It had been five years. Danny couldn't believe it. Five years since Jazz became a halfa. Purposely.

They hadn't told their parents, which felt like deja vu for Danny, but there was less of a need to. Their parents were gone traveling the world, for long periods of time. While Danny manned the fort, as Jack put it.

Danny didn't mind. His parents had been very helpful. Since Danny's "condition" made him non-sentient to the government, all his research and field work wouldn't be recognized. He also never had a chance to go to college, because of his responsibilities in Amity Park, so he didn't have credentials to spread his work. Thus his parents were the one to spread his research along with their own expertise, becoming the world's number one experts.

Danny ended up staying behind and protected Amity, and their workshop. He also built some of their gadgets or improved them, and he did extra research for them when asked. (Mainly go into Ghost Zone and talk to a ghost.) Danny even taught ghost safety classes at the school or town hall.

Jazz helped with the family business too, doing the business side on the computer. She delegated the finances, handle insurances, filing taxes, and she did background checks on people who are interested in their work. (Mainly to keep Vlad or anyone from stealing it) All this while still being a counselor at the school.

Their parents couldn't be prouder.

Reason why, they didn't need to know the stupid thing their "genius" daughter did.

Danny drummed his fingers on the kitchen table, as he side glance at his sister. She was watching some boring old man talk about theories of the mind from her laptop.

Jazz had always been obsess with being the "normal" one in the family. Danny remember they weren't very close during middle school for a while. During her 6 th grade year until the summer before Danny's 8 th .

The topic of ghosts were the cause of that. Danny still believed in ghost or at least he didn't want to NOT believe in them. He didn't want his parents to be wrong. They were smart and made incredible things. Besides, he didn't want Dash to be right. He didn't want his parents to be loony.

So when his genius older sister started to rebel and thought they were obsess with something that didn't exist, it strained their relationship some. Danny thought Jazz had to be wrong because his parents couldn't be. They were older and scientist! But He knew Jazz being right was rubbed in his face, far more times than he liked over their childhood.

So it caused them to fight, and avoid each other for a short time. At least until Jazz embarrassingly caught him crying. He was embarrassed and angry that she did, but all she did was comfort him. She never rubbed it in his face, just rubbed her hand on his back instead.

She shared her experiences, when she realized her parents (might) be wrong. She also used some fancy terms to describe it.

Even when their parents were right, Danny still saw Jazz as the logical one.

Until five years ago. Now he has no idea what to think.

He frowned, taking a bite of his slice of Pizza. Danny glancing away from his sister. It didn't make sense to him.

The only reason he could think of, was for him. He hated that. He didn't want anyone to suffer the same fate, even if it was nice to talk to someone about it. Yet, his sister, of all people, chose to.

He expected this out of Sam or Tuck, just out of them not thinking ahead. Or by accident. Even they lectured her about it.

After finding his sister in the basement, they ended up sitting in the kitchen. Danny remembers checking her over a dozen times, in disbelief and concern. Jazz just giving sheepish smiles. That's when Sam and Tuck called him, since the last they heard of him, he was chasing Skulker.

They had come over immediately and were far more vocal than Danny was. Which wasn't surprising, since Danny could barely speak out of shock. Still they ended up all passing out in a pile on the couch. Jazz looked so relieved and content.

Taking another annoyed chomp out of his pizza. He knew she planned it, thought it through and STILL did it. That what confused him so much. She KNEW and even planned to make sure she turned out the same as him.

Jazz.

The normal Fenton.

Suddenly ok, with being an immortal half-ghost.

His head hurt trying to think about it.

"Ok, What's up?"

"Nothing." Danny rubbing his face.

Jazz sighed, closing her laptop. She gave him the 'Mom' stare, arms crossed. "Mmhm. You only drum your fingers when you're thinking about something."

Danny only grunted in response.

"Danny. I told you, if its something that bothers you, its better to let it out."

Danny sighed, pushing his plate away. He crossed his arms and laid his head down. He probably should just ask her. Its been five years. Maybe he was just afraid she'll admit it.

He didn't want to be her reason for abandoning her hopes and dreams. Just because he couldn't didn't mean she had to.

"Are you thinking about.. me ?" Jazz put her hand softly on his arm, so he could yank away from her if he wanted.

Jazz knew it bothered him. Me . Was her way of implying what she done and not exactly her in general. He understood that. She wasn't trying to make him feel guilty, but it did. That implied he was angry at what she was, and that wasn't it.

The past 5 years was oddly, relaxing. Teaching her how to be a half-ghost, seeing her own powers grow. She even helped him, figure out why his body is the way it is. It was fun and nice to have someone like him. He more upset about how it happen than anything.

"Danny. We have to talk about it sometime."

Danny groaned, he really didn't want to hear the answer. He needed to know though. His sister wasn't dumb, even if she did a dumb thing. She was logical, and methodical. She planned everything and gave herself room to adjust those plans. That day was also planned.. no way it wasn't.

Jazz was about to pull away when Danny muffled something in his arms. "I'm sorry, what did you say?" Hoping he repeat himself.

Danny sighed, sitting back up with an anxious frown, "Why did you do it?"

Jazz blinked at him for a moment. Her eyes studying his face, before giving a soft smile. "When was the last time we went stargazing?"

Danny blinked. Confused. Did she, change topics?

"Jazz, I-"

It was just after you graduated from High School. Right?"

Danny squinted. He didn't know if graduated was the right word for it, but thinking about it. He couldn't even remember.

"Its suppose to be clear skies tonight too," She wasn't looked at Danny anymore, but eyes towards the ceiling as if the sky will reveal itself.

Danny frowned. He liked stargazing, but..

"Come on. I'll race you to the park." Jazz turned in a flash of white, already floating and ready to race.

Danny was confused. Jazz never shied away from heavy topics, not fully.

"Last one has to clean the ecto-filters~" with that she dashed through the ceiling.

Danny shook out of his stun, turning into Phantom. "You're on!"

Danny was the first one to the park, despite Jazz's head start. She wasn't fast as Danny, at least not yet. She was getting close.

Danny floated, with his arms cross. "Now can we talk?" Despite how much he didn't want to know before, he doubt he would get the courage too again.

Jazz floated beside him, hand placed on his shoulder. She pointed out to a hill. "Over there! That be perfect to stare at the stars. Come on, Danny."

She flew over to the hill before Danny could say anything. Danny wondered why she was avoiding it. Was it really because of him? Was she trying to cheer him up?

Danny felt his core drop with fear, as he flew over to his sister. She floated above the grass, leaning back on her hands. Her legs were stretched out and crossed at the ankle. Her now glowing orange eyes staring up at the sky.

Danny sank beside her, anxiously. His legs were crisscrossed as he floated beside her. He twiddle his fingers. He wasn't good at getting people to talk. He wasn't good at talking. That was Jazz's skill..

Jazz pointed to the stars, "I'm a bit rusty. I can see big dipper."

"Ursa Major." Danny continued the rest of the constellation, tracing his finger over the night sky.

Jazz leaned over and nodded, watching his finger. She hummed and pointed out another, "Annnd that's minor?"

Danny squinted his eyes at her, then sighed with a nod. He began tracing the stars. He muttered out the constellations, tracing each one he could find. He forgotten how much he missed staring at them.

One time, he think he was six, Jazz had picked out a book for him. It had all the constellations in it. He remembered he couldn't read it, but he still memorized where each of the constellations were.

He smirked. Jazz regretted getting him that. When mom and dad were busy, he would drag her out to go stargazing, no matter the weather. He would go out in freezing temperatures or hot summer nights to glimpse at them. He never remembered how he ended up back in bed.

Danny felt a pain in his chest. He wanted to be an astronaut from then on. He was determined to fly up into space and explore the stars. He knew childhood dreams wouldn't match the reality. It wouldn't be as exciting as his mind had made it to be, but still it was a dream.

One he lost.

Technically he could always fly out into space and explore it himself, but that wasn't the same.

He wasn't the same either, and he never will be.

Danny didn't know when he stopped tracing the stars and fell into silence. Considering his sister's concerned look, it must of been a while. He swallowed a lump in his throat, "Why?"

Jazz smiled softly, looking back to the stars. "You always loved space and the stars. Dragging me out at sundown almost every night to watch the stars. I never understood it."

Danny furrowed his brows.

"Space always made me feel small. The knowledge that we were smaller than dust, terrified me. I wanted to be more. I wanted to do more."

Danny's eyes widened a bit. He didn't know that.

"Reason I fell in love with Psychology. I couldn't do anything on the grand scale, but I could make a huge difference on a small one." Jazz's tone changed as she spoke, always excited to speak about her passion.

"I could help those struggling to see past whatever bogged their minds. Their trauma, their grief, their anxiety. Issues that are so easily overlooked, or forgotten because its only big to those who have to deal with it." Jazz hummed.

"I won't be remembered. I won't remember everyone I touched either. But I still made a difference, however small. And I'm ok with that."

Danny hugged his knees to his chest, "So... why?" His voice croaked. Still didn't make sense to him. Jazz couldn't make a difference if she was, gone.

Jazz took a moment to think, bringing her knees to her chest as well. "Because space is a lot like immortality."

Danny furrowed his brows. Jazz smiled.

"Space is endless and vast. Full of uncertainty. It makes life feel small in comparison." Jazz paused for a moment.

"Space terrifies me, but.. those nights where you dragged me off to go stargazing, I didn't fear the sky. It still feels unsettling, but knowing you were there under the same stars, made it easy."

Danny soaked that in. After all this time, Jazz feared what he use to be obsessed over. He started to see what she meant. He use to adore the fact space was endless. That there was so much to discover, but isn't that the same for his parents. They also loved studying the unexplored, even Jazz with psychology.

Even he could see how intimidating the unknown was. Immortality was similar in that regard. Always fearing what maybe around the corner. It wasn't healthy. His sister knew that.

Danny buried his face into his knees. Feeling queasy and the burning sting in his eyes. A hand gently held onto his shoulder.

"That's why, Danny. I couldn't let you face that alone."

Danny couldn't stop the tears from shedding, as he choked on a sob.

"After all, I'm not afraid. Not of this." Jazz wrapped her arm around her little brother.

"I chose this. I accepted this. And I will never regret being here with you. I love you, little brother." She gave a sisterly peck to top of Danny's head.

"Gross." Danny chuckled out between his sobs. He thought he be a mess with guilt, but instead he just felt so relieved. "I love you too, Jazz."

The pair of siblings continued to sit(float) in comfortable silence, up until the sun started to rise, the stars started to fade, and-

"Beware! For I am the Box Ghost!" Their breaths fogged as they watched Box Ghost zoom past with a hoard of boxes behind him.

The Siblings groaned.

"Rock, paper, scissors?"

"Sure."