Chapter 4 Location: (Amity Park)
"Danny time to get up!!" A voice called from downstairs.
Danny woke up just before the voice had yelled, but kept his eyes closed, trying to slip back into his dream while it was still fresh in his mind. Within minutes he had slowly drifted back to sleep, turning on his side and smiling slightly.
His door opened and Jazz peered inside, growling as she walked into the room, glancing at Danny's bed. He was lying there, sleeping away with the covers still pulled all the way over his head. She rolled her eyes and walked up to him.
"I told him to get to bed strait when he came home but nooo, don't listen to me..." she muttered.
"Danny get up right now before I tell mom and dad how late you stayed out last night!" Jazz hissed in his ear.
Danny muttered something in his sleep, moving slightly, but he didn't wake up; which just made Jazz even annoyed with him than before.
She started shaking him back and fourth, trying to wake him up. "Danny get up!" she yelled.
Danny's eyes opened partially and he looked around to see nothing but the blueness of his blanket. Having just woken up from a dream only seconds before, and feeling himself getting shaken, his eyes suddenly widened and his shot up from his pillow so fast he accidentally toppled over the side of his bed, getting tangled in his blanket.
'Come on get off you stupid thing!! I have to fight that ghost!!' Danny thought, as he struggled to free himself.
Instead he just ended up falling flat on his face with his hands caught behind him, trapped in the blanket.
'Oh great, there's a ghost trying to strangle me and I'm trapped in a blanket!!' Danny thought.
He was just about to go ghost and phase out of it when suddenly he heard a familiar voice.
"Danny you are such a dork..." Jazz said crossly, walking over to him.
She grabbed part of the blanket and jerked it forwards as hard as she could manage. Danny toppled out onto the floor, landing painfully on his back.
"There, now maybe you'll get up when I call you the first time..." Jazz said, throwing the blanket onto his bed.
Danny grimaced slightly in pain as he glanced up at Jazz. "Jazz? But—What are you doing in here? I thought there was a gho—"Danny started. He stopped quickly before mentioning the word 'ghost'.
"What do you mean what am 'I' doing here? I yelled for you to wake up but you didn't listen! So I came up to tell you again and you 'still' didn't listen! Than when you actually woke up, you started freaking out!" Jazz shouted.
Danny growled. He was still angry about moving, he was tired, now he was hurt, and Jazz's yelling wasn't helping his already awful mood.
"Well so-rry! How would you feel if you woke up, something was shaking you and you couldn't see what it was?!" Danny snapped, sitting up.
"Well I wouldn't have had to shake you if you had just woken up the first time!"
"Well maybe I didn't hear you!" Danny snapped.
"Well maybe you would have heard me if you hadn't been to busy staying out until nearly midnight last night, and than coming home and messing around instead of getting right into bed so you could be up early in the morning because we have to leave today Danny!!" Jazz yelled angrily.
Danny stared at her, not knowing what to say. Jazz sighed tiredly, putting her hand to her head. For a few minutes there was an uncomfortable silence floating about the room, and neither of the two siblings looked at each other.
"Okay look. I'm sick of arguing okay? Mom and dad are loading the rest of the stuff into the moving van. They want you dressed and ready to go in ten minutes." Jazz said calmly, breaking the silence.
Danny looked down at the carpet, still not getting up.
"Danny—"
"I know okay?! Just go away and leave me alone for a while!" Danny snapped.
Jazz stared at him, growing upset with his sudden reaction. "I was just going to say that this whole moving thing is getting to me too. That you're not the only one who's upset about having to leave. But I guess you're too busy thinking about what you have to leave behind instead of caring about anyone else." Jazz snapped angrily, leaving and shutting the door behind her harder than she normally would have.
Danny heard Jazz's footsteps fade as she thundered down the stairs. He sighed and threw himself back onto the floor, his back throbbing painfully as he did so. He cringed slightly but ignored it as he stared up at the ceiling.
He hadn't meant to snap at Jazz like that. He had figured she was about to say something about hurrying up to get ready. But she was right...he hadn't really considered that Jazz didn't want to move either. He had just been thinking about himself, which normally he didn't do...
He sighed again, sitting up to find that he was still wearing the same clothes from the previous night. He sighed, rather annoyed, and picked himself up from the floor. He walked over to his closet to find that it was empty, except for the few hangers that had been left there.
"Great...mom must've packed my clothes too...which means I'm stuck wearing this unless—" Just as he turned around he noticed a clean pair of clothes folded neatly on his desk.
He walked over and snatched them up, walking into his bathroom and changing quickly. He examined the cuts on both his shoulders, which were no longer hurting as they had been the previous night. The redness had faded slightly and they were barely noticeable.
He brushed his teeth and his hair, looking at his reflection in the mirror as he did so. He looked pretty tired, as there were lines under his eyes from lack of sleep. But after all, with the ghost, Jazz's ranting the previous night about him coming home late, and the thoughts of moving, he hadn't gotten much sleep...
He walked back into his room and sat at his bed, pulling on his socks and sneakers. Butterflies seemed to have invaded his stomach, and there was a small tugging of guiltiness for not being down stairs helping his family pack. But he also just wanted to be alone for a while...to just be in his room for one last time...
He threw himself backwards on his bed, his feet still touching the floor until he began swinging them back and fourth slightly.
'How am I going to go through school without Tuck and Sam around to help me out...how am I going to fight ghosts by myself, have someone cover for me so I don't get grounded for the rest of forever...how am I going to just start over in a brand new place again...' these thoughts rushed through Danny's head, making him feel even worse.
His eyes burned slightly and began to water, but he quickly wiped them off with the sleeve of his T-shirt as he stood up and walked towards his door.
He was about to open it, his hand pausing over the doorknob. But he slowly turned towards his window, his face brightening up somewhat.
He locked his door as two blue rings formed around his middle, both going in separate directions. His clothes were replaced with the lab suit, his hair turning white, his eyes glowing green.
He walked over to his window and pulled it open as he went invisible. He closed his eyes, letting the morning breeze blow across him as it blew his soft white hair back from his face.
The sky was still fairly dark, and there were touches of orange and pink in the horizon. Thin sheets of clouds were covering most of the sky, and the moon was just barely noticeable. Morning was still over an hour away, and this was the perfect time to do one last thing before he had to leave...
Danny flew out of his window and hovered in the air for a second, watching his parents in the driveway below him.
The moving truck was parked right behind the Fenton RV and both of his parents were busy loading the rest of the boxes into one or the other. Jazz was leaning up against the railing near the stairs, arms crossed. She looked upset, and a tad irritated at the same time.
Danny sighed slightly, knowing that he was to blame for at least some of her discontent for the day.
But he tried to forget about it as he took off a little ways away from his house and shot higher into the air, soaring up to the thin layers of clouds.
They were wispy, and delicate, colored a darkened gray; which probably signaled that a storm would be approaching later in the daytime.
Danny flew right through them, the chilliness and moisture of the clouds splashing against his face.
But he didn't mind, as it seemed to be awakening him more. He flew just above the cover of clouds and stopped after another minute, floating again, but this time lying on his back in the air.
He put his arms beneath his head and crossed his legs, letting the current of air move him slowly to the side until he blew back through the layer of clouds again. He closed his eyes, making sure he stayed invisible as he listened to the soundless ness of the early morning.
As he slowly drifted into a light sleep he suddenly heard a sort of droning noise behind him. But he was so relaxed that he ignored it. That is, until it got even louder...
Danny opened one eye irritably and looked around, seeing nothing. He growled slightly and closed his eyes again, breathing in the fresh air.
But the humming suddenly grew even louder than before.
"Okay you know what?! I came up here to get some peace and quiet and I can't even do that because of a stupid—"Danny opened his eyes suddenly to see a large white commercial airplane flying strait towards him at top speed.
"Ahhhhhh!!" he yelled, diving down and out of the way just as it zoomed past him.
The turbulence from the plane knocked him over and over again in the air and he started falling. He caught him self long before he hit the ground though, growling angrily as he shot back up through the clouds to see the airplane continuing on in the distance.
"Oh yeah?! Think you can ruin my day?! Well tough! Cause it already sucks pal!!" Danny yelled, cupping his hands around his mouth to amplify his voice.
But the noise following the airplane blocked out his ranting. He glared after it, taking into consideration an ecto attack.
But instead he just sighed and flew back towards his house. Just as he reached it he went invisible and floated about six or seven feet above the driveway, watching his family below him.
"Jazz where's Danny? I thought you were going to tell him to come down and help us." A woman inquired.
She had short red hair, violet colored eyes and was wearing a blue and black jumpsuit. There was a belt around her middle, pouches all around it. Jazz rolled her eyes.
"I did tell him to come down. He's probably too busy brooding to help out." Jazz said, annoyed.
Danny growled slightly. 'I'm not brooding! Well...I might have been earlier, but I'm not right now!' he thought.
"Don't worry Maddie, I'll get him! You two just get ready to hit the road!" a man said cheerfully, walking over to them.
He had short black hair that was graying on the sides, and deep blue eyes.
He was wearing an orange lab suit, much like Maddie's, and was slightly large in stature.
"I don't know Jack...maybe we should leave him be for a little while longer...we can finish up some other things...after all, moving is going to be hard on him...leaving his friends behind and all..." Maddie said.
"Oh so wait. Danny's suddenly the only one who has friends now?! What about me?! I have friends! Does anyone care that I have to leave them behind?!" Jazz snapped.
"Jazz honey we didn't mean it that way..." Maddie said, trying to reassure her.
Jazz moved away from her parents, "Well you could have fooled me...I'll be waiting in the car." She said crossly, storming down the driveway towards the Fenton RV.
Danny flinched slightly as he heard the car door slam shut.
Jazz sat in the front seat, crossing her arms and glaring out of the front window.
Jack and Maddie glanced at each other. "I'll go get the rest of the boxes...you can talk to Danny..." Maddie said, heading back into the house.
Jack followed her, but turned and hurried up the stairs while Maddie walked into the living room.
Danny's eyes widened and he flew around to the side of the house, soaring back in through his open window.
He turned and closed it again as two blue rings formed around his waist, his lab suit fading and his normal clothes appearing again.
He ran up to his door and unlocked it, throwing himself on to his bed just as Jack turned the doorknob and walked into the room.
He walked in and his eyes fell upon Danny, who was lounged out on his bed looking at the ceiling. He walked closer to see that Danny was slightly breathless and sweating, as if he had been running around.
"Danny?" Jack asked suspiciously. Danny looked up at him and smiled innocently.
"Hehe...hi Dad! What are you doing up here?" Danny asked, sitting up and moving to the edge of his bed.
"Uh...I just came up to see how you were doing son...you know, this moving thing really isn't as bad as it seems..." Jack told him.
Danny, who had, for a short time, forgotten about moving, felt his throat start to tighten slightly as his father mentioned it again.
"I mean think about it son, it's Roswell! There's bound to be ghosts around there somewhere!" Jack said eagerly.
Danny sighed miserably and Jack's face fell as he saw his son so discontent.
"Danny look...there are a lot of reason's why we're moving..." he said.
"Like what?" Danny asked.
"We—well uh...for one, your mother and I haven't been making much selling our inventions...and living in Roswell with all of tourists could prove helpful!" Jack answered.
"And?" Danny asked.
"And what?"
"And what else? That can't be the only reason we're moving...is it?" Danny added, hoping his father would say no.
Jack sighed. "To tell you the truth son, your mother and I have always wanted to live there...and we would have moved before, but you met Tucker and Sam and we didn't want to split all of you after you had finally found such good friends...and for a while we kind of forgot about it, but lately it's just seemed like a really good idea...so we finally decided to go through with it..." Jack told him.
"Well thanks dad. For waiting until I had friends. Because now it hurts even more that I have to leave them behind." Danny snapped, getting off of his bed and walking over to the window.
He crossed his arms as he glared at the tree next to the windowsill.
Jack sighed. "Danny we didn't do this to hurt you, or your sister for that matter...but trust me son, you'll like it there! You're always complaining how Amity is boring and there's never anything to do...well now you'll have a whole new town to explore, new sights to see!" Jack said optimistically.
Danny looked at the ground, shuffling his feet impatiently. "I guess you're right..." he said.
"That's the spirit son!!" Jack said, embracing Danny in a hug.
Danny gasped for air but Jack didn't seem to notice.
"Uh...dad? You're choking me..." Danny managed to gasp.
"And the car trip Danny! Think about it! Singing, and car games, it'll be great! Although you'll have to do that with your mother, because I have to drive the moving truck..." Jack said, finally letting him go.
Danny took a deep breath of air just as Jack grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the room.
"Come on Danny, let's go!" he said cheerfully.
"Ahhh! Dad! Slow down!" Danny said, as his father hurried down the staircase, half dragging Danny along with him.
Danny finally managed to pull his arm from his father's grasp and Jack stopped, looking up to see Danny standing in the central point of the staircase.
"Danny what are you doing?" he asked.
"I just—I think I forgot something..." Danny told him.
"Oh! All right! Just meet everyone out at the Fenton Ghost Assault Vehicle when you're done! And hurry...I think you're mother's finished packing..." he added, before hurrying out of the door.
Danny sighed as he walked back up the stairs, opening the door to his room and looking inside.
"Well...I guess this is goodbye..." he said to himself, looking at the interior of the room that he had lived in for fourteen years.
He closed the door, taking a deep breath and letting it out again as he walked downstairs and out to the Fenton RV.
His father was in the moving van, and he honked the horn as Danny passed, making him jump about three feet into the air in surprise.
Danny hurried over to the Fenton RV and pulled the door open to find Jazz sitting in the front seat with his mom.
Jazz turned and glanced at him, sending him a dirty look before turning back around.
Danny ignored her and stepped into the van, pulling the door closed and sitting down in one of the back seats.
"Okay...do you both have everything? Anything you think you may have forgotten?" Maddie asked, looking at both teens.
Danny and Jazz shook their heads, not really paying much interest.
"Okay, looks like we're good to go Honey!" Maddie said, picking up a small walkie-talkie that was attached to a holder next to the radio; and speaking into it.
"Great! Let's move!" Jack said, his voice coming through the speaker.
Maddie deposited the walkie-talkie back into its holder and put her foot to the gas, driving out of the driveway.
Danny hurriedly got up and walked to the back, sitting in the seat that was stretched out in front of the rear window, and peering out to see his house slowly fading from sight.
His line of vision was soon replaced by the moving truck, which Jack had pulled behind the Fenton RV as Maddie drove down the road.
Jack waved and Danny turned around, slumping in to his seat.
"Good bye Amity..." he muttered, as Jack happily honked the horn of the moving van again.