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Lost Emotions

Chapter 6: What's in a Name?

"Are you ready?"

"Of course I am."

"O.k.…"

"What?"

"I don't know about this Danny, are you sure this is going to work?"

"There's no other way." He assured.

"I guess you're right," Tucker muttered, watching as Danny flew towards a random door in the lonely Ghost Zone. He was initiating their plan, hoping to find the truth.

Danny knocked on the brown, oak door. The noise of knuckle against wood seemed to echo. It was like a door out of a medieval castle, with metal on the edges, and a big ancient-looking latch hanging off.

There was no response, so Danny pressed his ear against the wooden door. Maybe he would be able to listen to what was happening on the inside. But still, he could hear nothing; the door was too thick.

"Knock again Danny!"

Danny nodded and readied himself to knock on the door, but before his fist made contact...

A voice spoke.

+Sam+

"Gotcha," the boy caught Sam as she was coming down, "oof, she's isn't as light as she looks. A little help here?" the boy looked at Kevin desperately.

Kevin ran over to him. "Here, let me," he offered, taking Sam to the couch in the living room. He laid her down just as Kandy walked in.

"What happened Chris, do you know her?" Kandy asked, her cerulean eyes focused on the Danny look-alike.

"No! Here I come, walking in Grammy's house, when all of a sudden this girl starts calling me 'Danny'. She even hugs me, and--wait a minute...why did this girl call me Danny?" There wasn't any Danny around this household except for...

"Could she have been talking about Uncle Danny?"

"No way! What would Uncle Danny have to do with this 14 year-old?" They all looked at Sam's face, the disturbed look she was portraying despite the fact she was asleep.

"Hold on, where did she come from?" Chris asked.

"Uh..." Kandy laughed nervously, while Kevin's eyes wandered around the room avoiding Chris's own baby blue eyes.

"It's a looong story!" Kandy moved back, her eyes on Grammy who had just entered.

"Well, I have nothing better to do."

"NO, REALLY Chris, it's a LONG story."

"It can't possibly be that long."

"Really, trust me. It's pretty long," Kandy's head jerked to the side, she was trying to tell Chris that Grammy had arrived, but Chris didn't understand. 'It's Grammy, you dumbass. She can't find out!'

"What? Are you going to tell me where you found her or not?"

"Yes Kandy. Please enlighten us," Grammy added, her eyes narrowing.

('Great')

"Yeah Kandy. Where did you find the girl?" Kevin added more flames to the fire.

"ME! It was YOU who found her, you liar!"

"Kevin?" Grammy looked to the man standing beside her.

"Uh...well, it was your idea to look in the Ghost portal to begin with!" he shouted, causing a gasp to escape from Kandy's lips.

"Maybe so, but you didn't have to listen to me! You're older, you have to be more responsible!"

"HA, 9 minutes! You're only 9 minutes younger than me!"

"So! Older means older!"

"You know what, you--"

"HEY, kids stop it!" Chris shouted, sucessfully shutting the twins up.

"Kids! You'd better shut up, you little munchkin."

"Kandy! That's enough." Grammy declared, and Kandy looked away feeling a little embarrassed. "So, you two have been snooping around in the Ghost Portal again, huh?"

"Yes Grandma," the twins said in unison, their tone was one of a kid who had just got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

"Even after your mother told you not to?"

They sighed. "Yes, Grandma." Kandy looked up, "But we're not little kids anymore, Grammy, why can't we look in there?"

"Sure you're not kids, but it's still too dangerous. You're not properly trained yet, now...where's the girl?"

Chris pointed to the couch, where Sam lay resting. But before Grammy could move, Kevin spoke up, "What do you mean by 'properly trained'? There was nothing in there, Grammy, just this girl floating around and...lots and lots of doors."

"Yeah, we thought there was supposed to be ghosts in there, but there was nothing but doors! Everywhere, and we couldn't touch them either!"

"But when we were able to touch this girl we knew she was human. That's why we brought her home."

"I never knew doors were dangerous," Chris added.

"It's not the doors, it's what's hiding in them." Grammy ended the conversation, moving towards Sam's body. "I didn't learn that until too late, at first, Jack and I thought the portal was a disaster! It wasn't until your uncle came to us, that..." she stopped abruptly.

"What's wrong Grammy?" Chris asked, staring into his grandmother's face. "Grammy, yoo-hoo?"

"This--this girl..." she started with a unstable voice, her mind confused. 'I knew she looked familiar.'

"Yeah?"

"This girl reminds me so much of someone I knew a long time ago," Grammy finished with a nod of her head, her gray hair moving along with her. It was such an uncanny resemblance to...

"Really? Who does it remind you of Grammy?" Kandy asked, walking over to stand beside Grammy. Her grandmother's hand moved to her aging face, Grammy's violet eyes clouded over. She was trying to remember that rebellious girl, her son's little girlfriend.

Finally Grammy patted down her orange sweater. "I believe her name was Sam."

+Danny and Tucker+

"What the--!" Tucker's eyes widened. "Who said that?"

Danny put a finger to his lips, signaling Tucker to keep quiet. "It came from the door."

As if on cue, the door repeated, "What's the password?"

"Uh--"

"Try 'ghost', Danny!"

"Don't you think that's a little too obvious, Tuck?" Danny looked at the door's design, hey, there was something shining between the wood in the door. It was an emerald.

"There's an emerald in--" just when he was about to say 'the door', Tucker cut him off.

"The Rough!" Tucker shouted, "Danny, that bar is called 'The Rough'." Tucker pointed to the top of the medieval door.

('Bar?') Danny looked in the direction Tucker was pointing at, sure enough, there it was:

The Rough

Meanest Bar in this side of the Ghost Zone

NOW OPEN LATE!

Why didn't they notice that before?

Danny raised an eyebrow. "We should definately pay more attention to these things."

"That password is correct," the door spoke in a creepy, deep manly voice. "Welcome to The Rough." The door began to open, and Danny could hear voices inside, hushed in whispers.

"The messiah, he's arrived..."

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