Danny sat there for several seconds, his eyes squeezed shut and his muscles flexed in anticipation as he finished transforming.

"Danny?" he finally heard from a reluctant-sounding Sam. Almost not daring to hope, he opened one green eye cautiously.

"Sam?" he asked slowly. "Jazz?"

"How do you feel?" Jazz asked.

Danny rolled his eyes. "I feel fine."

"Think about what made you angry before," she pressed, ignoring his annoyance.

Taking a deep breath, the ghost boy looked down, speaking slowly and deliberately. "Sam and the journal…" Sam and Jazz watched him closely, but nothing changed on him at all. "I still feel okay."

"Good," a voice growled from behind them. Jumping, all three whirled around to see the twins floating in front of Jazz's car. Neither one of them looked very happy. Aslynn bit her lip and looked worriedly at her sister, while Abby glowered.

"Ashlynn, Abby!" Danny blinked in surprise. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, considering the fact that it took me all night just to wake Ashlynn up, it's not like we could really go anywhere yet," Abby growled.

At this her sister sighed and rolled her eyes. "Abby, jealousy does not suit you, and anger is my department. You're the happy one, remember?"

"Jealousy?" Danny echoed, looking at Sam and Jazz who both had a look of enlightenment on their face.

"That makes so much sense!" Jazz slapped her had to her forehead. Sam just nodded in agreement.

"Okay, what did I miss?" Danny asked, annoyed.

Abby's loud voice answered him. "No one hurts my sister and gets away with it!"

"I know, I know," Ashlynn sighed.

"Hey!" Both girls looked over to see Danny floating above his friends heads looking none too pleased himself. "We risked a lot to get her out of there. The least we can get is a little thanks!"

Abby's face softened slightly, although her voice remained as cold as ever. "I know. That's why I'm not attacking you right now."

Danny couldn't help but stare in wonder. Everything he'd seen about these two would suggest that Abby usually acted carefree and happy, while Ashlynn would remain down to Earth, terse and pessimistic. He was positive he hadn't gotten them mixed up. Ashlynn wore mostly black with cream trimmings while Abby wore just the opposite, not to mention they had slightly different tattoo markings on their face, distinctive enough for even him to tell the differences

"Look," Abby sighed and turned to look at Ashlynn, pouting slightly, "just ask him so we can get out of here, okay?"

"Ask me what?" Danny couldn't help but blink in bewilderment.

Ashlynn shot her sister a hard glare before turning back to him. "Look, we're more than a little confused here, and we'd like to know what exactly is going on…and I'd like to know if you meant what you said about…us." She cleared her throat, looking slightly embarrassed and awkward. "Last night," she finished, not meeting his eyes.

Danny felt his own blush begin and looked down. "Oh," he said finally. "Well…I…" Finally he sighed. No reason not to tell them the truth, especially after all he'd put them through. "Look, I just found out that I have a 'soft spot'…and I., well…it's all sorted out now." He forced himself to look up, unconsciously rubbing the back of his neck again. "The person who asked you that…he's gone…for good hopefully."

"Oh," Ashlynn nodded, looking down sadly. "I see."

"Look," Danny started, but stopped when he heard what sounded like an "oof" from Sam.

"Danny!" he looked down to see Tucker standing above Sam, who glared at him from where she'd fallen.

"Watch where you're going, Tucker," she growled. Smiling slightly to himself, Danny landed next to Sam, and offered a hand to her. She didn't even look, but unconsciously grabbed it while regaining her feet. After a few seconds, she realized what she'd done, and quickly took her hand back, looking away with a blush.

Danny turned back to Abby and Ashlynn, who had both looked away for some reason.

"We'd better go," Ashlynn said sadly. Abby growled in response, and they both turned to fly away until Tucker spoke out.

"Wait!" Surprised, they turned back to see the techno-geek holding what looked like a green, glowing lipstick pointed at them. "Danny, aren't you going to capture them!"

Danny sighed and took a step towards Tucker. "No, Tuck, put it a—whoa!" He cried out as his foot caught on a crack in the pavement, and he sprawled forward, almost hitting Tucker, who jumped and took an involuntary step back. As he did so, his finger brushed the firing mechanism.

"Oops!" Tucker yelped, immediately putting the hand holding the weapon behind his back.

"Away," Danny finished from his resting place on the ground. He looked up at Tucker. "What do you mean, 'oops?'"

Tucker pointed up to where the green blast from the lipstick tube had struck Ashlynn's shoulder, sending her spiraling to the ground with a shriek of pain.

"ASHLYNN!" Abby dropped after her sister, landing on the ground next to where she lay, dazed. "That's it!" she yelled, and turned to face the group, a green spear appearing in her hand. With another shriek of rage, she launched herself into the air, and pointed the spear at Danny. "NO ONE HURTS MY SISTER!"

"Wait!" Danny stumbled to his feet, a sense of desperation coming over him. "It was an accident!"

Abby either didn't hear him, or didn't care enough to respond with more than a growl. Reminding him scarily of Valerie, her eyes flashed red, similar to what he remembered Pointdexter's doing when he'd fought the ghost-nerd at the school for the first time.

"Not good," he muttered to himself as several green beams of energy shot from the edge of the beam towards him.

"MY CAR!" Jazz yelped, diving for cover behind the steering wheel.

He didn't even think as he grabbed his friends and dove behind the car for cover.

"Nice going, Tucker," Sam muttered as they huddled there, listening to the shots from Abby litter the pavement.

"Like I meant to!" he shot back.

"Guys!" Danny cut in. "I've got to go fight her and see if I can get them to listen to me."

Sam rolled her eyes. "Yeah, right," she muttered. Danny shot her a glare, but continued anyway.

"I need you two to back me up with the thermos, okay?"

"We got your back, dude!" Tucker said with a salute, and pulled his own thermos from his backpack, while Sam nodded and held up the one she'd grabbed from Jazz's back seat.

Danny acknowledged them with a nod, and turned himself intangible and invisible. Phasing through the car, he bounded into the air, dodging the shots she still sent his way, and grabbed her around the waist throwing her off for a moment.

"Abby! Stop!" he said, turning himself visible again.

"What?" the ghost girl shrieked, trying to twist away from him. "NO! ASHLYNN! HELP!"

"Get your hands OFF OF MY SISTER!" he heard another growl from below, and looked down just in time to see Ashlynn raise her own spear, the end of it obviously charged with ectoplasmic energy.

Noticing her mood, Danny decided it would be a good idea to comply. He released his grip on the younger twin, just in time to see Ashlynn's spear shoot one large beam at where he had been…and where Abby now floated.

"LOOK OUT!" he called, but to no avail. The beam struck Abby, who screamed in pain before going limp, and falling.

"ABIGAIL!" Ashlynn shrieked as she shot upwards, arms outstretched to catch her sister before she hit the ground. "Abby, little sister, say something!" she said, lowering herself and her sister to the pavement in front of Jazz's car gently.

Abby opened one eye weakly. "Ow," she mumbled. Ashlynn set her carefully on the sidewalk.

"Is she okay?" Danny asked, landing a little ways away.

"This is all your fault, ghost boy," Ashlynn growled as she stood up, her own eyes now glowing red, devoid of an iris or pupil.

Danny couldn't help but look at her incredulously. "My fault!"

"Yes," she said through gritted teeth as the green spear reappeared in her hands. "And you will not get away from me!"

"Wait," Danny said, backing away, "this was an accident! Can't we talk it out!"

"NO!" Ashlynn yelled and pointed the spear at him.

The white-haired ghost sighed and looked down. "Then I'm really, really sorry about this. Tuck, now!"

Ashlynn whirled to see Tucker jump out from behind the car, the thermos's beam landing on her recovering sister. "Abby! NO!" She yelped and lunged for Abby's arm, trying to pull her out of the thermos' path, but as soon as she touched her sister's arm, the white/blue light enveloped her as well.

"What?" she said, trying to back away, still holding Abby's arm. "NO! We will get you back for this, ghost boy!" She managed to get out before Tucker capped the device with a satisfying click.

"Nice job, Tucker," Sam nodded in approval as she walked up behind him. "Just don't drop it, okay?"

Tucker glared at her. "I haven't done that in months!"

Sam ignored him, instead glancing over at Danny, who returned to human form and slumped against the car.

"Danny?" she asked slowly, walking up to him. "You okay?"

"Yeah," he replied through a sigh.

"No, you're not," Jazz said, peeking over the edge of her window carefully. "Come on, baby bro."

Danny shot her a scowl. "Don't call me that."

"Then tell us what's wrong."

"It's just that…this whole thing was just a bunch of big misunderstandings, and now I have two more enemies that could have been friends."

"And," Jazz prompted, wincing out of her window at the smoking, black dots of paint now all over the front of her car.

"And," Danny looked down, "well…I guess I'm afraid."

Sam and Tucker exchanged glances. "Of what?"

"The future."

For several minutes, Danny sat there in silence as his friends and sister all turned toward him, staring.

'You mean, you're afraid that it'll turn out similar to the one you stopped with Clockwork?" Jazz voiced softly.

Danny answered with a nod.

"I see," she whispered with a nod.

"Danny," Sam stepped toward him, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Do you remember what I said before? When you had those gloves on, and Vlad told you to kill us?"

Danny cringed. "Thanks for the reminder."

"No, seriously," the Goth said, putting her hands on her hips. "I said that your choices make you who you are, and you chose to be good. As long as you choose to be good, you can overcome any evil inside of you, no matter how hard it gets."

"Besides," Tucker stepped forward with a smile, "only your closest friends can betray you, and it won't happen again if we can help it."

As his friends watched him intently, Danny couldn't help but smile at their words.

"Thanks, guys."

"Wait," Sam looked from one boy to the other. "How did you know, Tucker?"

"Oh, Danny called me this morning," he shrugged. "Told me everything and that he had to come talk to you. That's why I was on my way here…and I wasn't sure how you'd…er…" he glanced at the Goth, who raised her eyebrow, "react." With a hesitant smile at Sam's thoughtful frown, he continued. "That's why I wasn't looking where I was going…er…and I had my headphones in so I couldn't hear anything…"

With a shake of her head Sam rolled her eyes and turned to Danny. "So," she said, taking the thermos from Tucker and holding it out to the other boy. "Let's go put these two back in the Ghost Zone."

"And then, who's up for video games?" Danny asked with a smile.

"Excellent!" Tucker immediately perked up, giving Danny a high five.

"Me!" Sam grinned.

Jazz only sighed and started the car as they hopped into the back seat.

XOXOXOXOX

THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER! THERE IS STILL AN EPILOGUE TO COME! With that bared in mind, please thank my wonderful beta reader for getting the chapter back to me:D I'm hopefully sending the last chappie off today.

Thank you again to all my wonderful readers:hug: You guys rock. You jsut do.