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It's against the rules to hunt a rare creature or harm them. So Walker finds himself in a pickle when he becomes obligated to legally protect Danny from other ghosts.
"Okay…this is not necessary. Or wanted. You can go now. Forever. Please," Danny said. He was talking to Walker who, of all people, barged into his room and told Danny that he was legally obligated to be protected by the law. The law being Walker.
"As much as I want to, that would be against the rules,"
Danny groaned. He was so glad no one was home yet.
"I don't even need whatever it was you were talking about!"
"Rule number 413 'Endangered ghost species are entitled to protection under the law if their threatened' And you are. Constantly,"
"I can protect myself!"
Walker glared pointedly at the bandages wrapped around Danny's mid-section that he'd been checking when the warden popped in.
"…Mostly,"
Walker sighed.
"Look punk, I don't want to do this either, but until you can actually protect yourself I'm stuck with you,"
"More like I'm stuck with the psycho who framed me, imprisoned me-"
"Danny! We're home!" Danny jumped. His mom was home early. Probably his dad too.
"We stopped for pizza! Come eat!"
"Uhh, be there in a sec!" he frantically dug through his cloths for a clean shirt. He had a disturbing number of torn and bloody shirts. He finally found one, and turned to leave but…
Walker was still there. Danny sighed.
"You, look, you can't just stay here. My parents hunt ghost,"
"I'm aware,"
"They'll find you. And then they'll find me and then I'll find myself strapped onto a lab table being vivisected," if Walkers eyes widened, Danny missed it.
"I-"
"Danny come down-" they were cut off when his door opened. Danny screamed pathetically and tried to hide Walker by jumping in front of him. It didn't work.
"…Danny why is the Texas Ranger ghost in your room?" thankfully it was only Jazz.
"Its uhh, a long story. But he's not leaving until I'm 'protected'," Danny said with a sarcastic wave of his hands.
"But mom and dad-"
"Tried it. He's not going anywhere. Totally unrelated side note, have you seen my thermos?"
"Im not leaving punk. The rules say so,"
"Rules? Huh, whatever," Jazz said "I think I thought of a way for him to stay and not be detected,"
"Jazz! You're supposed to be on my side!"
"I am. And he's not causing any harm right now. Just let him stay temporarily and then we'll talk about it later,"
Danny groaned.
"Fine, let's hear it,"
The plan was simple and straightforward. Since the ghost devices 'malfunctioned' and picked up on Danny normally, Walker should be able to stand by Danny and be invisible to the detectors as they'd key in on the strongest ghost.
(Walker was a little bitter at the punk being stronger than him but he'd never admit it.)
Dinner passed awkwardly, with Walker behind him, invisible to everyone but him for the entire dinner. It was also a stressful affair. His parents wouldn't stop talking about the newest weapons they'd invented to destroy ghost, or more specifically to destroy him. Around the point they started talking about how to skin his other half he tuned out. Jazz's hand found his under the table and he calmed slightly, entirely unaware of Walker fuming behind him.
After dinner he all but sprinted up to his room, claiming he had homework. He completely forgot about Walker until he was opening the closet and looking down at Danny.
"Uhh…" Danny was embarrassed. No one but Jazz, Sam and Tucker knew he still hid in his closet with his old space quilt wrapped around him.
"Tell no one," he said.
"What part? The part where your own parents talk about experimenting on you or the part where they talk about killing you?"
"I actually meant the part where I hide in a closet with my blanket but, that too,"
Walker sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Sure, he didn't like the punk but what his parents were describing was torture. And also majorly against the law. And he just acted like it wasn't that big a deal, hiding like a kid from a thunderstorm.
Walker made up his mind then. This kid needed his protection, and he was going to do his damnedest to provide it.
