A/N: ... I am the worst person on the face of the earth for not updating for that long. I do have a reason, though! I've been extremely busy with... Well, everything. This just started out as a small summer project to show my parents that I COULD be a writer and have a successful career in it, and I've proved I can (Thanks for reviewing!). But, as I'm currently majorly pissed off about something- I decided to use that energy to do something productive. Oh, and at the end of this chapter, there's a list of injuries I got from the camping trip I went on.

Oh, and another thing... I just realized that I'm going to have to make up some diseases to do this, since I've got just about no medical knowledge of... Anything. So, if you see a disease you've never heard of before, don't be extremely surprised.

Jazz took in a deep breath, looking up at the Masters' Mansion. Damn, it was huge. She'd have trouble finding something she guessed was about the size of a machine gun.

"Jasmine!" She cringed at Vlad's use of her full name. "How are you?"

She played the depressed card. "Okay, I guess..." She stared at the ground.

Vlad bought it. "Come on in, we can have tea and discuss what's... troubling you." He obviously had forgotten about the incident a few months ago, when she'd come to his house to help Danny.

"Alright..." She somberly dragged the small suitcase she'd packed up the concrete steps, and into the somewhat elegant Packers'-decorated mansion.


"He's just got clusters of random symptoms, nothing's connected." Cameron said, crossing her arms and slouching a little in the chair she was in. Chase nodded in agreement, but Foreman shook his head.

"There's got to be something. People don't randomly start exhibiting symptoms of something like that right after being hit with... Well, whatever the kid was hit with." He said, staring the the whiteboard, which now had symptoms scribbled all over it.

"I think it's an infection," House said in an all-knowing matter, entering the room.

"That's not possible." Cameron said, earning her a look that clearly said "You shouldn't have said that" from Chase and Foreman.

"C'mon, the kid was laying out basically getting a sun burn on his innards, and you don't think something could have gotten in when he was stitched up?" House replied, rolling his eyes. The question was obviously rhetorical.

Chase looked at the board for a moment, and he had an idea. "It could be an infection. Heperhelmith... His liver's been failing, he's had seizures... It all fits. It's a worm that lodges itself into the liver, heart, and brain, and starts to grow and eat to free up space."

"Start treatment, then! Fenton kid's been here long enough..." House said, leaving.


"Where's Jazz?" Danny asked Sam and Tucker, who had snuck back in to talk to him.

"Vlad's." Sam said, recalling Danny's sister's perfect act, and how she'd wanted to help figure out what was wrong.

"She's dead-set on finding out what was wrong, dude." Tucker replied, nodding.

"Does she think that Vlad doesn't remember what happened a few months ago?" Danny asked, raising an eyebrow in concern.

"I don't know... By the way, you don't look so good." Tucker said, looking at the machines Danny had been hooked up to after the seizure.

Danny glared at him. "Thanks."

"Chill out, Danny. At least you can talk to us without falling asleep or asking who we are again." Sam pointed out, crossing her arms.

"What rebels! I applaud your readiness to break the rules. Now get out." House said, walking into the room with a cup of pills.

"Is that a cure for Danny, or are you just trying something?" Sam asked, wanting answers.

House looked like he was thinking for a moment before answering. "Kindersex." He shoved Sam and Tucker out of the room.


"Be right back, Jasmine." Vlad said, exiting the room he was having tea with Jazz in. He was the only one who knew exactly how to cure what Danny was sick with- He and Skulker had made the gun that gave Danny the disease, after all. Vlad entered the secret lab underneath his library, seeing Skulker and the Box Ghost waiting for him.

"Why have you called me to this rectangular prism?" The Box Ghost said, in his usual not-frightening tone.

"You're the most annoying ghost in the Ghost Zone, and Skulker over there is probably the scariest looking. Anyway, now that we know where Daniel is, we can hinder any plans to cure him." Vlad started to explain his plan, and what was in it for the two of them.


And now for my injuries!

1 sprained ankle
57 Mosquito bites
9 different large cuts and scratches
Hypothermia

That's about it. It was the canoe trip from hell.