Authored by Molly the Wanderer

Disclaimer: Dont own Danny Phantom. Butch Hartman (god of funnythat he is) does.

I'm writing the rest of this fic for my sister, she's my proof reader and demanded to know what would happen to Danny…so here you have it. Again nothing coherent, just scenes. I promise there will be closure though, if not a little character death…But more on that later. Hope you like it.

Casper is a strange town. The local park doubles for a cemetery, graves cluster around playground equipment and picnic tables. On a particularly tall hill sit some of the newest graves, including one that has only been installed within the past few days. A large headstone made of smooth granite; a small angel sits atop it, looking down. The chiseled inscription reads:

Daniel Fenton

Son, Brother, Friend, Hero

Five figures gather around the headstone, three women, two men. Jazz, Maddie, and Jack Fenton have spent the past year searching for their son and brother, Sam Manson and Tucker Foley have done all they can to help. For an entire year they have searched, but after a month the search parties stopped, after six months the school stopped making announcements, after a year the town of Casper has given up.

But the Fenton's haven't given up, Sam and Tucker haven't. They know where Danny is now, and they know what Vlad has planned.

They didn't want to buy the headstone, but it has to look convincing. Vlad can't know what's happening for a while, and the town of Casper needs its closure. Jazz stares down at the granite angel perched atop the headstone, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, a pair of wings burst from its back and arch upwards. The angel appears to be looking down at the engraving with a curious stare on its face. Jazz both hates and loves the thing. She wants to go but knows she can't.

Maddie has to be held up by Jack and Tucker; both men hug her close, its all they can do to keep her from breaking into sobs again. Beside them, Jazz and Sam hug each other for warmth and companionship in the face of the December wind.

"We should have told them sooner…" Sam says for the millionth time.

"It wouldn't have mattered," Jazz says "Vlad didn't care if they knew…"

Both girls remember the day they sat Maddie and Jack down and told them about Danny's powers, about what he had become and what Vlad had been all along.

"We need to go." Jack whispers to his wife, but Maddie won't be moved

"No," She whispers back. Tucker stares at the headstone with determination in his dark eyes.

"I'm going with you." He says, Jazz and Sam look up, frightened almost at what their friend has said.

"Me too." Sam adds.

"No," Jack and Maddie say in unison

"We could never live with ourselves if something happened to you." Maddie's voice cracks as she speaks, she's so very tired.

"We don't care." Sam says, and she walks over to look her best friend's mother in the face.

"Danny is our family too. We'll do whatever it takes." Maddie does not meet Sam's eyes, but she nods all the same.

"Go home, get what you need. But not much, we need to travel light…Jazz will call you, but we want to leave before sun up tomorrow." She says.

Sam and Tucker nod and run down the hill. Leaving the Fenton's alone.

Maddie sinks to the ground, the stress and fear and grief are just too much for her to take. Jack takes his daughters hand and leads her down the hill.

"Leave her alone for a while, go home and pack. It'll take you're mind off things…" Jack's words are meant to soothe, but they're sad, and hollow, and the guilty sting that has tainted his voice for a year laces everything with dust.

Jazz nods and moves towards her car. "I love you Dad." She murmurs and Jack lifts his head up.

"I love you too, Jazz. More than you'll ever know."

Yes, I named the town Casper instead of Amity Park as most other fic writers have. I just didn't like the way it sounded. Reviews are ALWAYS appreciated.

P.S. Thank you to everyone who reviewed the first chapter, and I noticed that the comment about how the ghosts had attempted to break Danny out didnt fit. Whoever said that, it's true, it doesnt really fit. But I thought it was important so I'm not going to change it.

Bye.