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A quick note: Well, it's been fun, but like ever tale, this one must eventually come to an end. And here it is. I know it's short, but I thought it'd be cool to begin and end this on short chapters. Besides, I left you all hanging. You didn't really think I was going to kill Danny, now did you?

Chapter 8: And They All Lived Happily Ever After

Sam didn't notice that the rain had stopped. All she noticed was that the young man she loved, a ghost, was now truly dead. "How could a ghost die?" she asked herself over and over. A ghost was already dead. She didn't know how long she had been sobbing over Daniel before she pulled away as he was lifted away from her by an unknown force. She remained kneeling where she was, watching as his limp body was held in the air by… nothing.

A blue ring appeared at his waist then split into two, one moving toward his head while the other moved to his feet. She watched in absolute amazement as the jumper was replaced by brown trousers, black boots, and a white shirt. She stood slowly as he was lowered to the ground, lying on his stomach with his forehead resting on his arm. The young man that had replaced the ghost had raven hair, and he held no visible wounds. She stepped forward, reaching out a hand to touch the newcomer. Before she had even touched him, the body stirred, and she gasped and pulled back.

The young man stood slowly, crystal-blue eyes gazing at his hands. He turned around, eyes bright and wide with surprise. For a moment, he and Sam merely gazed at each other. He was the young man in the portrait, and it was then that Sam realized where she had recognized his face. He was the ghost, and he was the young man. They had been one in the same. Sam didn't care why he had been a ghost or what had happened to return him to human form and to life. All she cared about was that her Daniel had been returned to her.

She ran forward, and he caught her up in his arms. They both laughed as he lifted her up and spun her around in his arms.

The ballroom was filled with people: townspeople and people that had once been trapped under a terrible curse. Tucker stood with a young woman named Valerie who was a servant in the castle. Jack and Madison stood together while keeping a close eye on Jazmine who was standing nearby chatting with a young man named John Thirteen. Alone on the dance floor, surrounded by friends, family, and people they didn't know, a recently rescued prince and his princess danced. They didn't seem to notice all the eyes watching them as they kissed. In their world, no one else mattered.

And so they lived happily ever after…


A final note: All right, I need to know if you guys think I should continue with this "series." Should I do remakes of A Little Mermaid, Sleeping Beauty, and Snow White? Let me know!