Chapter 1

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PTA

Valerie's heart dropped when she saw the blur of black rocket past her. It shot straight through a building before colliding with a brick clock tower with a nasty slap.

"Danny!" She screamed, turning her head to catch sight of him but the innards of the building caved in and blocked her way. She turned her angry eyes back to their target and charged at them.

Jazz flew up next to Valerie in the Fenton Peeler. The face shield slid up. "Valerie, go to Danny! I'll handle this ghost." With that, Jazz flew past her into the fray. Valerie slowed her board and turned it around away from the fight to fly after him. She whizzed through the ruins of gaping building on her hoverboard and to the clock tower where Danny's form was cratered into the brick. "Oh my God," she breathed as her hands lightly touched his pale, cold face. Crimson blood seeped through his silver hair and ribboned across his forehead. It was clear he had a bad concussion and Valerie needed to move him fast.

She peeled his body from the crater and lugged him onto her hoverboard, careful of his twisted arm and sickly broken leg.

"Just hold on Danny. You can't fall asleep. Stay awake for me please." Her voice was calm but laced with fear as she spoke. It was enough for Danny's conscious to deem it safe enough to transform back. He was bleary-eyed and tired beyond words, but still was conscious.

Valerie flew him to Amity Park Hospital where she transformed out of her suit in nearby trees and rushed Danny through the doors.

-V-

Valerie sat in the waiting room wringing her hands dry in her seat. After she rushed him in, the doctors had pushed her aside to get Danny into the O.R. It was long, dreadful six hours before a nurse stepped out to see her. Valerie had been on the phone with Maddie Fenton when she approached.

"Thank you so much Maddie, we really appreciate it. See you when you get here." With that, Valerie hung up the phone.

"Mrs. Fenton?" Said the nurse.

Valerie jumped from her seat. "Yes?"

"Your husband has been stabilized. He has a concussion, a broken arm, and a few broken ribs that are minor." Said the nurse but Valerie could feel something was missing in her words. Valerie ceased to listen to the nurse and walked past her into Danny's room.

The first thing she saw when she opened the door was Danny's bandaged head. His leg was propped up in a cast along with his arm. His body was hooked up to numerous tubes wiring along his bedside, dripping him vital fluids.

Valerie released an uneasy breath as she stepped carefully to his bedside. She slowly pulled a chair to him and gingerly ran her fingers along his cheek. Color seem to have returned to them and he felt warmer than his did earlier. His breathing was normal and besides the obvious mummy look he was sporting, her Danny looked fine.

Valerie smiled. "You barely made it this time Ghost Boy. You had me worried." She leaned over and pressed her lips against his. Valerie pressed a hand to her mouth as she yawned. All the waiting and worrying that she did was catching up to her and sleep was heavy in her being. She laid her head in her arms against his bed and sighed one last time.

-V-

Valerie felt something stir against her. At first, she ignored it, but remembering where she was, her eyes popped open. She jerked from her sleeping position to see Danny stirring in his sleep.

"Danny?" She whispered, coming closer to his side.

"Hm…" He groaned as he moved his head. "My head is killing me…Where am I?"

"Danny, you're here with me, Valerie." She smiled. "You bumped your head."

"Valerie? Where's Sam?" His eyes slowly opened and examined his surroundings. He first looked at the ceiling, then the room he was in. The tv was on and muted with the Amity News playing. His eyes then slid to the caramel skinned woman that looked like she's seen a ghost.

Well she wasn't far off…

"Sam?" She repeated the words carefully and Danny looked back as if it was obvious.

"Uh, yea, my girlfriend. Where is she? Where's Tucker?" Danny tried to sit up but the pain in his head was unbearable and he fell back into his pillow.

"But Danny…Do you recognize me?" Her voice wavered as she spoke. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Yea, Valerie. I thought you moved away…Why are you here?" He eyed her skeptically, he watched as her eyes watered, the shocked expression never leaving her face. He quickly grew worried as she fumbled to her feet from his bedside.

"Nurse…" Valerie said as if it was an afterthought. "Yes…I'll-I'll get the nurse- NURSE!" Valerie quickly stood and ran from the room.

When she returned, she brought a slew of people trailing behind her. They all stood around Danny's bed, talking and prodding him. Like earlier, Valerie ended up getting ushered out the room again while they worked.

Even more worried, she waited outside the door for another thirty minutes before a few doctors stepped out, talking in hushed voices amongst one another.

"So...?" She drawled out in frustration to the group of doctors, using her hands to illustrate for them to speak to her.

The primary doctor stepped up and cleared his throat. "It seems Daniel is experiencing Post-Traumatic Amnesia from his concussion. His memory seem to only allow him to remember up to when he was seventeen-years-old."

"Seventeen…" She whispered. "That's one year before we reconnected. What will happen to him? When will he get his memories back?"

"Well Mrs. Fenton, it can be a number of hours, days, weeks, and in some rare cases, months and even years before Daniel could regain his memories." Her face fell as his last words. Years before Danny could remember his life up to this point. The doctor's words scared her.

"For now, surround Daniel with familiar faces and try to jog his memories with pictures, shows that he loves, and objects. Anything helps. Just be careful not to overwhelm him. He's in a very delicate state right now.

We will continue to keep him for overnight observation and continue to run tests." With that, his doctor stepped aside to allow Valerie entrance.

Valerie walked back in to see a confused Danny staring at her intensely with confusion and intrigue. For the first time since he woke up he eyed the strange woman who claimed to be his best friend, Valerie. She looked like Val, but older and curvier. Her long, dark curly hair looked tousled and put into a sloppy bun atop her head as a few coily strands fell to frame her heart-shaped face. Lack of sleep and tiredness was evident in her features as dark marks circled her beautiful Hazel-green eyes. She sat back her seat and pulled it up once again to his bedside.

"Do you know what the doctors say is wrong, Danny?" She spoke with a small smile.

"Apparently, I have amnesia and can't remember parts of my past."

"What can you remember?" She gently took his warm calloused hand into her softer ones and soothingly rubbed the back of his hand. Danny felt uncomfortable as she did so. The action was too intimate for just friends.

"Last thing I can remember is…You moved away, and Sam and I were on our date and Tucker got a scholarship to M.I.T…" Danny continued to list the things off from their junior year of high school and Valerie listened patiently until he finished. They sat in silence as Valerie worried her lip and Danny fished his tired brain for the missing pieces of his memory.

"Hey, Valerie." He called out. She looked up from her lap and smiled.

"Yea?"

"I really appreciate you being here for me, but can you call Sam? I want to see her."

Valerie felt her heart twist. "Sure thing, Danny. The gang should actually be here really soon.

-V-

Writing for this pairing has been in my mind for a long time since I rewatched the series! Hope you guys enjoyed it and leave a review!