Heylo! Welcome to the last chapter of Ghost Gal. I hate to actually see this story go because it's one of my favorites. But for those of you who love this story like me, you'll be glad to see a sneak peek for the sequel, Ghost Gal 2, at the end of the final chapter.

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kikyou-sama, Anne Camp aka Obi-quiet

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Chapter Ten

Return

Danny opened his eyes blurrily and blinked. Sitting up slowly, he cried out softly as pain shot through his back. Staring around, he realized he was in a hospital. How…and why, he wasn't sure.

"Jazz?" he asked, seeing his red headed sister sitting on the window sill, her arms buried in her knees. She'd fallen asleep. "Jazz?" he tried again, trying to clear his throat.

This time her blue-green eyes peered out and she gasped. "Danny, you're awake!" she said, almost falling off the sill as she jumped to the floor.

"What is going on?" he asked.

"Well, after our discussion in the Ghost Zone, Atheme shot you again. And plus that you had a pretty high fever," she explained. "Tucker and Sam and I brought you here. You've been asleep for three days. No one was sure…if you were going…" She couldn't finish; it was too painful had it been true.

"Who's Atheme?" he asked.

She blinked. "The ghost," she said. "The one who shot you before." She vaguely remembered something that Atheme had told her in the Ghost Zone.

"He won't remember a thing. You can thank me later. But right now, if you don't get him help soon, he'll die."

"You don't remember?" she asked.

"What am I supposed to be remembering?" he asked. "And how do you know about my…powers?"

"Don't worry about it Danny. Everything is going to be fine," she promised, kissing the top of his head.

"Whoa, whoa, that doesn't answer my question," he pointed out.

"I know. Look, I'm going to go talk to the doctors and tell them you're awake. Then I'll call Sam and Tucker and tell them you're awake. They'll be glad to see you. They can fill you in," she said.

"Wait, Jazz….." he said. "Can you tell me, please?"

She looked back at him and he gave her a pleading, almost devilish look. She smiled, but inside she was being torn apart. She didn't know whether it was a good idea or not to tell him about her own little ghost powers she'd had for such a short time. That, she'd never tell him.

She sat down. "You snuck out the other night to hang out with Sam and Tucker. Surprise them with those tickets, do you remember that?"

"I remember giving the tickets to them, yeah. But then it's all a blur," he said, nodding.

"You were attacked by a ghost. Her name was Atheme and she knows how to wield a bow and arrow. You were shot in the back by one of them."

"And that's how I ended up here?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder.

"The first time, yes," she said.

"The first time?" he asked, cringing.

"You went home a few days later, and decided to find Atheme," she said. "But you were different. Atheme's arrow had turned you evil, sort of. It was really supposed to make you commit one crime so bad that you would feel guilty enough to do some things you'd regret."

He looked over at the window and she saw the odd look on his face. "What's wrong Danny?"

"It amazes me. I don't remember any of this," he said. "And it amazes me that I'm so weak that I can never fight off being evil."

"You did fight Danny, you fought hard," she assured him. "Do you know why?" He shook his head. "The only reason you turned evil is because you're a good person, and you would never do something unless you were turned. You're stronger and sweeter than you give yourself credit for. You're more powerful than you think."

"What else happened?" he asked.

"Well, you ended up fighting against three ghosts. Atheme, the one who turned you. Dark Phantom, the ghost you became because of the evil venom she put in you, and then Ghost Gal…" she added quietly.

"Who's Ghost Gal?" he asked.

"Just someone who was trying to help and you kind of kicked her ass in the end," she said. "But she knows that you didn't mean it."

"I've never heard of her before," he said.

"Me neither. I just saw you fighting her," Jazz said quickly. "I do have a question for you."

"What?" he asked warily.

"Where on earth did you come up with Danny Phantom?" she asked.

He laughed. "I honestly….have no clue whatsoever. But obviously, I couldn't be called Danny Ghost or Danny Spirit or something. I just came up with it, I guess."

"I suppose it's better than Invis-o-Bill, right?" she asked, standing up and giggling.

He glared at her. "That is not cool."

"I'll be back," she promised. She walked over to the curtain separating his part of the room from the other.

"Hey, Jazz?" he called out.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Thanks," he said. "For telling me everything and keeping all this a secret."

She smiled. "No problem Danny."

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"Mom? Dad?" Jazz asked, stepping into the house. "Hello?" She stepped slowly past the doorway, leaving it open behind her. She felt the odd feeling of déjà vu. "Mom….dad? Is anyone home?"

She walked further into the room and shrieked as something fell on top of her and she crashed to the ground. Looking up, she saw a green net over her.

"Ow!" she yelled.

"Gottcha!" Jack Fenton yelled, seizing the pole attached to the net.

"What are you doing?" she asked, blowing her hair out of her face.

There was a burst of hysterical laughter from over by the door and both Jack, Jazz, and Maddie (who was standing right behind her husband) looked up to see Danny, bent over with laughter as he took in the sight in front of him.

"Get this thing off me!" Jazz cried.

"But you're a ghost," Jack said.

"No, I am not," she insisted. "This is the second time you've thought that."

"This is actually really funny too," Danny said, grinning.

"Danny, shut up!" she hissed. But she too felt like laughing. As she started to crack up, her mother and father just stared.

"Dad, mom, do you really think that Jazz is a ghost?" Danny asked. He leaned on a crutch that he'd been given to help him walk.

"Well…"

Jazz waited, smiling. "Dad, mom. I may be incredibly weird, but I get it from you, not some ghost," she teased.

Jack smiled and lifted the net off of her (managing to catch her hair in it as well). "I suppose you're right. I'm sorry I've been so suspicious of you lately."

"Me too," Maddie said. "The strange things your father makes me do." She nudged Jack playfully and he gave her a look.

"Danny, welcome home, hunnie," she said, walking over to him. "How are you feeling?"

"Good. A little tired, but good," he replied. "I'm hungry."

"Ooh, me too," Jack said. "What do you say, son, Vonnie's Grill Out?"

"Okay," he agreed.

"So much for being home, huh?" Jazz asked.

"Yeah," Maddie said, sighing. "Let's go before it gets too late and we have to wait." She helped Danny out of the door and through the window, Jazz could see them walk to the car.

"I'm sorry about that…Jazmine," Jack said sincerely.

"Don't worry about it dad," she said, giving him a hug. "I know very well that ghosts exist and that you'll be there for me if I'm ever really possessed."

"Yes I will be princess," he promised.

"He won't be there forever for you Ghost Gal."

Jazz gasped, hearing the pure iciness of the invisible bodied voice wrap around her. Shivering, she stared around, her blue-green eyes wide.

"Jazzers, are you coming?" Jack asked. "Jazmine? Are you alright?"

But Jazz couldn't answer, terrified. And rooted to the spot, she knew that danger was deadly close.

The End

Continued In Ghost Gal 2

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Oooh…creepy. Hee hee! Well, that's it! Thanks to my wonderful, lovely, coolest reviewers ever! I guess you'll see me in Ghost Gal 2, coming soon! Right now, here's a sneak peek!

Ghost Gal 2

When Jazz is offered the return of her powers, she accepts them without question. But when they change, so does she.

Chapter Three: Judgment

"You know, you really shouldn't be in here…if you're new and all," Danny instructed. He'd been a ghost for a couple months now and he still had trouble with ghosts in here.

"Oh, I'll be fine," she said. "As long as I have you."

"What?" he asked, not sure if he understood what she was saying.

"You're a fighter, right?" Jazz asked, already aware of the answer. "A ghost hunter."

"Yeah, but--"

"Can't you teach me?" she asked.

"Teach you…how to fight?" His green eyes stared at her, half disbelieving and half shock. He didn't appear to be suspicious of her anymore at least.

"Exactly. Look, you might think you don't know me very much, but I can help you. Sort of a sidekick," she said. She held out her hand. "So what do you say?"

Lateraina Wolf