"I…I…" I stuttered, and looked around, but then looked back at her. I was trying to get an idea, but I couldn't get one. If I could, I would have killed her, and gotten rid of all the problems… but then what would happen? More problems would come. I didn't know what to do.

"Fine, you want me to prove I'm a ghost?"

"Yes, and no funny business."

"Well, if I have to, I will," I said, admitting my defeat. There was nothing to do, but for me to show myself. But then it dawned on me. If she killed the babies, then she would be accused of murder, and I can expose her easier than she can expose me.

"Valerie, I don't think you would want to kill them. If you were to, you would go to jail. And I know who it is behind that costume, and so does everyone else if I wanted them too."

"I don't care. There is no proof that I was the one that killed them, and you know it."

"Ah, but I know you have people standing around waiting for me to show myself, and you know what? They all know your plans too."

"There isn't anyone around," She said stiffly. I could tell she was lying though, because hidden behind that mask, she couldn't look at me. I could tell her eyes weren't locked on me anymore, which meant she was lying.

"Yes there is."

"Fine Fenton, but you know this isn't the last of me. I would watch out for your girlfriend too… because as soon as I get the chance… You know what I will do," she threatened, and left. I also watched as some people walked away from the scene, and they were all people I didn't know. The only problem with all that is though is that I pretty much admitted that I was half ghost. Hopefully those people didn't catch that.

I ran home from there though, so that there was no more problems. Once I got into my house, Jazz greeted me at the door. I slammed the door behind me, and then leaned up against the door, breathing hardly. The wood on the door was actually somewhat cold, which felt good. I ran my fingers along the doors bumpy frame, then walked off towards Jazz, who was looking at me strangely.

"What was that all about?"

"Those…people…almost…found out." I said between breaths, and she still stared at me, before she finally got what they were finding out.

"How?" She asked, and she put her hand on my back, and led me up to her room where we could be in a more secure area, so that my parents couldn't hear us.

Once in her room, I stood up against the wall, and Jazz sat down on her bed. I wasn't used to actually talking to her, so I felt more comfortable standing up, so I could make an escape if needed. Yeah, it sounds weird, she is family, but you can never tell.

"What happened?" She asked me again, now that we were in a more, safe place.

"Valerie, knows about my powers, and she said to show myself, or she would go kill Sam's babies," I said really fast, then took a breath, "Then I said neither, because she would be charged for murder, and then she left, and now she is telling me that I had better watch out, because she will hurt Sam's babies still."

"Danny, I wouldn't worry about it. If they end up dying from her, then we all know it was her, right?"

"Yeah, but I still don't know if she cares. Her job is to make my life flippin miserable!"

"No it isn't Danny. She knows about your powers though?"

"Yeah, she does. And she will let everyone else know it to," I sighed, and stepped back, but I realized the wall was there, and I straightened back, pretending as though nothing happened.

"Well, try and ignore her. When she comes up to you, don't give her a reaction. If she is wanting to make you miserable, don't let her make you miserable, ignore her. And as for Sam and her babies, they are safe Danny, I promise you that."
"You can't be to sure."

"Danny, stop thinking about it, and you will be fine."

"Fine, I'll try," I sighed annoyed, and walked out of her room.

"Oh, and Danny, if something does happen, I will be here for you."

I rolled my eyes, but really, those words meant a lot to me, and I know she knew that too. I walked down the hall, and I could smell smoke, so I looked over the side of the stairs. My dad was totally black, and my mom was still in the basement. It was either, I REALLY wanted to know, or it was something I didn't want to know. But of course, curiosity got the better of me, so I went downstairs to check it out.

"What happened?" I asked my dad once my feet were on the floor.

"I thought something was DONE, but turns out in a week it would be done," he said sadly, since he had made a mistake. I laughed at him, and he took no notice of it.

"You catch the house on fire?"

"No, if I did, you would all be outside."

"Good... point… You guys need help with anything?"
"Nope, you go off and do… whatever you do," he said, and returned back to the basement. I shook my head, and headed back up the stairs, and I plopped down on my bed. What could get worse than all these problems? Well…

4 Months Later…

I heard the phone ring at about 3:00 in the morning, and I got up. Jazz and me both arrived at the phone at the same time, both of us half asleep.

"Hello?" I asked wearily, still not even close to wanting to talk to someone.

"Danny? Sam is in the hospital right now," I heard a familiar voice say, and that snapped me awake instantly.

"What's wrong?" I asked now concerned, and Jazz could tell that too, because the drowsy look on her face soon turned to a questioning one. She was no longer very tired either. When any kind of trouble called, Jazz was always there for it.

"Sam is having her babies, if you want to come," Sam's mom replied, and she sounded more worried than excited.

"Is everything Ok?" I asked, making sure that I wasn't going to go over there to trouble.

"Yeah, as far as I know."

"All right, we will be there soon," I said.

"Go get mom and Dad," I ordered Jazz, and she did as I said, without even asking, which was amazing to me.

"You aren't going to ask what is going on?" I asked, following her to my parent's room.

"I know what's going on. Why else would someone call in the middle of the night, and you would need to go somewhere?"
"Good point, I guess."

"Mom! Dad! Get UP!" Jazz hollered, and I covered my ears up after she had yelled, and realized how stupid I had been.

"What is it Hun?" Maddie said and sat up.

"Is there a ghost?" Jack said, and hopped out of bed, already ready for a ghost fight.

"Uhh… no… but that is a little weird," Jazz pointed out, forgetting what she was supposed to be doing, and pointing out the obvious.

"Then why did you get us up?" Maddie asked, sounding exhausted.

"Sam is having her babies," Jazz said, and looked at Jack with confusion still.

That got my mom out of bed, and she was already somehow in her clothes.

"Let's get out of here then!"

None of us said anything, we all just rushed out to the car. Outside, it was nice outside, dark, and barely a breeze. I didn't get to enjoy it for long, because I hopped into the car, ignoring the nice weather, and thinking once again about Sam.

I heard the motor roar, and the car was then in motion, and I watched the stars going by as we drove. The sky was dark, but the stars and the moon lit up the world below it. We soon came up to a hospital that was one of the only buildings in the whole city with its lights turned on. The lights were never off in the place, because there was always something going on with all the people in this city.

Jazz was amazingly the first person to make it out of the car, and I was the last. Now I was more worried than excited, and I wasn't ready to go into the building anymore. Who knows what would come next? Pretty much everything in the past few months was confusing, hard, and miserable, and how was this going to make it any better? With my luck, this would make things even worse.

I stepped out of the car, and the parking lot was silent, so I could hear all of our shoes hitting the pavement as we walked up to the 15 story, white building, that was probably going to be the worst place in the world for me soon.

When we entered it, we could see little commotion this late at night, but there was still some nurses and doctors strutting along. NO one was rushing except us, because we had a reason for it, while everyone else there was chilling, since it wasn't a busy hour. Of course, wherever Sam was, there was commotion there, but not where we were. We got awkward glances from people, but they didn't ask if we needed help, not until we got to the counter.

"May I help you?" A nurse asked us, who was standing at the counter.

"Yea, do you know where Samantha Manson is? She is having her baby right now?" My mom asked frantically, and I didn't get it. Just a couple of months ago, she could care less, or either she was mad at me about it, but now all the sudden, it meant the world to her.

"Yes, she is on level 3, room 388. Is there any reason for you visiting? Do you have a connection between each other?" She asked us suspiciously, after she noticed she forgot to mention that in the first place.

"Yes, Danny over here," she said pointing at me, "Is the father."

The nurse looked at me, and nodded, "All right." She looked at me again though, noticing how young I was, and shook her head back and forth slowly, probably thinking that I shouldn't be a father yet, even though, I had to agree.

My mom led us to the elevator, where we all got in. Normally, I would have been excited about an elevator, since Tucker Sam and I used to jump right before it stopped, which felt really weird when it made that tug when you landed on your feet. This time though, I wasn't going to attempt that, I just wanted to get this done and over with.

When we reached the third floor, Sam's mom was sitting in a chair outside of the room Sam was in, and she didn't look exactly happy, she looked worried just like I did. We all sat down in a row in the chairs outside the room, and my mom and Sam's mom immediately started to chatter. My dad didn't come with us, since this wasn't his kind of thing.

"You worried?" Jazz asked me, noticing the look on my face.

"Yeah, a little," I lied, since I was more worried than I had ever been in my life before, and Jazz put her arm around me, "You have to be a little excited?"
"Yeah, I guess."

"Everyone, we have good news," a nurse said, stepping out of the room, and all of us sat up intently to listen to what she had to say.

"Sam had her babies," she said happily, and smiled at us all. We all looked at her waiting for more news.

"You should be able to visit them, one at a time in a few minutes," she said, and walked back in the room to leave us all out there sitting, and waiting for a so called 'few more minutes' to go see them. That few more minutes, was 20 more minutes of sitting there and waiting, worried about things still, even though they were supposedly Ok.

Then though, the nurse stepped back out, and Sam's mom stood up to go in first.

"Sam would like, Danny, to come in first," she said, and smiled at me, as though she knew it was me. I looked at her, and thought about it for a second, thinking that it wasn't real, and then I stood up. Sam's mom looked disappointed, "I am her mother! Shouldn't I be aloud to go in first?" She asked.

"Well, it depends on who your daughter wanted to go in first, and she wanted Danny to," she shrugged, and I walked up to the room, where she led me in. I saw Sam laying in one of those hospital beds, and she smiled at me wearily when I walked in.

I ran up to Sam, and totally forgot about seeing the babies.

"Are you Ok?" I asked her uncertainly, and she smiled at me, "Yeah, I'm fine."

"You two ready to see the babies?" The nurse asked us, and we both nodded. Apparently, Sam hadn't even seen them yet. A nurse walked out with two bundles, and handed them both to me, and I held one in each arm. I felt like as though I was holding glass, because I knew if I dropped them with my clumsyness, they would get hurt really bad, and I didn't want to hold them, but the nurse walked off and left us with them. I looked at them nervously, but then the nervousness went away, when they opened their eyes. One containing Sam's eyes, and the other with my eyes. I smiled gently, and right then, I didn't care about anything else in the world but the two things I was holding. My daughters. That would have been odd to me before, but all the sudden, I felt happy about it seeing them both.

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! Heehee, how did ya like it? I know, wasn't sactly that long…. But oh well! You will be seeing more of Valerie in the next chappy, and a lot more of the babies of course. I know this one with Valerie was a little bad… but she didn't really care about it then, she decided to leave him alone… and yea, not gonna ruin it for you!

"Why did I leave you alone the first time?" Valerie asked me, and raised her eyebrow.

"Yeah, I want to know, there has to be a reason!" I told her, since there had to be a reason for her not wanting to kill them in the first place, and now all the sudden she was going to do it without a problem.

"Because, I was going to wait until you got attached," she laughed evilly, and I looked at her disgusted.

Anyhow, please review! And yea, you will find out the names in the next chapter. Oh, and just to let ya know, I am already writing the 2nd story to this trilogy. Yea, I am doing three stories to this one! Hope ya liked it!