Danny tried for an hour picking the lock. It wouldn't work. The pin was
twisted and the jewels fell off. He was just frustrated. What would his
parents say? What would his sister say? Would they be looking everywhere
for him? These questions flooded his mind as he thought about the fact that
they were gone for nearly two days. He shook them away and remembered Dea.
She was lying there, still holding his hand. She was asleep and she was
warm. This was reassuring to Danny. At least she didn't leave him this
time. Skulker fell asleep on the couch with the paper over his face and the
remote in his hand. Danny didn't feel safe with that. He knew why a second
later. Skulker rolled over and the remote fell on the couch under him. The
button depressed and Dea snapped up groaning. She was desperately trying
not to scream. She didn't want to wake Skulker for fear of him hurting her
more. Tears were streaming down her face. She looked as though she had half
a mind to move that remote, but she didn't.
Danny: Dea, just move it!
Dea: No! If I wake him, it's going to be worse! It's not even halfway pressed and my head feels like it's about to split in two! Danny: I can't stand seeing you in pain anymore! I'm getting out. I'm moving that dang remote! Dea: Ugghh!! How are you going to get out anyway? Picking the lock doesn't work. I tried. Danny: Dea, help me out here, I've got no idea what I can do! Dea: Danny, I'm getting dizzy. Danny: Oh jeez, stay with me! Stay awake, girl!
Dea: Danny, it's hard. I'm really trying, I really am! It's getting worse Danny! Danny: He's standing right behind us isn't he?
Dea: Want me to tell the truth? GYAH!!
Dea keeled over backwards. She was awake, she was just trying to numb the pain even a little bit. She had to speak to Danny.
Dea: DANNY!! Remember...remember when we were walking...Dash came up...and...I kicked him? Remember? Left a big 'E'... 'Member? That's when you...when you first said...you loved me! Remember?
Danny: I remember! Dea, don't let go!
Skulker: I'm tired of all this noise! This will shut you up for good! Danny: WHAT ARE YOU DOING??
Skulker raised the remote over his head and brought it down on the table. It shattered into hundreds of pieces. Sparks flew from it. Dea grabbed her head covering her ears. She was screaming again. The frequency kept its pitch apparently. She shakily stood up. (This was quite a feat considering the pain) She shouted something about this being his last sight, she doesn't really remember. She kicked the top of the cage. It burst open and she climbed out. She fell the instant she hit the floor. She tried to turn into a Phantom, but she didn't have the strength. She whispered to Danny for help.
Dea: Danny, you still have that pin? Danny: Yeah! Here!
She took the pin and jammed it in. It was stuck now. She pulled a few more out of her hair and jammed them in also. She turned and looked a Skulker with a weak, menacing smile on. Right then, she kicked the lock off. The pins made it stiff enough to just fall off. Danny then climbed out too and attacked Skulker right away. Meanwhile, the pitch in Dea's head reached so high, she couldn't take it. She fell down and hit the floor. Crashes and sparks flew everywhere in the background. Danny flew back down, a light trickle of blood coming from the corner of his mouth. He wiped it away and turned back to Dea. He saw her on the floor, unconscious. Again, her breathing was getting more shallow by the minute. Danny woke her up.
Danny: DEA! DEA!! WAKE UP! Dea, come on, wake up, please! Please!
Dea's eyes fluttered open for just a few minutes. Just long enough to talk. When she spoke it was in a whisper.
Dea: Danny, I can't hear anything. I can't see either. Danny, I told you I wasn't worth it! I told you to leave... I know it's you, because I can feel your heartbeat. Everyone's heart pattern is different. Yours is always beating fast...like you've got adrenaline flowing in you perpetually. UGH!! Danny! The pitch's getting higher! Danny...wait...
Her eyes closed but she was still speaking. Her breaths were becoming shorter, more frequent.
Dea: Danny, I can feel it. You're speaking...I can't hear it. Danny...behind the...workbench...in the next room....
She pointed over to the door with whatever strength she had, and fainted. Danny knew he had to hurry. He ran as fast as he could to the room. There was only a wooden workbench and a table littered with many objects. Danny tipped over the workbench and there was a small transmitter. It was beeping slightly. Danny broke the antennae and turned it off. He ran back through the doorway to Dea. Her arms were still encircling her face and her breathing was still fairly shallow. She was cold again...colder than Danny willed her to be. Her breathing deepened a little bit. It deepened even more until it was her normal breathing again. Her body temperature stayed colder than usual, but she was alive. Danny held her head in his lap, waiting for her to regain consciousness. Several hours passed. She hadn't stirred a bit, but she was still breathing. Another two hours later, Dea woke up. She looked weakly into Danny's eyes (or where she thought they were) and said quietly, "We made it." Danny smiled.
Danny: We did Dea. We made it. Skulker's gone. You're ok, I'm ok. Nothing can happen now. Dea: But Dan...I still can't see. (sigh) Is this the way it's going to be?
Danny: If it is, then we'll get through it. I'm always here for you... Dea: No matter what. When I'm with you, I'm not scared. Even if I can't see. Hey, any idea how this happened? I can hear again, but I can't see. Danny: It probably happened because you were blind for longer than deaf. You could be blind for...life.
Dea sat up as best she could. She looked at where she thought Danny was sitting. She hugged him. She could never express the gratitude she felt toward him for saving her life.
Danny: Dea, just move it!
Dea: No! If I wake him, it's going to be worse! It's not even halfway pressed and my head feels like it's about to split in two! Danny: I can't stand seeing you in pain anymore! I'm getting out. I'm moving that dang remote! Dea: Ugghh!! How are you going to get out anyway? Picking the lock doesn't work. I tried. Danny: Dea, help me out here, I've got no idea what I can do! Dea: Danny, I'm getting dizzy. Danny: Oh jeez, stay with me! Stay awake, girl!
Dea: Danny, it's hard. I'm really trying, I really am! It's getting worse Danny! Danny: He's standing right behind us isn't he?
Dea: Want me to tell the truth? GYAH!!
Dea keeled over backwards. She was awake, she was just trying to numb the pain even a little bit. She had to speak to Danny.
Dea: DANNY!! Remember...remember when we were walking...Dash came up...and...I kicked him? Remember? Left a big 'E'... 'Member? That's when you...when you first said...you loved me! Remember?
Danny: I remember! Dea, don't let go!
Skulker: I'm tired of all this noise! This will shut you up for good! Danny: WHAT ARE YOU DOING??
Skulker raised the remote over his head and brought it down on the table. It shattered into hundreds of pieces. Sparks flew from it. Dea grabbed her head covering her ears. She was screaming again. The frequency kept its pitch apparently. She shakily stood up. (This was quite a feat considering the pain) She shouted something about this being his last sight, she doesn't really remember. She kicked the top of the cage. It burst open and she climbed out. She fell the instant she hit the floor. She tried to turn into a Phantom, but she didn't have the strength. She whispered to Danny for help.
Dea: Danny, you still have that pin? Danny: Yeah! Here!
She took the pin and jammed it in. It was stuck now. She pulled a few more out of her hair and jammed them in also. She turned and looked a Skulker with a weak, menacing smile on. Right then, she kicked the lock off. The pins made it stiff enough to just fall off. Danny then climbed out too and attacked Skulker right away. Meanwhile, the pitch in Dea's head reached so high, she couldn't take it. She fell down and hit the floor. Crashes and sparks flew everywhere in the background. Danny flew back down, a light trickle of blood coming from the corner of his mouth. He wiped it away and turned back to Dea. He saw her on the floor, unconscious. Again, her breathing was getting more shallow by the minute. Danny woke her up.
Danny: DEA! DEA!! WAKE UP! Dea, come on, wake up, please! Please!
Dea's eyes fluttered open for just a few minutes. Just long enough to talk. When she spoke it was in a whisper.
Dea: Danny, I can't hear anything. I can't see either. Danny, I told you I wasn't worth it! I told you to leave... I know it's you, because I can feel your heartbeat. Everyone's heart pattern is different. Yours is always beating fast...like you've got adrenaline flowing in you perpetually. UGH!! Danny! The pitch's getting higher! Danny...wait...
Her eyes closed but she was still speaking. Her breaths were becoming shorter, more frequent.
Dea: Danny, I can feel it. You're speaking...I can't hear it. Danny...behind the...workbench...in the next room....
She pointed over to the door with whatever strength she had, and fainted. Danny knew he had to hurry. He ran as fast as he could to the room. There was only a wooden workbench and a table littered with many objects. Danny tipped over the workbench and there was a small transmitter. It was beeping slightly. Danny broke the antennae and turned it off. He ran back through the doorway to Dea. Her arms were still encircling her face and her breathing was still fairly shallow. She was cold again...colder than Danny willed her to be. Her breathing deepened a little bit. It deepened even more until it was her normal breathing again. Her body temperature stayed colder than usual, but she was alive. Danny held her head in his lap, waiting for her to regain consciousness. Several hours passed. She hadn't stirred a bit, but she was still breathing. Another two hours later, Dea woke up. She looked weakly into Danny's eyes (or where she thought they were) and said quietly, "We made it." Danny smiled.
Danny: We did Dea. We made it. Skulker's gone. You're ok, I'm ok. Nothing can happen now. Dea: But Dan...I still can't see. (sigh) Is this the way it's going to be?
Danny: If it is, then we'll get through it. I'm always here for you... Dea: No matter what. When I'm with you, I'm not scared. Even if I can't see. Hey, any idea how this happened? I can hear again, but I can't see. Danny: It probably happened because you were blind for longer than deaf. You could be blind for...life.
Dea sat up as best she could. She looked at where she thought Danny was sitting. She hugged him. She could never express the gratitude she felt toward him for saving her life.