'Danny! Could this be the Danny Fenton!' Taylor starred open-mouthed at the green-eyed ghost, Danny. If her jaw wasn't attached to her face it would have hit the floor.
Danny's, who after he told her his name looked nervous, mouth twitched and grew into a smile. He suddenly started to crack up laughing, and like the Marry Poppins movie, floated higher and higher into the air until he hit the cieling with a graceful, ummpf.
Taylor's shock soon gave way to indignation. Why was he laughing?
"And what is do funny!" Taylor fumed. Danny barky paused in his laughing fit to point a shaky finger at her and say,
"You should have seen your face!" Falling into another fit of laughter. Taylor really wished that he would just fall and hit his head on the ground. She foucused on the image and something buzzed in her brain.
"Hey!" Danny yelped as he seemed to have temporarliy tost control of his flight; and to Taylor's dissapointment he cought himself a few feet before hitting the ground.
She barly cought the few words that he mumbled under his breath.
"She must be a Detector."
'What in the world is a Detector!' Taylor was sitting indiaan style on the bed and hoping that she wouldn't do anything stupid.
"So...your Danny Fenton?" She thought out loud.
He nodded his head, "Yah..."
"Oh..." Taylor's mind, which was still trying to grasp that a ghost had saved her, actually accepted that this ghost was the fabled Danny Fenton. Why else would a ghost live here in an old ghost hunter's house and why would one save a human?
Still, she didn't think that this ghost meant her any harm. Figiting under his curious gaze, she was still alittle scared of any ghost, even if he had saved her, she had the feeling that he was more powerful than his teenaged appearence showed.
Danny noticed that she was becoming to looke uncomfortable, and although he really wanted to talk to her he also didn't want to drive her away. So, he decided to take a chance and see if she would come back.
"You know...it is pretty late. You should probably be heading home." Danny said, just a small amount of his remorse leaking through. Taylor was thankful that the ghost wasn't kiddnaping her. Even if she was beginnig to enjoy his company.
"Yah... I probably should. My gardian might be getting worried." She slowly got off the bed and went over to get her backpack. Rummaging inside, she saw that everything was accounted for. Including her still unworking flashlite. She turned back around and faced Danny. He was standing patiently by teh door, running a gloved hand through his messy white hair. The expression on his face seemed to be sad.
"Oh yah," Taylor almost smaked herself in the forehead. "My name's Taylor." Walking up to Danny she stuck her hand out. Cautiously, as if he was afraid that ahe would dissapear, he reached out. He lightly grasped her hand and shook it gently,
Taylor almost gassped at how cold hois hand was, but the longer she held it the more she beganto feel warmth seep into it. She marveld at the underlying strength, she was right he was stronger than he looked. He released her hand and a smile grew on his face
"Thank you." He whispered. Taylor returned his smile, it seemed as if she had done the right thing. She actually enjoyed the ghost's company, even if he had scared her at first. She didn't want him to dissapear, like everyone else in her life. First her parents, then her so called friends; maybe she could help this trapped spirit.
She was brought out of her thoughts when a gloved hand was waved back and forth in front of her face. Looking at the owner of the hand, she saw an amused and slightly nervous expression on Danny's face.
"You okay?" He asked in that echoey voice. "You kind of spaced out there for a second." His hand dropped back to his side as he awaited Taylor's answer.
"Yah, I'm fine. Just thinking."
Danny smiled and turned back to the door. He opened it and led Taylor into the hallway.
"Okay..." Taylor began. "If the stairs are totaled..." She paused as the recent memory of her expirence escaped death assalited her, "and since I can't fly. How am I supposed to get downstairs?"
Danny had reached the place where the stairs should have been, and stopped. He turned to face Taylor, still seeming nervous, but alittle bit more comfortable now.
"Maybe you can't fly...but I can." He seemed to be trying to smother another laugh, and his nervousness dissapeared.
"And how does that help me?" Taylor smarted.
Danny held out his hand and his nervousness returned. "I'll help you get downstairs."
He noticed Taylor's hesitance and his hand fell back to his side. His face fell and that small flame of hope flickered drastically.
Quickly, she reached for his hand. It wasn;t as cold as before, but it was still the temperature of snow. Yet this time, she didn;t take her hand away; for a reason unknown to her, she wanted Danny's trust.
Once again she asked, " So, how do we get down?"
Danny's smile returned when her heard the'we' part. Maybe he wouldn't have to be so alone anymore. He gently tightend the hold on Taylor's hand, and gave a small smile.
"We fly." Slowly, he began to float upwards, never once loosening his grip on Taylor's hand. She felt a cold feeling run quickly up he spine, like she had just dived into a pool full of cold water. She felt weightless.
Danny was glowing a soft whitish color. Glancing at the hand he held, she noticed that the glow was also surounding her hand. But not just her hand, it surrounded her entire body!
Taylor began to hypervenalate. Her lungs weren't wanting to do what they were supossed to do. On an inpulse, she looked down.
She was floating about three feet off the ground.
Her eyes widened and she really couldn't breath now. Everything was closeing in on her...so crowded...
"Taylor?" Danny's voice barly reached her ears. "Taylor, you okay?" He noticed that Taylor was hyperventalating; carefully, so that he wouldn't hurt her, he sent a jolt of electric ectoplasm into the hand he held.
"Taylor," He said gently. Her frightend purple eyes snapped onto Danny. "It's okay Taylor. I won't let you fall." She calmed down slightly but she still wasn't breathing normally, or even semi-normally. "If it helps, you can close your eyes."
Completely agreeing with him, she immediatly scrunched her eyes closed shut.
Instantly her stomach dropped to her feet, and upon instinct her eyes flew open. Danny was still holding her hand reasuringly, and they were still surrounded in that white glow. The only difference in the scene was that their surroundings had changed. They were no longer in the upstairs halllway, now they were floating in the living roon about five feet from the door.
Danny gently set her down on the floor, landing softly next to her and looking at her face with nervouse green eyes.
"You okay?"
Taylor took a deep, colected, breath, and held onto Danny's hand like a lifeline.
"I-I think s-so." Darn studdering. "You c-could have warned me."
Danny's nervousness faded back into amusement. "I saw how you reacted to simply floating off the ground and figured not to prolong torture." He paused with an expression that showed laghter and alittle bit of sheepishness. "Sorry if I scared you.-"
"You didn't scare me!" Taylor objected, just allitle bit to fast. "You just startled me." She corrected.
Taylor released his hand and moved hers and put it on the door knob. She paused, would she be welcomed back? She looked back at Danny. He just looked so lonly standing there, his gaze centered on the floor. His eyes slowly raised back to look at Taylor. She saw the longing and lonliness that was lingering his his neon green eyes.
That finally helped her to make a descison.
"Am I...welcome to come back?"
At first he looked stunned that she had asked that, but the shock was immeadiatly replaced with hope. Taylor didn't think that a ghost could be capablr of that kind of emotion.
"Yes, you're welcome here." He reached out a gloved hand towards Taylor. "Friends?" He asked.
Without hesitaion, Taylor removed her hand from the door and grasped the offered hand.
"Friends." She comfirmed.
Quietly she realesred his hand and opened the door. She looked over her shoulder and waved with her free hand. Who would have thought that this girl would become friends with one of the most powerful ghosts in the world? Certainly not her, but the friendship between the ghost and a human Detector would change the world.
"See ya later."
Well there is the chapter. Tell me should I just end it here and write a sequal? I'l probably write one more chapter with Danny's p.o.v. like i did with the other chapters. let me know!
Once again I am sry about the long wait. I have haad volleyball games alot latly and just no time to write the chapter. Plz forgive
The fallowing note is for those who read my other story, "The Phantom's Gem. " IT will probably still be awhile for it to be updated. I have reginals next week so i won't have much spare time. and I'm suffering from writer bordom. I beginning to get bored with my own story.. sry.
Well that's all hope to here from you in a review! Questions and comments. sry 'bout the mis spels!