A/N: Well, I've had to do a lot on "A World Apart" so righ tnow I'm putting that aside. Sorry I left you all on a cliffie! I'm so evil! I learned if from a good friend of my (thanks Hanyou Vixen!). Anyways, this next chapter is also to Nightw2 because he has reviewed every one of my stories. Thanks again Nightw2!

OPEN ARMS

by Constanze

Chapter Two: Alone

Gosalyn came home later that day to an empty house and no note from her father. She was too excited to care. She had gotten her game and now nothing could stop her from playing it. She brought down the game console and put her game in. After a few minutes of playing she went into the kitchen. It was only then did she noticed the puddles of blood.

"What the-" she said, slipping in one. Gosalyn fell to the ground, surrounded in the liquid. She touched and sniffed it. It was definatly blood. She screamed and passed out.

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Gosalyn's eyes fluttered open. She looked around her. She saw Pelican's Island things all over the walls. "Why am I at the Muddlefoots'" She thought aloud. Binkie walked into the room.

"You're here because something has happened to your father." she shook her head.

"What? Something happened to dad? Is he alright? Where is he?"

"He's in the hospital. It seems Negaduck walked in and tried to shoot Launchpad, but Drake jumped in the way. The shot was almost fatal, but your dad is doing fine."

"What about Launchpad?"

"He's gone. Once Drake was hit Launchpad tried to move, but he disappeared with Negaduck. They did leave a ransome note."

"What did itsay?"

"Nothing. I've already told you too much." Binkie sat back. Usually she wasn't depressed. Even though she had a slight feeling that Drake didn't like her she still felt sorry for him. This wasn't the first time Drake had been shot or hurt in some odd way. She sat back in her chair and relaxed, watching Gosalyn out of the corner of her eye.

"Are you sure you don't know where Launchpad is?" she finally asked.

"I'm sure dear. Launchpad was seen with Negaduck, his arms high in the air and everthing. They even went by Drake's girlfriend. The cops were over there talking to her." She stopped and eyed Gosalyn a little more closely. "Are you feeling Ok dear?"

"Yeah just fine." She rubbed her head. "Where's Honker?"

"He went with Herb to go visit Drake. We would have all gone but you were out cold. What exactly happened in there anyway?"

"well, I came home and Dad nor Launchpad was around. So I was playing my video game and then I went into the kitchen when I saw all of this blood. I fell in one, and then everything went black."

"I see. Are you sure you can't remember anything else?" Gosalyn shook her head. They both jumped when they heard the door open.

"Binkie dear! We're home." Herb walked into the living room . "Oh hiya Gossie! Good to see you're awake."

"Yep. She just woke up a few minutes ago." Binkie said, apparently happy that her husband was home. Herb sat down next to Gosalyn and patted her back.

"Your dad is going to be fine. He's still unconsious, but he'll recover soon."

"Where's Honker?" Gosalyn asked.

"He's messing around with Tank outside." Herb muttered before turning on the TV to watch Pelican's Island. Goslayn ran out the door. Sue enough, Tank and Honker were outside, only Tank was the one messing around. Gosalyn had to pry Tank's grubby little hands from Honker's shoulders before she lifted him out of a mud puddle Tank had drilled him into. She helped him wipe off.

"You OK Honker?" she asked, taking his glasses and wiping them on her shirt.

"Yeah. Tank's a bully. You know that."

"Yeah. So how's my dad?"

Honker shrugged. "He's OK right now, he was still unconsious when we saw him. My dad says that he'll take you to see him if you really want to later."

"Yeah. Are you going to go with me?"

"Do I have a choice?" Honker pointed to Tank's direction.

Gosalyn laughed. "Guess not." She took his wrist and drug Honker into the house.

"What are we doing?" Honker asked shyly, afraid it was one of Gosalyn's weird plans. Whenever someone like her dad turned up missing she'd think up something completly off-hand.

"We got to find Negaduck!" She said, finally letting go of Honker's wrist. He examinded it, making sure the blood was still flowing in his viens. He pushed his glasses up and looked at Gosalyn, a look of complete thought on her face.

"Uh, don't you think that's a bit dangerous? I mean, your dad wasn't even dressed up as Darkwing and he still was shot. Imagine what could happen to us."

"True," Gosalyn sighed. "But that doesn't stop Quiverwing Quack and the Arrow Kid!" She said defiantly, rasing an arm in the air.

"Oh boy. Here we go again." Honker said. Gosalyn didn't notice.

"I'll be right back Honk, I've got to get my costume." She ran to her house. A few minutes later she had green material hanging from her arm. "Where's your costume?"

"Uh, I think it's in one of my dresser drawers..." he said, avoiding the annoyed look on Gosalyn's face.

"Well, since I guess I'm staying with you we can get it later. Come on. I'll put my stuff in your room." They headed into the house and into Honker's room, making plans and arrangments.

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Launchpad stirred in his chair that he was tightly handcuffed to. Negaduck had brought him there and didn't think twice, checking Launchpad for knives of any sort so that he could cut himself free. But Negaduck didn't take any chances. He handcuffed him there, and went to another room. Launchpad hadn't been sitting there for more than an hour when a dark, tall shadow entered the room. Launchpad looked up. "Negaduck?" he asked quietly, squinting through the darkness. The figured snickered loudly, and it was to girlish to be Negaduck. Launchpad have heard that laugh before. "M-Morgana?" he asked. A flash of light lit the room, showing Launchpad who was the real criminal.

"Morgana? What are you doing here?"

Morgana smiled. "You mean to tell me you haven't figured it out yet?"

"Figured out what?"

"Where's Darkwing?"

"He was shot, he tried to save me."

"And who shot him?" A devious smile appeared on her bill.

"Negaduck did."

"Are you sure?" She snapped her fingers and a cloud of smoke appeared. Once it cleared, Launchpad didn't see Morgana. The yellow, red, and black clothing appeared, and Launchpad gasped.

"So you're the one who shot Drake!"

With another snap, Morgana walked out the cloud of smoke. "Yes. But allow me to explain."

"You don't need to. You killed my best friend."

"I didn't kill him. He didn't feeling anything. It was a counter spell. It just knocked him out and made it seem like he was shot. He didn't feel anything."

"Why'd you do it?"

"When he returns, he'll be home, returing to you and Gosalyn. He'll find out your missing and look for any clues what so ever. Then he'll find the ransome note that 'Negaduck' left him. He'll come to an abandon warehouse, preparing to see you and Negaduck, but it will be you and I."

Launchpad blinked, and then examined Morgana carefully. "And what if that doesn't work?"

"Oh, I have my ways..."

"But you cheated on him."

Morgana's green eyes flashed a look of pure hatred. "I did not! I was trying to push that Casanova of Crime off of me!" She flashed a lightning bolt in Launchpad's direction, but it missed and hit the wall.

"Settle down Mourge. I believe you. Negaduck is like that..."

"Yes, and he's tried it before. Dark was right there when it happened."

"Oh, you mean last Valentine's Day?"

"How did you know?"

"DW tells me everything."

Both of them went quiet for awhile. Finally Morgana spoke. "I've been trying to talk to him, but he won't listen to me. That's why I'm doing all of this. I'm sorry Launchpad." She snapped her fingers and the handcuffs opened up, freeing Launchpad. He stood up and rubbed his wrists.

"Aw. It's OK Morgana." He pulled her into a friendly embrace. She gladly accepted, but pulled away fast.

"So you'll go along with it?"

"Yeah. Anything. I just want everything to go back to normal..or at least decent."

"Come on. You must be starving."

"How'd you guess?" Launchpad grinned.

"Oh, call it a hunch" She led him into the living room. She pulled out a plate of cookies and the two talked about their plan to get Darkwing back.

End of chapter two.

Well everyone, this time I didn't leave you on a cliffie! I hoped you liked it. I'm writing a new story, only this time it's not totally about Darkwing. I've added a new villian or two, and maybe a few of my own characters. I just hope you guys like A LOT of fluff. In fact, I was told by a friend that it was so fluffy it made their teeth hurt. But anyways, you know the drill: Darkwing and all related characters aren't mine, they're Disney's (even though they stole them from me...just kidding!) Please R&R. You know you want to...