A/N: I remember when a reviewer asked if there would be romance between Jazz and Clockwork. Yes there still will be, just not in this book. The first book centers on them getting to know each other. The second will prove that absence makes the heart grow fonder, and in book three, the romance really starts! The stuff about his forms are pure speculation. No truth, that I know, is in it.

Disclaimer- I don't own Danny Phantom

Well, enough of that boring stuff,on to the good stuff!

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Jazz was content. That's the only way she could describe it. She was at the mall, and had spent most of her allowance on the psychology book she had wanted. The ghosts had taken a break from terrorizing the town, meaning she didn't have to watch out for Danny. School was out for spring break, so she didn't have to worry about homework. 'And I've gotten back on good terms with Clockwork.'

It was true. Ever since the incident with Danny, Jazz had gotten to known the age shifting, time controlling ghost better. She visited him quite often, when not needing to do school work or help Danny by keeping their parents distracted when he went to catch a ghost. Which, now that she thought about, wasn't that often. But the time she did spend with the ghost she learned more about him.

Like each of his forms had a slightly different personality. When in his youngest form, he was more childish, playful, and impulsive. His oldest form was the wisest, and he always thought before saying or doing anything. The middle form was the compromising form. He was slightly more impulsive then his older form, but still gave thought to consequences. So the middle form was her favorite, even though the youngest was the cutest.

She was called back into reality when a scream split through the usual commotion of the mall. She looked up from her book and saw the ghost's zone greatest hunter, Skulker, fighting with Danny Phantom high in the air. 'Their goes a nice relaxing day at the mall.' She thought as she dug into her purse and drew out a compact ghost gun she carried around for emergencies like this.

She aimed it at Skulker, who had managed to get Danny into a strangle hold, and shot the gun. A green laser shot out and hit the ghost which made him loose his grip on Danny, who had lost consciousness. The down side was that Skulker was now targeting her. "You'll pay for that girl!" He cried out as he flew down at her as fast as he could. She took aim and shot the tiny weapon again, but he dodged it and kept flying for her. 'Oh no, I only load two shots in there!'

She dropped the now useless weapon and started to run as fast as she could. Which, compared to the top speed a ghost could fly at, wasn't that fast. Skulker soon caught up to her and grabbed her arm and unsheathed a glowing green blade from his own arm and held it close to her neck. "Give me one good reason I shouldn't mount your head on a wall." She gulped and managed to say in a weak voice, "Because, I'm not that good of a prize?" He chuckled darkly at her. "You'd be surprised how many ghosts hate you, and I know I would get a very big reward for your head. If I didn't keep it for myself that is."

He had brought the blade closer to her neck when they heard a voice say, "Time out!"

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A/N: So the middle form was her favorite, even though the youngest was the cutest. Cute as in baby cute, not boy cute.