Okay, so this chapter is REALLY short, but I needed to include this part before we return to Danny's point of view... (Because he doesn't explain things in the kind of detail I need here for character development)

Once out on the street, Danny turned to Samantha, who smiled at him shyly.

"So, uh… Where the hell do you live? I'll walk you home."

"No!" She shouted and took a step back, shaking her head. "That's the whole point of running away!"

"Fine! Don't go home! Why the hell did you run, anyways?"

"My parents won't let me go to public school; they're worried I'll be bullied, or something. If they had it their way, I'd spend the rest of my life locked up in a tower and never do anything!"

"It sounds like they're just trying to protect you"

"They can't protect me forever! I have to grow up sometime. At some point I'm going to have to go out and live in the real world! And yeah, I'll get hurt, but that's a part of life! If protagonists were always too scared to go on adventures, we wouldn't have heroes! Where would the world be if everyone just stayed at home and hid behind their parents?" By the end of the rant, her hands were in the air for emphasis, and she was practically yelling.

A tiny, unreadable, smile flitted across Danny's face for a moment, but vanished very quickly. It was the first time he'd smiled since Jazz's death, and it felt unfamiliar. In its place was a sad and almost condescending look, directed at the childish girl in front of him. However, his tone was serious, and not remotely mocking. Instead, his voice was filled with sadness, regret, and a hint of… envy?

"Let me guess, you still believe in Fairies, don't you?"

She still wasn't sure if he was mocking her or not. "Well, I don't see why not…"

Danny sighed. "You should go home."

"No!" She practically shouted "Why do I have to go home?"

"You didn't even have the fucking sense to not to go down some dark alleyway!" She winced at the curse word, afraid he would snap and start attacking her again.

Upon seeing her expression, Danny opened his mouth, shut it and looked away. Without looking back, he tried again, almost making a noise, but failing miserably. Finally, he just looked down, shoving his hands into his pockets, and mumbled "Sorry."

"It wasn't dark, anyways. You were glowing, remember?"

And at that Danny started laughing, and, though neither of them realized it, Samantha was the first person to see him laugh in twelve years.

"When he finished, he said "Fine! Don't go home! Where the-" but he stopped himself before he swore. He closed his eyes, as if trying to remember how to fraise a question that didn't involve profanity.

"If you don't want to go home… where do you want to go?"

Yeah, so sorry about the tiny chapter... I wrote the final chapter for the story instead of the one that comes next :D... I'm not so good at middles... I like writing beginnings, and I like writing ends, but middles... yawn...

I'm also going back to school and starting an internship and a tutoring thing so I'm gonna be pretty busy. I might not finish this at all, but instead just throw in a summary of what I was planning to happen and upload the last two chapters... I'm also not getting much feedback anymore, so uploading is kind of pointless...

So, anyways, tell me what you think :) I HAVE NOT AS OF YET MADE ANY DECISION.