A/N: I hope that you like this chapter, but if you feel a little unsatisfied by the story pertaining to these particular characters, I do have an extended version titled "Silent Night" for you to enjoy.

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…..Amity Park Apartments…

Dash sat down on his ratty brown couch with his girlfriend and roommate, Paulina, with a bowl of popcorn. She turned on the T.V. which had been set to the news channel and was about to change it to put in a movie, when he stopped her.

"Why? It's just the stupid news," she complained before she saw what he had seen: Danny Fenton's picture and heard that their former classmate was in a coma.

"Oh my gosh!" Paulina exclaimed. "Who would have thought the loser would make the news for something like this?"

"Yeah…" the former high school football star said thoughtfully, though it didn't surprise him as much as it surprised her. After all, Danny's parents were the primary ghost hunters of Amity Park, but he also knew that the reporter was right: Fenton was a good person.

…November, Five years earlier…

Dash sat nervously at the back of the room watching Santa visit with the children. He didn't feel comfortable here, but he couldn't risk being kicked off of the football team for skipping out on his punishment. Well, his and Fenton's punishment.

Stupid Ishiyama and her stupid punishment. It's not like I was doing anything that wrong! I mean come on, beating up the loser is the natural order of things! Why can't she see that?

That was what he'd thought almost all day, especially when Fenton kept messing with his head on the way here, but he was starting to see where she had been going with this. That didn't mean that he was going to stop wailing on Fenton; it just meant that he was going to go easier on him during the holidays. After all, who could beat up on a guy who dressed up as Santa Claus just to make a bunch of sick kids happy? The freak wasn't even getting paid, and it didn't look like he was going to ask for any, either.

…He was going to keep this quiet though. He wasn't sure why, but when he saw Fenton come out of the room in that costume, he just couldn't see him as the loser he really was. Not to mention the way the guy had asked that he not tell anyone. After all, who in their right minds don't tell their parents when they're doing a good thing, without a good reason?

When it came time for the kids to get to sleep, Fenton got up to leave, but stopped when a frazzled nurse came in carrying a crying baby. Dash watched as Fenton went over to her and silently offered to help.

The offer was welcome, and the nurse found herself handing over the screaming child.

Gently, he rested the infant on his shoulder and began singing a Christmas lullaby.

"Silent night, holy, all is calm…all is bright…"

As he sang, the baby quieted, soothed by his warm voice. Dr. Pavi entered the room to help with the clean up, but instead, found herself gravitating toward him, entranced.

He rubbed the baby's back as the child fell asleep. He looked up and Maya saw that his eyes seemed to glow, pulsate like a warm fire on a cold winter's night. At that moment, she knew, this was his third face, his third costume, his third identity.

Santa handed the slumbering infant back to the nurse's waiting arms, then asked, as if he knew, "Doctor-patient confidentiality?"

…Present day…

Maya smiled at the memory, Of course he'd said something clever, he's Danny. She sighed though, when she looked at him, helpless in this condition. He was, after all, Santa Claus, and she felt the pressure of being his doctor more than ever.

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A/N: I know that this is short, but I want to make sure each memory makes an impact, though it should pick up next chapter. What did you think of Dash's attitude? Did you like how it transitioned from being Dash's memory to Dr. Pavi's? For those of you who have read "Silent Night," did you like how I abbreviated the full story? Tell me in a review, and as alwaysALOHA!