Directly related to Family Secrets and Thrill of the Chase. It can almost be considered a really tiny epilogue to Thrill of the Chase.
Jazz
Jazz lay on her bed reading her book. Her feet kicked up as she lay on her belly, a pose she'd not allowed herself since she was a little girl. Not since her parents had restarted their ghost portal project. Not since Danny ended up getting hurt. Changed.
But so much was different now. Now they knew. Now everyone knew. The first few months had been a little hectic what with Danny's ice core going on the fritz and Mom ending up getting possessed by that imprint. People still weren't recovered. Jazz still sometimes caught Mom in the kitchen in the middle of the night gorging on everything she could find, growling with red eyes at being discovered. Sometimes Danny still sleepwalked or sleep-flew to lay around in snowdrifts or the walk-in freezer of the Nasty Burger or even Vlad's place. Sometimes Dad still holed himself up in the lab and he wouldn't come out for hours, just tinkering silently.
And sometimes...
BOOM
"Okay, kids, everyone upstairs! We're calling Uncle Frank! Lights are going out!"
Jazz reached under her bed, not even taking her eyes off of her book. She grabbed a flashlight just as the lights went dark.
She continued reading her book under the beam of the flashlight, feet still kicking idly as she lay on her belly on the bed. She waved to her mother as Maddie ran by wearing full radiation gear, heard the door at the end of the hallway lock as she and presumably Danny were stuck on the second floor, hidden behind the lead plates in the ceiling of the first.
Things were so much different now. But sometimes they never really changed.
