Hello again, everyone. I can't think of anything special to say so I'll just do the normal.

Thank-you Deyinel, dragon of spirits, ArmoredSoul, DiamondOfTheMoon, GladiatorQueen (New Reviewer!!) and DPcrazy for staying with me to the eleventh chapter out of thirteen. Yep, there is only going to be two more chapters after this. So enjoy while you can!

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Danny, after a long flight, reached the hospital rendered with exhaustion. He didn't know how long his body could hold up. His injuries hadn't fully covered from the collar and Vlad's whip. It was all he could do to get to his mom. (Yes, I'll continue calling Maddie his mom throughout the rest of the story now)

Just like he promised, he wasn't seen through the whole flight, and he decided to keep it that way for several good reasons. Danny saw his mom in a room with wires connected all over her pale body. A cover sheet was on her so you couldn't see to many of the wires. Danny winced at seeing her this way and was about to come in, but when the door stirred he stopped to see who the visitor or visitors were.

Jazz and Jack came in along with a goofy looking, male doctor. The man had a big, mixed-colored glasses of black and white. His silver hair was on ends, unglamourously.

"This is the guy they're trusting Maddie with?" Danny said, insultingly. "The dude doesn't even look like a doctor. Maybe like a mad scientist or something."

"Be careful with her. She is in a coma, and shouldn't be up for lord knows how long," he explained with a deep muffled voice, making it difficult for anyone to understand what he was talking about.

"Is there anything you can tell us? Like how severe her concussion is," Jazz asked, but not in her usual tone. It had heavy sadness displaying in the back.

"Well, we still have yet to find the trace of her sickness. If I had to guess, it would have something to do with her internal organs, primarily her heart. Sudden emotion changes and stuff. No surprise, really. With that new ghost ruling over us now it may become quite common. Starting this afternoon he declared that his rule would start today, this afternoon. Heck, maybe it's a good thing she doesn't know what is going on," the weird mender babbled as he tried to find the bright side of this.

"I'll give the man one thing. He bounces back quick," Danny muttered, pointing the half compliment to Vlad.

"Okay," Jazz said since Jack went out like a light bulb.

The treater left the grave room to leave the small family alone. Nobody boldly spoke until Jack decided to break the silence for everyone's own good.

"I hope Maddie will be all right. I can't help feeling responsible for this," the overly weighted man admitted.

"You shouldn't feel that way. It's not our fault that she's here. If I condemn anyone it's Danny," Jazz comforted, her words echoing in Danny's ears.

"I guess, I can't blame her," he murmured, gloomily.

"No... Danny's a good boy. He just has to many things running for him at once. He can't help this just as much as we can't," Jack opposed, surprising his daughter and son by his choice of words.

"What do you mean? If he wasn't alive then mom wouldn't be suffering like this. It would have been better for everyone if he had never even been born," Jazz snapped.

"Think about it, Jazz. You know as well as I do that he was being controlled when he left us and said all those bad things. The same applies for when he was with the Wisconsin ghost. I saw him on that pole fighting to save us from this," Jack reminded. He had obviously been thinking about this for a long time now by how he sounded the words.

"Yeah, but remember what happened next?" Jazz questioned him. "He gave in and allowed that maniac to have the world."

"Did you ever think he didn't have a choice? If he had continued defying that ghost then he would have tried attacking someone to pressure him. Which is exactly what he did. If it wasn't for Danny then I wouldn't be alive today," Jack pointed out. "For that broad move he did I owe him my life."

Jazz eyes turned from hatred toward her brother to gratefulness. Danny watched quietly outside the window, not daring to say a word of response to them. By now he didn't know which side he was on. At first he thought Jazz had the best statement about him. I mean, he had blown it big time for everyone, but at the same time Jack's gentle words recalled themselves in his empty head.

"I'm sorry. You are right. Danny didn't have much a choice. I bet right now he is trying to find some way out of this predicament," Jazz agreed, sincerely.

Jack smiled and placed his arm on her shoulder. "We better leave and give Maddie her well deserved rest," he suggested, and they both left the room while Danny entered, visibly now that noone was there to see him.

"Man, Jack doesn't blame me for this and now Jazz. How generous can they be?" he asked himself out loud.

"Danny..." A weak voice whispered calling him. It was just loud enough for the young teen to hear. He looked around, but nobody was in the room besides himself and Maddie. Danny looked down at her, surprised to see his mom now up. She was smiling warmly at him.

"Maddie? I thought you were in a coma," he said, unbelievingly.

"I was, but once I heard your sweet, innocent voice I had to wake up," she complimented while Danny only frowned.

This wasn't right. His family should be hating him for what he done. Instead, they're acting as if this was no big deal.

"You don't have to be nice to me, you know. I'd even like it better if you tell me how you feel," Danny sighed.

Maddie's face dropped, and she looked like she was going to pass out any minute. "Danny, is something wrong? You are not behaving like yourself, and you have bandages all over. What happened?" she asked, already gaining back her motherly self.

"Why do you care? I thought that you'd be mad at me. I hurt several guiltless people. I'm a monster... and now I always will be," Danny confessed trying his best to not cry in front of her but failing miserably at that.

"Is that really what you think of yourself?" Maddie asked meekly.

He could only nod in response, afraid that he would burst out a bundle of tears if he used his mouth.

"Danny, you shouldn't feel that way about yourself. It's not your fault this has happened," Maddie eased with a smile at the end.

"You don't get it. I am the one who chose to follow Plasmius. On my own free will. When he gave me that controller, I could have used it on him instead of the other ghosts. I'm the one to blame for all of this," he replied through fitting tears.

Danny then felt a warm hand touch his glove, sympathetically. He turned to see that it was Maddie's. She was quivering a little from the hasty movement. "Don't ever give up on yourself. I believe in you, and I know that if you truly wanted then you could change this future," she encouraged, her voice was getting weaker and weaker with every word.

"How? Plasmius is ten times stronger then me. It's basically impossible. If I were to even try to resist him, then he'd pull out the controller, and that would be that. Freedom for everyone is just unattainable," Danny stopped at the last sentence, realizing something. A plan forming in his mind.

He looked over to Maddie and saw that she was no longer awake. She must have fainted sometime around his sentences. The door started making clinging noises, alarming Danny that another person was about to enter.

"I'm sorry, Maddie, but I will always love you," he whispered before flying invisibly out the window.

Jack was the visitor again, but this time it was only him and not Jazz or the doctor accompanying him. He had a bouquet of red roses in his arms. He lied it in the vase beside her bed. The sunlight reflecting from the window cast a bright shine off the roses, lighting up the room.

Next, Jack placed a small, white note next to the compassionate vase of flowers. "You already know how clueless I can be. I guess I was in so much of a hurry to see you that I forgot these. Maybe it will help," he said upon her before leaving as quickly as he entered.

The note he had left read:

I will always love you, honey. Don't worry yourself too much. It will be OK. We will make it out of this one way or the other. Just remember that me, Jazz, and even Danny will always care for you.

Love, Jack

Yeah, this is a shorter sweeter chapter, because I'm trying to move toward the plot. Next one will have tons of action in it, I promise. Well, it should be, and, ParanormalPrincess, if your still reading then the next chapter is were your funny idea is going to take place.

P.S: I'm laughing right now thinking about it!

Thanks for reading again readers and reviewers, and look out for the next revealing chapter! It's going to be good, I think...