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Yayfulness: In Modern Day R+J, Sam's new adoptive family are named the Whites. Her name does eventually change, but not until the eighth or ninth chapter or somewhere around there. Thanks for your review!

cakreut12: Too many questions...um...Jarod is the ghost hunter for the convention that attacked Danny at first. Jazz went to the station, but you won't find out why until chapter twelve. Thanks for your review!

Chapter Eleven

Hotel Paper

"There's only one thing I can do Danny."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his in a passionate kiss. When she pulled away, his beautiful blue eyes stared into hers with such love, she kissed him again, quicker this time.

"Danny, I never wanted to hurt you like I know I did. I have never loved anyone more than you. And I can't believe it took me this long to see that," she whispered.

"I would wait an eternity for you," he replied.

"Promise?" she asked.

"A promise forever," he said.

She brushed back his hair away from his eyes and her own lilac irises widened. "Wow…you do have healing powers…"

"What?" he asked. Then he was fully aware of feeling no pain whatsoever in his body. Glancing down, he saw now scratches or cuts, just his skin—perfect as if nothing had happened.

"Your powers are back?" she asked.

"They must be," he guessed, staring down at his hand. He grinned, turning back to her. "It's amazing what a kiss can do."

She giggled and wrapped her arms around him, resting her head on his shoulder. She closed her eyes, so comfortable and so peaceful and so loving just being close to him. But she realized that right now…as much as she wanted it, it would have to wait.

"Danny, we have to find your sister," she whispered, running her hands through his hair.

"Will you come with me?" he asked.

"I wouldn't go anywhere without you," she said.

He opened his mouth to speak, but then closed it as if he was having problems. She took his hand. "What's wrong?"

"I know…that she was your friend…but Karissa is a ghost…a half ghost," he finally said. "And she's evil."

"I believe you," she said honestly. "Where is she?"

"I don't know. But I think I need to find her after I find Jazz to sort this all out," he said. "I'm really sorry."

"No…like so many other things, I failed to see how Karissa was affecting me," Sam assured him. "I always felt so miserable when I was around her and her mom. And I always was suspicious at how she could do everything."

"I won't let her hurt you," he promised.

"I won't give her that chance," she said.

"Let's go," he said.

"Hey…Danny?" she asked. "Can…you…fly?" And Danny grinned.

"Where is my son?"

Jack Fenton aimed a weapon in Jarod's direction, his finger pulling back threateningly on the trigger.

"Oh, so you mean the one with ghost powers?" Jarod challenged angrily, watching his liege carefully. "Rest assured he wont' be returning soon."

"My son is not a ghost!" Jack exclaimed.

"Believe what you want, you never saw what I saw," Jarod hissed, whirling around the other direction.

Jack suddenly fired, sending an ectoplasm filled bullet that hit the floor hard and created a crack in the floor. Jarod turned around, freezing in his tracks.

"Trying to hit me? Why don't you commit the crime of murder, just like all ghosts," he said. "Face it Jack, humans are swayed so easily into doing it."

"Then don't give me the opportunity," Jack said.

"Your wife would have made a much better partner. This is useless, speaking to you. You clearly can't see what's right in your face."

"Don't you dare speak about my wife!" he exclaimed.

"Let me ask you something Jack," Jarod said. "I've been doing some research. How old is your son…did you say?"

"Why?"
"Answer the question, I dare you," he retaliated.

"He will be eighteen in eight months," Jack replied.

"And his name is Danny Fenton…short for Daniel Jackson Fenton, am I correct?"

"What do you want with my son?" Jack demanded.

"Did you know that at the age of seventeen years old, you're officially legal to check into a hotel room without an adult?" He dug in his pocket and brought out a slip of paper, shoving it into his face. "Now…tell me that he's not here."

Jack lowered his weapon and took the papers, reading. "Room 203 checked out to a Samantha Manson and Danny Fenton on December 28 at two o'clock a.m."

"Didn't you say that both of your children went missing just the other day?" he asked, a triumphant smile playing on his face. "Your son probably snuck in with his girlfriend."

"Where do you think we'll find her?" a female voice asked.

"I don't know," came the reply from a teenage boy.

Both Jack and Jarod stopped talking, listening intently. Jack hated to admit it…but it sounded rather a lot like Danny's voice. And whoever it was speaking, they were just beyond the hallway where they were standing.

"Have you ever flown before?" he asked.

"On a plane," the girl admitted, giggling.

"Take my hand," he said gently. "And close your eyes."
Jarod took this opportunity and rushed around the corner. Jack followed closely. Except when they entered…the hallway was strangely empty.

"Where did they go?" he asked, to no one in particular.

"Maybe they flew away," Jarod suggested, one eyebrow raised. "Like I've been telling you all along." His gaze flickered to the bronze plates on the wall. "Oh, and would you look at that. Rooms 210-190, this way. Follow me."

He began to walk and Jack sighed, following him anyway. Despite his avoidance on the subject of ghosts, he was beginning to doubt everything; but one thing was sure…his son could not be a ghost like Jarod claimed. It was radical. Danny wouldn't have kept a secret like that…surely.

"Room 203…hmm…those voices seemed miraculously close to this room, and to suddenly disappear like that is kind of strange, don't you think?" He stopped in front of the door.

"What are you going to do? Break in?" Jack said, his eyes narrowed.

"Oh, please Jack. I don't need to break in," he said. He pulled out a credit card shaped key from inside another pocket. "I had the front desk make me a copy."

"That's still entering, which is illegal," he pointed out.

"And why am I supposed to care if I find the evidence I've been searching for?" he asked. "You'll see that I've been right all of this time…your son is either a ghost, or he's been overshadowed by one suddenly. And he's here." Jack didn't say anything and Jarod smiled. "Shall we?"

"And what if there's someone in there?"

"There won't be," he said. "I think we just heard them leave."

"Daddy?" a voice asked.

Both men turned around to see a pretty, red headed girl walk up to them, her green eyes sparkly happily.

"Jazz? What are you doing here?" Jack asked, pulling his daughter into a hug.

She seemed confused. "I thought I told you. The note that Danny was supposed to leave on the refrigerator?"

"I didn't see a note," Jack said, scratching his chin thoughtfully.

"Did you look?" she asked, giggling.

"Well…no," he said. "I was trying to find you and Danny."

"Oh, we've been here for Tucker's cousin's wedding," she explained. "Danny and I have both been here for the past two days."

Jarod looked furious and Jack turned to him, his expression neutral, but in his dark blue eyes, you could see a flicker of triumph.

"And what about that Samantha girl? The one he checked a room out with?"

Something changed in Jazz's eyes then, almost as if she were angry, but it disappeared and she was smiling again. "I don't know what you're talking about. Tucker and Danny shared a room together."

"And who is Sam then?"

"Probably his mother or something, I don't know," she snapped.

"You're lying!" Jarod shouted.

"Jarod, find yourself another hunter," Jack suddenly said angrily. "We're finished working with each other."

"What?" Jarod asked.

"Nobody talks to my family like that," he said. He took the key from Jarod's hand and snapped it easily. "And stay away from my son." Jazz glared backwards at him and then with Jack, began to walk away from him.

"So, princess, I'm sorry about that," Jack said. "It seems that I've been making some pretty stupid choices. I'm afraid no one can replace your mother."

"No," she said quietly. "No one can."

"I'm sorry I didn't catch your note," he said, clearing his throat. "I wasn't even paying attention."

"That's okay. Danny could have forgotten to leave you one too," she said.

"Listen, there's something I need you to do for me," Jack said. "I know I haven't been around a lot after the accident, but could you talk to Danny for me?"

"About what?"

"Well, I've noticed that his grades are starting to slip. And I know that he's probably just struggling, but I have the odd feeling that he hasn't been feeling right since your mother died."

"Do you think he feels responsible for her death?" Jazz asked, a new gleam in her eyes.

"He was in the car with her when it happened, so maybe," he said. "But could you just make sure he doesn't feel guilty? There's already enough of that going around between this family."

Jazz nodded. "Sure thing…dad," she agreed. She checked her watch. "The wedding will start here in a few minutes, if you want, after I come home tomorrow morning, we can go out?"

"That sounds fabulous," he said, smiling. "And bring your brother along. Maybe we can have a quick three days after New Year's Eve Party."

She laughed. "That does sound good. So I'll see you tomorrow then?"

"I'll be waiting for you at home princess," he said, kissing the top of her head.

"Okay, I've got to go." She began to run the opposite direction.

"Bye Jazmine," he called.

She turned the corner and then laughed heartily, quite unlike herself. "Jack Fenton, taken care of. Meaning I can get what I want without any interruption." She glanced around and saw him walking off the other direction. Making no noise, she walked back into the hallway.

And walked straight through the door of room 203.

Sam reached out, feeling like she could touch the stars if she tried, feeling as if she were another world; where it was just her and Danny forever…

Danny laughed, pulling her closer to him and maintained speed, soaring through the sky to his house.

"It's so beautiful," she said, snuggling close to him. He was holding onto her side, his arm across her back. She was slightly lower than he was, so that her head was near his stomach, but she didn't care. As long as she was close to him.

"So how do you like flying?" he called back to her.

"I love it," she said truthfully.

"I always enjoyed flying," he said. "Defying gravity makes the challenge of life greater."

"You like challenge?" she asked.

"I like seeing how far I can push myself sometimes," he admitted. "So, yes, I suppose."

"I like taking the chance," she agreed. "How you can help yourself."

Danny smiled and then spotted his house a few yards ahead. "That's my house."

"Hang on, right?" she asked, grinning.

"Yep," he said. She grabbed onto him tightly and held on, just as Danny increased his speed, flying straight into the house. A few seconds before they plunged into the roof, he went intangible and landed in his room.

He gently helped her on her feet and changed back to his normal form. She looked around his room for the first time.

"You really are a 3 Doors Down fan, huh?" she asked.

"Yeah," he said, blushing slightly. "I love them."

"Me too," she said, taking his hand. Danny focused on not phasing through the floor in his sudden nervousness.

"If Jazz is here, I'll talk to her," he said.

"Okay," she said.

"Come with me and I'll give you the tour while we're here," he said.

"Sure," she said.

He took her hand and led her into the hallway. He pointed down the rest of the way. His room appeared to be the first door on the left. "Jazz is next to me, my dad's room is across from it, that's a closet and the stairway to the Op-Center and attic above us, and that's the bathroom."

She followed him down the stairs. "This is the living room," he continued. "And this is the kitchen." The room they'd walked into was a bright yellow and blue cabinet coordinated.

Danny jumped slightly as footsteps echoed, coming from the entrance to the lab. He blinked in surprise when he saw his dad.

"Hey Dad," he greeted.

"Danny!" Jack replied, smiling brightly. "I thought you were at the wedding."

Danny tried not to look like he had absolutely no clue what was going on. "I had to get a few things. Besides….it started late."

"Who's this?" he asked, referring to Sam.

"This is my date, Sam," he said, pulling her forwards.

Sam felt shy suddenly. "Hi," she greeted nervously.

"Pretty one," he said (making Sam blush even deeper). "Jazmine said something about a girl named Sam."

"Have you seen Jazz lately?" he asked. "I've been looking for her."

"Last place I saw her was at the Holiday Inn, near your room," Jack replied. "I heard that she was actually looking for you."

"Oh," he said. "We must have missed each other." He glanced at Sam. "Well, we'd better go, before they start without us."

"If I see Jazz, I'll let her know that you were looking for her," he said.

"Thanks," Danny said. "I'll see you later, okay?"

"Sure thing," Jack answered. "Oh, and Danny Phantom."

"What?" Danny asked without thinking. Sam squeezed his hand rather hard and he thought of a quick excuse. "Sorry, I heard Danny and automatically replied."

Jack laughed. "You haven't seen him while you were at the hotel, did you?"

"No…no I didn't," he lied. "Sorry dad."

"Darn it, well, I'll see you later son," he said. "Nice meeting you, by the way." Sam smiled and nodded her head in agreement.

"Lata," Danny called. He led Sam back into the living room. Thinking it would probably be weird for his dad to see him leave through his room, he walked out the front door, closing it behind him carefully.

"He's nice. Reminds me of a big teddy bear," Sam said.

Danny burst into laughter. "Oh wow, I have never thought of my dad…that way. That's new." Sam grinned.

"So, back to the hotel?"

"Yep," he replied. "I hope you don't mind."

"Why would I mind?" she asked, kissing his nose and giggling.

"Because I feel like I'm dragging you everywhere to take care of my problems," he said.

"I'll go wherever you will go," she said. "Can't let you go, cause you're holding up my world, so I need you."

"I love that song so much more now," he said. There was a flash of light and he became his ghost form. "Ready?"

"Yeah, but I have one question," she said. "How fast can you go?"

"About two hundred miles an hour," he said.

"Then take the challenge," she said, grabbing onto him. "And let's fly."

"I'll be right back," Danny said, less than twenty minutes later. "I'm going to see if she's here somewhere."

"Okay," Sam said. "I'll just entertain myself with a movie."

"You can come with me," he said.

"Danny, it's none of my business what you say to Jazz if you find her," she assured him. "I'll be fine. Maybe when you're done, we can go out to eat or something."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, you worry too much," she said. "You're such a sweet heart." She kissed him on the cheek.

"I'll be right back," he said again.

"Okay," she said. She kissed him fully on the lips, closing her eyes to delight in feeling so good, her hand on his neck.

"Now I don't want to leave," he said sadly. She laughed.

"Go talk to your sister, and maybe I'll save one for you," she promised.

"One?"

"Or more."

"I'll be back."

"You've said that three times," she said, laughing hard.

"Okay, now I'm really leaving then," he said, turning to go. "Are you sure?"

"Go!" she said, almost in tears from laughing so hard.

He waved and walked down the hall. She watched him go and wondered how she could have lived without him. She'd never loved anyone more.

She glanced around. If she would hurry, she could go get a couple of Virgin Bloody Maries at the bar for them so that maybe they could continue what they'd had planned last night. She yawned, remembering that it had also been twenty four hours since she'd slept.

But she wanted to be with him. She glanced at her watch. He'd only been gone for two minutes (she already missed him); she could surely get back before he did.

She locked the door and headed down to the bar, unaware that she had been being watched.

Danny rolled his neck, growing slightly impatient. He'd been searching for twenty minutes and he still hadn't found Jazz. Would she still be here? Had they just mixed their paths? He didn't understand what was going on.

The only thing that he was hoping on that would go right now was Sam. He walked down the hallway to their room.

It was strange how a simple escape could lead you on the road that he'd never experienced before. He'd never known true love. He'd always thought that it was impossible to find a significant other that would fulfill your dreams like no one else could. How wrong he'd been. He could see a bright future with Sam now that she was with him again.

He turned the handle to his room only to find the door locked. Jumping up and down to get the key out of his back pocket, he slid it into the hole and it clicked open.

"Sam?" he called.

There was no reply.

He walked further into the room, hoping that he hadn't woken her up. He just realized what time it was. He hadn't slept for an entire day. But it didn't seem to be affecting him yet. She might have fallen asleep.

He crept in quietly the rest of the way. There was no one there however. He stopped, confused.

Just then, something hit him in the back of his head. He fell forwards, blinking stars from his eyes, and turned around to see his sister standing behind him, holding the remnants of a shattered vase. She dropped the pieces to the ground where he kneeled.

"Jazz?" he asked, swaying slightly.

"Tell me something Danny," she said darkly. He stood up shakily, watching her. "How does it feel to know that when you get something back…you lose it again?"

"What are you talking about?" he asked. The room was starting to spin around him.

She moved her hand suddenly and something sharp slid into his wrist. He cried out in pain, lifting his arm up.

A solid silver object was now lodged into his skin. He knew that if he got it out, his powers would automatically heal the wound. He reached for it.

But she wasn't going to give him that chance.

"Go ahead, rip that out," she said. "I dare you."

"What do you want?" he asked. He prayed that it was the night that was making the room darker. Blood dripped from his arm.

"To see you fall…for me," she said.

"What?"

"As soon as that little thing in your arm hit your bloodstream, you've now lost your powers for the next twenty four hours," she said. She laughed. "Kind of weird that that rhymed."

"Karissa," Danny figured out. "Get out of her, now!"

"Why? You destroyed my last body," she said angrily. "It's only fair that I destroy your own blood."

"What do you want?"

"You've already heard what I want, damn it!" she yelled. "And I'm going to get what I want, once and for all. And there's nothing your little whore of a girlfriend can do about it."

She reached backwards and yanked the bureau with the tv inside, using unnatural strength, over. Danny tried going intangible…but the object that was currently trapped in his skin had done exactly what she had said. The whole thing crashed down on top of him, creating a thunderous noise that shook the entire room.

And there was nothing left but silence….

Danny groaned softly, coming to. An odd taste came into his mouth and his head shook, trying to regain consciousness.

He was vaguely aware that someone was holding onto his arm and that he seemed to be in a standing position.

"Just do it!" a voice demanded. "I just got this body back and I'm not going to rid of it again."

He leaned his head up and dared to open his eyes. Karissa, in her own body once again, stood before him.

"It's goody goody ghosts like you that really tick me off, you know that?" she asked, seeing that he was awake.

He didn't reply and his bloodied arm throbbed suddenly, making him cringe. The silver object was still lodged into his wrist.

"I could have given you anything you wanted, but you had to go and screw that up, didn't you?" Karissa said, shoving him up against the wall.

"I don't make deals with evil ghosts, sorry to confuse you," he said hoarsely, trying to break away. The cuff was too strong, and his other hand wouldn't cooperate as she did the other one.

She stared into him. "You would if it was something you really wanted," she said.

"You won't hurt Sam," he demanded.

"Oh, I wasn't talking about Sam," she said. "I was talking about something else."

"Like what?" he asked.

"What's the one thing you've been wanting back since it was taken away from you Danny?" she asked. "The one thing that you've been without since you were fifteen."

He caught on and a new fierce wave of emotions hit him.

"You want your mother back, don't you?"

There was the sound of a muffled gasp from the opposite wall. Both Karissa and Danny looked up to see Jazz, chained to the wall as well, her pretty face pale.

"Danny," she cried.

"Let her go!" he said.

"Why? What are you going to do about it?" she asked. "There's nothing you can do. You're miserable without her, aren't you?"

"Let her go!' he said.

"You want your mother back, don't you?" she repeated. She touched the side of his face gently. "It was so horrible how she was taken from you, just like that."

"Karissa, stop it!" Jazz pleaded.

"You shut up!" Karissa snapped, her eyes never leaving Danny.

"Danny," Jazz said again.

"Danny," Karissa cooed sarcastically. "Danny, Danny." She grinned. "Those were her last, dying words, weren't they? Danny, Danny, don't let me die."

Letting out a cry of fury, Danny grasped onto the cuffs and yanked upwards, kicking his feet out and hitting Karissa squarely in the chest. At the same time, he heard his arm break.

"Well, I wasn't expecting that," she grumbled, standing up again. "But then again, I won't have to expect the unexpected anymore. Looks like you won't be doing that again." She carefully stepped towards the side of him. "You know what they say, when you break it once, it's easier to break it again."

"Let her go and I'll do whatever you want," Danny said, his voice choked in pain.

"I gave you that chance when we first met," she said. "I don't understand men. I'm prettier, I'm richer, I'm more powerful…but who did you choose? Sam."

"You actually think you're prettier than Sam? Hmm…that's really bad judgment," he smarted off.

Her eyes suddenly glowed vividly. "You want to play games, fine. I'm sure your sister won't mind hearing a few things that you've failed to mention to her."

"I've already told her things that she's needed to know," he said.

"Really? Did you tell her about how you tried to find your poor old mum?" she asked. "How you could have brought her back for good?"

"What?" Jazz asked, interrupting the silence that came after her statement.

"You're lying," Danny said hoarsely.

"Am I? Who's the liar now Danny?" Karissa challenged. "You've been lying to everyone you know, even yourself. You did get to speak to your mother before she died, didn't you? And you never told anyone what she said…did you?"

"Shut up!" he shouted.

She pressed a hand to his forehead and he felt the world fall down upon him. All the things he could have done to stop everything from happening….

"Stop it!" Jazz said as Danny's blue eyes glazed over.

"Don't worry Danny," Karissa said. "You'll be joining your mother soon. The more misery I drain out of you…the less life you have."

Nice, huh? Don't you hate me? The next chapter, like Chapter Seven (Love Me Like That) starts out with Sam's point of view again. The next chapters are called 'Til I Get Over You and It's You, the final chapters.

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Chapter Twelve: 'Til I Get Over You

"You have the choice, Jazmine, save your own life and escape and kill the girl of your brother's dreams or stay here, save him and lose your own life?"

"I don't care. Sam and Danny live," she said, her voice breaking.

"Don't you hate it?" Karissa asked. "Now that Danny's dead, you think that I'm tricking you. You don't trust me, but you have no choice but to trust me."

"Trust is an issue I think we all need to work on Karissa."

Today's Updates: Sunshine Circle, Hotel Paper, Of All the People to Be Stuck With,Hanging By A Moment, Love Me, Love Me, Modern Day R+J, Even In Death, Wherever You Will Go

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