A/N: This story is definitely writing itself. It's taking a turn I didn't expect, and now my original plan doesn't make sense. Oh well, the title just now has nothing to do with the story. Oh, and if someone knows how to post and stuff like that from a Kindle Fire, please let me know. That'll make all of this so much easier. Thanks!

Danny's POV

My eyes opened when I realized there was sunlight hitting them. I blinked a few times to get used to the new bright surroundings. When everything stopped hurting my eyes, I looked around.

I was in a hotel room, that was a fact. But this was a hotel room like I'd never seen before. It was three times the size of a regular hotel room. The walls were made of concrete and colored solid white. They were glass in some places, and were connected by marble pillars. The floor itself was grey, black, and white granite.

My bed was big as well. It had a regal red comforter on it, and was extremely comfortable. I didn't want to get up. But I needed to. Nature can be a bitch at the worst of times.

I got up and looked for a bathroom, expecting that to be spectacular too. I wasn't disappointed. The bathtub was in a corner by itself. It looked as if it could fit ten people in it. I thought about going swimming in it later. The shower was granite as well, and had buttons to push to say what kind of soap and shampoo you wanted. I guess you control everything from the touchscreen button panel.

I found the toilet, which was way too fancy for what its intended use was, and went back to bed. I knew Vlad would want me to bathe and stuff, but I was still tired. Don't get me wrong, I wanted to bathe. this place looked pristine and expensive. I didn't want to touch anything in here. I was very aware of how much I stuck out from this high class stuff.

I got back and rolled over in bed. Right when I was comfortable and closed my eyes, the bed decided it was a ghost and turned intangible on me. I fell through it, screaming. I wasn't exactly expecting that to happen. I landed on my side, and rolled over on my back. Propping myself up on my elbows, I saw Vlad standing there with one intangible hand touching the bed. There were so many names I wanted to call him.

"It's time to get up, Daniel. In case I didn't make that clear." Vlad mocked. He was taking adding insult to injury to a whole new level. He was smiling at my still surprised face. I got out of the way of the bed so he could turn it tangible again. I stood up and dusted myself off, trying to play off my surprise. It wasn't working too well.

"You couldn't have woken me up any other way?" I said.

"Now what fun would that have been?" He said, still smiling. I groaned. I saw how Vlad was already dressed in his suit and everything. He was showered, had probably eaten, and was ready to go. I was standing in my clothes from yesterday, hungry, and had definitely not bathed.

"What time is it?" I asked, yawning and stretching.

"Six thirty." Vlad answered as if it was nothing. I gaped at him.

"Please tell me your joking." I half pleaded.

"I don't josh around, Daniel. Especially at a time like this. We've already been here longer than I'd like. We must stay incognito to avoid any potential...visitors. Now go get ready. We leave in half an hour." I sighed. As much as I hated to admit it, he was right. If we stayed in one place too long, the Guys In White could find us again. The last thing I wanted was for Vlad to have another chance at proving I needed him right now.

I went back into the bathroom and showered. After being attacked by multiple shampoos, soaps, and different water temperatures, I was finally done. I looked at the panel and saw that one of the buttons said 'dry' on it. I shrugged and pressed it, preparing for the worst. Under my feet, the floor moved to reveal a very large blowdryer. I was blasted with warm air, and it felt amazing. Sadly, it ended, and I realized I was completely dry. It was at that moment that I realized I had no clean clothes. I was about to call for Vlad, but then realized how embarrassing that would be. Back home, I would always just call my mom or dad if I forgot to bring clean clothes into the bathroom. Now that I'm a kidnap victim, that isn't exactly possible. I heard a knock on the door.

"Daniel, It's been well over half an hour. Are you done yet?" Vlad said through the door. I panicked, but I knew I had no choice. I wrapped a towel around myself and opened the door.

"I need clothes." I said, trying to hide my embarrassment. Vlad only laughed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I swear, Dear Boy, sometimes you're as clueless as your incompetent father. There are clothes under the counter, in the cabinets. This is a five star hotel, so your usual attire will not be acceptable. Now go get dressed. You can eat in the limo."

"We're not flying?" I asked.

"Too dangerous. Now go, the limo is waiting for us." I sighed. Did Vlad always have to have the best in life? Couldn't we just take a cab? Then again, I've never ridden in a limo before...

I shut the door and looked under the sink. Sure enough, there were clothes. I put them on, already realizing that Vlad was right again. These were definitely not my normal clothes. It was a Navy Oxford long-sleeved shirt with black dress pants, complete with black dress shoes. Somehow everything was my size. Creepy Fruitloop.

When I came out of the bathroom, Vlad was sitting on the edge of my bed, waiting and keeping watch. He smiled at me, actually looking impressed.

"I must say, Daniel, you clean up quite nicely."

"Whatever. I'm extremely uncomfortable and you want to go on a long car ride. This sucks." I complained. I don't know what I was hoping for. Maybe Vlad would break down and have my old clothes washed or something. But that would never happen. If there's one thing I'll admit we have in common, it's this: our stubbornness.

"Come now, Little Badger, it's not that bad. You do look quite handsome. Now, there's something I want to give you." Vlad said as he reached into his pocket. He pulled out a gold watch, and grabbed my wrist to put it on. When he was done, I looked at it, studied it, and wondered why. The look on my face must have tipped off my confusion.

"It's a tracking device that can only be taken off by my ecto-signiture. It's to make sure nothing can happen. To everyone, it just looks like a Rolex watch. We can never be too careful." I stood in front of him, dumbfounded. When did he have the time to make this? I mentally slapped myself. Again, he's Vlad. He can do anything. I think he already had it made though. He did come prepared with the needle...

"Uh, thanks, I guess. But don't you think that if I'm caught, the random gold watch on Phantom is the first thing to go?" I asked.

"It can't be taken off unless I take it off. And that's also why you're wearing it in your human form. It won't transfer over to Phantom. Now, let's go. We have a long day ahead of us." Vlad wrapped his arm around my shoulders and led me out the door of the room and into the elevator. I didn't want to admit how safe I felt. It's like Vlad was paying more attention to my safety than his own. That is very odd. It's so...un-Vladlike. He's selfish. He's always selfish. So...why is he doing this?

We got out of the elevator and Vlad nodded to the girl behind the check-out counter. It's not like he needs to say who he is. We got outside and I saw the limo. It was big, just the kind of gas-guzzling thing Vlad would rent. His arm was still wrapped around my shoulders when we had gotten outside, but I felt it stiffen. He didn't want to be in plain sight. He rushed me over to the limo and the driver opened the door.

"Good morning, Mr. Masters." The driver said and tipped his hat. Vlad pushed me in and answered.

"Good morning, kind sir. We will be heading to my castle in Wisconsin. I will give you the address in a moment." He said before going to the other side.

"Of course, sir." the driver said and opened the door on the other side as well. Vlad got in and settled down, visibly relaxing. The driver got in up front and Vlad told him the address. After typing it into the GPS system, we were on our way. Vlad pushed the button to separate the driver from the passengers and that panel went up. He relaxed and actually slouched in his seat, taking deep breaths.

"What's wrong, Vlad?" I asked. He was acting really strange. Vlad sighed and composed himself once more.

"There were agents all over the place. On rooftops, in the lobby of the hotel, and on the streets. I think they're on to us." He admitted.

"How could there have been agents everywhere? I didn't see any. And they don't know who we really are." I tried to reason. But something in my gut told me Vlad was right.

"That's just it, Danny. I think they do."

Ohhh, cliff hanger! I wanted to thank you guys again. You've been making my day everyday with all the reviews and stuff. Especially GirlOfLegend. That's all I have written now. The next chapter is sorta long, so bear with me. I don't know if I'll be posting tomorrow, I'm going to the beach with my mom and sister. :) Anyway, thanks again!