Sam looked over at the empty seat beside her, it looked empty enough but in that seat was a ghost. Sam wished she could see him, if even for a little bit. The only assurance she had of his existence was his hand in hers and every now and then there was a mumbled word. Sometimes mom, sometimes dad, sometimes sissy… Sam stared into the emptiness in that seat and wondered how sad it would be to die.
Danny hadn't even eaten that morning when she brought him up toast. He just sat on the bed his arms crossed over his knees and he stared at the wall looking up at Sam when she came in then back at the wall.
"I brought you some toast." Sam had said. Danny looked over at her then shook his head.
"I'm not hungry." He said. Sam stepped in front of him.
"But you need to eat." She'd insisted.
"I hate toast." Danny protested frowning.
"Well I'll bring you something else, you need to eat or you won't grow." Sam said angrily at the ghost boy. Danny's expression didn't change but tears welled up in his eyes and fell down his cheeks.
"I can't eat… I don't need to eat… I won't grow… I'm a ghost Sam… maybe… maybe your dad was right." Danny said letting tears fall.
"About what?" Sam asked taking a bite of the toast.
"About heaven. Maybe I should go to heaven." Danny said. Sam dropped the toast grabbing Danny's shoulders.
"No, you can't, we have to find your parents first." Sam protested, Danny looked away, "Come on little Phantom, please, just let's go to home to Amity Park first." Sam yelled. The door opened and Danny turned invisible.
"Danny?" Sam asked still gripping the boy's shoulders, "Please, don't go yet, we have to take you home first…"
"Sam?" Sam looked up to see Victoria standing at the door, "It's time to go." She said walking into the room and picking up the toast.
"Danny, please come, at least then you can get home, please." Sam said once more to the ghost on her bed.
"Ok." Danny said. Victoria straightened out with the toast.
"Come on then Sam, Danny." Victoria smiled holding out her hand. Sam kept a hold of Danny's hand pulling him along with her before she took her mom's hand.
Now riding in the car Sam still hadn't let go of the hand of that little ghost boy who was sitting looking out the window his hand limp in Sam's.
"Danny?" Sam whispered Jeremy sighed in the front seat and Victoria glared at him. Danny looked over at Sam, but Sam couldn't tell.
"Are you ok?" She asked. Danny paused then looked at his hand in Sam's.
"I'm fine." He whispered. Sam frowned then Danny turned back to the window.
"Amity Park, a nice place to live." A billboard read as they crossed into city limits. Danny squeezed Sam's hand Sam squeezing back as the houses and small factories grew into buildings standing tall all around the town. The car pulled to a stop in front of the Manson Mansion, concealed as a regular building the whole block actually belonged to the Mansons. Sam got out of the car and pulled the floating ghost boy behind her.
"Here we are!" Sam smiled. Danny floated down and landed on the ground.
"I have to go." Danny said suddenly.
"What?" Sam asked while her parents went inside.
"I feel funny, I have to go!" Danny said. The ghost boy's hand was suddenly yanked from her grasp and the sound of small feet hitting concrete as the invisible ghost ran around the corner. Sam hesitated then followed. Danny turning visible the small ghost disappearing down an alley followed by a bright flash of light.
"Danny?" Sam asked looking for the white haired ghost boy. There was none. Sam hesitated walking into the alley a small boy was hiding behind the trash can. Staring at his hands shivering eyes wide.
"Who're you?" she asked. Blue eyes met her own dark hair hanging over his face. He was not the ghost boy she was looking for but he reminded her of him.
"I… uh…" Danny clenched his hands into fists then rubbed the back of his neck, "I got lost." He said forcing a smile.
"Lost?" Sam asked, she stared at the boy then rapped on his head, "Are you in there ghost boy."
"Ow… that's my head." Danny recoiled. Sam frowned.
"Ok… I guess I could get you home instead." Sam said. Danny blinked.
"Instead?" Danny asked, then he nodded, "Ok."
(Why am I so amazing?)
The Manson car pulled up in front of the old house with the spaceship on top. Sam was ignoring Danny staring out the window thinking about the ghost boy she met, not realizing that he was sitting next to her.
"Ok… thank you… bye Sam." Was all Sam heard as Victoria led the little boy up the stairs and to the strange house. The door opened and the parents inside embraced the black haired boy and Sam sighed as her mother said goodbye then started the car.
"Well, at least he's safe now." Victoria said. Sam nodded.
"Time to go home." Victoria said, Sam looked at her mom.
"Mom… can ghosts die?" Sam asked. Victoria looked at her daughter.
"I don't know, I think they could pass on but I don't know about dying." Victoria said, "Is this about Danny?" she asked. Sam nodded.
"He just ran away… he said he felt weird, and then he was gone." Sam said.
"Ironic then that the little boy we found was named Danny." Victoria commented, but Sam didn't hear her as she was too busy lost in her thoughts.
Last chapter for the summer I think.
It's a little rushed and the muses weren't with me. Damn Pima disappeared on me.
I hope you enjoy.