Dusk had finally fallen over the small town and Sam was out ghost hunting. He'd volunteered much to Dean's surprise and had been out almost all evening. It was a beautiful night though so he didn't mind to much. The sun had just set and that left the world in a deep grey shade, the last minute rays of sun occasionally poking over the horizon and casting purple streaks through the sky. Sam was exploring the grave yard ducking in and around willow boughs that hung down. He was actually having quite a bit of fun with himself. The graveyard was spooky and mist was starting to roll in quite heavily. Soon enough he could duck down amongst the graves and if anyone had looked they wouldn't have been able to find him. It was nice here he thought, quiet and peaceful, nothing crazy or ridiculous. He'd have to remember this place as a quiet spot for the future. Sighing he sat down to lean against one of the graves, the fog encircling him like a blanket. He yawned a bit, his head was still a bit sore from the night before but he was to excited about seeing Phantom again that he didn't really care. At the same time though he was nervous, should he bring up the kiss? Should he pretend it never happened? Should he try again properly? He laughed a little to himself at the last thought. Man Dean would be so mad if he knew about this. Not only was he ditching ghost patrol to hang out with a ghost boy, he also just happened to be madly in love with said ghost boy. He'd decided it was official, throughout the day the feelings in his chest had only gotten stronger for the ghost boy and he'd stopped caring whether or not Dean or John would approve. He was happily lost in his day dreams when there came the sound of someone or something lightly dropping on the ground. Focusing on his surroundings Sam looked around as a figure approached him shrouded in fog. In the dim light and through the thick fog Sam couldn't make out the persons features anymore than a shadow that appeared to have wings.
"Sam Winchester." It addressed him, not so much of a question as of a statement.
"Y-yes?" Sam answered his voice shaking a bit nervous in this creatures presence.
"Do not be afraid I have come to get you, your assistance is needed." It told him its voice gravelly and commanding.
"For what?" Sam asked.
"Phantom is in trouble he is captured and needs someone to release him before the villain Plasmius gets to him. Come with me." It told him extending a hand out of the fog.
Hesitantly Sam took it, surprised at the warmth and human-ness it possessed. In half a second they were in a warehouse and Sam was feeling dizzy. The being was nowhere to be seen but Sam could see Danny trapped inside some kind of cage force field. Quickly he rushed over.
"Phantom, how do I get you out?" He whispered not wanting to alert any potential creeps that he was there.
"Sam I've never been so happy to see anyone in my life." Danny sighed, "There's a button over there on the controller that's resting on the work bench. It should turn off the cage."
Sam rushed over to the bench and pressed the button, the electric hum that had filled the air dimmed before disappearing completely. The cage faded and Phantom stood up jumping out of the trap as fast as he could.
"Thanks Sam." He whispered as Sam came back grabbing his hand.
"C'mon we gotta get out of here." He tugged Danny along to the outside when a hand clamped down on his shoulder and suddenly they were in the grave yard again thick mists swarming around them. Danny let out a surprised little squeak.
"Did you do that?" Danny asked him peering at Sam through the fog.
"No not me, it was probably that weird guy." Sam told him giving a little shrug and pulling Danny to sit leaning against a crypt. Danny knew he must be talking about Castiel so he didn't press any further, only the angel would take such measures to ensure his safety. Danny leaned against Sam taking a deep breath, he thought he'd be trapped in that box until Vlad came to get him. Sam scootched a little closer and put his arm around Danny's shoulders.
"Thank you for coming to get me." Danny sighed resting against him.
"You're welcome." Sam smiled holding him a little closer.
The two passed some time in companionable silence before Danny looked up at him curiously.
"You kissed me last night." He said rather blatantly and Sam blushed.
"Yeah…yeah I did," Sam muttered.
"Why?" Danny asked.
Sam was quiet for a minute before he took a deep breath and opened his mouth.
"I-uhm…I think I love you…and I wanted to kiss you…so I did." Sam admitted looking down.
"You love me?" Danny asked feeling his heart flutter in his chest a little.
"Yeah…yeah I do." Sam said quietly looking at the ground.
Danny smiled and brought Sam's head around to face him. "You love me." Danny whispered before pressing a kiss to Sam's lips.
"I think I love you too." He said softly breaking away.
Sam smiled at him brightly, his features just visible in the dim light and fog. Sam kissed him and pushed Danny back into the damp grass, teenaged hormones getting the best of him. Sam ran his fingers through Danny's hair, tugging gently at his soft locks.
"Mmm…Sam we're in a graveyard." Danny whispered his voice a bit shallow.
"It's not going to get much better than this, fog, moonlight, it's practically straight out of a romance novel." Sam smiled leaning down to press feather light kisses along his jawline.
"I-okay…you're right." Danny groaned tilting his head to give Sam better access to his throat.
((So sorry for kind of cutting it off there but I didn't know what to do! Part of me wanted to write it all out and then another part was like make them get interupted...and I just didn't know what to do and I stared at it for like three days trying to decide... So if you'd like to have some input on the next chapter leave a review, we have two options, they get it on, or they get interupted...Thanks for reading))