Just in case some people didn't look at the picture:

Danny Phantom and all characters associated are Copyright Butch Hartman, except for Clarice and Allie which are copyright me!

Oh...and Thermal Detonator (sp?) are copyright George Lucas.

Didn't realize this was so cheesy...:Oo:

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"Jazz," Danny grunted, "Didn't you bring anything that could help us out here?"

"Of course I did," Jazz said, "but..." she faded off.

"But what?" Danny asked. Jazz held up a grey and green ball, with blinking lights. "That looks like a thermal detonator from Star Wars," Danny said slowly.

"It will set off a wave that will stun all ghosts in the local area," she bit her lip and looked u pat her brother. "I'm assuming that includes you."

"Oh," Danny looked down, "Well if you could get me out of here-"

"To where?" Jazz asked. "Sam hasn't given me the signal that the door's down yet, and I think this PDA camera thing was jolted when I was hit by that blast. It isn't working." She took off the ear-piece she had on, and put it in her pocket. Danny realized he had already forgotten about jazz's leg. Looking down, he saw her pants had been shredded up to her knee, and her leg didn't look much better. She had sickening greenish blisters all over her shin, and it looked burned.

"Look, Jazz...I..." Danny started, but realized he didn't know what to say...so he just repeated what he'd said earlier. "I'm sorry." He grunted with effort as the to ghosts continued to beat on his shield. Jazz looked up at him, surprisingly with a smile on her face, but before she could say anything, she heard her name called.

"Jazz!" They looked over to see a large gray suit...that looked very familiar, floating towards them.

"Sam?" Jazz and Danny said in unison, staring at the figure. "The Fenton Peeler?" Jazz asked, recognizing the old suit.

"Who else?" The goth girl asked, and pointed her ectoplasmic peeler at the girls, who had also stopped to watch Sam approach.

"Another lying human?" Clarice growled, her hands glowing brighter. Allie just growled.

"Articulate," Sam said sarcastically before turning to the two behind the shield. "I'll get you outta there, Jazz!" Danny wondered for a moment why she didn't address him, until he realized she was still trying to keep his "secret". Apparently she hadn't been watching the camera the entire time. He also realized that was probably due to her efforts at getting the force field down. The fenton peeler let off a sharp whistle as it charged, and the two girls, almost hidden by Danny's shield, started to fly towards her.

"Sam NO!" Danny said suddenly, dropping the shield, and flying towards his friend. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. With the ghost girls hot on his tail, Danny barely reached Sam in time, and tackled her around the middle, causing the blast to miss both girls, barely. Realized what had just happened, they paused once again.

"What was that?" Clarice asked.

"Danny, why did you stop me?" Sam asked?

"Because," Danny sighed, "It's not their fault." All eyes turned to look at him as he addressed the girls, who still floated, glaring at him. "Look," he said, "I'm really sorry. Things just got out of hand, and I'm sorry for whatever I did to you to make you so angry." He sighed and looked at the porthole. "When I can, I will leave." Clarice and Allie watched without interfering as he floated over to Jazz, took ahold of her arm, and began to tow her towards the porthole.

"We can leave right now," Sam said triumphantly, "its' down."

"Really?" Jazz and Danny asked. They didn't notice the red glow fading from the girl's eyes until Clarice called out to them.

"Danny!" all three turned to look at them warily. "It seems we were wrong about you, and I understand why you lied. I forgive you, and I want to say I'm sorry for the way I've acted."

"Make that two of us," Allie smiled. Danny returned their smile.

"Thank you," he said, not really knowing what else to say.

"That porthole kept you in here because it could sense you're ghost powers, right?" Clarice went on. Danny nodded. "Well," She grinned and approached him. "That," she thrust her face forward, inches from him yet again, "is ghost enough for me. You're welcome here any time as far as I'm concerned."

"Heh, heh," Danny said backing away, "thanks."

"Just don't cause a jail-break, okay?" Danny bit his lip.

"Uh...right. I won't!"

"Uh, Danny," Sam said, as the Fenton Peeler was sucked back into it's portable, hand-held form, "Jazz heard everything you just said through the Ghost Gabber."

"Of course I did," Jazz smiled. "Actually, I've known for a while."

"You have?" Danny and Sam asked in Unison. Danny scratched his head. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately.

"Well, yeah," Jazz smiled, "but I didn't want you to be forced to admit it. I figured you'd tell me when you were ready," she smiled at him, "and you did." She looked around, "although you really should be more careful where you transform."

"You guys should get back," Tucker said, sticking his head through the porthole, "Jazz's parents are coming back!"

"Thanks guys," Danny said to Allie and Clarice, and took off towards the porthole, and thankfully passing through it.

"Pull me back Tucker!" Sam called, yanking on the rope that was still around her waist. Clarice and Allie watched until they had disappeared, then they turned around and began to fly back to Allie's lair.

"Okay," Clarice began, "that was the single weirdest experience I've ever had." She looked over at Allie, "I can't remember being a human...are they all like that?"

"Not really," Allie shook her head, "Most of them scream and run whenever you poke your head in the room, and they aren't as tactful." Clarice looked horrified.

"Woah," the blond-haired girl let out a low whistle, "I 'm glad I'm a ghost!"

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They had just finished hauling Sam in, when Mrs. Fenton stuck her head through the door.

"Tucker we can't..." she faded off when she saw Danny, still in ghost form. "GHOST!" She yelled. Danny immediately dived into the floor.

"WHERE?" Jack came crashing down after her. He was just in time to see the end of Danny's tail disappear through the floor. "Quick! Activate the other force field!"

"WHAT?" All three of the kids in the room asked, eyes wide.

"It will block this house and no ghost will be able to get in or out of it!" He rubbed his hands together. "This one was much easier to build, because it didn't have to be in close proximity to the porthole! We'll finally have a ghost to study!" Danny had turned invisible, and phased half way through the floor. His jaw dropped at what he heard, and he looked at his father from his lower position. If anyone could have seen him, they would have seen a look of horror and shock on his face.

"No, not again!" He thought and leaned his elbow on the floor. "My parents may have their moments," he growled to himself, "but this isn't one of them." Just then his father turned to Jazz.

"Jazz?" he asked, "What happened to your leg?"

THE END