Chapter 11

Tucker POV

Oh my gosh. I pictured Danny on the floor screaming in the cafeteria, gripping his neck with ectoplasm blood on surrounding him. I shuddered. I felt a comforting hand on me and turned to see Valerie. She gave me a small smile and whispered, "Its ok Tuck. I'm sorry for Danny. That was the scariest thing I ever seen." She paused and took a breath, and exhaled, "I feel bad for ever hunting him. But at least he's still alive. Right?"

I nodded almost crying. She hugged me and smiled. Valerie pecked me on the cheek. I wiped away my tears and gave a slight smile. She grabbed my hand and took me to 5th pd.

Sam POV

I watched as Mr. and Mrs. Fenton carefully placed Danny in the RV. His little limp body curled as his mother shifted him inside. His mom waved at me and drove off in a hurry.

As they felt the school bell rang signaling 6th pd. I took a breath and walked to 6th.

Maddie POV

I stared at Danny's bandages all over his body. Oh, my baby boy. What happened to you? My hands were clasped together, fingers shifting every second.

"Hurry Jack. I want to put Danny in bed." He didn't answer but increased his driving speed, making me hold on to a bar hanging near the seat. Suddenly he jerked to a stop so fast, I had to hold Danny so he didn't fall off.

Jack came out of the car, carefully grabbing Danny while I opened the door to the house. Switching on the light, I grabbed a couple pillows from the nearest closet, and fluffed them into a head shape on Jack's and mine bed. I want him warm and comfortable, and this is the closest bed. Just as I was doing that Jack brought Danny's little curled body into the house and gently placed him on the bed. I held an ice pack in my hand from the freezer and placed it on Danny's head. Jack grabbed the bed's blanket and threw it on Danny.

Some of his cheek colors returned to a blushed pink. At least he's getting blood back. Jack left the room and returned with an old blanket we haven't used in a while, but was still warm and soft, and wrapped it around, already noticing he was cold. There he'll be ok for the time being. I exited the room with Jack on my tail. He closed the door softly and we both went into the lab seeing if we could do anything for him.

"I know! We could make a serum that heals twice as fast as a ghost usually does." Jack whispered, excitedly.

I signed and sat down, "Honey, I know we could do that. But I don't want to rush things. I want his naturally ghost self to calm and heal properly, not with the doohickeys we always create. Ok honey? Maybe next time."

He nodded understanding. "I need some fudge to calm." He walked out of the lab, carefully not making noise that could wake Danny.

I walked into the living room and saw a couple of pictures of my family years ago.

Danny hugging me when he was probably, 7 years old? I signed. I miss those memories. Where ghost fighting wasn't that big. When Danny wasn't risking his life every day. When he wasn't half dead.

I opened my eyes in shock. I walked to the lab again and unplugged the machine. It all started when I walked into the portal and turned on the button labeled ON, Danny's voice echoed. I peered a look at the now turned off portal, when I noticed it. ON. The button which changed my son's life. The button that killed half of him. The button that was the mistake.

A tear wiped down my face in regret. Why did I ever do ghost hunting? To protect my family? To protect my town? To protect everyone from ghost danger? That's my mistake. But if I never did it, I wouldn't have married Jack, had the children I love now. I stopped crying and stood up. It's not the end. It won't be.

I plugged the portal back and it roared to life. I walked away from it slowly. But If that never happened Danny wouldn't have found half of his real self. I smiled. I don't regret anything. Danny's purpose in life was to get his other side and live with excitement. I didn't make a mistake. I never did.

Danny POV

Pain soared up my body. My eyes jerked open to find myself in my parents' room. I felt searing pain on my neck. I laid my head down, my hair flying on my eyes. I blew it out of my face and signed. Least I'm not dead. My throat was dry. Wish I drank more at lunch.

I decided to call my mom. I tried to yell out but my throat was really affecting me. So I started to moan.

I heard footsteps and saw the door open. My mom was standing with a small smile. "Danny?" She whispered. I couldn't nod or say yes so I moaned again. She went up to me with a glass of water. "I bet you want this." She helped me up to an adjustable place so I wouldn't yell out from pain and so I could drink better. She sat next to me and held up the glass. She placed a straw in it and thrusted it to me. I placed the straw in my mouth and felt the cool liquid go past my throat and into my body. My throat no longer felt parched. I stopped drinking and she placed it on the counter.

"You ok honey?" I now had the energy to nod slightly. She smiled knowing I was well, but frowned asking another question.

"Who did this to you? Nobody in your school could do this to you."

I tried to make out some words, but my throat was still a little dry, but I was able to say, "V-v-l-a-d."

My mom made a confused face, "Do you mean the Wisconsin ghost or Vlad Masters?"

I forgot to tell her Vlad was a ghost too. How did that slip my mind? "B-b-o-th."

"What do you mean? Are you saying Vlad is a ghost?" I nodded.

"We'll have to tell you dad soon. He won't be happy." I nodded one again. "But right now you need to get your rest. Ghosts heal 3 times as fast as humans and depending on your situation you'll be able to walk by tomorrow afternoon. Ok sweetie?" She got up and went to the door. "See you in the morning." She closed the door leaving me alone. The faster I heal, the faster I can be stronger and beat the heck out of Vlad.

Sam POV

Tucker pasted me on his hover board. He must be really concerned about Danny. Valerie was on my tail, trying to catch up with Tucker.

We finally landed and changed back to normal. I walked up and knocked on the door. Jazz answered the door with no emotion. "Come on in." Her voice sounded like she was crying earlier, no surprise. We all walked in with sad happy faces. Mr. Fenton was sleeping on the couch, holding a ghost toy. I giggled at the sight of that.

Mrs. Fenton said Danny was sleeping in their room, so that was why Mr. Fenton was sleeping on the couch. I nodded understanding. Jazz walked up the stairs holding up her sobs with her hand covering her mouth. Mrs. Fenton showed us through the hallway, and suddenly stopped at a door. She knocked quietly and put her hear slowly on the door. She smiled and opened the door. We walked in, tip toeing. My mouth had bent and formed a grin.

When I looked back, the door was shut, leaving us inside. Everyone walked up into the bed. I saw a little plump shape squeezing a pillow in its grip. I found some raven hair poking through the top of the blanket, probably suffering from nightmare. Oh Danny.

The body shifted from its place and now we could make out his hair all over his eyes, his eyes shut like a little child. He opened his ice blue eyes, staring at us. He started to groan grabbing the pillow and putting it on his face. "I want to nap." He started to kick his feet.

Did that fight give him brain damage or something? We all started laughing at him, and soon revealed his face. "What's so funny?" He started to squint at us if we were blurry little shapes. His eyes seemed brighter than usual.

"You are!" Valerie said with a big grin on her face, one that I've never seen before.

Danny adjusted himself so he was sitting on the bed with his back to the wall. He gave us a goofy smile and replied, "I know I am." He turned ghost, and floated towards the ceiling, his head 1ft away from hitting the wall. His emerald eyes glowing at us. He crossed his legs like a 5 year old and grabbed the blanket laying on the bed.

"I'm cold." He started to shiver in place, placing the humungous blanket on his shoulders, rapping himself head to toe.

We all started laughing at the little wrapped Danny floating in front us. This probably wouldn't happen again soon.

He floated down and smiled falling face first into the bed. Danny turned human, stood up and walked to us. He was wearing gray sweats and a long white tee. "What time is it?" He asked innocently.

"Almost 7." Tucker said, staring at his PDA.

"Good." Danny yawned, waving his hands to stretch. He started to walk out with everyone else following except me. I stayed behind and noticed Danny didn't flinch with his cuts. There were bandages but I didn't think there were any cuts left. I ran to catch up and noticed that they were all in the kitchen eating some cookies Mrs. Fenton made.

"Enjoy them. There fresh from the oven." Mrs. Fenton looked towards my direction, beckoning to try the treats. "Come on Sam. They're your favorite." I nodded and took a warm dough cookie. I bit into it my mouth watering.

"Thanks Mrs. Fenton." I said with my mouth full of cookie dough.

"We have to talk about something mom. And this is for everyone." Danny said sternly. His tone sounded serious as if it was bugging him for days.

"What about?" His mother said with a worried expression.

"A war of a life time."

How's that for an ending? Thanks so all the reviews. The next scene is planning the strategy and after is the actually war. (: Thanks so much everyone!