Chapter 14:

Danny was standing next to his parents, the bright orange jumpsuit he wore was the exact same as his fathers. It snagged in places, rubbing at his thighs and squeezing his stomach a little too much. Danny had almost forgotten how much he'd grown since freshman year; with more muscle and less lankiness... It was a miracle that all of his clothes were already a few sizes too big.

The gun felt heavy and familiar in his gloved hands, and Danny felt his fathers broad hand on his back, leading him farther into the empty park. It was eerily quiet, and Danny could feel the icy fog escape from his lips. His breath hitched as the tracker on his gun lit up for the sixth time in half an hour. He stared at the GPS, silently cursing the ectoplasm that stuck to his DNA. His father scolded him, taking the Ghost Detector from Danny's hands. "I don't understand how you manage to break everything you touch." Jack gritted his teeth, tossing a handheld ghost blaster into his only sons shaking hands. This time, a detector sounded again, but on Maddie's gun, pointed towards the North end of the park.

"Fenton's! Move!"

Danny ran after his parents, his shoulders taught and his pistol pointed as he tried to swallow the blue mist that he tasted in the back of his throat. There was actually a ghost here? His parents were actually following an actual lead? Damn.

"There it is!" Jack yelled, barreling forward over a hill. Danny followed, Maddie running in front of him with her gun aimed forward. Their view cleared, and Danny could just see the neon green of a ghosts tail slip behind a tree. Jack threw himself forward, grabbing at the pack he had slung over his shoulder. Maddie blasted her gun, and Danny had to fall back to stop himself from running back to the house.

Gun.

They're ghost hunters, Danny.

Pain...Hurt...Blood.

They'll catch you.

Run.

Everything was buzzing around him, and Danny squeezed his eyes shut. Suddenly, it felt as if the entire world was being shot to hell; Danny had been playing hero for three years, and he had learned that it truly was a thankless job. The ghosts that threatened people, that had no thoughts for how humans would be effected, had been dragged back to the ghost zone by Danny time after time... But Sam and Tucker had been the only one to truly thank him for it. Many times, he was blamed for them escaping and causing damage... And after a while, Danny started to believe it. He drew these ghosts here with his presence, and he was responsible for the humans who were hurt by ghosts and the ghosts hurt by humans. It wasn't uncommon for him to be attacked. Hell. It was almost his job, almost, and it was certainly more rewarding than seeing the town fall to pieces.

Danny knew he could take on his opponents, even if he ended up with a battered and bruised body. He could be beaten, he could be pummeled. It wouldn't bother him. But God, he flinched, please not a gun. Not again.

That's why his insides twisted into double knotted bow ties when he heard the high pitched scream coming from in front of him. His blue yes flashed open, and Danny felt like his strung stomach was going to implode and fall from his rigid body.

Desiree was being held against a tree, her eyes wild as her long wavy curls flew about in her distress. Danny saw Jacks hands on either of her arms, the ecto-mits on and stopping Desiree from phasing through both him and the tree to safety. Maddie had her gun pointed at her, and Danny watched as his friends wide eyes filled with tears.

"D-Dad...!" He stammered, stepping forward to pull his mother away, but was shoved off, sending him to the ground. Danny watched in horror as his parents set their jaws. Oh no.

"Dad, here! I have the thermos!" Danny got up again, trying to gain his parents attention. He saw Desiree's panicked eyes, and her lips twisted as she strained with all her strength against Jacks gloved hands.

But Danny saw in his fathers frosty eyes that he wasn't listening. His eyes looked haunted, cold, dead even. It was scary and frightening and Danny couldn't help but lose his breath as he watched his father glare at his friend. "No, Danny. You need to learn that when there's something in your way, you need to take it out... In anyway possible."

Danny's eyes went wide, watching, staring, nearly tearing up as he watched his mother aim her gun at Desiree's head.

XxXxX

Dash found himself sitting in the exact same place Danny had found him just last week. So much time had passed since then, but it almost felt like no time at all. Dash had spent all of two hours alone with Danny, and he'd started to think that maybe Danny had cared for him... But surely that wasn't so. Dash had seen the look on Danny's face the other night. He'd seen that hate radiating off of him as he'd saved the red haired boy, fought the other jocks for the geek, and held the little nerd...

A growl rippled through Dash's throat. He'd hated seeing Danny so close to the boy, hated seeing him hold the redhead, and hated seeing them leave together even more. Dash hadn't realized how much he missed Danny being near him until suddenly... He wasn't there anymore.

So here he sat... Thinking, waiting, and trying to stop the jealousy from pulling at his gut. He'd waited at Danny's house after waking up in the middle of the night, but Danny hadn't come back. Dash had expected Danny to come back so that they could talk and fix things, but after staying up since 3, Dash couldn't wait any longer. He'd stepped from the house, not caring that the morning wind was pricking at his skin.

At the park, Dash watched the city slowly wake up, and yawned at passing birds and dog walkers. He felt restless and tired at the same time, like he could run a mile but didn't have the energy for it. It was crazy, and it sucked, but Dash couldn't help but think that maybe it was because Danny wasn't there with him.

Suddenly, there was screaming. Dash went wide eyed, his nerves locking as his head snapped towards the screech. It was mortifying, the female voice swelling in some kind of agony... And then another voice went into the mixture, one that sent Dash onto his feet and into a sprint towards the forest section of the park.

XxXxX

"I'm going ghost!"

Reviews:

Guest-

hey i started reading this today and i love it they story is realistic and kind of cool, questions r is Aaron going to find out his secrete is he also telling Aaron's parents, is dash going to be a problem in this story (should more in this story he caused enough trouble), or is he coning to be a helper in it, actually before we even get to that are we going to be seeing more of dash at all? anyway i love it update soon love your work. ~~Thank you very much for reading my story :) I'm glad you enjoy it ^^ As for your questions, I'm afraid you'll have to wait and see x3 sorry to be a tease, but I'm not really one for giving a story away before its written :P However I can say we will be seeing more of Dash, and I am sorry that Dash hasn't been as present as some may want, but that is going to change! :)

Splitsanity-

I love this story! I so don't want it to end! I rewatched the entire series and at the end was like "NO! This is a Nocturne dream that comes with electrifying results because he kissed Sam and and wakes up to him supposed to be dating Dash!"

I will patiently await the continuation of this story! The Danny/Aaron is adorabru! So KAWAII!

Have I mentioned I love this story! Keep up the good work! (And good luck with band camp from a fellow band geek!)~~ Thank you so much! :) your reviews are life savers ^^ that would be amazing if the original series went from DxS to DxD! :o I never really was into Danny with her anyways, (even if she does have an amazing name). Thank you for being patient.. its much appreciated! and thank you for the awesome enjoyment of the Danny/Aaron stuff :) Thank you thank you thank you! :) and band camp sort of drained me, but i'm up and ready for the new year! :) whoop whoop! Go band!