Chapter 6 is up and ready. Some quick review comments (cuz they help keep me wanting to write faster):
aslan: always can count on you for a review ;). Thanks a lot.
Diclonius13 (thanks for one mid-story btw):
Yeah I was thinking the same thing about Jazz accepting Spectra early when I was writing it. But I remembered that Jazz loves her and has a belief that not all ghosts are completely evil (unlike her parents), but most importantly Penelope has earned quite a bit of trust from Jazz currently. Hope that clarifies my thinking a bit more. Enjoy the rest of the story.
memmek: Here you go.
Aight, now the continuing saga of...Behind the Therapist's Door!
Chapter 6
Spectra and Jazz arrived at Casper High, prepared for Penelope's last day working there and her last day as a spirit hopefully.
The two continued on their day of usual appointments, Spectra trying to get students as miserable today as possible. Jazz didn't approve of it at all, but knew Spectra would need her youth today more than she would ever in the future. Soon enough it was time for the last student to see Spectra for the final time...Daniel Fenton.
"Hello Daniel. Have a seat. Jazz, for family confidentiality will you please wait in the hall?"
"Um...ok..." Jazz said. Danny Took a seat silently.
"Danny, we have a few things to discuss."
"Let me guess, I'm a geek loser with lane friends and the world would be better off if I never existed?"
"Close, but that's not what I wanted to speak to you about. Danny, I know."
"Know what?"
"You're half ghost."
"Pftt, For a psychiatrist you sure are crazy," Danny said with a bit of nervousness in his voice. Spectra sensed it automatically and knew she struck fear in him.
"You can lie to me all you want. But if you don't tell your family about this, it might not end well for you. I won't tell your family, patient confidentiality and such, but secret matters like this tend not to pan out well for the individual involved. Well that's all I have to say really. You're free to go."
'How did she know?' Danny thought to himself. He was also beginning to feel guilty about not telling his parents or sister about the accident. But it was for the best right? His parents would've experimented on him...but Jazz was always good at keeping secrets. Danny's head was in overload, and Spectra was loving it.
After he left the office as a depressed mess, feeling a bit of remorse for never telling his parents or sister, Principal Ishiyama came in.
"Miss Spectra, we have a small get together planned in the faculty lounge after school for you. If you're done for today you could head there now."
"As fun as that sounds, I'm afraid I'm going to have to pass. I actually had plans going on shortly after school and didn't want to be late. However since you're here, I'd like to speak with you. Jazz, would you mind waiting outside for a few minutes. This is a personal matter."
"Sure thing Miss Spectra."
After Jazz left the room, Spectra began speaking to the principal.
"Ok here's the thing, I have a niece moving to the area this weekend. She was always home schooled. I've tried finding her personal records, but can't seem to find them anywhere. She wanted to start on Monday, so can we work something out here?"
"Well it is rather unorthodox for a student to come here without any prior records. But seeing as how you took a week out of your busy schedule to examine the students...I suppose...I could pull a few strings and let her slide in. What grade would she be in anyway?"
"Tenth, she's sixteen. In all honesty she reminds me of Jazmine Fenton. I have a feeling if you were to put her in Jazz's classes she'd progress just as fast as any other student."
"Paperwork shouldn't be too hard to fill out, what's her name?"
"Penelope Spectra. Yes the same as mine. Her mother wanted her to progress through life as well as I was at that time, so she assumed naming her after me would ensure her success. So far it's worked out well enough. Just prepare a file and schedule for her on Monday and she'll be here,"
"Normally I wouldn't allow this, but you have a perfect record so I'll take your word that she's a good, hardworking student who doesn't get into trouble, has no criminal record, has no critical health or mental problems, and is an essentially normal person. I'll get to work on creating her file today. By the way what ever happened to your assistant?"
"We had our differences, he left town. Jazz took over as his replacement and it's worked out great overall."
"Good to hear she made the most of her week. I bet this job shadowing did her a world of difference."
"Oh I would guarantee that. We learned a lot from each other. Well it seems there's only a few minutes left for the day, mind if I take off early?"
"Go ahead Penelope. I'll begin processing your niece's paperwork today, just tell her to stop by the office."
"Thank you."
As Spectra began to leave the office, she motioned for Jazz to come with her. She missed all her classes for the week, leaving a few minutes early wouldn't hurt. Jazz followed her to the car. As they drove to Fenton Works, Penelope decided to ask Jazz a question.
"So Jazz, how exactly do we start this? I mean I doubt your parents will simply let you take an experiment of theirs without heavy questioning," Spectra inquired.
"It's simpler than you think. There's a science convention on the outskirts of Washington D.C. this weekend. Every year they go in hopes of raising awareness of ghost hunting benefits...they aren't taken too seriously. They left probably a few hours ago, meaning I could sneak in and get the Fenton Converter and be out without them ever knowing."
"Always thinking ahead aren't you Jazz? Sounds like a plan. The sooner this is done, the sooner we can pick up where we left off."
That last statement was enough to drive Jazz's mind into the blissful state she loved. The two shortly arrived in front of Fenton Works.
"Penelope...what if this doesn't work as planned?"
"What do you mean Jazz?"
"I was listening to your conversation today with Principal Ishiyama. She's expecting a sixteen year old on Monday. What if you are stuck at your college age if this idea does work?"
"Jazz I was nineteen when I started college. No one should be able to tell the difference between my ages. Although I might have slightly larger boobs than most of the girls that way, no one should be suspicious."
"What about your voice? Won't it sound too similar to your own?"
"People in the same family can sound the same. With the same last name, no one really will pay it any mind."
"Ok. I'll run in quickly and we can go back to your place."
Jazz got out of the car and proceeded to unlock the front door to Fenton Works. No one was there as planned...perfect. She went down to the basement to get the invention. While something to turn a ghost into a living being might have been the hit of the convention, her parents wouldn't want it falling into the wrong hands of some stranger.
At first Jazz was stumped. The usual spot on the desk where it resided was empty.
'Mom and dad wouldn't have taken it...would they?' Jazz thought. That is, until she saw a note:
Dear kids, the anti-ghost weapons are in the locked cupboard. If you need them, the combination is 24-20-19. See you on Sunday! Mom and Dad
"Well...only one way to find out if they took them," Jazz said before entering the combination to the digital lock. Surely enough, there it was. One batch of syringes was labeled 'original' and another was 'new'. She took one of each, hoping her parents wouldn't notice the empty spots. Some of the notes about the mixtures and research were also enclosed. Jazz quickly scanned over it.
"Hmmm...if these calculations are correct, the new one is just time based lasting only 24 hours. The original one seems to have no time limit. Guess I can put that one away," she said to herself before putting the new one back in it's holder. She then locked the cupboard and went to leave Fenton Works when she was stopped by Danny.
"Oh hey Danny. What are you doing home, I thought you were going back to Sam's place for a game-a-thon of Doomed again?"
"I am. I'm just gonna grab some clothes. Where are you going?"
"Uh Miss Spectra wanted me to meet her niece. She's new in town and starting Casper High on Monday. So I'm gonna go meet her and maybe hang out with her today."
"Brain surgeon Jazz making actual friends, and socializing? The world must be coming to an end."
"Danny, quit it. I'm helping a new girl get used to the area and give her a new friend here. Studies show that-"
"How come I should've known this would be some psychological based reason? Guess I should call you Therapist Jazz instead. Anyway I'll just stay over at Sam's all weekend, I'll be back Sunday evening," Danny said before going up to his room.
'So immature and thoughtless. At least he bought the story,' Jazz thought silently and headed out to the car.
After she got in, Penelope began to drive back to her house.
"Any luck Jazz?"
"I found it Penelope. Danny started giving me a hard time in there, but he won't even be around all weekend. So let's go back to your place."
"Great to hear Jazz, hopefully this works as planned. But you said something about your brother Danny...perhaps there's something you should know about him."
"What's that?"
"Well...I can't think of any better phrasing so...he's half ghost."
"What?"
"Jazz, your brother is a half ghost, half human hybrid."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I didn't know how well you'd take the fact I'm a ghost, let alone your own brother keeping it a secret from you. "
"How do you know?"
"He's the talk of the Ghost Zone. Bertrand was fighting him for fun earlier this week even."
"Do my parents know?"
"I doubt that, from what I hear they'd have ripped him apart by now for science."
"Well I guess it does explain his disappearances and bizarre behavior. Do you know how it happened?"
"My guess would be your brother was trying to show off with the portal to impress Sam or someone... Anyway, an accident happened altering his DNA, and now he's Danny Phantom. Those little friends of his Sam and Tucker help him fight ghosts as well."
"I...I...I don't know what to say. It was one thing for you to withhold the fact that you were a ghost from me. But Danny's my flesh and blood brother, we never keep secrets from each other...even his friends know," Jazz said with sadness in her voice.
"Perhaps he just trusts them more than you. Just act like you don't know until he divulges it to you."
Jazz nodded silently.
'But I'm his sister...why wouldn't he trust me...' Jazz thought, frowning at the thought that her brother trusts her with nothing.
The two continued their drive. It only took about fifteen minutes to get back there. By the time they got there Jazz's gloomy mood improved as she remembered the plan. Today...her and Penelope would be together finally.
In Spectra's bedroom
"Ok let's get started. First off, take off your clothes, it will be easier to see your aging process and where to inject you when you're not wearing anything."
"Simple enough. Plus I would like to see my younger body again. I can't say I ever aged more then a few years to make my image look better," Spectra said quickly undressing.
"Now you'll need to age down."
Spectra nodded silently and began to emit a low glow around her body. Her very fine lines and wrinkles disappeared from her face as she started her reverse aging process. Her skin and complexity looked like that of a sixteen year old beauty queen. Her breasts stayed essentially the same, emerging at around a C cup. Her body mostly stayed the same. She retained her hourglass figure and signature red hair. Her voice stayed the same as well. However she shrunk a few inches, but only down to Jazz's height.
"Wow Penelope, even at sixteen you looked great!" Jazz said, taking in the sight of the now sixteen year old Penelope.
"Thank you Jazz, I always tried to look my best, and I developed very nicely at that time. Alright...let's do this."
"Are you sure about this Penelope?"
"I love you Jazz and I know you love me. That's enough to convince me living is worth a second chance. Do it."
"Well...ok...but first give me your wrist."
"Why?"
"Just a quick test. All living things have a pulse. I'm seeing if ghosts have one," she said taking Spectra's wrist. Jazz slightly frowned at the feeling.
"Sorry Penelope, I guess ghosts don't have pulses."
Spectra frowned as well, but looked up at Jazz with a smile and said, "Don't feel bad Jazz. If this works I'll have one, and a second chance at life. Not many others can say they get one of those. Now inject the serum into me."
Jazz nodded and quickly remembered her father's method...directly in the middle of the ghost. Spectra shut her eyes and laid down on the bed, ready to hopefully embrace her lover with a living body. She was being given a second chance at life, at love. This time it was going to go right.
Jazz pushed the needle directly into Penelope's chest. She gasped from the sudden piercing into her chest. She then proceeded to inject the serum into Spectra, causing her to flinch, and pulled the syringe out of her.
Penelope's breathing become faster and ragged. She began to tremble and convulse on the bed, worrying Jazz. The girl feared that she ended her love's existence. The very thing that would have put them together driving them apart...
After about fifteen seconds Spectra stopped moving suddenly. Jazz looked at her chest and noticed that she was breathing normally now. A thin smile spread across Penelope's lips.
"Penelope...?"
"Jazz...I...I think it worked," Spectra said weakly as she tried sitting up. Jazz took Penelope's wrist again. She had a pulse now.
Penelope Spectra was alive again.
End Chapter 6
Thanks for reading and check back for the next chapter, things heat up for the PxJ coupling.
-Phantom of the Asylum