Still can't figure out the comments...I'm so innept. sigh

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"Danny?" Jazz looked away from the porthole purposefully, pretending to search the room. When she turned to see them, Danny was nowhere in sight. "Sam, Tucker," she took a few steps towards them, "I thought I heard Danny down here."

"Yeah, I"m here," he said, stepping out, looking normal from behind his two friends. "You won't tell mom and dad, will you?"

"That's what I wanted to tell you," Jazz said as she walked up to him. "Mom and Dad are coming."

"They're what!?!" he hissed and looked down at himself as if to confirm that he was really standing there. He looked around in panic, seeing his sister and friends, and the porthole, which had opened completely. "I gotta g--" he looked down again, he looked as if a wind were starting to blow around him. "Huh?" he looked around at the porthole, as he started sliding towards it. "NO!"

"Yeah, they're down there. I just hope Danny didn't go down there too," they heard Maddie's voice come to the top of the stairs.

"Danny!" Jazz didn't think, she just acted. Jumping out, she grabbed his hand before he was pulled into the zone. Sam grabbed her waist before she could be pulled in along with Danny.

"Pull Tucker!' she groaned. Tucker grabbed her shoulders and started to pull too. Danny looked up at them, framed in the green of the ghost zone, confusion and fear in his eyes.

"Don't let go!" he whispered to Jazz.

"I won't," she whispered back.

"Sam? Tucker?" Maddie's voice wafted down the stairs, causing all of them to jump. For those few seconds, Sam loosened her hands, just barely, but just enough. Jazz and Danny went spinning into the porthole.

"NO! Jazz!" She lunged forward, trying to grab them before the door shut, but she raked air as the door shut, throwing the basement into relative darkness.

"What's going on down here?" Maddie asked, stepping onto the basement floor.

"Was it a ghost?" Jack asked excitedly, peeking his head around.

Sam and Tucker glanced at each other for what seemed like the hundredth time that day, neither one sure of what to say