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Two nights later, Tucker sat on a chair in the room with the fireplace, currently just staring off into space. The bunch of them had been in the library for five days now.

Valerie sat down in the chair next to him, "Hey."

Tucker looked around the room, expecting Paulina or somebody to be there.

Valerie sighed, "I'm talking to you, genius."

Tucker chuckled sheepishly, "Oh, uh, hi Valerie. What's up?"

"Nothing. Just needed somebody to talk to."

"And Paulina's not that 'somebody'?"

"She's been too depressed since we've got here to talk about anything. You're the only one who's treated me with very much respect since we've got here, anyway."

Tucker blushed a little, "Thanks, Val."

Valerie sighed, "Do you think we're going to survive this?"

Tucker shrugged, "I don't know. All we can do is sit and wait until it's over. Hopefully we will be alive by then. Well, I hope my PDA is going to be fine, at least." He held his busted PDA up in his hand.

Valerie chuckled, "You and your techno-geek ways."

"Got to make sure at least one piece of my technology will be fine. All the stuff I have back home I can do nothing about. I just hope my parents are fine."

"My dad too. Figures. We're already poor and after this, we might have nothing at all."

"Well at least it isn't a ghost's fault this time."

She sighed, "I guess." A few seconds later, Tucker noticed that Valerie was crying into her hands.

"Valerie?" said Tucker, "What's the matter?"

"It's just…" She sniffed, "I'm suddenly starting to lose everything I ever cared about. A few years ago, my mom died in a car accident, we were forced to sell all our stuff to pay for a new apartment, my grandparents died from cancer a few months ago."

Tucker interrupted, "What about your aunts and uncles and cousins?"

"My parents were only children, Tucker. And so am I. I don't have any other relatives. Just me and my pop. Anyway, now my apartment is about to go down, and I don't even know if my dad or I will survive this. Even if I do survive, I may have no one else to turn to." Then she started crying again.

Tucker put his hand on her shoulder, "You'll still have me."

Valerie sniffed, and then started crying into the boy's shoulder. Tucker blushed but let the tears fall.

Valerie said to him, "Thanks, Tucker." Then she continued crying as Tucker patted her on the back.

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Maddie and Jazz sat in their room in the hotel they had gotten in Mexico. They had arrived two days ago and had checked through nine hotels before they found one with an available room.

Jazz stared out the window as she began thinking.

Maddie was reading a book. She looked up at her daughter, "Honey, you've been looking out that window ever since we got here. Look, I know you're worried about Danny, Fredrick, and Jack, but I promise you, they will be fine."

Jazz sighed, "I believe you, mom. It's just that it's hard to contain what's been happening. You know, the storms all over the world, the new Ice Age Uncle Fredrick was talking about, and Danny, Dad, and Uncle Fredrick being caught in it. It's all so overwhelming."

Maddie walked over to Jazz and hugged her, "I know what you mean, dear. Listen, there's something else I've been thinking about too."

They pulled away and Jazz asked, "What's that?"

"Listen, I know your father and I can be a little obsessive with our job, hunting ghosts. I know sometimes we don't have a whole lot of time for you and Danny and that we tend to embarrass you guys without realizing it."

Jazz was silent.

Maddie said, "You know, you can stop me at any time."

Jazz smiled, "Yeah, I know, mom."

Maddie sighed and continued, "The point is, even though we get caught up in ghost hunting, don't forget that we always care about you and Danny. No matter what happens, we will always care about you, and always love you. Don't you ever forget that." Then she kissed her daughter on the forehead.

Jazz smiled, "Thanks, mom. I love you too."

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Back in the library a little later that night, everyone had fallen asleep.

Everyone except Danny, that is. He was currently sitting in a chair next to the fire, staring into the flames and thinking.

Just then he heard the sound of rustling behind him. He turned around and saw that Sam was moving around on the couch in a blanket. She was coughing as well.

Curious, Danny got up and walked over to his female friend. He said to her, "Hey."

Sam turned to him. She looked a little pale and sweaty.

Danny asked her, "Hey, are you alright? You look like you have a fever or something." He put his hand on her forehead.

Sam answered, "I'm fine. I just can't sleep." She sat up.

Danny asked her, "Just thinking about this whole ordeal, huh?"

Sam replied, "It's more like, my mind keeps going through all the Goth merchandise I keep back home. That's pretty stupid, isn't it?"

Danny chuckled, "No, it's fine. You just haven't really had the time to adjust."

"How can I adjust, Danny? Everything I've worked for, everything I've appreciated…was all a preparation for a future that isn't happening anyway."

"Just as long as we all can survive this and I have my ghost powers, there's still something I can at least smile about. But I'm more worried about my family. I know Dad and Uncle Fredrick are coming for me, but I'm not sure what happened to Mom and Jazz. I'm guessing they went south."

Sam nodded, and then she said, "Look, I'm sorry if I always got uptight whenever you showed your crush on Paulina. I just couldn't really stand her, is all."

Danny chuckled, "You don't have to apologize. But I could tell there was another reason why you were always so miffed at her."

"No, there was nothing else."

"Sam, I know you. And I know from the way you always acted that there was something else."

Sam sighed. Maybe it's time to tell him, she thought. "Well, I was just jealous. Jealous that you liked her, but not me."

Danny smiled and blushed. He replied, "Well, I don't like her anymore now. I'm pretty sure there's another girl I like. And I believe she is in this room."

"How many guesses do I get?" Sam asked with a smile.

"One."

Sam moved slowly towards him and asked, "Is it a girl named Sam Manson?"

Danny moved towards her as well. They both moved in…until their lips connected.

Sam loved the warm feeling of the kiss. It felt so wonderful. And she knew that this time, it was real.

Danny felt blissful as he and Sam kissed. It made him feel warm, it made him feel safe. It felt so much better than the two fake-out make-outs that the two of them had shared.

When they pulled away after about ten seconds, Danny finally answered, "You can take that as a yes."

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Down at the White House, the weather had indeed gotten worse over the last few days. Only a few people were left, with one of them being President Knox.

The military general walked into Knox's office. Knox was on the phone. "Mr. President," said the general.

Knox hung up and listened as the general said, "I'm sorry, sir, but we can't wait any longer. We're the only ones left, sir."

Knox sat there for a moment, and then he agreed, "Alright." Then he got up and walked towards the door. Before leaving, he turned around in the doorway and turned around. He took one last look at his office, and then he sighed and left.

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At the U.S. Refugee Camp in Mexico City early that morning, everyone was hustling and bustling to shelter the people there that had come from the north.

A helicopter flew down to a piece of land. One person got out and walked inside. He handed a note to a secretary. She took a look at it. Her face sported a grave look as she walked towards Vice President Richardson. He was looking at some papers.

"Robert," she said.

Richardson looked up at her.

She handed the note to him, "The President's motorcade got caught in the storm."

Richardson looked closely at the note.

"They didn't make it," she said with a sad look on her face.

Richardson said nothing. He was obviously overwhelmed at the fact that the President was gone, and the fact that he would now be the President as well.

A tragic end for the President of the United States. Anyway, Danny and Sam have now admitted their feelings for each other, while Tucker and Valerie might be getting something as well. What will happen next? Find out in Chapter 16!