Uhh Party peeps,

This is very hard to explain so I am going to have to split personalities for a minute.

Personalities Good Freshgal, Bad Freshgal, Evil Freshgal

Good Freshgal: "As you know chapter 10 was supposed to be a songfic but the more I wrote the more lemon-y the chapter got until…"

Bad Freshgal: "It turned into an awesome freak-fest."

Good Freshgal: "Well sort of. Its just that I like to follow the rules and don't want to get kicked off the site."

Bad Freshgal: coughs "Pussy"

Good Freshgal: "Excuse her. Well anyway its still a good chapter, it was co written by InaShioriInuyashazgurl who is so awesome btw, but not entirely necessary for the story. So instead I have just skipped a chapter that's why this is named chapter 11.

Bad Freshgal: I don't see what the problem is. Danny is just too cute and funny not to be a total freak. I mean it makes perfect sense that he would eat her..."

Good Freshgal: Quickly covers Bad Freshgal's mouth and smiles awkwardly. "Umm, you know what let's just get to chapter 11 shall we. But if you really want to read chapter 10 email me, okay.

Evil Freshgal: Rubs her hands together wickedly "Will there be blood and suffering in this one?"

Good Freshgal: "No blood, but a little suffering."

Evil Freshgal: "Aw." Pouts.

Eleven-year-old Valerie looked up at the woman above her. Her afro hung above her like a brown halo and her green eyes that looked over the field around them sparkled like the smile upon her face. Val's small hands tugged gently at the black belt that hung from the waist of the woman's Judogi to get her attention.

The woman's smile widened, "You are always the eager on my little Judoka protégé"

Valerie smiled, "I am always ready mama."

Odeda ruffled her daughter's curly hair and after taking a few steps back said, "Show me your Nage no kata."

The young girl sighed and went through the steps as if she were doing something as routine as if it was as simple of as task as brushing her hair.

Valerie was a child prodigy when it came to Judo. She and her mother traveled to foreign places and went against other highly trained students from around the world and won. She had brought great pride to her mother's dojo.

One after the other her mother called out the different katas and Valerie followed each one perfectly. It was if they were having a conversation. They were so in sync with each other it was almost scary.

After finishing her last kata Valerie bowed to her mother. Her mother smiled but didn't bow back.

"Today is not a day to fight, Valerie."

"Why not?" the girls pouted.

Odeda just smiled and walked over to her daughter. She sat cross-legged beside her before tapping the place beside her. Valerie took her place sitting at her mother's side.

"Valerie, I will not be here forever."

"Mom, don't say that."

"Ah, but it is true. One day you will not have me and you must understand something."

"What?"

"Not everything can be fought with your fists."

"Who says?"

The woman laughed, "I say. Someday you will have to realize that you cannot fight every problem with judo."

Valerie sighed, "Then what do I use?"

"When the problem comes, you will know."

OoOoO

Valerie's eyes popped open and focused on the dark green ceiling above her. She hated that dream. It always came to her before something big happened. She could feel the tension of it still in her stomach.

She felt something heavy across her abdomen. She adjusted and it tightened around her slightly. She looked down and over the warm comforter to see a well-muscled arm wrapped around her. Smiling she slid in the bed closer to the warm nude mass next to her.

"You weren't trying to leave were you?" said a voice from under the pillow next to her.

"No, not that you'd let me go anyway." she responded.

"Damn right."

She giggled and lifted the pillow to kiss his cheek, "Good morning lover."

"Don't you mean good evening?"

Valerie looked over at the clock on his bedside table; it read 9:00 pm.

"Wow I didn't know it was so late."

"Val, you've only been asleep for two hours."

"Well I wasn't exactly looking at the clock, were you?"

"No."

"Then how did you know that I had only been asleep for two."

"Because I watched you sleep for the first one."

His comment had thrown her off. She smiled and kissed his cheek and then his lips, "You are such a stalker, ghost-kid."

"Hey," he opened a baby blue eye to look at her, " as long as the hair is black I'm Fenton."

"Yeah but no matter what you'll always be my Danny."

As if on cue they leaned into each other and kissed deeply. Valerie snuggled into him as close as possible. She buried her face in his neck as he held her close. She lay still as she felt his body relaxing and slowly drifting to sleep knowing that sleep would not come to her that easily.

Her mind went back to her dream. It was more of a memory of her mom almost two years before her disappearance. She remembered the day that it happened.

She and her dad had been waiting for her mother to come home from the dojo but she never did. They found her car near a river with the keys in the ignition. They called it a drowning but never found a body.

After that Valerie stopped touring. Her father sold the dojo not wanting to have the painful truth staring in the face everyday. Then they just packed up and left. Her family was well off and they didn't have any problems about it. She buried her mother once more in her head, as did her father. She as a subject became taboo.

Slowly a sound began to enter Valerie's ears. It was soft at first but slowly began to take her over. It consisted of deep, slow breaths and a constant strong heart beat. It was coming from him. It was the sound of Danny and it was the most soothing thing she had ever heard. And as she was lulled to sleep she wondered to no one in particular how she could be in love with a man so much that even in sleep he comforted her.

OoOoO

Tucker paced around his office looking at the phone that sat on his desk. It had been four days since the 'mystery ghost' and there was still no word from the heroes of the day.

Not only was he worried but also Sam had been down his throat for some odd reason. She was constantly telling him to call and find out what happened. He was sure that if he didn't do something soon he'd be a goner.

He picked up the phone and dialed, "No doctor I feel great, and of course I'm ready to go back to work. Sam will take great care of me," he mocked himself.

The phone began to ring but there was no answer. He was just about to give up when he heard a soft click and a sleepy, "Hello."

"Danny?"

"Hey Tuck. How are you man?"

"Oh I'm fine if you forgive the stitches, an insane caretaker, and the fact I haven't seen my friends in nearly a week."

Danny looked over at Valerie. She was lying in front of his stereo with headphones on wearing one of his oversized shirts trying to warp the Danger Mouse mix CD she made him in high school.

"Well, you always said I needed a vacation and plus I need some time to heal up."

"Yeah tell that to someone who doesn't know you have ghostly healing powers." Danny looked down at his hands, the cuts looked as if they had never happened. "Oh and how about I call Dameon and tell him that you're taking a well needed vacation with his daughter."

Even though Danny knew he wasn't oblivious he knew it was better to tread lightly around a man with enough ecto-guns to rival Valerie.

"Alright," he sighed, "what's up Tuck."

"Well it's just the fact that the ghosts haven't come back yet."

"So, we had a big disturbance. Its not like they are going to come back instantly."

"They did after the Shadow King,"

"True, but,"

"No buts Danny it just all seems so weird."

"Okay, I know. I'll be in tomorrow."

"Thank you."

Danny sighed and walked over to Valerie. She pulled out the headphones and moved to lean against him. He wrapped his arms around her and let himself drown in the deep beats.

Tucker sighed and scratched his head. He knew what he had to do but hated to be the one to do it. He picked up the phone and prepared his ears.

Once again a soft click, "Hey Sam."

"Yeah."

"I called Danny for you."

Yeah I'm ending it there, sorry but this will have to do for now. Tired, work's a bitch but hey what can you do. I want to give a special shout out to ShyDragonne; sorry I haven't returned your e-mail Yahoo's a bitch too. Laugh please.

Keep it Fresh.