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Sam and Cindy ran their little butts through the forest. Sam knew exactly where to go and how to get there. Through and through, she could not stop thinking about Danny. He didn't look so good this morning and he looked worse after she fell. He was definetly sick to the bone. She wanted to turn back and help him, but she would get caught. Cindy saw the ship that was being loaded with food and supplies, this was the American Spies who were to investigate the Concintration Camps.

"Looks like this is it," whispered Cindy, "let's go."

Cindy grabbed her sisters hand as Sam was looking back at where they'd just left. Cindy went inside the ship along with Sam who was still looking at the same direction. She knew there was something wrong with her sister.

"Sam, what's up?" Asked Cindy as Sam looked at her.

"I . . . I can't stay here," muttered Sam.

"What? Are you mad?" Shocked Cindy as the lever to the ship was about to close and then Sam jumped right through the crack, "SAM!!" it was too late, the lever closed and the ship, then left its dock.

Sam could not believe what she just did, she left the ship that was to leave to America. She swam to the surface and knew that America was not where she belonged. She wanted to be with Danny, the love of her life. She finally found the guy of her dreams and was not about to leave him in sickness condition. Sam clutched her arms and ran back into the forest.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Danny Fenton OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Danny, the next morning, woke up with a sore head and junked up nose. He didn't feel very good at all. He started moaning and then fell back into bed.

"What cha doin ya lazy son of a gun!?" Yelled Dash.

"I don't feel right," moaned Danny sickly.

"Oh crud man, you have a 103 fever," widened Dash, "Aw man."

"What's going on here Kammando?" Asked General David.

"He's got a fever," told Dash.

"Aw man, I ain't gonna have my soldiers be sick on a day of war. Let's take this man home, we've got other soldiers here," told General David.

Danny was home before he knew it. At least he didn't have to suffer with the Jews, one more second, and he'd go mad. His Dad was out to war, his mother was making dinner, and Jazz was at his side holding his hand. He felt a sense of comfort after what he'd been through.

"You'll be ok Danny," whispered Jazz, brushing her hand through his hair.

"Just let me die, I can't take more of my people suffering," moaned Danny.

"Don't you dare say that Danny," glared Jazz.

"Jazz, they're burning," said Danny as Jazz's eyes widened, "don't let them burn!"

"What's going on?" Gasped Maddie as she saw her son twist and turn like a mad dog under his covers.

"He said something about someone burning . . . I think," confused Jazz as Maddie put her hand on Danny's and he flenched with pant.

"Honey, settle down, you're gonna be ok," said Maddie, "nobody is getting burned."

"YES THEY ARE! DO YOU KNOW WHAT I SAW!? I SAW INNOCENT LIVES BEING BURNED AND YOU TELL ME IT'S GONNA BE OK!?" Yelled Danny as Maddie and Jazz stood in shock, "it's people like you, Mom that watch God's people get wasted and burned in Death Chambers and think everything's gonna be ok. Tucker's gone now, I hope you're happy. I've spent my life everyday watching those Jews get burned that've done nothing wrong and the youngsters being used for target practiced. I wanted to kill myself when they made me shoot my best friend and you know what. IT'S THAT GOD DAMN SON OF A BITCH HITLER DOING ALL THIS! HE'S NOT A GOD! HE'S THE DEVIL AND I'LL BE LAUGHING MY GOD DAMN HEAD OFF WHEN I SEE HIM BEING BURNT IN HELL FOR BURNING GOD'S PEOPLE!! THEY'RE ALL BITCHES AND YALL ARE BITCHES, WOMAN!!"

Danny then realized what he just did. He not only took the Lord's name in vain, he cursed his mother and sister. According to the Bible, anyone who curses his or her mother, is to be put to death, at least in the Old Testemant. "He will not be held guiltless for taking the Lord's name in vain" was what it said in Exsidous. Danny smacked his head on the pillow with tears streaming down his face. Maddie was speechless and didn't know what to say, neither did Jazz.

"Danny?" Muttered Jazz as Danny turned his head with red puffy eyes.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that," cried Danny, "has the Concentration Camp made me gone mad?"

"What happened?" Asked Jazz.

"Every single Jew, mostly women and children, were burned in a Death Chamber. Everyday, thousands of Jews go in there, I could smell the fumes. They go in there buck naked," muttered Danny, "I still have nightmares about it."

"Oh son of a gun," shocked Jazz as she turned to her mom, "and you and dad put him in this mess. What kind of parents are you?"

Jazz streamed out the door with anger as Maddie stood speechless. She never in her life saw her son like this, it was like the camp turned him mad or something. It looked like he lost everything. She felt defeat and guilt pouring into herself as she heard the doorbell ring.