AN: I ended up switching tense on accident, so Jazz's part after this chapter is in past tense. I actually intend to keep this though all of her parts. Think of it as Danny is living it and Jazz added her parts of the story in later. Also, I am so sorry this is late, even if by only a few minutes.

Updated: 8/15/2018

*Jazz-two minutes after sending her last text*

Jazz was almost freaking out at this point. Danny had never replied, and it seemed too much of a coincidence for his phone to have died right then. The fact he was typing a moment before it cut off was the little hope she had left for him to not. She started scrolling through her contact list and finally tapped Tucker's number.

"Hey, Jazz. You just missed him."

"What?! No! Dammit. Did he say where he's going? When did he leave?"

"About a minute ago. He said he was supposed to meet you to talk about ways to fix everything. Why? What's up?"

"Ugghhh. Why does he have to be so stubborn?"

"Jazz.."

"I mean, I specifically told him not to do anything rash! And what does he do? Something rash! And now he-"

"Jazz! What's wrong? You're not making any sense," Tucker interupted. Jazz took a very deep breath to calm herself.

"Call Sam and have her meet us at the Nasty Burger ASAP. I need help from you two, and I'll explain everything then. This is something you guys have to learn in person." He agreed then disconnected. Jazz picked up her purse then a thermos on an afterthought. It was a bit extreme, but if Danny wouldn't sit still to listen (if they could even find him) then she might have to make him.

She hurried downstairs, out the door, and to her car. She made it the poorly named restaurant within two minutes and spotted Sam and Tucker running towards it, having probably started out closer considering Jazz had her father's ability to avoid traffic. She drove on forward and stopped beside them; they looked at each other a moment (likely contemplating whether running or riding with a Fenton would be worse) then climbed in the back seat.

"Okay, what's going on, Jazz?" Sam asked as soon as the door was closed behind her.

"Alright, I'm going to assume Danny told you two everything going on with our parents, correct?" They both nodded, looking worried already. "Right, well, I think you should just read our conversation to learn the next part of it." She passed them her phone. Confusion become more prominent on their faces as they read further down the conversation.

"So, what is it you were afraid of him doing?" Tucker questioned, having not picked up on it.

"One of the only ways they could realize they can't have their son without having him as a half ghost is for them to not have any of him. I think Danny's running away. It's the most logical way of scaring it into our parents to make them understand. We have to get ideas of where he might go."

"Wait, wait, wait. Jazz, this is Danny we're talking about. Do you honestly think he'd be able to make that jump? Plus, he wouldn't leave Amity Park unprotected. It's practically his obsession to keep this place safe," Sam pointed out.

"Yeah, Jazz. What makes you think he'd do that? He said he was going to meet you at you guys' house. Let's just go back there and see if he's waiting for you." Jazz looked about ready to argue but instead nodded and started the car back up.

This trip took over ten minutes this time since a road block had been set up almost right after Jazz had turned off her road. Apparently some pipe or pole had broken in the area. (She hoped it wasn't something accidentally caused by her). The block forced them to drive a bit through the main part of town where rush hour was still occurring. Jazz was almost in a full panic when they finally pulled up to FentonWorks.

Jazz jumped out of her car as fast as she could, remembering to throw it into park first, but she left the door open and the car on. Sam and Tucker shared a worried glance before turning off the car and following Jazz inside, where she had accidentally collided with her mother in the front hallway. The two of them were on the ground still.

"Mom! Have you seen Danny? It's an emergency!" Jazz rushed out before she was even upright or had her breath back. Her mother rubbed her hip as she pulled herself up; she didn't look too annoyed though.

"Jasmine, it's unlike you to not apologize. What's wrong?" Her voice was a lot colder than usual, but it had a hint at her usual motherly worry which showed she was somewhat forcing it towards Jazz.

"Sorry, now have you seen Danny?"

"Not since this morning b-" she began, but she cut off as Jazz tried to run past her to check Danny's room. Her mother caught her arm, though, glancing at where Sam and Tucker stood in the doorway. "Whoa, hold on, young lady. You're going to tell me what's wrong this very instant. Why are you asking where your brother is when you know he's supposed to be at Tucker's?"

"Because he's not there! He left! I- I... Mom, I'm worried he's going to run away," she explained, trying very hard to keep it together. Her mother's face changed instantly to one of surprise with a hint of worry. Had things been normal, she would've been only worry, but nothing was normal right now.

"Go check his room." Jazz bolted up the stairs. She grabbed the door knob and tried to turn it, but it rejected the movement. Locked. She raced back downstairs and informed them, looking a million times more panicky than before. She could typically keep much more calm and collected in tense situations, but this one was getting to her. Her little brother was most likely running away from home because of their parents. It was all so messed up.

"You get your father, I'll get the key to Danny's room."

"Wait, there's a key to Danny's bedroom?" Her mother simply raised her eyebrows at her as if to ask 'What, you think two scientist parents aren't going to make sure they have access to their children's bedrooms?'. Jazz just dipper her head a bit then bolted down to the lab to get her dad. Sam and Tucker, meanwhile, stepped the rest of the way inside and spoke quietly to one another about where Danny could be. It wasn't looking the best for him to be in his room.

It took ten minutes to do both tasks as the key wasn't in its proper place and her dad had to be informed of the situation, but soon enough, they're all at Danny's door. Her mom unlocked the door and shoved it open to reveal the room empty.

"E equals MC squared!" Jazz cursed, reminding Sam and Tucker of Lancer but expecting the censor was due to the adults in the room. "I told him not to do anything rash! And what does he do? The most rash thing possible! Dangit, Danny!" She noticed the four of them staring at her, but she was too upset to care currently.

"Alright, calm down a minute Jazz, and tell us exactly what is going on," her mother demanded. Jazz threw a worried glance at Sam and Tucker then started to explain, editing a bit. They would deny their own thought processes if she pointed it out to them why Danny was leaving, and then his leaving would be for nothing. She mentally cursed him more as she went on. She could've thought of something else. She could always figure out a plan when none of the others could. But no, Danny just had to choose the first option he came up with.

"So... Danny ran away... because we wanted to separate him from his ghost half?" her mother summarized after the room was quiet. Jazz nodded tentatively, knowing this is an important moment. Her parents met eyes then seem to come to a silent agreement. "Well, that's just not like him. How do we know being half-ghost isn't affecting him mentally now? His Phantom half probably wants to remain as such and is subconsciously forcing his human half to agree or something. Jazz, Honey, can you think of anywhere he might have gone?" Of course. Of course Maddie would think of someting just sane enough to justify her own logic but be out of range for everyone else. She had to play it up for now, though, or they wouldn't be any help in trying to find Danny.

"No! That's the big problem! He can fly and turn invisible and intangible. If he doesn't want to be found, then it'll be physically impossible! For all we know, he could still be in the house, even! And using any gear won't help with that goop you spilled everywhere last week." Her mom thought for a moment, probably once again regretting that accident. Raw ectoplasm had ended up all over the living room and kitchen, and their tech had been targeting nothing ever since. They'd probably used the incorrect cleaning solution on accident.

"Jazz, Danny is still a teenage boy. He can't possibly go very long without someone taking care of him... right?" Jazz raised her eyebrows, surprised that her genius of a mother was either that blind or that far in denial.

"Mom, you're talking about someone who doesn't have eat anymore than twice a week as long as he's in ghost form, can surely find something to drink on his own, only needs a few hours of sleep and istherefore able to get farther in a day, and there's the fact he can fly almost two hundred miles an hour without stopping for most of that time he is awake. If he doesn't have any specific destination in mind and just keeps flying, he could be in Antarctica in just over two days."

"Why would Danny go there?" her dad asked. Even in a bad mood, he was still the same in essentials.

"I don't think he is actually going to Antarctica. Even though he probably would be perfectly comfortable with the temperature. After all, he was fine on the North Pole even when he went to human form. I-" Jazz noticed something out of the corner of her eye and froze, her head seeming to turn toward it in slow motion. Sam started to ask why she cut off but then noticed it as well.

"I-is that... what I think it is?" Sam asked, not wanting to know the answer though they all knew it already. It was their confirmation. Jazz doesn't respond, too absorbed in her own thoughts and speculations. Her mother took the initiative to stride across Danny's room, pick up the paper laying atop his pillow (white on white had made it hard to notice from the doorway), unfold it, and begin reading. Jazz watches her face intently as the hard mask slowly melts to one of shock, concern, and hints of despair. That was, at least, a little good to see considering the cause of the situation. Jazz numbly walked to her side and began reading over her shoulder.

Mom and Dad,

I am fine. I wasn't kidnapped or forced to do anything against my will. I want you to SEE. You've probably assumed I'm only acting like this because "my ghost half is tricking or forcing my human half". Your assumption is wrong. Yes, I realize you're probably thinking "he's still being tricked!", but I PROMISE I am not.

Please realize the truth. You're thinking of Danny Fenton and Danny Phantom as two separate people in one body. That's not how it works. It's just ME inside my body. No other entities here. So, who is "me"? I know that answer. I have known for a while now about who I really am and almost caused disaster when I questioned it. You two don't seem to know me at all though.

So, here's the deal. When you two just REALIZE who I am, I'll come back home. I'm sure Jazz could help you by thinking of some sort of game or something. Also, the portal is still locked. When it opens, I'll know to come home. You might be able to guess the password, but I promise it's not any of my usual ones.

I love you both. A lot. That's why I'm doing this. Because if you keep trying to force me to be what you think I am but am really not, then I think I would end up hating you. I can't bare the thought, but it's true. I do love you both right now though. It's up to you two where the future of it lies. You're great parents most of the time. Make now one of those times.

Love, Danny

P.S. Jazz, I know you wanted me to promise, but I had to do this. Please don't be mad at me. The sooner you can help them realize, the sooner I'll come home, alright? I love you, too, Big Sis.

P.P.S. Sam and Tucker, I know you're probably reading this too. I'm guessing Jazz went to get you to help search for me or she'll at least tell you soon. Tuck, do me a favor and keep everybody sane while I'm gone. I'll be back, hopefully, soon. I've got Dani on the way to town (she doesn't know where I am either, BTW) for help in any possible ghost fights. They should be calm with the portal out of commission, but it's good to be wary.

Sam, I know we haven't been dating that long and that it's not as meaningful as when it's said aloud, but I need to say this now. If I don't, I think I'll go crazy until I see you again. I love you. You don't have to love me unless you want to or until you're ready to if you will, and I don't want you to say it if you don't know if you might regret it later. Just know, no matter how much you like me, I love you.

In the time it took Jazz to read it, the others had come over and started reading though only Sam had finished before her. Jazz watched as a tear made it out of her eye, but she wiped it away immediately, a look Jazz had never seen lighting up her eyes below the layers of sadness. One by one, the others finish until finally her dad reaches the bottom. After a few moments, her mother's voice shattered the silence.

"He... Jazz, what did he mean that we don't know him? We're his parents! Of course we know him! Why would he think we need you to explain him to us?" Her tone was desperate but hollow, knowing she was kidding herself if she still believed such. Jazz shook her head slowly, watching with slight guilt as their faces dropped.

"Look, Mr. and Mrs. Fenton, Danny's.. not exactly changed but developed a lot since he got his powers. He's still the same Danny. He's just learned to be himself instead of the guy he thought he was before his powers. He's not very hard to figure out most of the time as long as you know where to start. I think what Danny was saying about Jazz helping you was that she can figure out where to start you at," Sam cut in, trying to keep her voice steady. Jazz threw her a grateful glance. Her parents contemplated this a minute- well, more likely her mother was while her father was trying to understand what half the words in Danny's letter meant. He really was a smart man, but his reading comprehenstion left something to be desired as Jazz had noticed.

"Hmm... well, I... guess your father and I could have you help us. Now that I think about it more, the Danny I know wouldn't have responded the way he did to a lot of the things he has. I'm not convinced he isn't being overpowered by his ghost half, but if it's the only way for him to come back... I just want my baby boy to come home, and we'll sort everything else out then."

Jazz nodded once, hoping this would work though Maddie's words didn't bode too well. Things would have to be sorted out before he would come back... It would take a lot of tricking for them to finally believe Danny wasn't being different than himself. A light bulb went off in Jazz's head then.

"How about we get started right now? The sooner we do, the sooner he'll be home." 'And the sooner I can test my hypothesis...'

This chapter was originally a lot shorter, actually. I added in another part originally attached to the next chapter. Now this chapter is the longest thus far. XD Hope you enjoyed!~ F,F, and R!~ :D Let me know when you see grammatical errors or anything. I need to know to fix them :)