Jazz opened her eyes. She was sitting in a chair by a table. She snapped to attention as she realized what had happened. Vlad was in a chair across from her, glaring at her with his grin. She looked over and saw Danny on a nearby couch. He was wrapped up in blankets, but the blood still managed to find its way out. He looked…dead, until she noticed that he was still breathing. She sighed in relief.

She turned back to Vlad. He had a phone in front of him, "You're calling mom aren't you?"

Vlad answered her by dialing the Fenton's phone number. It rang three times before two frantic parents answered.

"Jazz? Danny? Is that you?" Maddie asked.

"Maddie! A ghost has captured me and your two children and is holding us hostage at my house. I managed to get a phone and you're the first one I called. Help us Maddie!"

"Vlad? Vlad, where are my children? Can I talk to them?" Maddie yelled.

Vlad was going to hand the phone to Jazz, but first he said, "Say, Mom, there's a ghost holding us hostage! Help mom. We need you!" into the remote. She was going to have to say that and endanger her mother by sending her straight into Vlad's trap.

He handed her the phone. She concentrated on getting control of the suit and she once again felt the rush of adrenalin.

"Mom?" she said.

"Jazz? Jazz are you okay?"

Jazz looked at Vlad then back at the phone. She had to do this before she lost control.

"Mom! Vlad Master's is holding us captive, not a ghost. He's controlling my body and Danny's hurt really bad! Dyer bad! He could die any minute! Help us MOM! WE need you!" Vlad snatched the phone from her and hung it up.

"You little brat! You…You're ruining my plans!" He stood up and towered over Jazz Causing her to shrink back.

"You wouldn't hurt the one my mom is coming for would you, Vladdy" she began to taunt. She was right; if he hurt Jazz, Maddie would never marry him. Besides, Danny did better with Jazz around. He calmed down and sat in the chair again to watch the two.

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"Jack, our children are being held prisoner!" Maddie grabbed a handful of Jack's jumpsuit in both hands.

"And Vlad too," Jack added.

"No," Maddie put a hand on her chin, "No, I don't believe Vlad. Vlad is the one holding them captive. That's what Jazz said. She seemed to be hurried in saying it though," Maddie said mostly to herself. Then she remembered Jazz saying Danny could die any minute, "Vlad is torturing our kids!" Maddie suddenly bolted into the lab.

"Maddie?" Jack followed her.

"Jack, get the RV ready. We're saving our children." Jack paid no hesitance. He bolted to the garage and started up the RV in a flash.

Maddie grabbed as many weapons as she could hold and jumped into the RV. Jack started it up and they were off.

They were going to Wisconsin.

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Jazz sat nervously in the same spot she had been when she called her mother. Vlad was reading a book. He seemed to have gotten bored just staring at her.

Jazz looked over at Danny. His breathing was shuddered and weak. He was having a hard time and he needed help…fast.

"Um…Uncle Vlad?" Jazz asked nervously.

"Yes Jasmine," Vlad answered, not even looking away from the book he was reading.

"I need to go," she said reluctantly. Danny better appreciate this.

Vlad looked up from his book. He stared at Jazz quizzically, "Oh I suppose I can release the suit." He pressed a button and the suit folded into a small glove on her left hand. "I still control you Jasmine, so don't try anything funny."

Jazz ran up the stairs into the bathroom. She ran into the shower and took out her cell phone.

"I'm glad he forgot about this," she dialed, an oh so familiar number and waited until the owner picked up.

"Danny?" Was the frantic answer.

"Sam, it's me Jazz," Jazz whispered into the phone.

"Jazz? Oh, we're so glad you're safe. Your parents called this morning saying you and Danny disappeared over night," Sam said, "OMIGOSH! Danny! Is Danny okay? Jazz, please say Danny's okay?"

"I wish I could Sam, but if I did I'd be lying. Danny's on the verge of dying," Jazz said calmly.

"WHAT?" Sam yelled, "Danny's dying! Well, can't you do something? Where are you?"

"Sam listen to me! Vlad has kidnapped me and Danny. He has control over me by a high tech battle suit. He forced us to fight and Danny lost. It's all my fault he's dying and I can't do anything. You have to come and help! Please!" Jazz began to cry.

"Jazz, crying won't help Danny," Sam told her, "You're at Vlad's?"

"Yes," Jazz answered.

"Okay, I'll get Tuck and we'll be right over," Sam said determinedly.

"Thanks Sam, but please hurry, I don't know how long Danny will last."

"Okay, hold on, Jazz," Sam hung up. Jazz brought her legs up to her chest and hugged them as she continued to cry.

"It's all my fault. Why did I ever think those awful things? I never meant for them to happen, but they did! Oh, Danny! Will you ever forgive me?" she sobbed.

"Jasmine? Are you finished?" Vlad was outside the door.

Jazz dried her tears and stood up, "Yes," she washed her face so it looked as if she hadn't been crying.

She opened the door and Vlad was right there. She almost ran into him if his big black suit didn't stand out so much.

"That took you a while," he grabbed her wrist and pulled her downstairs. He shoved her back in her seat and sat back down to read. Every once in a while he would glance over at Jazz and give her a glare, but he would always go back to his reading.

Jazz stared at Danny the entire time. He looked so pale and weak. He used all his strength the keep breathing. A red spot was forming on the blue blanket surrounding his thin body. She looked at Vlad; he was entranced in his book. She slid off the chair and made her way towards Danny. She kneeled down next to him and began to stroke his forehead.

Vlad looked up at her, but he didn't stop her. He could see her guilty face; her genuine sadness. This was the perfect thing to lure Maddie to him. He smirked and went back to his book.

Tears once again became to fill Jazz's eyes. She tried to keep them back but couldn't. She let them fall. She felt so dirty.

"Jazz?" Danny opened his eyes slightly. He turned his head to look in her direction, but pain rippled through his body, causing him to wince.

"Danny?" Jazz looked into his pale blue eyes, "Oh, Danny, I'm so sorry. This is all my fault! Oh, Danny," She dug her face into Danny's chest, forgetting about what the consequences of doing that may be.

"Jazz… you're…killing…me," Danny tried to squirm out of her painful grasp. He started to gasp for breath as she leaned against him.

Jazz shot up, "I'm sorry," she began to stroke his head again.

"It's okay. I'm fine," Danny reassured her, "What happened?" He tried to sit up, but decided against it after feeling the effects.

"I'd rather not talk about it," Jazz toyed with her fingers.

"So," Vlad slammed his book on the table, "Daniel, you're awake."

"Vlad," Danny tried to transform, but his body couldn't sum up the energy to do so. He fell back unto the couch, exhausted.

"Don't hurt him any more," Jazz jumped in between Vlad and Danny, "You can do what you want to me, but leave Danny alone!"

"Jazz, stay out of this," Danny hissed from behind her.

"No, you can't do this alone Danny. I'm the older and more responsible one, and I'm going to protect you!" Jazz stayed in between the two foes.

Vlad laughed at Jazz's courage, "Foolish child, I wasn't going to hurt you. That would never appeal to your mother, but I would like to warn you. You have no idea what you're up against!" he backed up and left the room.