Hey guys! Words cannot begin to describe how sorry I am that I haven't updated. I am even more sorry about this chapter. I have been busy and in a writing funk. I promise to try and get back on schedule.

I don't own Danny Phantom.

MADDIE'S POINT OF VIEW

After the four teens were done eating they headed to their classes. Dash put Danny's muffin remains in an empty bag as well as a donut. He told her that when she wanted a snack she could have it. The exchange was an interesting one to say the least. It was obvious that the two had gone through this before. He knew all about her issue and she trusted him to help her. It hurt a bit to know that my own daughter trusted a teenaged boy more than her own mother. She was supposed to be able to come to me about all of her issues. Looking at Jack told me he felt the same way. When it cones to Danny, Dash knows more than us, her parents. Not only that, but he seemed pretty familiar with how to help her. I guess it is a really good thing he is staying with us.

Wait... He is staying with us. That means for the time being he will be with Danny and us at the same time for hours on end. I bet if we were to pay close attention to their interactions we would find the key on how to assist Danny in the way she needs. It would be as simple as that. I turned to face my husband now that they were out of the room.

"I have a plan." I said to him. "If we do it properly then we will be able to help Danny like Dash does."

"And if it fails?" He asked.

I didn't need to think about it long.

"Then we will end up losing the trust of our only daughter."

DASH'S POINT OF VIEW

At the end of the school day Danny went to the bleachers at the football field while I went to the locker room to change for practice. What awaited me was a very unhappy football team.

"Did I miss something? Why are you all glaring at me?" I asked them confused a tad bit scared.

"How could you date Danny and not tell us? We are your team. The moment you decided to take the cutest girl in school and not tell your team was one of the most vile, monstrous, and above all-"

"You just want to know how she is in bed. Don't you?" I interrupted the various members who spoke.

"Like you had to ask. Now, are her breasts really that big or does she wear a push up?" Kwan asked.

"A push up what?"

"So they are natural! I knew it!" Half the team shouted.

I glared at them. They got the hint and went off to do their own things, leaving me alone. When I was done changing Kwan stood beside me thinking I had cooled down a bit.

"Have you figured out what Danny wants for her birthday yet?" He asked.

I shook my head.

"I didn't really get a chance. Some stuff happened preventing me from asking. When I go to get my gifts I am giving her you and the others can come with."

"You are getting her more than one thing?"

"I am going to both parties and I am her boyfriend. Of course I am."

"Oh. How many are you getting her?"

"Three."

Coach chose that moment to have us go on the field and start practice. Good thing too. I don't know where that conversation was going to go if we kept talking. It seemed to me like he wanted to know more about Danny and what had prevented me from asking her what she wanted. Between sex and the thing with her friends I am not sure I wanted to tell him anyway.

DANNY'S POINT OF VIEW

After School was over I decided that I wanted a snack so I ate the rest of my muffin and the donut Dash put in the bag for me. When I was done the team came out and started practice. I didn't really pay attention to what they were doing. Instead I focused on ny homework. At least I started to. When I was struggling with math my ghost sense went off. I put everything away, grabbed my stuff and ran to the bathrooms near the concession stand. I felt Dash's eyes on me as I ran into the girls room. I put my things in the large stall and locked the door. I focused on my ghost half and left the bathroom. I flew up into the sky and looked around. I did not see a ghost that was making its appearance obvious. I scratched my head and a second later I felt a blast of ectoenergy collide with my back. I hit the ground hard and turned to see who hit me. It was not a ghost but Vince in his Red Huntsman get up.

"Great. Just what I need." I grumbled as I stood up.

He lowered his board so he was hovering a few feet in front of me with an ectogun pointed at my face. If I could see his face through his mask I am sure that he would be scowling at me.

"What did I do this time?" I asked.

"You are nothing but ghost scrum. You ruined my life and you need to pay." He replied.

"How about we set up a payment plan instead of you trying to kill me? I mean, I don't have a paying job but I could get one."

"Nice try ghost. That won't cut it. You are a menace. You are the lowest of the low and need to be put down for good."

"How am I the lowest of the low? What about Skulker, or Ember, or I don't know just about any other ghost?"

"They are nothing. They may be bad but they are honest about it. Unlike you."

"But I am a good guy! Well girl."

I heard his weapon make a shrill sound meaning he was getting ready to shoot.

"No you are not!" He pulled the trigger.

I shot into the air to avoid the blast. I fired an ectoblast of my own aimed at his weapon destroying it. He growled and pulled out a bazooka looking one and took aim.

"Remind me next time not to do that since you have a bigger weapon at the ready." I yelled to him.

"Sorry, but there won't be a next time."

He was about to fire an ectorocket when I blasted not only the weapon but also his board. It started smoking and malfunctioning. He crashed to the ground and I took the chance to escape. Before I could get blasting distance away however, he fired a blow that hit me in the leg. I screamed loudly and started to fly away faster. I used intangibility to get into the bathroom before I realized I was in the men's room. I them went through the wall again and entered the correct stall. My back and leg were killing me. I had worn knee length leggings and a long shirt making the wound on my leg very noticeable. My back did not hurt as badly leading me believe that the blast that hit my leg was made by a stronger weapon. I grabbed my things and limped out of the bathroom and back to the bleachers. The moment Dash saw me he ran over to me.

"I saw you rush off and heard you scream. What happened and why are you limping?" He asked me.

Other people started walking over to us so I said in a hushed voice, "Ghost sense went off but it was just Vince in his gear."

His expression hardened before he turned to the coach who had walked over when he saw me limping.

"I need to take her to the nurse." He said.

The coach nodded and Dash went to pick me up bridal style when I said hurriedly, "my back!" causing him to throw me over his shoulder like a fireman. He grabbed my things with his free hand and walked me back to the school. Luckily the nurse had not left yet. She asked me what happened and Dash answered before I could.

"The Red Huntsman was fighting Phantom and stray blasts hit Danny."

"Ghosts... They can't even aim right." The burst muttered.

"No... the blasts were from the Red Huntsman's weapons."

She seemed genuinely shocked.

"Really?"

I nodded.

"Huh..."

She took a look at my leg and applied cream and wrapped it in gauze. She asked if I had been hit anywhere else and Dash told her my back. He was then kicked out and she did the same thing to my back.

"It is not as bad but not good either. I am going to call your parents. Tell Mr. Baxter he can comeback in once your shirt is on."

I did what she said and soon my parents were hugging me making my back hurt. Dash went to change since practice had ended and we left. I sighed in the GAV.

"What is it sweetie?" My mom asked.

"She and I were going to get ice cream on the way home." Dash stated.

My parents offered to take us for ice cream and I perked up. Sure I was in a lot of pain, but I was getting my promised treat.

We got the ice cream and sat at a table outside to eat it. I savored every lick of my chocolate soft serve cone. I looked at Dash and tried to see what he had gotten.

"What's that?" I asked him.

I barely noticed both of my parents getting up to get napkins leaving Dash and me basically alone.

"A hot fudge sunday with coffee ice cream, cherries, whipped cream, m&m's, and caramel. Want some?" He told me.

I nodded and he scooped up a heaping spoonful and made to feed it to me. I blushed but accepted the ice cream in my mouth. Fudge got on the sides of my mouth a bit of whipped cream got on the tip of my nose. Dash smiled at me and used his thumb to wipe my mouth before cleaning it in his mouth. He then kissed the cream off of my nose causing me to blush even more.

"Dash, my parents." I whispered.

"They are getting napkins."

"So? They can still see us."

"No. You are just being paranoid."

"I am not."

"I didn't kiss your lips. I pecked your nose. No big deal."

I glared at him lightly and he smiled.

If this were to keep up my parents would get suspicious. That is the last thing I want. Dash's expression became serious.

"Okay. Fine. You win. It is just..." He sighed and his expression became one of worry. "You really had me scared. And you got hurt. All I can think of is if your injuries were worse. That scared me."

"It scared me too. Trust me. I-"

"Hey you two. What are you talking about so intently?" My mom asked returning with my dad.

Dash and I jumped away from each other startled.

"Nothing much." I said returning to my ice cream. Dash did the same. My parents looked at each other and I glanced at Dash.

"Well, we got napkins if you kids need them." My dad stated.

We thanked them and soon we were on our way home.