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"I'm going into town," Danny said to Alesha as he put his toothbrush away before turning to smile at her. "Human town, not some town in the Ghost Zone." She raised her eyebrow at him from her position on the canape, looking down at him as he stepped out of the bathroom.
"Are you talking about that little cluster of ghost lairs we had to go through to get to my place?"
"Well, I do have to admit, that that place was a little strange." Alesha laughed.
"Actually, I agree with you."
"Would you like to come?" he asked suddenly. She bit her lip.
"Well...I am done with my chores..."
"Good, it's settled," Danny stretched and the two familiar rings appeared around his waste.
"You're going as a ghost?" she asked.
"Yeah," he grinned at her. "That way people won't know who I am and everything."
"Won't you be a little obvious?" she asked.
"Not if I wear a different clothes," Danny reached through the closet door, and pulled out a hoodie and some jeans. Then, he grabbed some sunglasses and shoved them over his eyes. Then he struck a pose that had Alesha stifeling a laugh.
"How do I look?" he asked. "I mean, even if they see my hair, they'll just think I'm really blond, right?" She nodded, impressed.
"You look human...although you still glow a little."
"Most people don't notice," Danny grinned. "Ember was a super-star, and she only had her ghost form. No disguise." He shrugged. She nodded again.
"I see you've got this all planned out," she jumped off the material roof of his bed and landed noiselessly beside him.
"So, what do you want to do in town anyway?" she asked. "Do you have any money?"
"Uh...I asked Vlad for some this morning. He gave me this," Danny pulled a large roll of money out of the drawer on his night stand.
"And that's a lot?" Alesha asked. Danny grinned and shoved it into his pocket.
"It's enough to have some fun," he grinned. "And if we have to, we can fly to the next city and have some fun there..." he tapped his lip, a contemplative habit he'd picked up from Jazz.
"Where would the nearest real city be?" He asked. Alesha shrugged.
"I don't get out much," she said. "Maybe we can find a map or something."
"Great," Danny grinned. "Let's go."
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"I'm going to go back and talk to him tonight," Jazz was telling Sam and Tucker as they stepped off the elevator. "I'lltell him what you, Mom and Dad said...about not remembering."
"Why didn't you last night?" Tucker asked. Sam nodded in agreement. She looked a lot better this morning then she had the previous night, but she still hadn't spoken since her few words in their conversation after Jazz had returned.
"I wanted to bring it up casually," Jazz said. "If I come right out and challenge his memory, no matter how wrong it is, he won't be receptive to me any more." She looked back at them, "and I'm his last chance."
"That can't be good," Tucker said suddenly.His eyes opened in surprise and he pointed behind her. She turned to see the last thing on earth she expected and needed. Her parents had justwalked through the door.
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"So where do we go?" Danny asked as he walked into town. They'd landed a little way out of town, and walked down the sidewalks of the small city. "What do people do around here for fun?" Alesha shrugged, nervous. Danny smiled. He'd insisted that they go together, as friends. She had agreed, if hesitantly, and he could tell it was all she could do to not flinch whenever they walked by someone. She glowed like he did, but with the sun-glasses he'd given her, that was the only thing that set her aside from the town population, who didn't even glance their way. In the bright sunlight, they could easily be taken for any normal human, with bright green eyes, so she was also sporting a pair of sunglasses. Danny thought they looked more than adequately human, and they'd taken off towards the cluster of houses that barely passed for a town.
"There's a movie theater," she said. "I passed through there once...I don't remember them from my life before."
"Do you remember anything?" Danny asked. She shrugged.
"Mostly faces. Different expressions of different people. I don't even remember names...except for my mother." She smiled sadly. "She looked like me, except she had dark brown eyes, that looked strait through you."
"What about your brother?"
"Brianand Ithink we died together, so he's always been there. I always knew his name, but I don't know if I acually remembered it."
"Oh," Danny glanced at her, "Do you know where you lived?" She bit her lip.
"By a lighthouse," she said. "And we had just moved there, and we were moving fast, at night. There was a bright light...and then nothing." She glanced over at him. "We cameto the conclusion that we died in a car crash. He had similar memories..."
"What happened to him?" Danny asked cautiously. She shook her head.
"I don't want to talk about it," she looked down. Danny took the hint, and let the matter drop.
"So where's the movie theater?"
"About three blocks past the hotel," she said. "The really big, ritzy one, I mean."
"There's a ritzy hotel in this little town?" Danny asked, skeptically.
"When there are business conferences with the Millionaires around here, and trust me,Master Plasmiusisn't the only one, people like having a nice place to stay."
"Okay," Danny grinned. "Which way is that?"
"There it is," she pointed to a large building only a few blocks away.
"Okay," Danny grinned at her. It felt good to have a friend again.
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"Jazz," Maddie walked up to her daughter, embracing the shocked, red-haired girl.
"Mom...what are you doing here?" she asked.
"I just got to worried," Maddie said slowly, "I didn't want to loose you like we lost Danny." An uncomfortable silence fell over the room as they waited for Jack to join them. Several minutes later,her fatherwalked over to them with bags in hand.
"I've checked us into a room just down the hall from you," he said. "If you need us we'll be there," he handed an electronic key to Maddie.
"Room 106," she looked up and smiled at him. "Oh, Jack, you remembered." He grinned.
"The room we had in the hotel on our Honeymoon? How could I forget?" She giggled and bent down to pick up a bag when Jazz gasped.
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"So this is the hotel?" Danny looked up at the large building as they approached it. "No where near as big as the ones in Amnity Park," He scoffed.
"This town isn't anywhere near as big," Alesha pointed out. Danny shrugged and nodded as they wound through the progressively thicker crowd towards the movie theater. So far no one had noticed anything different about them, and he felt rather pleased with himself. That's when he glanced into the hotel and stopped. Alesha, realizing she was walking alone, turned quickly.
"Danny?" she said quickly, trying to keep calm. Here she was, surrounded by humans, and very suddenly alone. She saw where he'd stopped, and walked up to him. "What's wrong." He didn't answer, but held up his finger, asking her to wait for a moment, and walked up the steps to the hotel.
"She told them..." he said. "I can't believe she told them."
