I walked down the long road to the apartment where Hayden and Jack were staying. It was quiet, and no one was out. There was a mandatory curfew set in since my accident and no one was allowed to be outside after seven, to minimize teenage drinking.

I walked up the fire escape, seeing the two in question on their bed and OH MY GOODNESS. I tapped on the glass, shielding my eyes. I heard a rustling and Jack appeared at the window, his hair messier than usual. His face brightened as he saw me and opened the window. "We weren't even doing that, calm yourself." Hayden's muffled voice said.

"Well when you see two guys making out shirtless, you think things are going down." I rolled my eyes. They both sat there and looked at me. I probably looked like a wreck. "So...how's life been?" Jack asked, worry in his eyes.

I laughed. "Where should I start?" I asked, feeling tired and relieved that I was with my best friend. I considered Jack my best friend because he was there for me when I was at Other Ways. He was like the brother I never had, besides Tucker who had been drifting apart.

Jack got up and hugged me tightly. "You can start wherever you want." He said. I laughed, tearing up, hugging him tighter.

"Well...the last time I saw you, we double dated with Cameron. We didn't work out." I said, feeling a pang of sadness. I fiddled with my bandages. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" He asked. I shrugged. "Depends. She didn't accept all of me, but still cared for me. So it was a win win lose lose situation." I mumbled, looking at him.

"Do you know my secret?" I asked, quietly. He shook his head. "I've been cut off from all outside television. The dish is out in the complex." Jack growled. Hayden rolled his eyes. Their eyes widened when I transformed suddenly, leaving Danny Phantom in my place.

"Oh fucking hell. This is going to sound really awkward." Hayden rubbed the back of his neck as Jack laughed. I raised an eyebrow. "Hayden has a crush on you!" Jack cackled. Hayden blushed.

"That makes both of you." I deadpanned, remembering a conversation where Jack told me he'd bang me. Jack stopped laughing and blushed as well. "You guys are dating, maybe you should stick to liking each other!" I smiled, changing back to Fenton.

"Either way, that's my secret, and Cameron didn't like that part of me. So she left. A day later, I had sex with Sam-"

"What the fuck?" Jack yelled. I jumped. "What?" I asked in annoyance.

"Really? Sam? I thought she had Ethan, or whatever his name was." Jack asked. I shook my head. "I guess they didn't work out, but yeah I fucked her, she's pregnant, I almost died and have been in a coma for technically three weeks, and I might have cancer." I said, taking a deep breath after I said everything.

Jack gaped at me as Hayden looked at me in sympathy. "But you don't know for sure?" Jack asked quietly, his voice sad. I nodded. "Then it may be something else. You'll be okay." He said, smiling brightly.

Thank god for Snowflake and his bright outlook on life. Hayden continued to look at me in sympathy. Hayden was more down to earth. He knew the dangers cancer had.

"Wait, hold up, Sam's pregnant? You do know you should wrap it before you tap it right?" Jack said, raising an eyebrow. I scoffed. "Thanks, but I wasn't really thinking about that."

"...Well, are you guys dating?" Hayden asked. I nodded. "Yeah, and I ran out of the house today after I told them I wanted them to continue their lives, and if I was supposed to be in them, I would be. I told them I cut again today, and then left. Fuck, they are probably so worried." I groaned, laying my face in my hands. "I'll call Sam, you guys go downstairs and start a movie, or something." Hayden offered. I nodded.

"Come with us, maybe I should be near just in case she wants to talk to me." I muttered, letting Jack pulled me down the stairs, Hayden following closely behind.

"Hello, this is Hayden." Hayden said into his phone. There was a confused noise on the other line.

"Haddock."

"...the dude with one leg. Danny's friend? Am I ringing any bells here?" Hayden's annoyed voice said. "Yeah, he's over here with me and Jack."

"Jack and I." Jack teased.

"F u, Jack." Hayden hissed. "My address? Well, uh… I don't know if I should…" Hayden mumbled. "He's going to stay here tonight." Jack took the phone, saying that suddenly. I heard a sad sighed over the phone. "Do you want to stay the night with two gay guys and a straight guy who both of us wish were gay in some way shape or form?" Jack said, sifting through the DVD's with the phone on his shoulder.

Hayden scoffed and I rolled my eyes. "Okay. Eastside apartments, 201." Jack said, smirking at us. I raised an eyebrow. Did he actually…?

"See you soon." Jack hung up the phone. "She wants to have a foursome." Jack said nonchalantly.

"Excuse me? I'll pass." Hayden said, his voice high pitched as I paled. Jack laughed. "I'm just kidding, but she does want to come over to talk to you face to face." Jack explained. I gulped and nodded.

"Let's watch Nightmare before Christmas!" Jack said happily. Hayden raised an eyebrow. "It's June."

"Speaking of, how long are you guys staying in Amity?" I asked. Hayden sighed. "My dad is continuing paying rent here, so we are thinking of registering for Casper High. Home schooling sucks when you are teaching yourself everything. I still got great grades." Hayden explained. I nodded, a wide grin on my face.

"You guys should totally register! I go to casper. Or you know, I do when I'm not asleep for twenty years." I said, laughing slightly.

"Are you okay?" Jack asked. I shrugged. "I'm getting there." I looked at my arms, which were covered in bandages, watching the blood start to form on top of the white. "I mess up now and then, but I know Other Ways wouldn't help me anymore, so I don't check in. I just need to be honest with my family and Sam and I'll be fine." I said. They nodded, smiling smalley.

A knock on the door interrupted our little bonding session. "You get that, I'll start the movie." Jack said. I nodded, getting up, my legs hurting with the movements. Definitely needed to take it easy.

I opened the door, looking at my pale faced girlfriend who was in her pajama's, smiling with relief. She rushed into my arms, placing her lips on mine. I closed the door and leaned against the wall, gripping her waist.

"Please don't ever leave again." She whimpered when she broke the kiss. I nodded. "Never again. I'm sorry, I just didn't know how to answer any questions you would've had." I said, placing my forehead on hers. She nodded, looking at my wrists. "Did you just wrap these, or did you disinfect them." She said, gently running her hands over the bandages. I looked away.

"...They'll get infected, dimwitt!" She tisked, pulling me into the living room, where Jack and Hayden sat, blinking up at us. "Hey. Where is your bathroom?" She asked sweetly. I gaped. She could be sweet?

"You can be sweet?"

"Shut up asshole."

"Make me, nitwit."

"Fuck you."

"Already did."

"GUYS!" Hayden screamed. Jack was trying not a laugh in the corner, setting the movie up. "It's down the hallway."

"Thanks!" She smiled hurriedly, rushing me down the hall. I glowered at her as she unwrapped, pausing slightly to look at the marks. She put her lips to them, kissing them.

"You don't need to do this anymore." She whispered. "If you need a distraction, I'm all the distraction you need." She said, kissing my lips. I gulped, because damn. She disinfected the cuts, which made me yelp really loud. "Don't be such a baby."

"Fuck you."

She imitated my voice. "Already did."

"I do not sound like that."

"I do not sound like that." She copied. I rolled my eyes, her copying me with every move I made. "STOP."

"STOP." She yelled. I pouted, and when she copied my face I smiled smalley. "That's actually really cute." I said, tilting my head to the side. She blushed and rolled her eyes. She pecked my forehead, making me smile. "You are cuter."

"I don't know if I love your relationship or find it annoying." Jack's voice said, his eyes peeking at us from the living room. I flipped him off and kissed her full on the lips. "But baby, after everything we shared." His voice whined.

"Jack, I am not gay!" I said, tearing my lips from Sam's who laughed. "You wish you were!" He screamed back, a large smile on his face. I went back into the living room, Sam following closely behind. "Why, so I can be with you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Obviously." Jack said, rolling his eyes like the answer was obvious. I scoffed. "I would so not date you. I like auburns with one leg." I said, plopping myself in Hayden's waist, who rolled his eyes, but steadied me anyway.

"Please get off." He said.

"No. You have a crush on me."

Hayden blushed and pushed me off, and I hit the floor hard. Sam laughed slightly and sat down next to Jack. I pouted and sat next to her, flipping Hayden off.

"Hayden has a crush on me." I said to Sam. "So I've heard."

"Yeah. We got into town a couple months ago and he goes, 'Wow, Danny Phantom is pretty fucking hot, I would totally tap that,' and when Danny told us today that he was Phantom, I laughed so hard." Jack explained to Sam, who giggled into the palm of her hand. I smiled and watched as they interacted.

Then my ghost sense went off. "UH-I've got to go to the bathroom." I suddenly yelled, sprinting into said room. They all watched me go, confused smiles on their face. I transformed and phased through the roof.

I guess going to the bathroom to transform was out of habit. Everyone knew now. I shook my head and looked for the perpetrator. And then I was in the ground.

I 'oofed' as I was flung at the ground, making a decent, person-sized, pothole. I groaned and rubbed my head, gasping and flying to the side and dodging a fist coming at my face.

We were attracting a lot of bystanders by now and I held up my hands. "Woah woah, woah. You fall asleep for a couple weeks and suddenly someones trying to kill you!"

"Always trying to kill you, kid." A dark voice said. I narrowed my eyes. "Yeah, never met you before. There is a long line of people trying to kill me."

"He is also on his own list!" Someone yelled, being shushed by the others. "Ouch." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Look out people, I have arrived." A figure in a dark black cloak said. His face was, well, weird looking. Like the fact that it was a dark grey with red eyes and red accents. I raised my eyebrows.

"You look like a burnt hotdog with ketchup on it." I thought out loud. I heard a snort and another 'shh'. The figure looked hurt.

"I thought you incapacitated?" He asked.

"I obviously still have my head."

"Danny, that decapitated. Incapacitated means weakish." Sam said from the window, rolling her eyes. I snapped my fingers, pointing at her. "Gotcha."

I guess she suddenly realized I was in a battle, because she suddenly glared at me and closed the window.

"Trouble in paradise?" The hotdog asked. I shrugged. "I guess? Anyways, who are you?" I asked. He looked like he remembered something, then hit me with a dark red ecto blast. "I am the Scorch! I like to burn my victims alive!"

"I've had worse." And I have. I've almost died before. The 'Scorch' blinked at me. "More so than burning alive?"

"OH yeah." I said, drawing a line in the air. "Burning alive would be at the bottom." I said, getting up and dusting off my hands.

"I haven't fought a ghost in…." I looked up. I honestly didn't know. "I have no idea."

The Scorch smiled, somehow, on his burnt face. "Perfect." He said, suddenly flying up to me and trying to hit me in the face. I caught his fist.

"You wanna dance, burnmark? Lets dance." I smirked, kicking his body into the air and flying after him. He tried to set me on fire a couple times, but he always missed. He obviously new at this thing.

He paused, giving pained gasps and holding his sides. "You have a lot of pent up anger." He said. I shrugged, but didn't expect him to kick me to the ground. I tried to land on my feet, but my ankle gave out on me and sent me to the ground.

"More like pent up sadness but that is besides the-Samantha Manson." I hissed, watching as Sam made her way to Scorch. "Sam, he can lIGHT FIRES." I shrieked as he turned towards her. She continued walking. "Sam. Stop." I demanded, trying to get her to leave. She came up towards me, holding her hands up where he could see them and knelt down.

"Ice powers." She whispered, getting up and running away. I looked up at the sky. "Duh." I said, grabbing his foot which was sparking and sending ice powers into the leg, making the sparks stop. "Would you-" Scorch said, kicking me in the face, but I continued to smile. He went to light me on fire but it didn't work. "What?" He hissed.

I pulled on the thermos. "Boom. I win!" I winked, sucking him in and capping the thermos, flying away. I picked Sam off of the street and flew to the top of the apartment building, transforming back. "Sam." I stated.

She looked at me nonchalantly, her lips drawn into a line. "What?" She asked. "You're an idiot." I started. She looked offended, but I didn't let her speak as I kissed her lips hard. "And I love you for it. But please don't go into ghost fights from now on." I said, breathing heavily. She nodded, clasping her hands around my neck, pressing her forehead against mine. "...never." She whispered, pressing her lips back to mine. I lifted her up, her feet no longer touching the ground, smiling into the kiss. "Are you feeling okay?" She asked, running her fingers in my hair.

"I always feel okay when I'm with you."

"I mean are you tired, sick, hungry, thirsty?" She deadpanned, but her eyes were happy. I shrugged. Ever since I transformed, I felt a lot better. Even more so when I let out some of my ice energy. "I feel great. Wanna take advantage of that?" I winked. She rolled her eyes.

"Well, I would. But you have a sleepover to get back to." She said, pulling out of my grasp. "How are you getting down?" I asked with a smile. She stopped and shrugged. "Jumping."

I glared at her but smiled, grabbing her waist and phasing down into Jack and Hayden's apartment. They blinked up, red faced, obviously having torn apart from each other. I blinked at them before point to the door. "I'm going to go." I said. They nodded. I rolled my eyes. I pulled Sam outside and continued to walk to her car.

I got in, my feet hurting because I was barefoot, and buckled my seatbelt as she started the car. "I don't want to talk about what I did, okay?" I said, looking at the wrists she wrapped. She nodded. "Your mom could be awake, but you could just walk past and I'll tell her you don't want to talk." Sam said, putting the car in drive and pulling away.

Jack and Hayden don't live far from the school, so I watched as it passed. I missed almost my entire junior year, and when I was there...well, it wasn't good. I sighed and looked at Sam, who was focussing on the road in front of her. We passed her house and she didn't even flinch.

"Sammy?" I asked quietly. She glanced my way, a small smile on her face. "Yes?" She asked. I took a deep breath. "When we get enough money, and I turn eighteen, do you want to move out with me?"

I furrowed my eyebrows when I realized I missed my seventeenth birthday because I was asleep.

"Of course. I will always stay with you, no matter what." She said, taking her hand out of her lap and threading her fingers in mine. I felt the overwhelming need to kiss her suddenly. I waited until we got to a red light to grab her face and pull her lips against mine. She hummed in content and threaded her fingers in my hair. We continued for a couple minutes before a loud honk sounded behind us.

We blushed and Sam hit the accelerator, speeding down the street. The car behind us tailgated us for a couple minutes before turning on the street before ours. I chuckled lightly, blushing when I thought about how I had distracted her.

"We can continue that later if you want." She winked.

"I hate you."

"No you don't."

"I know." I sighed. She pulled in my driveway and parked. I pulled off my seatbelt and opened the door, watching as the sun finally set over the horizon, the golden glow disappearing and the moonlight started to illuminate the street. I smiled at Sam, whose silhouette was outlined by the pale light. All the lights were off in the house and I sighed in content, putting my arm around her shoulders.

I opened the door, checking around to see if my mom was awake or around, before slamming Sam into the wall, who gasped in shock. I roughly pressed my lips to hers, slipping my tongue in between her lips. She wrapped her legs around my waist and wrapped her arms around my neck, dropping her keys which clanked loudly on the floor.

Not wanting to waste anytime, or allow anyone to walking in on us, I phased us through the floor into my room, opening my eye slightly to make sure that no one had come into my room. Sam let her feet touch the floor and pushed me onto the bed, removing her shirt in the process.

I laughed as she closed and locked the door, laughing as she ran back over into my arms. I let her press her lips to my neck, making marks into the skin. I removed my own shirt before letting our lips touch again.

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