A/N: WEEEEE! Another chapter! Lets Dance! (dances around room)

Open Arms

Chapter Three: A Discovery Made

Gosalyn and Honker both entered the hospital room at the same time. Gosalyn was used to visiting the place because of all the trips her father made in attepmt to save St.Carard. 'My dad had been here so many times; makes me wonder why he's still alive...' Gosalyn thought as she looked at the figure on the bed. "Still unconscious?" Honker asked behind her, walking in slowly. She walked up to Drake and looked, seeing his eyes closed and breathing deeply. "Yeah," she said with a sigh. "How long do you think he'll be in here?" Honker shrugged. They both went silent for a moment when they heard sudden movement behind them. Gosalyn turned and stared into the eyes of her now concious father.

"DAD!" she shouted as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He was taken aback for a moment, then returned her hug.

"Hi sweetie." He let go of herand noticed Honker in the corner. "Hi Honkman!"

"Hi Mr. Mallard. How are you feeling?" Honker pushed his glasses up.

"Pretty good." He looked at the white room he was placed in. "Let me guess, hospital?" Gosalyn giggled.

"Yep."

"How'd you know I was here?" Drake asked, very concerned.

"Well, after I came home from the video store I noticed that no one was home. After beating a few levels of my game I got thirsty and went into the kitchen where I slipped in blood, screamed, and woke up and Honk's" Gosalyn looked into Drake's eyes. He looked at Honker, who was agreeing with Gosalyn.

"B-blood?" Drake asked. "That means that...Negaduck-"

"Shot you dad. He shot you. But where at?"

Drake looked everywhere. He finallyfound a bandage around his chest. He looked for any traces of wounds. He found where he had been shot, and didn't believe it. He was shot in the heart. Directly in the heart.

"Where were you shot, Mr. Mallard?" Honker asked, not seeing much either.

"I was shot in the heart." he said, making sure it wasn't a mistake.

"What?" Gosalyn and Honker asked together.

"Directly in the heart. But the funny thing is: it doesn't hurt. I remember being shot but I don't remember any pain." He stood up and moved his arms. He examined everything, making sure everything worked. After taking his clothes off of the counter beside him and slipping them on, he gestured to the door. "Where's Launchpad?"

"He was captured by Negaduck. He's got him somewhere." Gosalyn said

"Oh yeah. I remember."

"Yeah."

"Come on guys. Lets go home." Honker and Gosalyn followed him out the door.

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Launchpad jolted awake from the couch he was sleeping on. He looked around and found Morgana staring at him.

"Good evening." Morgana said, smiling.

"Uh, yeah." He rubbed his head and sat up. Morgana covered her mouth, muffling a laugh. "What's so funny?" he asked her.

"Darkwing is out of the hospital. He, Honker, and Gosalyn just left. They'reon their way home now."

"That's good. Then your plan comes into play right?"

"Right. Until then, lets enjoy ourselves." She pulled out dinner for two and two wine glasses which were filled with a blood red substance.

"What's that?" he asked. He knew what food was, but the blood stuff was enough to make him sick.

"It's red wine. What else would it be?" she placed one in her hand and one in his. "To friends." she held up her glass.

Launchpad lifted his, eyeing it as he did so. "To friends." They clicked their glasses together and drank, hoping that Morgana's plan would work.

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"OK Gosalyn, Binkie told you there was a ransome not. Where is it?" Darkwing Duck said as he investigated the Mallard home.

Gosalyn thought. "Binkie wouldn't tell me." Darkwing pulled out a magnifying glass and searched the counter tops. He found something strange scribbled on a piece of paper. He pulled it up for all to see. The note read:

"If you wish to see your friend ever again you will meet me at the abandon house on Maine Street. You will come unarmed. If by chance you try to harm anyone or anything, your friend shall be killed.

Yours truly,

Negaduck"

Darkwing read through the note one last time before slipping it into his coat pocket. He pulled his gas gun from another pocket and set it on the table.

"Dad, what the heck are you doing?"

"I'm saving Launchpad. What else would I be doing?" He checked for any more weapons and set them all on the table. He patted Gosalyn's head. "Go home with Honker, and tell Herb that you don't feel like visiting me tonight. Stay there until I return."

Gosalyn nodded and she and Honker walked out the door. Darkwing took a deep breath and stepped out side, ready for whatever Negaduck had planned for him

End of Chapter Three

A/N: Sorry about how short my chapters have been, I'm trying to get some things done. This is going to be some what of a short story, so Enjoy!