Hey guys! I know I don't write many authors notes, but I just wanted to apologize for the short chapter. I was going to make it longer, but I wanted this one to be dedicated to this moment. Just a heads up, this chapter gets kinda intense. I'm having so much fun with this story that I don't even mind the lack of readers. I know it isn't the most popular pairing but it's my favorite. I just started this story two days ago so I guess that shows just how much fun I'm having with this. Anyway, thanks for reading!

Danny's POV

It's been two days since I came completely clean to Sam and Tucker, and so far, things are going pretty well. They had their first trip to the ghost zone yesterday after school. They absolutely loved it. They were here today as well but they had to go home for dinner.

Andy and I are sitting in the kitchen eating dinner ourselves. It's been awesome living with him but I have troubles with trying not to wonder if this is what it would be like if we were married. The thought always brings a smile to my face, but I always push it down right away. I can't be with him. That wouldn't be fair. He would never die, but he would have to watch me age and die.

"You did it again." Andy comments.

"Did what?" I ask confused.

"That thing where you smile, and then start looking really depressed. Why? What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing, just random things, my human friends, my ghost friends and family, the humans that call themselves my parents."

"You're terrible at lying you know."

"I wasn't lying."

"Tell me what you're thinking." he says, getting out of his chair.

"What are you doing?" I scoot away from him. He's up to something and I'm scared to know what it is.

"Tell me."

"No." He starts to fly around the table, and I get up and start to fly away. He starts chasing me and laughing. I can't help but laugh as well. We keep this up for a little while until he finally has me pinned down on the couch.

"I told you I always come out on top." He says it like a joke, but neither of us are laughing.

One moment I'm looking into those captivatingly glowing green eyes, the next, my eyes are shut and his lips are on mine. His tongue touches my lips as to ask for permission to enter. I grant it, and we are battling for dominance. This goes on for ten minutes. When he starts pulling up my shirt, I realize what I am doing and start to pull away.

"W-we can't." I stammer and push myself away from him, falling on the floor in the process. I get up and start pacing, my hands continuously rubbing through my hair in distress.

"Why? Why can't we? We are obviously attracted to each other. What is so wrong with that?"

"Everything! Don't you get it? We're too different!" I yell.

"What do you mean too different? If you ask me, we are practically made for each other! What are you so afraid of that you can't stand the idea of being with me, huh? Do I disgust you that much?"

"Of course not!"

"Then what is it?"

"I care about you too much!" I scream.

"What?" He asks in a much calmer tone.

"I don't want you to get hurt. We can't be together. It isn't fair to you." I tell him what I've been holding back since I first realized I had fallen completely in love with him. I feel tears starting to fall down my cheeks but I can't care enough to wipe them away.

"What do you mean? How would I get hurt?" He asks, taking my hands in his. I try to pull away, but he holds firm. I look away and he releases one hand to turn my head towards him. "Please. I need to know what could be so bad?"

"Death." I whisper.

"What do you mean? What does that have to do with anything?"

"It's because I'm going to continue to age, and one day, I will die for real. There is no way of knowing if I will come back as a ghost, or disappear into oblivion. And if it turns out to be oblivion, and we're still together, then you'll be left alone." I tell him.

I finally break away and start walking towards my room. I grab my stuff and head for the door. Before I get there, Andy grabs my arm and pulls me into a hug. I try to pull away but he's much stronger than me. He won't make the same mistake of letting me go due to shock again. I keep punching his chest until I finally break down. My legs give out and we end up on the floor, with me once again crying in his arms.

"Danny, there's something I need to tell you." I look at him confused. He wipes some of the tears from my eyes. "On Saturday, when I went to see your father, he told me that I would figure out the reason why he sent me, instead of someone like your sister. He was right. That night, when you came to me, instead of him; when the door opened, all on it's own; when I held you as you cried on my shoulder; I finally figured it out. I did not, however, realize the truth, before realizing just how much I truly cared for you. I hated seeing you so miserable, but I was glad that you chose me to when you needed a shoulder to cry on. I wanted to be there, for the rest of your life, and afterlife, to see you happy, sad, scared, angry, and to hold your hand through it all."

"But what if-"

"No what if's. Have you ever heard of something called a soulmate?"

"Yes. Like when two people were made to be together. And every life they live, they always end up together. Why?"

"Because they exist, but in the ghost zone, we call them mates. It's because once you find your mate as a ghost, you are meant to be together for all of eternity. There are no more reincarnations as a human. Danny, we're mates. Ghosts know that you do not actually reincarnate like humans tend to believe. Your mate was destined for you since you were first given life, even though most of the time, you don't meet your mate until the afterlife. All ghosts know about them. We can go to Clockwork, and even he will tell you it's true. You and I were meant to be together, and I don't care about something like that. It's not going to happen for a very long time. For now, just be with me. I would rather lose you knowing that we made the most of our time together, than wondering what could have been."

By now, we both have tears in our eyes. I realize that he's right. "Do you really feel that way?"

"There are no words to describe how much I love you."

"I love you too."

All of a sudden, we are transported to Andy's room, or more specifically his bed. I hardly notice past the kiss though. It is filled with passion, and this time, I'm not afraid.