HalfafanD: Ta da! Another chapter that I pulled out of one of my many awesome hats! Yeah, I have quite a few. Here's chapter dos! Enjoy! Also to give you a better description on Eve's hair; her hair, while strawberry blond, is more red than blond but is still strawberry blond.

Disclaimer: Danny Phantom doesn't belong to me. If it did I would've pulled new episodes out of one of my fantastic hats by now.

Hospitality

Beep

What was that sound?

Beep

It's so loud, yet too far away to reach.

Beep

He stretched out a hand to attempt in turning it off, but ended up touching only air.

Beep

Where was the 'off' switch?

Beep

God that's so annoying. A groan escaped his lips. His throat felt dry.

Beep

He needed water.

Beep

For heaven sake could someone turn that annoying whatever it was off! He reached again to turn it off, but once again only felt air.

Beep

Giggle

That infernal racket won't quit… wait, what was that?

Beep

Chuckle

Someone was laughing at him. Someone was making fun of him being unable to turn off the noise. But he couldn't see anything but blackness. God he was thirsty.

Beep

And come on; someone turn that darn thing off!

Beep

That is it!

Slowly, he could now feel the muscles working to open his eyes. The first thing he saw was a white ceiling with florescent lights. He blinked. What is this? Where was he?

Beep

God that thing was more annoying than the Ghost Gabber! He reached his arm to his right to turn it off but again, nothing but air.

A light chuckle reached his ears. "I don't think I've ever seen a patient hate the heart monitor this much before."

Wait; what? He lowered his arm and looked to his left. Sitting in a chair beside him was a beautify woman with wavy strawberry blond hair and dark emerald green eyes smiling at him in amusement. Her hair was tied back messily into a ponytail and a few hairclips with stray bangs still hanging with faint curls.

The memories came rushing back to him in full swing. This woman helped him. And what did she call that annoying piece of crap; a heart monitor? Is that was it was? Then the beeps were his heart. Now he understood why heart beats were mostly silent. It would suck to hear that clearly everyday.

"It's more annoying than my alarm clock." Danny replied. Because he could turn that off.

"I take it your time to answer means you remember everything."

Danny nodded. "Yeah, you kept your promise." He was referring to Eve being there when he woke up; she never left his side.

At that she smiled. "I always keep my promises."

"So, your name's Eve?"

She nodded. "Yes, Doctor Eve Waterland."

Well that explains how she was able to help him; she was trained for this. "I thought you were a paramedic."

She did say that did she; to a degree at least. "I used to be. But I got my doctors degree and got promoted. The driver was my old partner."

"Yeah; the guy who breathed in sleeping gas." What did Eve call him; Espo?

Eve let out a laugh. "It was an accident; a kid messed with one of the release valves on career day and he didn't notice. Passed out for four hours. I promised him I wouldn't tell anyone about it since I was the only witness."

Now it was Danny's turn to laugh. The guy reminded him of Tucker somewhat; or even himself. He and Tuck had a few off days as well. Like when he and Tuck fell asleep at the zoo and Sam managed to get a picture of it; she never told anyone about it, but still didn't let them live it down.

A short silence fell into the room before Danny decided to get this over with. "…How long was I was out? What happened?"

Eve took a breath. "You were out only for five hours. As soon as we got you here, Espo helped be get you to the room and a few others helped out with patching you up and closing the wound. You broke three ribs from your fall along with two fractures on your left leg. You also sprained your right wrist and the gash made you loose a lot of blood and ectoplasm. Jamie also put on a small bandage for the cut on your face. Aside from some other minor bruises that's it."

Danny reached his good hand to feel the cotton attacked to the side of his face. "I don't feel anything though."

"That's because of the pain medication. I took a shot in the dark and added a plus one factor on all the normal dosages for a human. You know because…" She trailed off.

"You're right. Medicine runs faster in my system, so I usually take an extra pill or extra milliliter when taking something."

His brain then froze. Wait; he didn't transform while he was out did he? Danny grabbed a strand of his hair and lightly pulled it in front of his eyes; making them go cross-eyed as they focused on it.

The halfa ignored the short snicker at the funny face he was probably making right now and sighed in relief as he leaned back against his pillow; he didn't transform. But didn't she say blood and ectoplasm?

He turned to her. "Did you say blood and ectoplasm?"

She gave a nod. "Yeah, I was wondering if you could tell me about that. When I found you, you were bleeding both ectoplasm and blood. You also have a heartbeat and pulse, and you can breathe. Care to explain that?" Well, this was new.

He didn't respond. He couldn't just tell her he was half ghost.

"…You don't have to tell me if you don't want to; at least not now. But I will need to know eventually."

"…What about those other people that helped you; did they see it too?"

Eve paused to think. Esposito did seem surprised to see that the kid she was helping out was Danny Phantom.

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Esposito opened the back and helped Eve lower the gurney out of the car. By the time Eve got out last and closed the door, he'd seen to supposed kid who was still out like a light.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa… wait; is that Phantom; the Danny Phantom? What the heck is going on?"

"Now's not the time to answer questions, Espo. He needed help and that's our job." They began to wheel him into the building and down the hall to the designated room.

"But the Fenton's said he's dangerous; even if he's a super hero. And again with that stupid nickname, I told you not to call me that!"

"Yeah, but since when do I ever listen?"

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"Yes, they did. But they knew that it was no time for twenty questions so if they noticed they never asked and I doubt they ever will. We from the medical division are experienced in the art of the 'patient confidentiality' excuse. The press won't catch a whiff of this unless you want them to." Eve said with a triumphant smirk.

Danny smiled.

The room's door opened to find a nurse in red scrubs. She held a clipboard and seemed to only be paying attention to it as she addressed the female doctor.

"Eve, I ran into Mr. Gatsby in the lobby; he wants to see you." She looked up from her clipboard. "Oh, uhhh…Phantom." The nurse stated; a little surprised. "…You're awake." She finished lamely. The woman was African American with extremely short hair and aquamarine eyes.

"Can't this wait?" Eve asked. She promised she would not leave his side.

"No can do. He seemed pretty irritated when I saw him. The press has been hounding the lobby ever since they caught wind that he was here." She said gesturing to Danny.

He looked back at Eve. "I thought no one but Espo and a few nurses knew I was here."

"Not totally true. Sure some other colleagues saw while you were rushed down the hall, but that's how life is here: a patient is wheeled down the hall, don't question it until they're back to being well and they feel like talking. But there were visitors who might've saw and they don't exactly go by our self unspoken rules. They could've easily taken a picture and posted it or tweeted about seeing you."

Danny groaned. "Don't they have anything better to do?" It was a rhetorical question, but the two ladies couldn't agree more.

Eve then decided to get back on topic. "Fine, I'll go down there. But I can't leave Danny alone or in another person's hands; he resisted me in the ambulance just to avoid the hospital."

"Hello; I'm right here."

"I'll keep an eye on him until you get back. I did help you in bandaging him anyway. I won't let anyone else in here."

Eve smiled. "Thank you." She then turned to Danny and gestured to the African American. "Danny, this is Jamie; the woman I mentioned earlier. You know; the one who patched up your face. She'll take my place until I get back from the lobby. If you need anything just ask her."

Danny only nodded; he knew saying he wanted her to stay and not be alone was a vain attempt. Plus this Jamie lady helped while he was out. She seemed okay. But he couldn't let his guard down, especially now that everyone in town knew he was here.

Once Eve left the room, Jamie and Danny stared at each other.

"So, a ghost that bleeds ectoplasm and blood," Danny tensed; not again. "And I thought I've seen it all in this darn hospital." The woman laughed.

Now he was confused. "You're not going to ask?"

"After we finished treating you and got you settled in bed, Eve told everyone who helped not to utter a word of you being here and just to cover it with a typical fourteen year old kid getting injured. She also said not to pressure you into telling us why you have a heartbeat and all that jazz unless you want to."

Danny smiled. He didn't know why Tucker was so afraid of these places; the people here were nice.

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Eve stood patiently in the elevator alone as it carried her down to the lobby where her boss, Mr. Gatsby, was. She always found it strange that her boss just so happened to have the same last name as a character from a roaring twenties themed novel. And the similarities weren't that far off either.

Both were wealthy men; though her boss only mildly. Threw a lot of parties; though the one's her boss threw weren't as extravagant and were just fun holiday parties thrown for either his subordinates or the patients and kids who stayed here. And both have fallen in fully devoted love; and now he's married with two wonderful kids.

The elevator made a ding right before the doors opened; and Eve was astonished at what she saw when she entered the lobby just a few steps from the hallway where the elevator let her off.

Crowds of people were right outside the hospital, blocked off by the police from getting in; as if this place had just turned into a press conference. There were journalists and news reporters in the lobby as well, but at the moment were occupied with something.

She also spotted the Fentons by the reception desk; they must've been asking to see Phantom and she had a pretty good idea why. Eve continued to glance around until she spotted her boss by the wall, seeming exhausted while watching the press with an annoyed look.

The strawberry blond walked up. "You wanted to see me sir?"

Mr. Gatsby turned to face her. "Waterland, what is the meaning of all this? You think you can just bring anyone in?" He harshly whispered as to not alert the press on her presence.

"Sir, with all due respect we're a hospital; it's our job to help the sick and injured. Phantom's no different."

"But he's a ghost." He quickly retorted. The green eyed woman knew this wasn't Gatsby's normal behavior, he was usually very understanding. It must've been pressure from the Fentons, fans, and the press that has him all wound up. "This place looks like one of those big band concerts my kids might want to go to someday."

"Hospitals have treated famous people before; it's just never really happened to us. As soon as he leaves, everyone will stop hounding us."

"But that's the problem." He then took a deep breath to calm down. "One of your friends alerted me of his condition Dr. Waterland. From what I can only assume is that he'll only be here for a week right?"

Eve nodded. "They didn't tell you anything else about him did they?"

"No, said that the less we all knew the better. But Phantom seems to trust you."

Eve narrowed her green eyes. "What are you saying?"

"I'm sorry, Waterland; but I have orders from the mayor. You're in charge of Phantom's care for the next few weeks, but you'll be followed by reporters and hidden cameras throughout the hospital. Mayor Masters doesn't want Phantom leaving until you uncover his secrets and he doesn't want you telling him he's being watched either."

What? She couldn't; she wouldn't. This went against everything she stood for; everything the hospital stood for.

"You can't do that sir! The hospitals policy-

"I know Waterland. Why do you think I'm so on edge? As a hospital it's our job to help people and those people have a right to confidentiality. But with the mayor's orders and the fact that he's a ghost, there's not much I can do about it."

Now Eve was pissed. "Then where is the mayor, I'd like to give him a piece of my mind."

"Right behind you." A new voice replied.

Eve turned around as Mr. Gatsby look around her as well to see none other than mayor Masters himself. And behind him, were all the journalists, news cameras and reporters she spotted earlier.

"Dr. Waterland if I'm not mistaken. It's a pleasure to meet you."

HalfafanD: God I'm so evil, leaving you hanging like this. I think I did pretty well. And yes, my class has been reading The Great Gatsby; yes I have him stuck in my head; and yes I love the story. It's awesome. The movie was great too minus the music, I was expecting 20's themed swing music but I didn't hear any and it kind of upsets me. If you're going to do an authentic movie or show that sticks in a certain era; stick to its culture! I mean look at the Agent Carter show, it's great! The music, the dancing, the radio, the dialogue, the fashion; it's all spot on. But anyway, I'm rambling; see you in the next chapter. Please review, no flames.