Fears: Chapter Thirteen

A/N: Okay, switching to Danny's POV for a little bit.

Danny's POV:

I was extremely nervous about leaving Danielle home alone, but I knew she would be able to call me if anything happened. I got to school and met Sam and Tucker at my locker, as usual. "You okay?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, I guess," I replied. "Just worried."

"Understandable," Tucker said, "But Danielle will be fine."

"Yeah, you're right. We better get to class."

The day went by as normal as any other, until fifth hour that is. I was in English class when my phone started to vibrate in my pocket. Thankfully, all the teachers knew that I would only step out of class if it was important. I went into the hallway and opened my phone, not checking to see who was calling me. "Hello?"

"Daddy," Danielle's voice said, sounding like she was crying. "I think I'm sick, will you come home?"

"Of course, sweetheart," I said, instantly feeling panicked. "I'll be right there."

I hurried to the office, thankful for what had to be the thousandth time that Mr. Lancer had been promoted to principal. He was one of the only people who knew the whole story about Danielle. I knew it would no problem to get myself signed out to get to her.

"Danny," he said, addressing me by my first name. "What's wrong?"

"Danielle called me. She's sick. I need to get home."

"Go on," he told me. "I'll sign you out."

"Thanks," I sighed in relief and rushed out to my Jeep.

When I arrived back at my lair, I unlocked the door and threw it open, finding Danielle slumped over on the sofa. "Danielle, honey," I said, kneeling in front of her.

She opened her eyes and looked at me. Even though she was in her human form, her eyes were a bright, electric green.

"Shit," I mumbled, taking her wrist in my hand. Her pulse was beating rapidly and she was shivering, despite the warm temperature of the lair. I pulled out my cellphone and hit the speed dial number for the Medical Facility at the Far Frozen.

"Hello?" Frostbite answered.

"Frostbite, it's me-"

"Daniel, what's happened? You sound frantic."

"Danielle is sick."

"Sick how?"

"Her eyes are bright green, even though she is in her human form, she's shivering, and she's completely lethargic."

"Let me do some research. I'll call you back, but if she gets any worse before I do, don't hesitate to bring her to me."

"Of course," I said.

I hung up and titled Danielle's chin up toward me, "Baby, what's bothering you?" I asked.

She opened her mouth to speak, but began to cough, bright green ectoplasm dripping from the corners of her mouth.

"Oh, no," I groaned. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a trashcan, bringing it back just in time for her to throw up into.

I pulled her onto my lap and held back her hair while she threw up, just as my cellphone rang. I switched hands and pulled out my cellphone. "Hello?"

"I've found a few things. Is she throwing up?"

"Yes," I replied.

Frostbite sighed and I was instantly a hundred times more worried than I had been, "What is it?" I asked.

"I'm afraid her spectral form is becoming too weak to support both her human half and her ghost half."

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"It means that either her ghost half has to disappear completely or her human half must die."

A/N: Cliffhanger! Would you guys prefer her ghost half disappear or her human half die?