A/N: First major, angsty piece that I've written.

Horripilation: (n.) Process which causes goose-bumps.

Characters: Sam, Danny

Genre: Angst/Hurt

Rating: T

Pairing: D/S

Summary: Sam watched in horror as the mixture of red and green liquid flowed from his wound. Words past his lips in gasps. "S-sam..."

The hair on her arms stood on end, unease filling her veins, as she watched him expertly evade one of Vlad's attacks. He twisted to the right, only to be caught off guard as his abdomen was pierced with a sharp, gleaming sword.

She was frozen in place, eyes widening, hands shaking uncontrollably and unable to speak.

'Danny, NO!'

A strangled cry rang throughout the park, being overpowered by a sadistic chuckle.

"You won't join me Daniel. If I can't have you, no one can!"

Plasmius vanished, only leaving behind the medieval sword, as it was still buried deep within the young boys chest.

'I have to help him!'

Racing out from her hiding spot, crystal tears staring to form in her violet eyes, she went to aid her friend.

He slowly floated back towards earth, falling to his knees in the grass, trembling like a leaf.

"DANNY!" She yelled, running towards him.

He bleakly looked up, face white as snow, hands wrapped around the hilt of the sword protruding from his chest. Tumbling to the ground beside him, she cupped his face with her hands, trying to obtain his attention from the sword. He was cold as ice.

"Danny, look at me. Yo- you're going to be fine, we just need to get you help."

He paused for a moment, before shaking his head.

She let out a gasp, streams falling down her cheeks, shaking her head wildly in response.

"No. No, no, no, no, no! Danny, we have to go, you need a hospi-

"Sam."

She instantly quieted down at the tenderness in his voice, as he brought up a glove to wipe away stay tears on her cheek. Lowering her gaze, she watched in horror as a mixture of blood and ectoplasm flowed from his wound.

"I'm...I'm not going to make it this time."

'Its all my fault.'

With trembling fingers she rubbed his cheek, eyes squeezed shut tight, not wanting to face the inevitable.

"Don't say that! Your parents, your parents could help you!"

"S-sam..."

He faltered, eyes fluttering as broken off gasps of air entered his lungs.

She lowered Danny to the grass, wrapping an arm around his shoulder tightly.

"Danny...no. I-I can't lose you, I just can't!" She whispered, gazing straight into his luminescent eyes.

"Sam, I...," he took a shaky breath, his eyes starting to cloud over, "I've always l-loved you."

She gaped, watching him try to smile.

"Now, probably wasn't the best time, but you had to k-know."

Her face softened and she tentatively reached for a gloved hand. Intertwining their fingers, she gave him a watery smile.

"I love you."

Danny smiled at her whispered words, eyes slowly closing.

"T-tell the oth-hers what happened. That I'm half g-ghost. Well...now fully ghost."

She placed a hand next to his heart and squeezed his hand while nodding. His breathing was starting to slowly fade, as was his heartbeat.

"No! Danny..."

"...L-love yo-u..."

Those were the last words he spoke before his head lolled to the side, hair covering his now closed eyes. The hair on the back of her neck stood on end as she sobbed harder, tears falling onto his jumpsuit.

"Danny...? No..."

Sitting beside him, she placed her head into her hands and cried, vigorously shaking her head.

"I-I'm sorry...Danny..."

'It's all my fault.'

A/N: Criticism/comments are welcome and always appreciated :D