My Immortal

Summary: Danny's life becomes impossible knowing he's ruined someone else's life. It's even worse knowing it's his best friend.

Rating: PG-13 for mature themes and language.

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, Butch Hartman does. I do not own My Immortal, Evanescence does.


I'm so tired of being here.

The phone rang splitting through the deafening silence that seemed to hover over the house for the past two months. Blake looked up from his scribbling over a picture of big bird to Sam. She reached over the back of the couch she was sitting on to grab the portable phone. She hit the talk button and pressed the phone to her ear. "Hello?"

"Samantha?" She froze recognizing the voice instantly. Her throat closed unable to reply. "Sam?"

She swallowed hard, forcing her voice to work against its will. "Bryce," she stated simply. The little boy dropped his head back to his coloring having no idea what was going on, just aware that it wasn't his mom. She wished it were Tammy. Actually, she would have preferred anyone but the irate attorney who had lost her custody case.

"I'm sorry to hear about Ryan." Her back stiffened at those simple words she had heard a million times since the funeral. There were times when Sam was sure that the whole English language had reduced to that sentence. She sat silently, waiting for him to continue. After all these times she still hadn't found a response that fit.

He cleared his throat though. "I do have some news, though." He sighed. "In light of Ryan's death and the lose of the unborn child, Judge McKlintock decided it would be better off if you were allowed to stay with the Fenton's so that you could get through this."

Sam felt everything inside her stop. She was going back to live with Danny. A shudder crept up her spine. She wasn't ready to face him again. She didn't know if she ever would be able to face him again. She opened her mouth to protest, but closed it instantly. What could she say? As far as the world knew, Danny Fenton had nothing to do with the murder of Ryan Carter. And as much as she hated that, she couldn't bring herself to change that.

There were some points that she would do anything to tell someone. That she would come so close to telling she would actually grab Tammy or Everett and tell them she needed to talk to them. But then seeing the look of pain on that still lingered in their eyes and she couldn't do it. She knew that pain of losing a child. It was bad enough she knew why her son had to die. She couldn't bring herself to place the burden on someone else as well.

Bryce was saying something. She wondered how much she missed. For all she caught was, "One of the Fenton's will come get you on the nineteenth." And with a quick brisk goodbye, the familiar voice was gone.

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