Hey, I'm currently writing two new stories that will come up sometime this month.

The Rebel: Danny falls in love with his new neighbor, then realizes she's not all what she seems when he has to capture her.

Worthy: Sam is given magic powers after she finds an amulet hidden in her mansion's attic. And even though she tries, her powers are too tempting to resist doing anything she wants.

Previously in Ghost Gal: Danny, Sam, and Tucker are outside around midnight on a night in winter. Danny is grateful to his friends and presents them with a concert gift. Suddenly an arrow is shot and nearly hits Danny. After going ghost and discovering the annoying Box Ghost, Danny captures him and thinks his troubles are over. But a deadly aim turns his thoughts around.

To my reviewers: The BOX GHOST DID NOT SHOOT DANNY! You'll see who did in this chapter, I'm sorry if I confused anyone.

Anonymous: Yes, kudos for getting that.

A.Nonymous: I like the Box Ghost, he's cool. Sorry, I was trying to get it from Danny and his friends' opinion.

Soccergurl1990, Cheerin4danny, moondragon-1001, Blackfire14, Anomaly25: Thank you all. I apologize, but I honestly feel Ch. 2 won't be as exciting as Ch. 1

The Fuzzy Llama: Special thanks to you!

FORESHADOWING: "Ghost Gal" was said by Jack Fenton, but to who? I'll let you figure it out. Don't ask me who I know this, like I said, I'm totally obsessed.

Chapter Two

Target

Sam rocked back and forth on her chair in the hospital's ER waiting room. Doctors, medics, and nurses buzzed around while she and Tucker sat there panicking.

The had only been waiting for nearly thirty minutes, but it felt like they had been waiting for an eternity.

Danny's parents hadn't showed up yet. Sam had called them about five minutes earlier, trying not to break down and cry then on Tucker's cell phone.

It had been fortunate they had a friend that was so technological. After Danny fell, they had dialed 911 immediately.

She didn't know what she was supposed to tell his parents. What was she supposed to say? He was fighting a ghost and an arrow shot at him? His parents didn't know he was half ghost, even though they were ghost hunters themselves.

Speaking of parents....oh no, Sam thought. Maddie, Jack, and Jazz Fenton rushed into the room. Sam had never seen Jack so serious before.

"Sam, Tucker! Where's Danny?" Maddie asked.

Sam couldn't handle it anymore; losing her composure, she broke down, tears streaming down her face. Danny's sister Jazz rushed over to her, and tried comforting her.

"They won't tell us anything. They said we need a family member," Tucker said. Tucker was shocked that he wasn't breaking down as Sam was. He was frightened as heck. He didn't know why, but he had always thought his best friend as invincible. Sure, Danny had a few shove downs, but that was when he was just starting.

"I'll take care of it, you guys stay here," Maddie said. "Jack, you come with me." They walked down the hallway and out of sight.

"What happened guys?" Jazz asked Sam and Tucker, lightly stroking Sam's hair.

"He....we were...he was..." Tucker began.

"Okay, let's try it this way. Let's say I know a certain secret that you might actually tell the truth if I told you what it was?" Jazz asked.

Sam pulled away from her.

"What secret?" Tucker asked, uneasily.

"You know what secret I'm talking about," Jazz said. "I've known since I saw Danny changing in the alley. I figured he was a-you-know-what when he saved me from Spectra."

"We were walking around and someone just started shooting arrows, and Danny was hit," Tucker said.

"Tucker!" Sam said.

"What, she already knows he's a halfa, why shouldn't we tell her?" Tucker asked.

"A whatta?" Jazz asked.

"Told you," Sam pointed out.

"A halfa is a half ghost, half human. That's what Danny said Poindexter called him," Tucker said.

"Who's Poindexter?" Jazz asked.

"Tucker, shut up!" Sam yelled.

"Wait. Slow down. I know Danny's a ghost...I'm guessing a halfa is what they call him. I just want to know exactly what happened."

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"Your son has suffered some major blood loss, which can be fixed, but not quickly. He has two broken ribs and has had a slight concussion. But he should be ready to go in about a week or two. He's asleep right now, but you're allowed to stay with him. I'll contact you soon," Dr. Servis said.

"Thank you," Maddie said, holding her hand to her chin in shock. The doctor waved to them lightly and walked down the hall.

"How did this happen Jack?" she asked her husband.

"I'm not sure, but we'll find out," he replied, taking her in his arms.

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"You guys don't have to stay here you know, I have plenty of visitors," Danny said to Tucker and Sam nine hours later.

"Danny, we're staying, and you're our friend, so deal with it," Sam said.

"Yeah, besides, you know we're only here to annoy you," Tucker said. He sat down on the end of Danny's hospital bed.

Danny laughed, a painful thing to do. Every part of his body hurt like hell. He had learned from the family doctor, Dr. Servis, that he had broken his ribs and had smacked his head pretty hard. He felt weak, but he didn't say so.

"Are you okay?" Sam asked him.

"Yeah, Sam.......he only feel about fifty feet, not to mention the arrow," Tucker said sarcastically. "He's probably well enough to do some more ghost hunting."

Tucker received a dirty look from Sam. Danny looked out towards the window. He could barely remember a thing about what had happened. All he could think of was how he had surprised his friends with his tickets to the concert and something about the Box Ghost.

"Do you even remember what happened?" Tucker asked, voicing Danny's thoughts.

"No. Well, sort of. What did happen?"

"We were talking to you and you didn't say anything for a second after you pulled the Box Ghost in the thermos," Tucker explained. "Then you kind of pitched forward and fell. When you changed back, we saw the arrow-"

"And we called an ambulance. The police took us to the hospital-"Sam said.

"We called your parents and now we're here,' Tucker finished.

"My parents have oddly not said anything yet. Maybe they won't....." Danny said hopefully.

"Yeah, and maybe Jazz doesn't know you're a ghost," Tucker cracked.

"What!?" Danny exclaimed. His chest throbbed in pain. He lay back down carefully.

Sam kicked Tucker low so Danny wouldn't see. ("Ow!")

"He's kidding Danny. He's trying to get you to laugh, even though you're hurt," Sam said quickly. She leaned closer to her friend. "You know how naïve he freaking is."

"If I knew what naïve meant it would help me a lot for me to figure out what you just said," Danny whispered back.

Sam sighed. "You really need to study with Lancer again don't you?"

"NO!" Danny yelled. White flashed in his eyes. He put his hands to his head in pain.

"Oh, Danny, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-"Sam said, stepping closer.

"It's okay," Danny assured her.

"I think Danny needs some rest," Maddie Fenton said, entering the room. Danny didn't dare protest; his friends waved to him and left the room.

"How are you feeling sweetie?" she asked, sitting down in the chair beside him.

"Fine."

"Wanna try the truth this time?" she asked, staring at him severely.

"I feel like crap," he replied, letting his head fall back against the pillow.

"That's better," she said.

"Where are Jazz and dad?" he asked.

"You're sister's at home, you're dad went to the store. They'll both be here later," she replied. Danny didn't want to look into her eyes, though he could feel her eyes burning into him.

At last he heard the words he'd been dreading.

"Danny, sweetheart, what were you doing outside last night?" she asked, worry and expectation wavering on her voice.

He sighed. He couldn't tell them. They were ghost hunters; he'd been a fool to think that they would accept his...whatever it was. They would ship him off somewhere or try and get rid of them. Or help him, and he couldn't focus on fighting ghosts when his parents could be breathing down his back.

"I just wanted to hang out with Sam and Tuck for a while," Danny replied after a minute. "Remember those tickets I got them? Well I gave them to them last night."

"That explains that part, which I'm not sure what to think of," she added, looking at him sternly. "But what happened? How did this happen?" she mentioned to him lying there in his hospital bed.

Danny didn't reply at first.

"Danny, please tell me. I would really like to know what happened," his mother said desperately.

He sighed. "I can't tell you," he said.

"Why not? Danny, I know your father and I are strange with our ghost research, but I promise, you can tell me," Maddie said.

He looked away, seeing the disappointment in her eyes out of the corner of his eye. She sighed and stood up.

"Well, if you can't be honest with me, then I guess there's only one thing I can do until you are. Until you can tell me the truth about why you were injured, you're grounded," Maddie said.

"What?" Danny exclaimed, ignoring his head's sudden burst of pain.

"Think about it. I have a hair appointment in a couple of minutes. I'll see you later sweetheart," she said, ignoring him. She stood up and put on her coat.

"Mom, wait!" Danny said.

"Bye, Danny!" She waved and left the room.

He sighed angrily and leaned his head back onto the pillow.

And he sighed out a stream of blue air. Cold chills rushed through him, and he shivered. Pain shot through him, reminding him. He couldn't possibly fight like this.

He sat up. It didn't matter. Ghosts were his problem, his job.

"I'm going ghost!" he shouted. The beams of light changed him from Danny Fenton to green eyed Danny Phantom.

He gasped. Surprisingly, there was no pain.

"Don't move."

He felt a large object press into his back. The voice was female; but he didn't recognize it.

He dropped down to his knees and kicked out for her feet. She jumped up. He looked up and she pushed him to the ground again with her foot. She had black eye, sliver hair and reminded Danny slightly of Desiree.

"Danny? Are you awake?" a voice called.

Danny's eyes grew wide.

The girl pointed a large bow, already loaded with an arrow at him. "Soon you'll feel the wrath of Atheme," she whispered, disappearing.

He hear the curtain moving and changed back as Jazz entered the room.

He cried out in a sudden torrent of pian. It was all too much to bear.

"Danny, oh my gosh!" Jazz yelled, leaning down to him. He closed his eyes and bit his lip, unable to speak.

She placed her arms underneath his and pulled up slowly, then carefully put him back in bed, while his eyes tightened in pain.

"Thanks Jazz," Danny said weakly.

"Go to sleep Danny, I'll stay here," Jazz said.

But what if that girl....Danny began. His body refused to stay awake, his mind shutting down. He fell asleep instantly.

Jazz watched in earnest as her brother closed his eyes and slept peacefully.

What had he been doing? Sure not ghost hunting?

And if he was....Why wouldn't these ghost leave him alone. What did they want? Wasn't there other, what had Sam and Tucker called him...halfas out there they could mess with.

But even Jazz knew the answer.

He was the only halfa around. Unless there was another half around to help-

Jazz smiled to herself.