Sam shot up only to face Danny Phantom floating above them. He looked extremely weak and faded, and he was clutching his chest with one hand; the other on the wall to steady him. He was smiling at Sam, but the smile seemed to be hiding some sort of pain.
"Danny you're okay!" Sam jumped up to grab his neck in a hug, but somehow she was able to hold this fading one in front of her. She was surprised as she thought her hands would go straight through him. She jumped back in shock and Danny fell to the ground with a thud.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Danny," Sam helped him up.
"It's okay," his voice was like a whisper. Then, Sam saw what he had been covering up on his chest earlier. There was a huge gouge with green ectoplasm oozing out. He winced with pain as he tried to stand. He lifted his head and saw Sam staring at the hole in his chest and immediately covered it again. He gave her a sheepish smile.
"Danny, is that… is that how they separated you?" Sam stuttered.
"Yeah, well actually it was a claw," Danny smiled weakly.
Sam stared at him unbelievably. He was so stubborn! He would always try to seem okay so no one would worry. He was dying for Pete's sake!
"Sam, I'm fine…really," Danny put his other hand on her shoulder.
"Danny!" she threw up her hands, knocking Danny's hand off, "You have a hole in your chest! How can you say you're fine?"
Danny's smile faded. He looked at the floor and his face turned downcast.
Sam felt a rush of guilt flood over her. She had hurt this boy's delicate little soul.
"I'm sorry Danny. I just…I worry about you. You always try to be okay. You always hide what's going on," Sam turned from his faded green stare, "I don't want to see you die Danny,"
Danny turned her face back towards him, "Sam, I'm not dead. I'm right here in front of you."
"No, you're going to die. You will and I don't want to see that," Sam backed away from Danny.
Danny looked at the ground; his eyes closed. He felt a hand on his shoulder. Jazz was smiling at him. It was her sympathy/I'm so proud of you, smile. Danny tried to smile, but instead he fell to the floor. Both hands were clutching his chest.
"Danny?" Jazz wanted to comfort her brother.
"No! Go! Go… far away," Danny stuck one hand out and pointed to the kitchen.
"But Danny-" Jazz began.
"GO!" Danny was shaking like crazy. Anyone could tell he was in a lot of pain.
Jazz did as Danny told her. Tucker followed suit. Sam stayed glued to the spot. She stared at her best friend, her secret love, lying there trembling.
"Sam, GO!" Danny looked at her with painful, fear stricken eyes, "I don't want you to get hurt."
"No, Danny. I won't leave," she tried to hold on to him, to help him stand, but he formed a shield around himself to keep her away.
"Sam, you have to. PLEASE, I don't want you to get hurt," his eyes showed how badly he wanted her to go. They reflected his care for her. She had no choice but to run to the kitchen with the others.
They peered through the doorway at the figure in the living room. He fell forward his arms leaving his chest to hold him up. The three could see the ectoplasm ooze out onto the floor. It gathered in one spot and it seemed to be burning a hole in the floor! Danny screamed.
"That ectoplasm coming from his body, it's like acid. It must be burning Danny's inside! I have to help him!" Jazz started to run to her brother, but his small body let off some sort of pulse. It shattered the shield around him. It broke the windows and lamps and it slammed Jazz into the stairs. Fenton was pushed back farther onto the couch the lamp next to him shattering to pieces that fell all over his body.
Phantom collapsed, right into the puddle of burning ectoplasm. He didn't care; his body couldn't burn anymore than it already did. He couldn't move from that spot, his strength was drained. He just barely managed to murmur his sister's name.
"I'm okay, Danny," Jazz rubbed her head, then ran up to her brother, "It's okay Danny, we're hear for you." She pulled him away from the puddle and flipped him onto his back. His chest was red and it looked like it hurt like crazy. His eyes had lost they're green glow and he used all his strength just to keep them open.
"My other half," He pointed to Fenton, "He's…waking up."
Jazz looked over at the couch. Danny F. was trying to sit up, but he too, was clutching his chest. Sam and Tucker ran over to help him out.
Jazz turned back to Phantom, but only got to study the wound for a second before hearing Sam scream.
Blood was pouring out of Danny F's chest, staining his white shirt. It face was paling and the blood kept coming. Under his shirt was a gouge identical to the one Danny P. had, except the blood came much faster.
"We need Mom and Dad's help," Jazz concluded. She ran to the kitchen doorway and yelled, "Mom, Dad! We need help in here!"
As soon as she said this, two figures bounded up the stairs.
"What? What's wrong? Is Danny okay?" Maddie panicked.
"That's the problem," Jazz pointed at both Danny's; a pool of blood next to both.
Maddie took one look at them, "Jack get the Fenton first aid kit!" Then she ran up to Danny F. she lifted him up in her arms. She squeezed him in a tight hug, ignoring the blood sopping into her jumpsuit.
Jack ran back with the Fenton First aid kit. Maddie grabbed it. She laid Danny down and pulled out a strip of bandages from the kit.
"Kids, can you go and get Danny some extra clothes?" she asked, not looking at them, but focusing on Danny.
Jazz, Sam and Tucker ran upstairs and into Danny's dark room. His bed was still a mess and he had left his computer on all night.
Jazz went to the dresser and yanked open the drawer. In it were a bunch of identical shirts. She grabbed one, closed the drawer and opened the one under it. It had jeans in it.
"Wow, Danny's much more organized with his clothes than everything else," Sam commented.
"That's because he doesn't do it. Mom organizes his clothes when he's at school," Jazz closed the drawer, "he's so clueless he never notices. Now come on!" Jazz ran out the door. Sam and Tucker followed, but Sam just barely noticed a blue notebook marked "My Life" on it.
"Could that be his diary? No boy's don't have diary's…Do they/"She shook away the thought and followed the two.
Jazz brought down the clothes just as Maddie finished bandaging Danny F. He winced as she tightened it around his small ribs. Jazz handed her the clothes. Maddie handed them to Jack, who picked up his son and carried him to the bathroom so he could change.
Maddie then focused on Danny P. She wasn't sure if she should take his jumpsuit off, because she wasn't sure if there was anything under it. She ripped a small hole in the sleeve and saw a white and red T-shirt.
"Kids, help me get this jumpsuit off," Maddie lifted her ghost son up. Jazz, Sam and Tuck began to pull it off, only to reveal a torn T-shirt that was turning green and an ectoplasm covered pair of pants. As soon as the suit was off he looked just like Danny, just…white hair and green eyes,
"I'll go get another pair of clothes," Jazz ran back up the stairs. Maddie began to Bandage Danny P. but the bandages wouldn't grasp his ghostly skin. As soon as the bandage touched the ectoplasm it dissolved as its acid like state took over its weak material.
"What?" Maddie was confused, "This is going to have to call got the Fenton Ghost Bandages," She pulled out a roll of glowing green bandages. Sam and Tucker stared at it like, "Why do you even have those?"
Maddie noticed they're stare, "We mad it just in case a ghost cut one us and it would work with real bandages," She began to wrap them around Phantoms body.
Jazz ran down with a new pair of clothes. Maddie was about half way done bandaging when Danny P. started to scream again. Something was hurting him…something they couldn't see.
"Danny, what's wrong, what's hurting you?" Maddie asked her son.
Danny continued to scream. It seemed to echo, until they realized the Danny upstairs was too, screaming. Jack was frantically trying to figure out what was wrong, but to no avail.
Maddie hugged her son. She was there for him and she always would be.
"Mom, I think their bodies are going into shock from being separated," Jazz yelled over the screaming.
Maddie knew this was her fault, she felt so guilty. He squeezed her son, until the screaming subsided.
Danny opened his eyes and looked at his mom, "Thanks Mom." He tried to return her hug but couldn't. He was too weak.
Maddie finished bandaging him and they went up to the bathroom to put his new clothes on.
Jack and Danny F. came back downstairs, "Hmm," Jack thought, "I can't put you back on the couch. It's too bloody. Hmmm," then Jack brightened up. He started to run out of the room, but slipped on some of the ectoplasm residing on the floor. Jack fell flat on his back, but Danny just about flew out of his Dad's arms and conked his head on the wall, causing his world to become blurred and dizzy.
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Maddie was helping Danny P. get changed when she heard the thud downstairs. She heard something hit the ground and then something hit the wall…hard. Just as that happened Danny P. held his head, as his world too became fuzzy.
Both Danny's could feel anything that happened to the other, including excruciating pain.