Ok, I'm sorry, now all anonymous people can review too, I didn't realize I had that blocked, sorry about that. Also, about Phantom Survivor, I don't know when I will update that, I will have to see when I get time. I have a funny feeling it's going to take me a while to write the next few chapters down, until I get used to talking about people and all, so it might take me a while to get the people down. It will get fun and all later, but right now it is just to much for me, I have been having like a million tests in school for the past week, which is why I haven't been around, and I'm lucky that I've gotten around to typing this. I have another test tomorrow too, so I might not get around to that much stuff now, but I haven't given up, don't worry! I am still here, just not as active as I was before, I'm not on every single day like I was before. OK, now back to the story, I think this is enough to tell you. Please enjoy!

I was nervous to walk back into the building, afraid of how much trouble I was going to get in. When entering the building, Tucker was sitting there all by himself, which meant Sam's mom was in the other room talking to the doctor most likely.

"They got results for whatever it is," Tucker mumbled, playing around with his fingers out of boredom. Sam and I sat down next to him, and just waited. Sam's mom came walking out of the room soon after, and she smiled at us, but I could tell it was a forced smile, just by the way she did it.

"Come on you three, let me take you two home," she said, and we all sat up and walked for the door. Once outside, I had an even worse stomachache than before, and once in the car, I felt even worse. Tucker sat in the front this time, and Sam and I sat in the back. Sam looked at me before the car started up, and she had a look of 'I hope we get through this fine' and then she looked out the window until Tucker was dropped off.

"Ok you two, do you mind telling me what you guys were thinking?" Sam's mom asked us, as she drove away from Tuckers.

We both just looked at her, but said nothing, because we didn't have anything to say.

"You guys know what I am talking about, I'm not mad, I am sure it was just some stupid thing that every teen does, and you guys didn't think about what would come out of it, but I would like an explanation," she said, looking up at the mirror from time to time to look at us in the back seat.

"Mom, your right, it was a mistake, I swear, but there really isn't much to say about it," Sam said, hoping that would cut her from it.

"Well, how did it happen? Where did it happen? Why didn't you tell me before? There is a lot of things you can tell me!" She said, and you could tell she really wasn't all that happy with the two of us.

"Mom, I don't want to talk about it," Sam said, and she folded her arms across her chest, and she stared out the window.

"That's all right, you don't need to explain it now, but you guys will both be talking once we get to Danny's house," she told us, and just drove straight to my house. My stomach tightened up at that, and I didn't know what was going to happen now, but I had never known my mother to get that mad at me, so I didn't even know how to imagine how she was going to react.

My ghost sense just then went off while we were in the car, and I shivered from the chill. Oh great, just what I needed right now, and there was no way I could escape right now! I had to though, because I couldn't just let it go! I looked up at Sam's mom, and she wasn't paying attention to us, so I managed to escape out of the car really fast, and I was hoping she wouldn't notice.

Once I had flown out of the car, I realized we were right next to my house, and I looked around to try and find the ghost, but I found nothing, so I quickly flew back down to the car, and Sam looked relieved to see me back.

"What was it," she whispered to me.

"I don't know, I couldn't find anything."

The car came to a stop in front of my house, and I totally forgot about the unknown ghost, and though about what was going to come for me next once my mother found out about it. I never really thought about it up until now, but what was Jazz going to think? I am sure she would help me out… maybe…

"Ok, come on you two," she said, and Sam and I opened our doors slowly and stepped out. Once up to my door, Sam's mom just walked up to the door and let herself in, and we were soon to follow.

"Hey Crystal!" I heard my mom say, and she greeted her with a handshake at the door.

"Hey Maddie, you mind if we talk?"

"No, not a problem, what's up?"

"Danny, Sam, you two can leave for now, I will call you down in a few minutes," she said, and my mom just looked at me concerned, but then she turned back to Crystal, and Sam and I walked up to my room. Once in my room, I closed the door, and I could feel my heart beating heavily.

"I am going to die," I let out, still leaning against my door.

"No you aren't, I didn't die, yet at least."

"Thanks for making me feel a whole lot better!"

"Hey, that's all I can say, sorry."

"Yeah, I know," I said, but then I jumped do to the fact that I heard knocking on my door. I opened it slowly, and it was just Jazz.

"Jazz! You scared me," I told her relieved.

"I heard," Jazz said, looking at me concerned, just the way Maddie had before we left.

"Heard what?"
"You know what Danny! Mom is talking about it down there, let me in," she said, and she closed my door once she was inside.

"Just let yourself in," I complained, but she didn't seem to care. She looked Sam over, and then she looked back at me, "What were you two thinking?" She asked us.

"I don't know…" I said, acting like I didn't know what she was talking about.

"Sam, how many months?" She asked, turning to Sam.

"Ah… four…" she said UN-easily to Sam.

"Really? Wow, so you must have gained a lot of weight? I was wondering why you were wearing such baggy clothes," she told her, as she looked her over.

Sam just looked at her, then at me, then back to Jazz again, as though she didn't know what to say next.

"You know how mad mom is going to be at you Danny?"

"Yes Jazz, I know! Jeeze, can you just leave me alone?"

"No Danny, I can't, because I am going to help you when she calls you down there. I think if you tell me, I can just tell her, and you won't have to face her. It will be a lot easier to tell me than mom, won't it?"
"Yeah, I guess…"

"Well, then tell me about it. What happened?"
"Nothing Jazz, get out of my room, please," I said, and I opened the door to let her out.

"Danny, please?"

"Out," I said, and she got up, but stopped to say something to me before she left,

"You think it was hard enough with school having to do all that junk with your ghost problems, think about how hard it is going to be taking care of a baby!" She then walked out of the door. She knew about my powers!

"Jazz knew about my powers!" I hollered once I had my door closed again.

"How did she find out! She had better not tell anyone…"

"Danny, settle down, she is your sister, she isn't going to tell anyone, she knows better than to do that. You get mad at her now, and she isn't stupid, she knows you would never talk to her again. She isn't as bad as you make her seem," Sam told me.

"Yeah…. I guess your right… but if she knows, how do I know someone else doesn't know? How do I know there isn't someone else out there that knows?"
"I would doubt that Danny, Jazz watches you all the time, everyone else just ignores your every move."

"Dash might find out though… he has seen my eyes change colors!"

"Danny, I don't think he will find out, he might just think you have weird eyes or something, your eyes changing has nothing to do with you being a ghost, really."

"Yeah… but what if something else weird happens around him? He will tell everyone! Then everyone will want to kill me, and my life will be over!"

"Danny, don't worry about it! That is no big deal right now, Jazz isn't saying anything, and other people aren't finding out!"
"But what if I make a mistake, and someone finds out just as easily as Jazz did?"

"Who else pays attention to you Danny?"
"I don't know, but someone might notice, you can never tell. I am going to have to stop all this ghost stuff Sam, I have no choice. If people find out, I will get killed, and I have no time for it anymore."

"Danny, you are the only one that can help people, you can't just give up," Sam told me. She was right, but I couldn't do both things, it was impossible. Jazz was right, I would have two things on my hands, as well as school, chores, and everything else I have to do in my life.

"My parents, and Valerie are ghost hunters Sam, the ghosts can get taken care of, people don't need me all the time."

"Danny, think about it, your parents and Valerie never get the job done, usually you end up doing everything to stop it."

"Yeah, well, maybe they are going to have to learn to do that a little better," I shrugged. I had no choice, so I was stuck on just giving up on it.

"Danny! Sam!" I heard our names called by my mom. The thoughts of all my jobs were shattered, and now I was stuck thinking about how much trouble I was in.

I slowly opened my door, and walked out. Jazz was standing there, and she followed us down the stairs. All three of us arrived by the other two in a few seconds, and I was worried about how much trouble I was going to get in.

"Danny, Sam, can you explain what happened?" My mom asked us, but she didn't sound mad, she just sounded concerned. She wasn't ever mad, and I guess that there might not be any way to get her to be mad.

"There isn't much to say," Sam and I both said together, and normally when we did that, we would laugh, but not this time for obvious reasons.

"Well, I can't say much either right now, but I do promise Danny will get a big talk later," she said.

"Would you like us to leave?" Crystal asked, and Maddie just shook her head 'yes' and replied, "Yes, but you can come back whenever you would like. I would like to talk to Danny alone for a while."
"That is fine by me," she said, and Sam and her disappeared out the door in a matter of seconds, and they were soon gone.

"Danny, right now, I really don't know what to say, but that I am ashamed of what you have done. You know how much responsibility this is? I'm not mad at you, because it was probably just some stupid teen mistake, but it was a big mistake."

"I've realized that…" I admitted, and she smiled at me, and hugged me.

"Well, I guess you have grown up way to fast," she laughed, trying to make it seem like as though it was really nothing, but a stupid mistake. Jazz looked surprised, and I was too.

"You can leave now Danny, I will talk to you about it some other time, I don't really know what to say right now," she said, and I left with Jazz up the stairs. I went into her room this time though, to find out on how she had known.

"Jazz, where did you find out about my ghost powers?" I asked her, totally forgetting about all that had just happened, since I didn't even really get in trouble.

"I saw you transform before, a while back. I won't tell anyone, you don't have to worry about it," she said, sitting on her bed studying for some test. She often did something while talking to me, but she liked it when I came to her, so it didn't bug her at all.

"Was it obvious?"

"Well, to me, yes, but that is because you just all the sudden changed into someone that kept everything a secret, it was obvious to me, but that is because I knew you," she said, not bothering to look up from her book.

"So you don't think anyone else will find out?"

"No, not if you don't act to much more weirder than you already do. Although I don't think you are going to be acting all that normal when you have two secrets to hide now."

"Yeah, you have a point. And both of them were accidents."

"Yes, but who knows, maybe they will turn out for the better, you can never tell. All I can say, is don't let yourself down."

"You think I should stop fighting ghosts?"

"NO! Why would you do that?" She asked me, and she turned her attention from the book, to me now.

"Well… I don't have time on my hands, or I won't, like you said."

"Danny, you can't give up on it. I will help you out with the baby, and studying, but you can't give up on that, trust me. We need you, mom and dad aren't that good of ghost hunters you know."

"Yeah, and thanks for wanting to help, I appreciate it."

"Is it going to be easier for you to talk to me now little bro?"

"Yeah, now that I know you are here for me, thanks."

Ok… that's all I am doing for now! Hope u liked it! Please R&R!