Hey guys,I'm really sorryfor not updating sooner!I've beenbusy... you know how it goes…anyway, here's Chapter 12! (after a short recap of Chap. 11)

He was just starting to spread the peanut butter on a slice of bread, when he heard a gasp from behind him.

"Danny!"

Danny stiffened, remembering he was still in his ghost form, form-fitting black hazmet suit and all. He closed his eyes and cursed under his breath before slowly turning around.

Disclaimer: we've been here before.

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Jazz was standing at the door, her mouth hanging wide open. And she was wearing an Ember T-shirt.

"Uhh…yeah?" Mentally, Danny smacked himself in the forehead. That was all he could come up with?

"Danny, you have to change back now! Mom and Dad are right behind me and – " she was cut off by Jack, who shouldered Jazz aside to fit his bulk through the door.

"Danny!" He shouted. "We have to…Danny?"

Danny had flung himself to the floor as soon as he realized his parents were right behind his sister. There wasn't time to change back, and his dad would see the flash of light that always came with his transformation.

He closed his eyes and became intangible, sinking through the floor. He could only hope his sister wouldn't freak out, and rat out the ghost kid to his dad!

Jack looked around the kitchen, puzzled. "Jazz, who were you talking to? Where's Danny?" He eyed the half-made peanut butter sandwich on the counter suspiciously.

"Uhh, he just went to…to change! For the concert!"

Jack's face fell. "He's going to that too? And I was hoping he could help me with the ghost hunting…"

Jazz smiled and patted his shoulder. "Maybe next time, Dad."

Danny came in the room just then, wearing a black sweatshirt and jeans. He looked at Jazz, worried. She just smiled back at him.

"Ready to go Danny?" Jazz turned to her mother, who looked like she was about to say something. "We're eating first," she explained. Jack was still staring at the sandwich bits on the counter.

Danny cleared his throat uncomfortably.

"Uh, yeah. I was making a snack earlier," Jack's head whipped up. "For you, Dad," Danny finished, smiling weakly.

Jack gave him a huge grin before grabbing the half-made sandwich in one hand, and a knife to spread more peanut butter onto the bread in the other.

"Well, you two better be off to that concert then," he said. "Oh, and Danny?"

Danny stopped at the door and turned around hesitantly. "Yes?"

Jack leaned forward, the peanut butter knife raised in one hand. Danny gulped.

"Keep an eye on Jazz, will you? She's been acting kind of strange."

Danny nodded nervously before bolting out the door.

Jazz knew! And she hadn't told anyone!

He got into the passenger seat of her car, looking at her strangely. She wasn't even phased. And he had been wearing spandex and had white hair, mere minutes ago!

She noticed him staring and smiled at him before pulling out into the street.

Danny couldn't take it anymore.

"Why didn't you tell them?" he burst out. "Aren't you even the slightest bit freaked out by this?"

Jazz shook her head. "Actually, I've known you were half a ghost since episode 9."

"Huh?"

"Er, since Penelope Spectra showed up. I saw you transform right outside the Nasty Burger."

Danny slumped down in his seat, frowning.

"You've known all this time, and you haven't said anything. Why?"

Jazz shrugged. "I guess I wanted you to tell me yourself. I didn't want to force anything out of you, and I knew you'd let me know when you were comfortable." She glared at him. "Of course, you never did tell me. It's a good thing I already knew, otherwise I would totally be freaking out on you right now."

Danny groaned. "I'm sorry. I mean, I knew Dad would probably lock me in a ghost-proof cage and force the ghost out of me or something, and I thought you might…tell him…so I guess I was just worried."

Jazz looked angry. Danny ran a hand through his black hair impatiently.

"Well, now I know you wouldn't tell him, but how could I be sure before?" he demanded.

This was ridiculous. Jazz had found out his secret identity; he should have been livid; and she was acting all righteously indignant while he had to defend himself!

Jazz sighed. "I guess you're right. I shouldn't be too upset, I probably would have done the same thing." She glanced over at him. "Do you really think Dad would lock you up?"

Danny stared out the window with a distant look in his eye.

"I don't know," he said softly. "I'd like to think he would accept me no matter what, but you know how he gets all ghost crazy."

He looked over at Jazz, whose eyes were suspiciously shiny.

"Danny, even if he didn't accept you, you'll always have me!" she cried. Danny blushed and sat up, running a hand through his hair uncomfortably. He looked over at her again – her eyes were back on the road, and she was wiping something from them – were those…tears?

His eyes widened.

"Jazz…" she looked back at him with a smile. "Thanks." He sat back in his seat, and realized that he was smiling too.

"So, where do you want to eat?" Jazz asked after awhile.

"Oh…" Danny sat up quickly. "Um, Jazz, there's something I have to do – I don't think I'll have time to eat in a restaurant."

"Oh, ok – we can just get drive thru then – you can't fight on an empty stomach!"

Danny grimaced. Jazz could be so motherly sometimes.

And then she sped up and turned into the Faster Burger Drive Thru (an extension of Nasty Burger), and he could have sworn the car turned on two wheels.

He scrambled for his seat belt, wrapping it around himself before he slid too far off his seat.

"Jazz!" he managed to squeak before the car leveled and she skidded to a stop.

She ignored him and rolled down her window.

"Two Nasties and two frosties," she demanded to the yellow and orange striped intercom. "And make it snappy!"

Danny heard an electronic voice grumbling about how this was Faster Burger, after all, and obviously someone didn't appreciate the fact that meals always arrived 20 seconds after ordering.

Jazz sped up to the window and grabbed the ready-to-eat food, handing it to Danny before tearing out of the drive thru like the very demons of hell were after her.

"Jazz! Mind slowing down?" Danny yelled.

"Oh, yeah, sorry about that," she said, and slowed to a decent 40 mph. Danny eyed her warily as he wolfed his food down.

"Hey, thanks for dinner, by the way," he said.

"No prob. And don't talk with your mouth full!"

"Ok," Danny said, his mouth still full. He grinned, and with a flash of light he was Danny Phantom.

"I've got to go, wish me luck!" he said, turning intangible and floating up out of the top of the car.

Jazz stared after him, almost veering off the road before realizing she was still driving.

"Good luck Danny," she said softly, turning her attention back to the road.

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Danny had flown out of Jazz's car a few blocks away from Ember's concert. It was just 4:30 – he had 2 ½ hours before the concert would begin.

What was he going to do! He floated slowly towards the Black Cats basketball stadium – that was where the concert was going to be held – thinking about his options.

The most important thing was getting Sam and Tucker back from Desiree. But that would have to wait until after he crashed Ember's concert. Somehow, he would have to beat Ember and then go and kick Desiree's ghostly butt.

Below him, hoards of Ember fans were already filling the streets as they waited to get into the stadium. Most of them were decked out in the latest Ember gear.

"How original," Danny smirked. It was just like last time. Teal hair and black shirts. Girls and guys were singing and screaming, jumping up and down, too excited to speak.

There were few people who didn't seem excited. But they were there. Standing quietly, watching the commotion around them. They seemed out of place. Danny watched a couple of them, who were talking intently, their heads close together.

And thenthey looked up and stared right at him.

He blanched. How could they even see him! Oh yeah…he had become visible earlier, thinking no one would look up so it wouldn't matter.

He gasped. Their eyes were red. He had only seen eyes that glowed that color in people possessed.

Suddenly he knew what he had to do.

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Ok, sorry that was short and not too action-packed. The next chapter will be better!

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