"

"How the hell should I know? It was supposed to contact ghosts or something stupid…"

Samantha peaked out from behind Tucker. "Well, maybe that makes sense…."

Both boys looked at her, waiting for an explanation. Tucker was patient, but Danny was annoyed with the pause.

"Care to enlighten us?"

"Well, ghosts are supposed to be the remnants of dead people's consciousness, right?"

"Yeah…."

"So maybe when it exploded, it allowed me to make contact with your consciousness…"

"But I'm not dead." Blue eyes met purple, and both held quite a bit of doubt.

Well, Danny seemed relatively emotionally stable (for the first time ever) and he even looked like he might have found a potential friend (Or, at least, she had found him). Maybe now he would stop having those weird dreams telling him to befriend Danny.

"So… My parents should be home any minute…"

"Oh, um, okay… bye" Samantha turned to leave, and Danny stood up.

"Bye…" He turned to go, seemed to remember something, and hesitated. "Uh… thanks… and, umm…. Sorry... You know, for being a jerk."

"Don't mention it."

"Cool… See you." Danny followed Samantha out.

Okay, so I kind of switch from Sam's point of view to Tucker's when Danny starts shouting... Not sure if I can do that, but too late now...