Title: 9. My Heart Full of Love

Rating: T for character death, but could probably pass as a K+

Characters: Danny Fenton/Phantom, Jazz Fenton

Minor Character: None

Pairing: Sister/Brother bonding for Jazz and Danny

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Family, A tiny bit of Angst

Danny stared at the ground, tears slowly coming to the ground, and blending into the dirt below. This had been his fault, he had told it was too dangerous to stay away, but of course she came anyways. What had he been thinking he should have locked her in the basement, made sure she couldn't follow him. Stupid!

His whole body now shook with sobs and the tears just kept coming and coming. He looked at the grave, no heart had ever been more full of love and care, but he had failed to notice that, at least fail notice it until she was gone.

He knelt down next to the pale grey stone and gentle put the flowers he had bought next to it. His mother was still in shock, so was his dad, so was he for that matter. No one had seen this coming.

His ghost sense suddenly went off and he felt a cold hand on his shoulder. He tensed and prepared to go ghost if needed, truthfully he didn't really want to go ghost, but that wasn't the point.

"It's okay little brother, it wasn't your fault."

Danny spun around quicker then he thought possible, there was only one person that called him little brother. Turning he saw her, her orange red hair was pulled back in her blue head band, her teal eyes sparkled, even her outfit stated the same the only difference was that she was sightly transparent.

"Jazz," he breathed his eyes filling up with more tears and he tackled her into a hug. "Jazz, oh Jazz I'm so sorry." he sobbed loudly into her shoulder as he hugged. Scared that if he let go she would disappear.

Jazz carefully lifted Danny's chin and looked into his eyes, the ice blue iris were full of sadness and self doubt, but a little behind them was a gleam of hope as he looked up at her.

"I love you so much," he mumbled through his tears. "Why didn't you stay at the house, you would have-" he choked on his own words.

"I would have lived," Jazz said, casting her eyes away. "I knew the risks Danny, but let's put it this way. If I hadn't come YOU would have died."

Danny shook his head, "That would have been okay! The hero is supposed to die to save others! It was my responsibility; my enemy!"

Jazz blinked and then mumbled something that sounded like "hero complex" before clearing her throat and asking. "What happened to you know..." this time she trailed off and shudder thinking of her death.

"Spectra doesn't exist anymore," he said, then gulped. "I somehow killed-" another gulp. "killed a ghost."

Jazz blinked, "oh." Was all she could say before the awkward silence started. "Mom and dad? How are they you know taking it?"

Danny looked at her new tears in his eyes, "they blame Phantom for your death. They say that he contaminated you and made you do my..." Danny's voice got quieter as he finished. "Dirty work. Both are heartbroken."

Jazz sighed and hugged her brother tighter, "it will be okay." with that she started to fade away, "I promise."

"JAZZ NO!" Danny screamed trying to hold on to his sister. "DON'T LEAVE ME PLEASE!" He begged sobbing loudly and trying to tackle her ghost.

"I'm sorry Danny, I love-" She was gone before she could finish.

"I love you too Jazz," Danny whispered to no one. Then picking himself up he left the graveyard, dragging his feet slowly.

Looking over his shoulder he read the words on the gravestone one last time,

Here Lies

Jazz Maria Fenton

A great sister, daughter, and friend

We will remember you always

Then looking a little more below it you could see where a certain black hair kid had carved it.

She died a hero, and had a heart that was bigger than everyone else's

This was another one where I saw the title and knew who it was going to be about. Jazz was the perfect candidate. However her dying was a twist that I didn't even see until I wrote it. So ya I hoped you enjoyed this.

Pairings Used

Mother/Son Bonding: 1

Sister/Brother Bonding: 1