Chapter 4

Okay, first off I have to apologize about the lack of space between time passing scenes. I've tried, but they won't appear once on I'll keep trying to use different things and see if they work. If I have any pet peeves about writing, the above would be it. So it just kills me to have it in my own story. I hate it! bangs head against the nearest wall repeatedly

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Jazz: Well, you leave me no choice. Mom, Dad, can I talk to you about Danny?
Danny: What! Jazz, no!
Maddie: Is there something wrong with Danny?
Jack: Is there a ghost involved?
Maddie: Is there something you want to talk about?
Jack: That involves ghosts?

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"Hello fellow students and welcome to Casper High's 87th Spirit Week!" Announced the school president; a senior boy who was also the captain of the soccer team. "This week we celebrate not only the great start to a new school year, but also remember the past. To help us with this the school board has invited Dr. Jasmine Fenton, world renowned child psychologist and alumni of Casper High to spend the week with us and share some of her wisdom before starting here full time! Help me welcome her up!"

The entire school started to clap, some of the faculty a bit more enthusiastically than the students as the new counselor came up to the podium.

Lilith, sitting in-between Cam and Ami, gasped. It had been a few days since the incident with Valerie and the ghost vultures, but she immediately recognized the girl from the picture, if only an older version of her.

"Thank you Jonas." Jazz said to the boy. She then addressed the student body. "Let me first say that it's really great to be back here at Casper High. My thanks go out to Principal Ishyama and Mr. Lancer for requesting me for the position I'm about to take.

"A lot of my fondest childhood memories come from this place and Spirit Week has always had a special place in my heart, right down to the Spirit Sparklers." She said, looking directly at Mr. Lancer, who grinned wildly at the mention of the sparklers. He didn't notice the two teachers he sat next to shrink away from him in fear.

"This week was always full of enthusiasm, discovery and finding closer relationships with your peers. Enjoy these days, students of Casper High. They'll be some of the best of your lives. I won't bore you with more counselor talk now; I'll save that for when I get to see each and every one of you individually during this week!" She finished with a cheerful smile and enough cheerfulness for half the school.

Many students around Lilith groaned without restraint. "Maybe I can meet with her early and warn her about the ghost vultures and their boss…" Lilith thought this was a good plan. She didn't want to deal with this in her own ghost mode, mostly because she was concerned about a secondary meeting with Valerie. She really didn't want to find out what one of those weapons would do to a half-ghost.

After the school assembly the odd group separated. Ami went to her Business class while Cam and Stacy went to Home Ec. Ted and Lilith went on their way to computer class as they stopped by each other's lockers.

"I think we've had enough crazy counselors in this school's history for a lifetime." Ted commented as Lilith pulled out her math book for a later class.

"I think she sounds really nice. I'm going to try and get in soon though, to get it over with. I already know the symptoms she's going to discover and the diagnosis she's going pull out for me." Lilith sighed, slamming her locker shut.

Ted raised an eyebrow. "You've done this a lot before I take it?"

"I know one of the former counselors this school had and she's given plenty of advice." Lilith said as they arrived at Ted's locker.

"I bet you have your life all planned out then." Ted joked.

"I never said it was good advice." Lilith said blandly as Ted grabbed his books and they left for the classroom.

"Maybe you should take this session seriously." Ted suggested. "It sounds like you have a lot going on in your life. I've noticed it ever since we first met and especially after those ghosts attacked, you've been a nervous wreck."

"I suppose I have been a little more jumpy than usual." Lilith admitted. There had been no more ghost attacks thus far, but she was worried just the same. What if there was more? What if it was a ghost she knew well? She knew they all had the potential, but still hated to think that her family was capable of such things. What would she do? This question had been plaguing her since the attack. The very last thing she wanted to do was fight them…

"Lily, you've been kind of jumpy ever since we met. I've wanted to talk to you about it, but I thought it would just pass…but it's been practically a month, I'm worried about you."

"I have good reason to be jumpy…" Lilith said under her breath. Louder she said, "Don't worry; I'll be one of the first people to go and see Dr. Fenton."

Ted seemed satisfied at this. "It's nice to know that someone else besides Box Lunch really cares." Lilith thought as they entered the classroom.

Time Passing

The next day Lilith found herself walking into the counseling office. She hadn't been the first child to enter and so far she had seen nothing but good results from the students who had come out.

Jazz Fenton gave her a critical look as she came in. Lilith thought it a bit strange for a counselor, but Spectra had given her the same look at first. For different reasons, she was sure. Lilith would just have to warm up to her.

Jazz soon seemed to shake herself out of whatever trance she had been in as Lilith stood in the doorway. "Lilith, come on in and take a seat. You're just in time."

"Thanks, but you can call me Lily. Most people I know do." She said as she took the seat.

"Sure Lily. Well, I've been looking over your files; it's not much since this is your first year in the public school system." Jazz said standing up and then sitting again on the front of her desk.

"I was home schooled most of my life. I finally convinced my uncle to let me come. He uh…believes firmly in the power of one-on-one education." Lilith supplied, hoping it was a good enough story to believe. Jazz Fenton; however, seemed to be on to her even after only meeting with her for a whole of one minute.

"Yes, that's what the file says. It doesn't give the name of your uncle, or any other guardian for that matter. Your friend, Ted, said that you're nervous often. It seriously makes me wonder if something is going on at home." Jazz said very worriedly.

Lilith felt trapped. Like a deer in the headlights. She didn't know what to say, so she blurted out the first thing that came to her mind.

"Look, Dr. Fenton you may not believe what I'm about to tell you, but last Thursday there was a ghost attack on the school, three green vulture creatures and I…overhead them talking about trying to find you. They said something about their boss wanting to see you." If Lilith didn't know any better she could swear that there was a distinct look of fear in the counselor's face.

Jazz regained her sense of composure for the moment. She didn't seem too concerned with how Lilith had overheard this information. "Lily…my parents were ghost hunters." She finally admitted. "After all I've been though; I'll believe almost anything, including the fact that my brother and his family are still alive."

"I'm…so sorry." Lilith said, not knowing what else to say to the counselor.

Jazz closed her eyes as if trying to calm herself, getting off of the desk and began to walk around. "When I saw your name on the file and on the list of students I could hardly believe what I was seeing. Now, looking at you…I can see both of them so clearly."

"What do you mean? You knew my parents?" Lilith said with growing excitement.

"Lily Manson, heh…of course I did. Your mother was Sam, I knew her very well. As for Danny….he was my little brother." Jazz finally said.

Lilith was shocked. "I have living relatives. I have an aunt and who knows how many other…" She thought frantically, almost not believing what she was hearing. Her mouth hung open slightly in disbelief.

"Grandpa and Grandma, are they still alive?" Lilith asked quickly as she stood up, remembering from her dreams that she'd once had at least one set. Waves of emotions were flooding over her at once and she wasn't sure how to respond to them.

Jazz hugged her tightly. "All these years I thought you were dead…" Lilith didn't grace that with a response as she didn't trust herself to answer.

"I can't believe I actually have family out there." She said as they broke away from the hug. "I was told that they were all dead. I didn't even know that dad had a sister! All I knew were Mom, Dad and Uncle Tucker." Lilith said, maybe this counseling session would get some good use out of it yet. "This might explain why the ghost vultures were looking for her. I need to find out who they're working for."

"Seriously though, who are you living with? We looked everywhere for you, Lily. Your father had a lot of enemies-or so I was told." Jazz said rather quickly. "I'll let her tell me about the ghost powers. But I'll push as much as my psychological training will allow."

Lilith didn't know how to respond. The last thing she was expecting to find in high school was a long lost family member. She didn't have an alibi.

"A…bunch of very good people have taken care of me for the last ten years. I don't think I could ever leave them. They've had to undergo a lot of changes in their uh, dynamics to raise me." Lilith said carefully, she had to make sure that Jazz wouldn't try to make her come live with her. Skulker would not stand for that. The last thing she needed was for her newfound relative to suddenly 'disappear'.

Inside Jazz was wrestling with herself. She had helped thousands of clients with their personal lives and now she hadn't a clue as to help her own niece. "The ghost problem complicates everything and now apparently Vlad is on my back again. I wonder…I wonder if he knows about her."

"Is something wrong?" Lilith asked as Jazz walked back to her desk.

"No, nothing's wrong." Jazz said on habit. A habit her brother had started in her. "We're here to work with your problems, not mine. I am the psychologist. So, I'll leave it open to you. Is there anything you'd like to talk about?"

"You have no idea…" Lilith dared to think. There was so much that she did want to talk about, but not now and not with her new-found aunt. She would have a lot to avoid and under Jazz's watchful eye, it would not be easy.

Time Passing

"Lily, you look like death."

"Oh, shut up." Lilith said dryly to Box Lunch. The two of them were floating around at Box Lunch's house waiting for the Lunch Lady to finish making them cookies.

Box Lunch smiled wryly. "Boyfriend troubles?" she asked innocently, one elbow leaning on the table.

Before Lilith could answer the buzzer on the oven beeped, announcing that the cookies were done. At the same moment, the girls heard a familiar low whistle.

"Oh, no. Not again!" Box Lunch had a pained expression on her face while Lilith didn't hide her look of amusement.

"Well, at least he's not trying to be a teenager anymore…" Lilith said with a forced smile, trying to make the situation sound better for her friend.

A ninja entered the room. One could not see his face behind the mask, but the girls knew who it was. On the ninja's shoulder was weird fox-like creature that was literally all bones. The ninja played show-off with crazy martial arts moves before finally stopping, exhausted.

"Shuboni!" The ninja said with little breath. Not that he needed to breathe.

Box Lunch's eye twitched for just a second and the girls and the fox creature all spoke at the same time. "It's Shinobi!"

"Take off that stupid mask, Youngblood!" Box Lunch said, very annoyed as she yanked it off herself.

Beneath the mask was indeed the childish ghost, but like Box Lunch, he had grown. At any time he had the ability to revert to his kid form, but ever since he had meet the only other two kid ghosts in the world, he had chosen to change form and grow up with them. But he would never be able to become an adult.

"I heard the oven beep, so I'm here to sample the cookies!" Youngblood explained as he took a seat next to Lilith. Even through physical changes, his mind had not matured a bit.

"I think I liked him better when he had manners." Box Lunch muttered.

"I rather think I did too." Said Youngblood's eternal playmate, currently disguised as the fox creature. "He can smell freshly baked cookies a thousand miles away and there's nothing I can do to stop him."

"It's good to see you again, Youngblood." Lilith said. "Where've you been?"

Box Lunch rolled her eyes. "Here we go."

Youngblood dramatically jumped on top of the table. "First, I sailed with my pirate crews to the ends of the world in search for the dreaded Jewels of Foreboding! Then I went out west to claim the greatest gun-shot in the universe! Then I was king of Europe for a while after my great victory in the Wild West and I lived in luxury. But sadly, I was dethroned by my evil advisors, so I turned ninja in order to get my revenge and even now I sit and wait to hone my skills."

"Let me guess, the great ninja wants to refuel and gain his prize of the best tasting cookies in the universe?" Box Lunch said dryly and without interest.

"Your mom does make the best cookies…" Lilith said warily. Box Lunch was never in the best mood with Youngblood around.

"You bet!" Youngblood exclaimed happily, sitting down on one of the chairs around the table. "And I've got even better news! I'll be sticking around for a while. The adults at the elementary school I usually haunt are getting suspicious. Those kids were really fun to hang out with too…" He ended on a sadder note

"Oh is that right now," Said the Lunch Lady in her kindly voice, coming into the room with a plate full of freshly baked cookies. "Do you need a place to stay while you're here, dear?"

"Mom, No! He can't stay here!" Box Lunch protested.

"And you say I have guy troubles…"

"Lily! Do something!" Her friend demanded.

"Well, he can't stay with me. I've got school in the afternoon and I've got homework." Lilith said in a tone that she was sorry she couldn't help out.

"I'd love to stay with you!" Youngblood said putting on the charm.

"No!" Box Lunch cried in agony. Lilith was the only one who didn't ignore her pleas.

"Don't worry; he'll be off on another adventure again before you know it." She consoled.

The Lunch Lady turned to her daughter. "Sweetie, could you go tell your father to move his INFERNAL BOXES so that this nice young man can stay in the guest room?"

"I…guess…so…" Box Lunch said anger in every word and pause as she left to find her dad.

"Oh, Lily, I packed some cookies for your flight home. You make sure that Skulker eats some, or else I'LL TEAR HIS LIVER OUT! You tell him 'hello' for me, will you dear?" The Lunch Lady said her mood changes evident. Lilith was used to it.

"I'll make sure he eats every last one of them, ma'am." She replied with a smile as she stood up to receive the care package.

As the older ghost left, Youngblood asked a question. "You go to school, as in human school?"

Lilith nodded. "Yeah, I finally convinced Skulker to let me go. I've only been there for about a month, but it's really great!"

Youngblood gave a mischievous smirk. "Well, maybe I should haunt your school then…"

"No, you shouldn't." Lilith said evenly. "I had everyone spying on me the first two weeks; I finally just got them all to lay off. Besides, they've got Ghost alarms and Ms. Grey would pummel you."

"But Lily, you don't need human school! You're a ghost and you're a kid! You could just hang out with me and Box Lunch all day." Youngblood said with a sad look on his face.

"But I'm human too. My dad went to school and I'm no different than him, so I should go as well." Lilith said with conviction.

"There is too a difference!" Youngblood said, rolling his eyes. "Everybody likes you. Your dad was just some kind of crazy superhero thing. It got really annoying. He wouldn't even joke around! You're actually fun to be with."

"So…you're glad he's gone?" Lilith said, sitting back down in resignation. You could have almost measured the frown on her face drooping as Youngblood spoke his piece.

Youngblood was about to continue his rant, when he realized that he had made his friend upset. It was common for the other ghosts to talk about how much they hated Danny Phantom, but all too often the topic came up because Lilith was around and she would have to stay and listen to the conversation.

As much as Youngblood didn't like adults, parents were different. While the other ghosts didn't care if she overheard, he and Box Lunch were more sympathetic. Youngblood found it harder than Box Lunch as he had fought with Danny Phantom many times before. Although he remembered Box Lunch saying that she had fought him once when she had been, little but no one believed her not matter how much she insisted she had.

All things considered, Youngblood still really didn't like Danny Phantom especially now that he would be an adult. But Box Lunch had beaten some civility into him when talking about the half-ghost and he tried his best of follow through on it, mostly for Lilith's sake.

The girls were the only real friends he had. He wasn't going to lose them over an old enemy.

"Lily, just forget about it. I didn't mean it." He tried to say.

Lilith slowly got up and headed out for the door. "It doesn't matter. You can talk about whatever you want. It's not like I actually have an opinion. I've never met him." She said with her eyes facing down on the floor.

Youngblood stopped her before she could go out the door. "Your feelings matter, Lily. You're one of the few friends I have and Box Lunch really doesn't like me that much in the first place. I don't like seeing you sad and depressed. You're growing up fast and soon…you may not be able to see me anymore." He said a bit sadly.

"Is that why you don't want me to go to school?" Lilith asked a bit surprised.

Youngblood struggled to voice his explanation. "If at least you're in the Ghost Zone, you can see me even if you're an adult. But high school bridges into the adult world and soon you won't remember being a kid." He paused before continuing. "Skulker may like you now, but that's because you're a kid and he has control over you. When you grow up…things will be different."

"Different? Why would things be different? There's no reason why things would change." Lilith said, sensing the coming argument. It certainly wouldn't be the first one of this subject.

"I can answer that." Box Lunch said, coming back in. She had that distinct habit of showing up at just the right –or wrong- time. In retrospect, she'd probably gotten it from her father who unbeknownst to them had that same problem, depending on who you asked.

"You're human side craves for freedom, hence why you want to go to school so badly." Lilith was about to counter, but Box Lunch cut her off. "You may think of Skulker as a parental figure, but he's not. Parents let their kids go after high school; he's just going to keep you in your cage the rest of your life and then the rest of your afterlife."

"I know." Lilith defended weakly, averting her eyes. It wasn't like she didn't know what she was getting into. She had known ever since she was old enough to comprehend the situation. "He's not a bad ghost."

"'Not a bad ghost'" Box Lunch rolled her eyes before Youngblood could speak. "Lily, you live in a cage! He's totally corrupted your mind!" She exclaimed.

Youngblood took over after that. "You could escape at any time Lily." He explained. "You're more powerful than him. For that matter, you're more powerful than most of the ghosts in the Ghost Zone. Skulker knows that. You remember your tenth birthday party?" Lilith nodded shyly; she had gained a new power that day totally on accident.

"You could destroy half the Ghost Zone with the Ghostly Wail, Lily." Box Lunch continued. "You're getting stronger every day and the adults know that. One of these days you're going to have to make a choice. To either stay in captivity or get out of here and live the human life I know you want so badly."

"I can't leave! I just can't! I could never…!" Lilith protested, appalled at just the thought. This was her home.

"Your dad didn't live like this, why should you?" Youngblood brought up before she could finish.

"Skulker has tried to kill your dad repeatedly. He works for Plasmius for crying out loud!"

Lilith was worried. She didn't want to be talking about this. She wanted to get off the subject now. "Plasmius? Who's that?" She asked. She had never heard of him before and it was a good way to stop her friends from pushing too much.

Box Lunch and Youngblood paled, more than usual, and the bony creature seemed panicked. "You never heard that name!" Youngblood shouted soon afterwards. "Just forget about it!"

"I…I think I hear my mom calling my name. Come on Youngblood, its dinner time!" Box Lunch said quickly, dragging the would-be ninja with her.

"We'll see you tomorrow!" They both yelled.

Lilith gave a confused look at both of them. "I wonder what that was all about. It's not dinner time already, is it?"

Time Passing

When Lilith finally arrived home Skulker was eating. She dropped the cookie package in front of him. Then she sat down at the table and proceeded to open her math book to start on her homework for the night.

"What is this?" Skulker asked in an overly demanding tone as he sniffed it.

"A care package of cookies from the Lunch Lady, she said if you don't eat them, she'll tear your liver out." Pause. "Please tell me that thing you're eating is not the creature from cage 587? I thought I finally got you out of that habit." She scolded, shaking a pencil at him.

"You want some?" He asked a bit wickedly, dangling a stringy piece of ecotoplasm.

Lilith looked more than a bit grossed out as he offered her what she knew was formerly a ghost animal. "No thanks, I'll just get something non-creature-like from the refrigerator later." Lilith had acquired an acute distaste of meat over the years. As Box Lunch and Youngblood had reminded her earlier, she was just as much a part of Skulker's collection as the ghost he'd just finished eating. It had been just enough to turn her vegetarian, at least while at home.

"So, how was school?"

Lilith looked up from her homework problems and stared at Skulker as if he had grown six feet tall- without the metal suit. "You never ask me about school. What do you want?" She asked cautiously.

Skulker leaned back in his chair. "Do you remember when you were younger; you used to want to come with me hunting? I've decided that you would be an asset to me, so when you get out of school during the summer you will start assisting me." He said bluntly, as he usually did.

"What?" Was Lilith's intelligent response to the statement. She was shocked to say the least. "Why?"

"Why? You already help repair my weapons almost better than I can and I need something more to do with you after those four years are up." He said plainly.

"Well, it's not like I had anything better to do when I was little. That was the only thing you'd let me do if I wasn't hanging out with other ghosts. But why so all of a sudden?" Lilith struggled to come up with a rational explanation for this sudden occurrence.

"I thought you'd be pleased about it." Skulker said, surprised. "You were always asking me every single day if you could come along. It's dangerous, but you're old enough now and your powers have matured at an exceptional rate. It's time."

"Yeah, but…"

"But what? And to answer your first question I wanted to know if you were enjoying yourself. You're not required to go and if you're bored of it then I could just start training you earlier."

"I am not going to quit school." Lilith said with finality and a bit of anger. She should have known he would try to dissuade her from continuing. It was only a month into the first year too… "I know you don't like the idea of me going, but I've waited my whole life for this chance and I'm not going to ruin it."

"Let it be known again that you are not the one who decides things here. This is my lair and you belong to me. I make the final decisions. The fact that I am allowing you to attend school does not give you permission to be in charge. Of anything." Skulker said evenly.

Lilith backed down as she usually did when Skulker started getting possessive. The current conversation was disturbing and she didn't want it getting out of hand. There was punishment for disobeying, something she hadn't done in a long time, but didn't want to repeat ever again.

"I understand." She said as her eyes glanced back down to her homework.

"Good, as long as you remember to keep it that way." He said with the slimmest smile of satisfaction. "So what about my offer then? Will you come with me or continue to remain in your cage all day when I'm gone?"

Suddenly something snapped in Lilith's mind and everything that Box Lunch, Youngblood and even what Jazz had told her crept into her mind. It was almost as if he was afraid she'd escape, offering a sort-of partnership was a way to ensure she'd stay. "But that's definitely not like him to do that. Sure I can get out of the house easily enough, even when I was little, but I'm not that powerful and I could never leave forever…."

Lilith began to have flashbacks. She remembered first meeting Skulker in the basement of the Fenton's old house and soon after meeting the rest of the ghosts at a large gathering. At the gathering was where she met and first befriended Box Lunch. She remembered the first time Youngblood had gotten them hooked on haunting houses for fun. She remembered running through the forest on the island, thinking she was playing 'hide and seek' when Skulker was actually trying to seriously hunt her. Those early years had frustrated him to no end.

She remembered Technus and the Ghost Writer taking charge of her early education, with Sidney Poindexter lending tutoring hours every now and then. She remembered cookie time at Box Lunch's place with her friend's parents. She remembered trying to learn to play the guitar courtesy of Ember and also the long talks about growing up that ended up happening instead of the actual lesson.

She remembered the fun of evading Walker and constantly freeing Wulf just to make him angry. She also remembered catching Johnny 13 and Kitty at intimate times, sometimes on purpose. She then remembered making bad wishes on purpose just so she could use Desiree to get cheep revenge, something the wish-granting ghost enjoyed doing as well. She also remembered Klemper's friendly hugs on an almost daily basis.

She remembered sleepovers with Box Lunch at Dora's castle. She remembered counseling sessions with Spectra, but actually ending up playing with Bertrand instead of getting the often ill advice. The duo had also usually been the ones to nurse her back to health when she'd been sick; being some of the few ghosts with a bit of medical experience-despite the questionable validity of it. Skulker had tried, but his home remedies typically ended up making things worse.

Lilith may have had human relatives, but these ghosts were her real family. These were her memories. This is where she had grown up and she decided that the Ghost Zone was where she would stay. "Youngblood and Box Lunch are just overreacting. I only need high school. Then I'll have experienced human life…that's all I want." Lilith tried to convince herself, but her conviction wasn't as strong as it had been before.

"Of course I'll help you, any way that I can. Does this mean you'll stop 'hunting' me all over the island?" Lilith said with a bit more excitement, tying not to sound depressed about Skulker's earlier comments.

Skulker gave off a genuine laugh, and then abruptly stopped. "No." He said seriously, answering her question first. "I'll start your training soon though. I'll supervise your first hunt in a few months." Skulker said plainly. Lilith sighed in relief that the tense mood had been lifted.

"What? You're sending me in by myself? But I don't know what to do! I'd rather back you up." Lilith said very flustered.

"You will, but this is only part of your training. As I said it will be a few months from now, but you're a smart girl, you'll be fine." He said, smirking with pleasure as he got up.

Lilith still had several questions. Not limited to finding out she had human relatives and asking why she hadn't been told before and then also the mystery of who Plasmius was. She was sure Skulker would know the answer.

She then thought about what her guardian had said for a moment. "Wait, did you just compliment me and call me something gender-specific?" He never did either, much less at the same time.

There was silence as Skulker chose not to verbally respond, but instead to escape out the door.

"Hey, you haven't eaten your cookies yet! You want to keep your liver, don't you?" Lilith said before Skulker could leave the room. The hunter ghost grumbled and took the cookies with him into the area where he kept his collection of 'rare and unique' creatures.

Lilith sighed as she began to work on her math again. "I wonder what's up with him." She couldn't help but wonder out loud, her voice filled with a sense of worry for the ghost who was the closest thing she had to a father.

A/N: Yeah, I kinda shocked myself with that last line…but it sets up for the next chapter!

This chapter doesn't flow the way I wanted it to. So especially if you have an opinion, drop a review. I only really like the part when Youngblood shows up. I like ninjas and he seems so kid-like. I figured if I wrote Box Lunch in as a main character I had to put Youngblood in there somewhere. Even if I have majorly reorganized her personality. Granted, she was only in a five minute segment in one episode…

You guys seem to like Valerie, don't worry. We haven't seen the last of her…Jazz was this chapter and next chapter it's Dash's turn to make a cameo. snickers maniacally

A big thanks to: dessyweird51, The Sleep Warrior and DP fan for last chapter. YOU ROCK! Reviews really do mean a lot to me, especially commenting on specifics in plot or characters. Trust me; it'll make the fic more enjoyable for you. They make me feel warm and happy inside. Kind of like hearing storm chasing stories from my professors and knowing that soon I'll be able to join them and get in on all the inside jokes.

Next chapter's a biggie for plot and number of words. See you all then.

Later,

Unrealistic :-)