I have to warn you, this Chapter is High PG. This is definately one of the more emotional parts of the story. Also note that at wrote this at 10 PM when I was half asleep, so bear with me.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Danny wasn't sure what to think of Harriet. True, she had made a mistake with a child. A baby, no less. But his parents had made simular mistakes, the worst being arguing while a St. Bernard used him as a fire hydrant.

But Jazz was there to scare the dog away. Who knew a 3 Year Old could make such a high pitched noise?

The thought of his sister made Danny upset. Whoever had killed her was going to pay.

Danny's cell phone rang, interupting his thoughts. He looked at the ID. Dad? He wasn't expecting any communication with his parents. Both obsessed with finding who killed their daughter.

One more thing I have in common with them Danny thought to himself after he glanced reassuringly at Harriet, still shuttering, and answered the phone.

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The girl's Name was Teresa Nilson.

And she was currently being interrogated by a red faced Maddie Fenton.

Jack had only seen his wife this mad once, and that was when Vlad Masters had shot though their ghost portal. It didn't make sense to Jack that two people who were once good friends could have such bitter attitudes towards one another. At least Maddie did. Vlad was strangely overkind to his best friend's wife.

Jack's line of thought was broken when his wife shoved the Fenton Stapler at Teresa. The girl's eyes widened in fear. As did Jack's. Maddie had never drew a weapon on anything except for ghosts.

Acting out of impulse, Jack did something he wouldn't have normally done. He tackled his wife. Teresa glanced at him and said, "You might want to talk to your son," and turned and ran.

Jack then turned his attention to his wife, who was shaking uncontroably in his grip. "Maddie! What on earth were you thinking! You could have seriously hurt that girl!"

Maddie looked back at her husband with hollow eyes. At first Jack thought she was overshadowed by a ghost. But then realized she was overshadowed by something else.

Grief.

"But I wanted to hurt her Jack. My baby girl is dead because of somebody, and she was there." Maddie looked up at the sky, "Why did this happen Jack? Did our ghost hunting kill Jazz. She was always telling us that Ghost Hunting wasn't safe! Why didn't we listen to her!" Maddie slamed her fist against the sidewalk. "She was going to Harvard, Yale, or Stanford. She had so much to offer the world. Wy couldn't I have died instead!" Maddie fell, sobbing, into her husband's arms.