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"Danny," Maddie started to shake her son, "Danny!"
"What's wrong?" Jazz followed her mother into the room.
"Jazz, he's not breathing," Maddie gently pushed on his chest, but it didn't seem to help
"What?" Jazz ran up to him. She was right, "What's wrong with him?"
"I don't know, Jazz, but right now we just need to get him breathing again," Maddie took both of her hands and cupped them together. She put her wrists on his chest and thrust down. He jolted a bit, but still didn't start breathing.
Jazz watched her mother pursue her useless attempts to help her brother, "I know!" she saw her mother take a rest, and pulled her brother into a sitting position. His head drooped and it was almost like he was a life sized doll.
"Honey, what are you doing?" Maddie watched her daughter in curiosity.
"Watch," Jazz held him up with one hand, and jutted her wrist out on the other. She then, hit his back with her wrist at full force. She repeated that two more times.
The third time seemed to go in slow motion for Maddie. She watched her daughter hit him and then a heavy ragged breathe came from in front of her.
Jazz pulled him back into her arms and simply let him breath. She rubbed his forehead a little and smiled, helping him know that everything was going to be fine.
"Danny!" Maddie hugged him, "Jazz, how did you know that would work?"
"I didn't," Jazz didn't look at her mother, but just keep watching her brother, "It was just an idea that worked."
"Oh honey I'm so proud of you," Maddie hugged her daughter, "You saved Danny's life."
"Well, I-" Jazz was cut off when Danny hugged her. It wasn't tight or back breaking like her parents often gave. It was light, but full of meaning.
"Thanks Jazz," it meant the world to her to hear her own brother say those two words. The little voice of that little boy she remembered coming home for the first time when she was two years old.
"No Danny," Jazz hugged him back, "Thank you, for everything you do for me."
Maddie smiled. Her children were so close. Normally siblings would fight and yell, but not hers. Hers loved each other. They were the best kids a mother could have.
"So, what happened?" Jazz asked after they released they're embrace.
"I don't know… I was asleep and the next thing I knew you were ramming me in the back," Danny brought his hand to his side where the bandages were. Sitting up caused that to hurt…a lot.
"Well, maybe you should rest," Jazz helped him lay back down, "Just…promise me you'll keep breathing."
Danny laughed a little, "I'll try."
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"I wonder why Danny isn't here today." Sam Manson slung her purple spider backpack over her shoulder.
"I don't know, probably ghost problems," Tucker Foley answered her.
"Yeah, I just hope he's okay," Sam looked at the locker a little ways down that belonged to her best friend.
"Yeah, so you can mar- ouch!" Sam jabbed him in the side with her elbow.
"Maybe we should call his cell," Sam suggested.
"Go ahead, I doubt he'll answer if he's busy with ghosts," Tucker rubbed his side.
Sam pulled out her cell and dialed Danny's number. She listened for a few seconds and then but it back in her pocket.
"Answering machine?" Tucker grinned.
"Answering machine," Sam frowned. She knew something wasn't right. Usually Danny would call.
"We should go to class," Tucker announced as the bell rang.
"Yeah," Sam followed him down the hall, but took a quick look at the entrance just in case Danny was late. She sighed as she found it empty, and went into Mr. Lancer's class.
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The final bell rang, signaling the end of the day. Danny still hadn't shown up, and now even Tucker was worried. Usually he would come late, but today he hadn't shown up at all.
"Danny should've at least called!" Sam slammed shut her locker and started walking towards the entrance.
"Maybe he couldn't," Tucker tried to calm her down, "Maybe he had a lot of ghosts to fight."
"Yeah right, and he couldn't have at least called?" Sam stomped down the sidewalk, "He probably doesn't even care."
"Sam you have to-" the two stopped dead in their tracks. They were a few blocks away from Danny's house. In front of it was an ambulance.
"Oh no," Sam bolted down the sidewalk. Her worst fears began to surface in her mind.
"Sam, it's probably just something small!" Tucker yelled as he tried to catch up to her.
"No," Sam saw a stretcher emerge from the house. Her eyes widened as she saw the familiar raven black hair and pale face, "Danny!" she sped up.
"Ok…never mind." Tucker panted. Sam was much more fit than him.
"Danny!" Sam tried to reach him, but was blocked off by multiple nurses, "Let me see him! Danny!"
Danny's blue eyes opened just enough to see the struggling girl, "Sam?" as soon as he spoke he started to cough like crazy. A nurse immediately put an oxygen mask.
"Danny!" Sam's voice began to fade, along with his vision. She blurred and soon completely disappeared. He closed his eyes and fell into another deep sleep.
Jazz walked out of the house. Her face was tear stained and she watched her brother be wheeled into the ambulance. She saw Sam trying to get past the nurses, and ran over to her, "Sam, it's alright. He needs to go to the hospital."
"What's wrong with him Jazz? What happened? Is it bad?" Sam grabbed Jazz's shoulders and shook her. Tears sprang in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall.
Jazz looked away, "Its bad Sam. It's really bad."