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Chapter 8: I'm With You

Take me by the hand

Take me somewhere new

I don't know who you are

But I, I'm with you

I'm with you

Plasmius was too busy laughing at his triumph to realize Danny had pulled a Fenton Thermos on him until it was too late. "Oh, butter biscuits," he muttered.

Danny threw the thermos aside as he broke into a dive, tucking his arms and legs close to his body so he would fall faster than her. He dropped past her then flipped around and caught her bridal style. She was unconscious, her head falling limply against his chest. He took to the sky, flying slowly in hopes that she would wake up before he got her home.

The last thing Sam had remembered as she fell was Danny's voice telling her that he would always find her. "I'm with you," he whispered, then darkness covered the brightness that had taken over her blindness.
She felt arms around her, holding her tightly. A gentle breeze shifted her hair. It had stopped raining. For a moment, she was simply content with that, but then she realized a heartbeat was racing beneath her hand. She opened her eyes and barely stifled a gasp.

Glowing, emerald green eyes gazed ahead, intent on their goal, and white hair was blown back by the wind, still slightly damp from the rain. He had a strong jaw line and a handsome face even if he was a little…ghostly. He looked down at her then did a double take.

"Sam! Are you okay?" he asked, concern obvious in his eyes.

She recognized the voice that passed his lips. This was Danny in his ghost form. She reached out and touched his cheek, and he smiled, taking that as a sign that she was fine. His smile was breath-taking, reaching all the way up to his eyes that now glowed a happy, lime green. She could see now that he smiled a lot. She could see! Danny had obviously not noticed since he was still flying, looking forward once more.

She turned to look about her, taking in everything, then she turned back to the halfa. "Danny, I can see."

He was so startled, he nearly dropped her. "What? Are you serious?"

She nodded, laughing and hugging him. "I can see the sky. I can see all of Amity Park." She looked up at him. "I can see you."

"That's great!" he said, returning her embrace. "How did it happen?"

"I don't know, and I don't care." She smiled shyly, looking up at the boy that carried her. "Danny, would you do me a favor a-and kiss me?" she whispered. "I want to see it." The tips of his ears turned red, but he kissed her quickly on the cheek. She shook her head. "Not there." She grasped his chin in her hand and set her other hand on his shoulder, pushing herself up toward his face. "Here," she whispered, capturing his lips with hers.

THE END