Danny Phantom's Twin Sister season 2

Happy Birthday your sister is talking to you again

It was our birthday again, or it would be when I woke up, it had been a good few weeks, that I had stayed at Sam's. Cloned myself so that they'd never know except for Danny. Since I told him I'd be at Sam's. My birthday was also the day I had become part of the family. The day I found love and welcoming. It was also the same day that I met the rest of the gang. The best thing about that day however was that it was the day I finally got away from home. Away from Vlad, you know up until he became our biggest ghost enemy now too.

On this night, I dreamt about the last 14 years, all the pain and the abuse, everyone that had come into my life since then, or out of it. My mom, my dad, my mom left, then Wulf,  then Wulf left, then soon I left, so then for at least a while my dad was out of the picture, and then my mom entered my life again, along with my stepdad, and my half sister, and my twin/BFF Danny, soon later that same night, the gang came into my life, then the reunion came, and I dad became part of my life again, then for a short amount of time my puppy was back, and then got ripped right out of my hands again, all too quickly, then Ember was a part of my life, and soon Kit, and "13." Now right now, it's as if Danny isn't currently in my life at least while I feel like I can't trust him right now, even if he will always be a part of my life, and be my BFF.

Then after all that still, I dreamt about the accident, not the ghost one, one that I never thought would happen, it was an accident, even if the evil ghost made the evil version of my brother do it on purpose. I shivered at that, yet somehow me shivering on the outside while I slept, made Jack suspicious, he rarely if ever sleeps. He and Sam like I've said even though they still have their own beds, share a room, and since I was staying with Sam in her room, Jack was close to me. He always knew when something was wrong. He walked over to my side of the bed, and pushed my hair out of my face kissing my forehead, like as if he really had been my brother, as he whipped away the stray tears that fell from my face, as I cried out Wulf's, and Danny's names.

He'd say shh, sh it's ok little one, everything is ok, and he'd sit on the edge and pet my hair. I will always be here for you. Somehow my shivering woke Sam, but she was laying on the other side so that she could eavesdrop. Even if he somehow knew she was awake he didn't care, he protected me like I was his own. In someways then others being a brother to me was like he was still doing his guardian job. He'd have to do for now. When Sam felt the bed sag lower when she felt another body move onto the bed, she rolled over, and looked over at him. Jackson? What are you doing up?

He gave her a light smile, and told her.... Sam I know you woke up when she shivered, you don't have to pretend. He said still petting my hair. I know you want to, so go ahead, I won't tell anyone. Not that you even like her that way, and that you have a girlfriend already, it would be like how they share a bed at home, all you want to do is be like her brother, so move her over a bit and come lay down with us. Really? It's part of your job, so go ahead. Well if in insist. Jackson, I'm too tired for this, either get into the bed or don't, but I'm going back to sleep.

Ha-ha ok Samantha you do that. Uh huh, good night Jackson. Evil dreams. You too. He wrapped his arms around me, moved my head to his chest, as I slept peacefully. In the morning, her parents came and gave me breakfast in bed. Good Morning Farrah! They said in that sing song-y happy voice, to happy for mornings. *Ug* Sam no myself called out. Then her mom let out a light chuckle, good morning Jackson. He smiled and nodded at her. I rubbed my eyes, and turned my head, to see him laying there next to me.

Good morning little Snowflake. Uh.... Good morning. How long have you been in here? Last night when I felt that you shivered, Sam allowed me to be in here for brotherly reasons. Yeah I'm sure she did, I replied in a sarcastic voice turning toward her, she laughed at hit me with a pillow. Good thing it's the weekend. Happy Birthday.  Yeah, yeah please don't remind me. Why your birthday is something that needs celebrating. Not when I can't share it with the person I was intended to share it with.