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Chapter Three

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Sirens blared in the distance.

Maddie ran down stairs to open the door, a few seconds later people started rushing in with a carry bed and everything they thought would help him. Maddie told them that he was upstairs, they gave her a quick nod and everyone rushed up the creaky stairs. Someone came in the house and started to talk with Maddie for some information.

When the opened the door they told everyone to back away from the body. They got down by him and carefully placed him on the carry bed. Some other people put an oxygen mask on him. Then they started to rush down the stairs and hurried into the ambulance. The doors closed after Maddie got in with them and sat by Danny. The car sped off.

Jack told Sam, Tucker, and Jazz to hop into the RV and that he would take them down to the hospital. Without a hesitation, everyone did what he said. Jack got in and took off to the hospital.

Sam cried on the way to the hospital, Tucker had his arms around her, trying to calm her down, telling her that he would make it that he was strong. Jazz looked out the window, trying her best not to cry, but she did anyways. Jack sniffled a few times on the way over.

Tucker looked out the window. "Please be okay man, please just hold on." He whispered.

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Danny couldn't feel anything, but the only thing he felt now was pain. After being knocked out for a few seconds, pain had rushed inside of him. He wanted to scream, but his voice wouldn't work, he was too weak. He felt like he was being ripped into half, felt like he was slowly losing his touch with this earth. He didn't know what exactly happened, the only thing in his mind was the pain, trying to tell it to stop. But no matter what he did, nothing listened to him.

He couldn't see, he couldn't move, he couldn't talk, and he couldn't do anything, but scream at the top of his lungs in his mind. Pleading it to stop hurting him, he wanted more than anything for the pain to stop hurting him.

He wanted to hold his mother's hand; he wanted to hug his friends. He needed those things and he wanted them now. Then the pain slowly went away, he felt happier by the second.

Then a huge shock went through his body, telling him he needs to stay there, stay in the pain progress. Danny didn't want to stay in that pain; he wanted it all to go away. Again, the pain slowly started to go away. But the shock returned again and the pain got worst. But he started to hear voices.

"We got him!"

"His heart is beating at least! Hurry take him to the room!"

"Danny!"

"I'm right here sweetie."

Then he heard sound, more noise. He started to lose the noise and fell into the nothingness again. Pain slowly started to pull away from him, once again. He felt relief, he felt better.

The shock came back again and the pain returned.

"Hurry, do CPR on him!"

"Stay with us kid."

"Stay strong Danny!"

"Stay with us!"

Danny heard the voices again, but he still could not see. But he felt something soft by his hand, no, on his hand. Someone was holding his hand.

"Squeeze my hand Danny, squeeze it if you hear me, please."

He couldn't tell whose voice it belonged too, but it sounded scared and between as if the person was crying too.

Danny used all his effort to give the person one soft squeeze. Slowly he felt his hand giving a soft squeeze to the person's hand. The person started to cry and left his hand, but it sounded more like a happy cry. Danny felt a bit happy also, but he didn't have the power to form a smile on his face. Then he felt wind blowing on his face, it felt so good to him. Then it disappeared and he heard other voices.

"Get those tubes!"

"Hurry, the heartbeat is low, we need to hurry!"

"We're starting to lose him again! Hurry!"

The pain did stay, but it wasn't as bad as it was. The voices became unclear and he couldn't make them out. But he told himself he would stay strong, for his family, his friends, and his town. His town needed him still, his family and friends still need him. He had to stay strong.

He felt stronger. He felt more pain. But he still held it. He had to stay.

Then he heard a voice, the only voice he could hear. The rest were still unclear, it sounded familiar, but he couldn't tell.

"Stay, for your family, your friends, even your town, Danny. Stay strong, stay with them, for them, stay alive."

Alive? He was dying?

He didn't know what happened, but now, all he knew was: he was dying.

He lost focus and the nothingness took over him, but before that happened he heard one more thing, one more voice.

"Stay strong, Danny, stay strong Danny Phantom."

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Sam sat in a chair, like everybody else, but Jazz. She couldn't stop thinking what was happing with Danny, what was happing in his mind. Was he even there? Was he thinking about stuff? Was he feeling pain? What was he thinking? Sam stared at her hand; she swore she felt a squeeze from Danny when she begged him to squeeze hers. The people treating Danny told them to step away, that this was huge, that they were losing him. They told them to wait until further notice. Sam didn't want to do that, but she had to force herself to stay back, to stay away from Danny.

Sam started to sob in her arms; she couldn't believe that Danny got shot. Seeing all the blood, the low heartbeat, she couldn't help to see Danny slowly losing touch with them. He was almost gone. Sam felt a warm hand touch he back, slowly she lifted her head up, seeing blurriness all around her. She wiped away her tears and looked to see who had touched her.

It was Tucker. Sam smiled as she saw her best friend right beside her, to make her feel better. Tucker sighed sadly, "Don't worry Sam, he'll make it. We just have to wait for the best to come."

"Yeah, but what if there's nothing good to come?" Sam asked sadly. "What if the news was…"

"Don't think that Sam," Tucker told her, "Always think about the happy news, never the bad ones."

Sam sniffled, "Well… I'll try…"

Tucker smiled warmly at her, "That's more like it. He'll make it, I know it."

A nurse came into their view. Everyone stood up, waiting for something good to come to them.

She looked at a clipboard in her hands, "Well, it looks like we had some close calls." She paused looking at them. "But we got him stabled. His heart is beating and he's breathing. But it seems like he's in a deep sleep of some sort, it's not coma either. It's something we'd never seen before. So we don't know when he'll wake up. Also, he can't move either, but he can feel the movements. We don't know if he can hear us."

"So he'll be fine?" Maddie asked worriedly.

"We think so," The nurse confirmed, "But we still need to keep an eye on him."

"So are you sure you don't know when he'll wake up?" Sam asked.

"We don't know when he'll wake up," The nurse told her, "But he will sometime."

"What if he doesn't?" Sam asked softly.

The nurse bent down to meet her at eye level, "I can assure you that he will wake up soon. He will wake up."

Sam sighed and slowly nodded her head. The nurse got back up and talked with the parents some more before heading back to a room. Danny's parents went back to sitting down and started talking for a bit. Jazz came over to Sam and Tucker.

"Well, when do you think we can go see him?" Tucker asked Jazz.

"I don't know," Jazz admitted, "But I bet we can sometime today. I mean it's only ten in the morning."

"Well, let's hope that Danny will heal fast." Tucker said. "I want to see him awake for once; I don't want him to be in some deep sleep that the doctors haven't seen before."

"Maybe, just maybe, if we're lucky," Sam said, "We might see him awake today."

"Let's hope for the best," Jazz said.

Danny's parents got up to their feet and told the kids that they would need to take them to their house and wait till they can allow visitors see Danny. No one really wanted to do that, but they agreed anyways. They all started walking back to the RV, then Sam stopped, she turned around. She studied an empty wall, shrugging she turned back around and started to catch up with the rest.

But she swore she saw a glow just around a corner of that wall.

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Me: Yeah, you see Danny is still there, okay? No need to get your knives and stuff and kill me. But if you do feel like kill me, you can kill GhostDog401 and not me.

Ghosty: Hey!

Me: What? These people might want to kill me, but since you're the nearest thing to me, they'll kill you instead.

Ghosty: *Takes a step back *

Me: Um…

Ghosty: I think they'll kill you now.

Me: Please read and review! *Runs off*