The next day, bright and early, found Sam sitting on the stone steps outside of her house, tapping her left foot impatiently;

Hello, I'm (finally) back! : I'm SO sorry for not updating in 3 weeks, so much has been going on in my life, it's harder to find time to sit down and write! Anyways, whatever, I'm back, here's chapter 3 of Mon Amu, and enjoy:

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The next day, bright and early, found Sam sitting on the stone steps outside of her house, tapping her left foot impatiently; the only foot that she could tap. Her left leg was currently bulky and bound in layers and layers of plaster. Her crutches lay next to her, and she eyed them with hatred. She sighed as she remembered the wonderful few seconds she had enjoyed this morning when she had woken up and the previous day's events hadn't hit her yet.

She smiled; at least Danny was going to be here soon: he always made her day so much better.

While Sam sat there and let her mind wander off mindlessly, Danny was already flying towards her house, a minute away. He finally arrived and flew down in front of Sam, then frowned. She hadn't even noticed him come... What was she thinking about that would distract her so much?

Danny waved one of his shining white-gloved hands in front of her face.

"You hoo, Earth to Sam..." he hinted. Sam blinked, startled, realizing Danny was standing right of her.

"Oh! Sorry Danny, wow, I was really out of it!" she exclaimed, in slight disbelief from zoning out. She didn't do that often. Danny raised his left eyebrow.

"What were you thinking about?" he asked, curious.

"Oh, nothing, just sulking again about yesterday. I really should stop, I mean, it's not the end of the world," Sam glumly reminded herself.

"That's the spirit!" Danny cried, smiling encouragingly. Sam couldn't help but truly laugh; he could be so cheesy.

"So, ready to go?" Danny asked a few seconds later. Sam looked up, startled again; she had momentarily forgotten about school. She looked at her watch and jumped.

"Crap! We have less than 5 minutes to get to school, and my house is like, 10 minutes away!" she panicked.

Danny laughed. "Calm down Sammy, we're flying today, remember? We'll be in school in no time."

Sam blushed, scowled (she hated it when anyone called her Sammy), and smacked her head. "Oh yeah! Can't believe I forgot that, with a half-ghost standing front of me and all..."

Danny laughed again, and then held his arms out. "Ready to fly?" he asked, grinning; he secretly knew that Sam was the teensiest afraid of heights; when she turned pale and hid her face in his chest anytime they went flying, he could kind of tell.

Sure enough, Sam paled a little, but put on her brave facade. "Yup. Ready! Just let me put on my backpack and grab my crutches." She smoothly flung her backpack over her, grabbed her crutches and put them on her lap, and waited there, staring at Danny apprehensively.

Danny chuckled and leaned forward to gently pick her up bridal-style. It took a moment to adjust, since, although Sam fit in Danny's arms like a glove, placing her crutches into a comfortable position for the both of them was another story. Sam finally decided to just place them in a certain position so that the bottom of her crutches were resting on her lap, and the other end would go over her shoulder farther away from Danny. Danny smiled at her kindly, and then raised them in the air and began to fly to school.

The journey to Casper High was quiet. Too quiet. Danny's face was calm, but Sam could see through his eyes that something was bothering him. There was no way she was going to let him just go and solve whatever problem he had by himself, so she asked softly, "Danny, what's wrong?"

Surprised, Danny looked down at her beautiful face and pleading eyes, and knew he couldn't lie to her. He sighed, frowning, but began to speak.

"Something sort of strange happened last night, hours after Tucker and I left your house. I was about to go to bed when my ghost sense went off, but, after searching the town, my house, and the lab thoroughly, there was no sign of a ghost, or that a ghost had been there. This could be completely silly, maybe I just had a ghost-sense malfunction, but I don't know, I just have a bad feeling about it."

Sam frowned, worried. She had a feeling that there was something bad going on as well, but she was really hoping against it. "How weird..." she muttered, now deep in thought.

Danny could already tell by her expression that she was going to be thinking about this for at least the rest of the day, and quickly tried to tone down the panicky edge in his voice, not wanting her to get too worried.

"Don't worry about it Sam," Danny said lightly, forcing himself to smile and relax the tense atmosphere. "Like I said, it's probably nothing big, I mean, if there was even a ghost, it must have been good, not evil, since it didn't harm anybody or take anything."

"Don't just forget about these things Danny!" Sam exclaimed, distracted by what he said. "You never know, it's always good to be more cautious than carefree!"

"Fine Sam, I'll promise to be more cautious and more careful," Danny sighed. "Maybe I'll even do some research on it- if I have time, that is," Danny said offhandedly, getting lost in his thoughts and frustration at his extremely hectic schedule. I mean, on top of ghost hunting, he thought, I have to worry about homework, school, track, girls, and fitting in. Not to mention my parents, trying to stop them from capturing me when I'm a ghost, yet not hurting them, and then pleasing them with grades, it's totally-

"Danny, that's a great idea!" Sam interrupted, beaming at him, her face full of surprise and happiness.

"Wh-What?" Danny stuttered, completely confused. What had he said?

"You said, 'if you had time.' Well, now that I've broken my leg I have plenty of time to do research on this! I know it's not a huge deal to you, but I'll really look into this 'mystery' and see if it's worth worrying about the whole thing or not! My schedule is completely empty now, minus the ghost hunting of course, so why not?" she rambled on, smiling; she was so happy she thought of this, it would keep her so busy during these upcoming painstakingly-boring months.

Danny had to admit he liked the idea, and he knew there usually was nothing he could say to stop Sam when she set her mind on something, so agreed to the idea. "Fine, you can do some research, but only if you want to; don't think it's an obligation or anything, I can totally take care of this by myself anyways."

Sam snorted; sure, he was a (she had to admit handsome) half-ghost who was great at kicking evil ghost-butt, but he couldn't even remember the password for his username on the computer after just a day or two without going on... sure he could do the research... in a library... have fun with that, she thought, grinning.

"What's so funny?" Danny asked, annoyed.

"Nothing, just an amusing halfa, nothing out of the ordinary," Sam replied, holding back a laugh; Danny was very entertaining to watch when he got annoyed.

The two finally arrived at school, and Danny transformed back into his human self behind a rather large tree. Sam took her crutches again, welded them between her arms, and slowly walked to first period, Spanish class, while Danny, holding her bag and books, walked patiently beside her.

As they turned a corner in the empty hallway, a dark purple ghost quietly turned visible behind them, smiling wickedly as she watched them disappear around the corner. Her black hair was shiny and curly, and she wore a tight-fitting trench coat made of black and dark purple silk. Instead of radiating green, like most ghosts did, she radiated black.

"Very interesting," she whispered.

So, what did you think? Let me know please by reviewing! And also, check out my profile, I have links to the pictures of the trench coat I had in mind that I tried to describe for the mysterious ghost, and I think you'll love it (I do!). :D