"BEEP!" The loud alarm on the microwave resounded through the kitchen, and Jazz took it out, smiling and humming.

"Hope he doesn't mind Chicken and mushroom..." She shook her head and grabbed a spoon. Then she set it on a tray and was heading out of the kitchen, when the room got suddenly cold, anda bluish mist escaped from her mouth as she breathed out.

"Oh great," she growled. "How is Danny supposed to get better if mom and dad have this place rigged to go cold spontaneously, AGAIN!" Growling, she walked out of the room. She didn't see the green, spectral image chasing a girl down the street outside the kitchen window...

"Danny?" She said as she walked slowly into the room. He lay on the bed, sprawled over his covers, as if he'd just fallen there, and not bothered to move. When she walked up to him, he opened his eyes slowly.

"Hmm?" he pushed himself onto his knees and looked sleepily up at Jazz. "Oh...I must have fallen asleep again." Jazz put her hand on his forehead, but felt nothing out of the usual, except him being a little warm from sleeping.

"Danny, you're really starting to worry me," she shook her head and thrust the tray at him, some of the soup slopped onto the tray, but he accepted it gratefully. "Here," she handed him the glass of juice she had poured earlier. He took it too, and looked up with a smile.

"Thanks." Jazz's look of worry immediately softened as she returned the smile.

"Well, don't thank me just yet," she pulled up a chair and sat by the side of the bed. "I'm not leaving until you eat every last bite." He only smiled and started eating.

It didn't take him long to basically clean the bowl spotless and the juice disappeared almost immediately.

"Wow," he said as he wiped his mouth and handed the dishes back to Jazz. "I was really hungry."

"Apparently," she winked at him.

"I have to go to the bathroom," he pulled himself off of his bed and started towards the door, but Jazz caught his arm.

"Are you sure you'll be okay?" She saw him roll his eyes.

"I already feel better. I'll be fine. It's only two doors down the hall anyway." Jazz still looked skeptical, but he smiled and walked out the door before she could say anything. She followed, smiling. Whatever Walker had done seemed to be wearing off already. Now if he could only get his ghost powers back so she didn't have to be there...just in case something did happen to him...

As she tromped down the stairs, her cell phone rang, and she picked it up.

"Hi mom," she said happily.

"Someone's in a good mood," her mother replied. Jazz grinned, despite the fact that her mother couldn't see her.

"Well, Danny's up and walking around," she said. "And he just ate some soup and juice. Looks like he's getting better."

"That's excellent news!" Maddie exclaimed. "That's why I was calling. Your father and I are still at theGhost Hunter's meeting, and I wanted to make sure someone was there with Danny. He hasn't woken up all day."

"Really?" Jazz finished rinsing out the dishes and set them on the counter. "Well, he's doing alright–" A loud thump from above her caused her to stop suddenly.

"Jazz?" Maddie's now worried voice sounded in her ear, but she barely heard it.

"Gotta go, mom," she said hurriedly, "Love you. Bye!" She hung up and shoved her phone into her pocket before dashing to the stairs. She reached for the rail, but must have missed it because she fell face first on the stairs, gaining several bruises. "GRRR!" she growled and pushed herself to her feet, taking the stairs two at a time. She didn't notice her other hand go through the wall either.


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