A/N: Maddie. Maddie is just a great character. Yay for moms out there, and I'm really sorry this one's late. It should've been done Sunday.

Today, we were going to surprise mom by making her think that we didn't remember it was Mother's Day. Keyword: we were. But maybe I should explain a little bit more...

When Mom and Dad came running downstairs, panic clear on their faces, I had a bad feeling that something was wrong. These feelings were usually wrong for me. Usually. "What's up, mom?" I asked calmly.

"D-Danny's not in his r-room. Th-there was a n-note that s-said if we ever w-wanted to f-find Danny, we'd h-have to go t-to the d-docks at t-ten." Mom cried. I just sat there, my mouth slightly open. I then looked at the clock. 9:35am.

"Ten am or pm?" I asked.

"Am." My dad whispered, completely unlike his usual loud, boisterous voice. I looked at them ,realizing they were still in their pajamas.

"Then you need to get ready. You need to be there in twenty-three minutes." I stated sadly. Mom opened her eyes wide and stared at the clock. I ran up to her and hugged my mother carefully. "I'm sorry this Mother's Day is starting out so awfully, mom. Dad and I were going to surprise you, but I just wanted to let you know how much I love you now." I told her. I sat back down on the couch after kissing her cheek and started to silently cry.

I turned back when I heard my parents clambering up the stairs. I quickly turned on my cell phone and texted the situation to Tucker and Sam, except for where Mom and Dad were going to meet the ghost and when. They quickly texted back, letting me know that they were sorry and that they thought it'd be alright, since Danny was half-ghost. I smiled and put away my phone. I decided to turn on the television.

I kicked my feet up and the news was on. They were covering the last ghost attack, and I wanted to see what had happened last night. I turned the volume a little higher. "The Wisconsin Ghost" was the featured ghost of the night. Apparently he had come, wreaking havoc near Axion labs. Danny had come and so had the Red Huntress. Surprisingly enough, they didn't fight each other, they had just nodded to each other before Danny phased the two inside the labs.

Not surprisingly, the news had gotten ahold of the security cameras. The footage was no sound, so nobody knew what the three were saying to each other. However, they could tell it was a heated conversation.

What was surprising is that after the battle (which Vlad had won) and both of the 'good guys' had disappeared, a boy with raven black hair and bright blue eyes was found by the 'bad guy' and kidnapped. The authorities had just identified the kid as fourteen year old Danny Fenton half an hour before I had started to watch. I turned to the home phone to call her parents and tell them what happened (according to the news) when she saw the time. 10:30. It was then the door was busted open.

Jack Fenton came through the door, carrying an unconscious Maddie Fenton and an injured Danny Fenton. I rushed up and took my brother (who was quite light, since he was part ghost) into my arms. The as one of the two uninjured Fentons, I nodded to Dad before rushing up the stairs. I layer my brother in his bed.

"Jazz, go make sure Mom's okay. I just have a broken leg. It'll heal quickly. I told Dad it was a sprain, so he'll think it will heal by tomorrow morning, anyways." Danny said. I nodded before heading into my parent's room.

When I saw the sight that was my mother, I almost puked. I actually slipped back outside and got a glass of water form the bathroom before even attempting to look in again. My mother was all cut up: some scratches were huge and others were tiny. She had an enormous burn across her stomach from what looked like was a ghost ecto-blast, and some smaller ones across her arms and legs. I could see them because her suit was basically vaporized wherever she had a burn. Her forehead was swelling with a large, purple-blue lump and her skin was incredibly pale where it wasn't burnt or cut.

Dad was cleaning out all of mom's wounds without a sound, except for a couple of sobs. I shook out of my stupor and grabbed the antiseptic wipes to start cleaning the smaller cuts that Mom had. That's when Dad noticed me and have me a faint smile before turning back to his work.

"Dad, you think we should call 9-1-1?" I asked. Dad stared at me like I was a genius.

"Yes. Go call quickly, or have Danny call." I slid my phone from my pocket and dialed the emergency number.

"9-1-1, what's your emergency?" A woman asked. I gulped.

"My name's Jazz Fenton, and I live at 15049 Main Street. My mother is Maddie Fenton and she was attacked by a ghost. We really need an ambulance, and quick." I answered.

"Okay, Jazz, an ambulance is on the way. Can you describe the nature of her injuries to me? I can pass them on to the EMT's."

"She had multiple burns, one really big one. She had multiple cuts and bruises. She is unconscious and has a welt about the size of half a golf ball on her head. She has a couple of really deep cuts on her body." I said, my voice shaky and squeaky.

"Okay, Jazz. Will you stay on the line for me?"

"Yeah."

"Do you know what happened?"

"No. I was watching the news and then my dad came rushing in with my mom and my brother about ten minutes ago. My brother thinks he twisted his ankle, but my mom was unconscious. Her cuts were still bleeding and the bruise on her forehead was developing. My dad carried her to their room and started treating her, cleaning out her cuts and such. I made sure my brother was play before going to help my mom." I stopped talking she I heard the ambulance outside. "I hear the ambulance." I told the woman.

"Okay. Is it okay of I hang up now?" I nodded in response. I then realized that I was on the phone.

"Yeah. Thank you." I managed to choke out.

"You're very welcome, Jazz. I hope your mother makes it through." Then the phone clicked off. I sighed and shut my cell phone. I ran downstairs and threw open the front door right as the ambulance pulled in front of the house. The paramedics rushed in and carried my mom out in a stretcher.

Hold on, Mom. I can't say goodbye to you yet. Hold on.

Is that okay? I know it's kinda dark, but there's still some hope there. I think. Anyways, did you figure out why I had the number I did for the Fenton's address? If you write it a certain way, it looks like 'ghost' when you turn it upside down! Tee hee. Again, this is unedited.

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