Hey guys! I am so sorry I'm a day late! School started yesterday and it was so hectic posting slipped my mind completely! Don't kill me. I swear it was an accident and I'm sticking to my consistent updates for this story policy. =)

Disclaimer: I own neither Doctor Who, or Danny Phantom.


Part 3: The Fentons

Fenton: An eccentric family line known for their paranormal studies. EX: The Fenton family lives in the city of Amity Park, researching further into the study of ghosts than any other active paranormal institute has on its own before.


Maddie scowled at the retreating form of the Red Huntress. If the girl had tried to be a little less insulting and more helpful, they might have actually captured the ghost boy. Instead, she and Jack were going to have to pack up, once again, empty-handed.

Jack bustled around the site, looking for any traces of their prey or information that could be collected for later. Maddie packed their weaponry in the back of the GAV, jumping inside to scan for anything it's systems may have picked up while she was busy.

The green monitor flickered when she logged into its main database. Maddie sighed, immediately recognizing a rising virus. It had happened so many times since that ghost had possessed their vehicle… "Jack!" she shouted, "We need to re-program the RV again!"

"Well, maybe I can lend a hand." Maddie jerked, her hand immediately sweeping to her gun belt. She looked onto the face of a grinning man, with a somewhat timid young woman standing behind him, curiously inspecting the RV.

Maddie scowled, "Citizens shouldn't come too near a ghost fight. It's not safe."

The man shrugged, "That's good, because I'm no citizen. May I come in?" He asked. Maddie folded her arms, her lips tightening. She had no taste for tourists that came to spoil her research.

His smile dropped quickly. "Oh! Sorry. I forgot." His hand flashed into his coat pocket, pulling out a shiny badge. "I'm the Doctor, this is my scientific partner, Rose, we're paranormalists from Britain. We've come to inquire about—"

"What is that?" Maddie interrupted, adjusting her goggles. The man stuttered, bemused. "Hold that out so I can see it better, please?" He blinked, holding out the badge for her to see. Maddie squinted, carefully fixing her goggles to setting I5967. "…I see." She said, a small grin spreading across her face. "Very nice…scientists indeed, did you make this…this illusion paper?"

After slight hesitation, he was beaming again. "I knew you'd catch that! Brilliant!"

Maddie nodded, smiling at his little anomaly. "Come on in. You mentioned something about giving me a hand with this virus?" She said, beckoning to the curious female he was with as 'the Doctor' entered.

He immediately stepped up to her command console, pulling out a device that activated with a hum and a blue glow emanating from its tip. "So, what's your real name?" She inquired, inspecting his work.

"Just the Doctor." He told her, squinting.

Maddie rolled her eyes in disbelief. "That's it? The Doctor?"

"That's his name." His friend—Rose—confirmed, also watching the Doctor work. "I don't believe we've gotten yours, though." She finished.

"Maddie." three voices answered simultaneously. Maddie blinked, watching the Doctor straighten with a grin and her daughter poke her head in, gazing curiously at all three of them from outside the GAV.

"All done." the Doctor stated, replacing his device. "You shouldn't have any more problems after that."

"That was fast." Jazz commented from her post, leaning on the door. Jazz frowned. "You must be a pretty smart guy to get it done that quickly. I've seen dad slave for hours over viruses that infected this hunk of junk." She ended the sentence staring around the inside of the vehicle with disdain.

He nodded, holding a hand to her. "Well, I'm a very clever man. You are?"

She looked suspiciously at the offered hand, keeping her arms tight about her midsection. "Jasmine. But I go by Jazz." Something about this Doctor seemed very odd, and ever since learning about her brother's secret, Jazz had become overprotective when it came to new 'paranormalists'.

"Oh, nice to meet you Jazz," he said, smoothly replacing his hand in his jacket pocket. "I'm the Doctor. And this is Rose." He informed her, jerking his head at Rose, who smiled.

"So I heard." Jazz replied coolly, her eyes flicking up to her mother. "Mom, dad thinks he found the place where Danny phased through the concrete. He wants you to help him pull up a bit of the street for samples, but I keep telling him that it's illegal to intentionally do damage without permission from the city."

Maddie frowned a little. "Tell him that we can go to get a permit for it later, and that it's already good enough news. We can safely assume the ghost boy still doesn't have the power to teleport." Jazz turned towards her father, ready to relay the message. "And sweetie, before you go," Maddie said softly. "Please remember that he's a ghost and therefore has no name. Stop calling him Danny like he's a living thing."

Jazz glanced back in surprise, "But you've always let me say his name before."

"Before, you called him Phantom," Maddie reminded her gently.

Jazz's eyes narrowed, and she continued to walk off, calling over her shoulder, "That was before I decided to grow up about it, mom."

The Doctor bit his lip. "She's got a point." He said.

Maddie snorted, "Look, Doctor, if that's you're real name. Ghosts, as you are clearly not an expert of, aren't human. They don't have names like normal people. And calling them what they ask you to is only caving into their whims. Which, I may add, only makes them worse."

"So only humans are normal people?" Rose asked critically. "Only a human can have a name?"

Maddie straightened. "Only the living carries names."

"And how much do you know about the dead?" The Doctor wondered.

"Enough." She said.

The Doctor stopped Rose from making a retort. "Interesting." He stated, voice guarded. "Well, that's all I needed to know. Goodbye, then."

"Bye." Maddie replied, frowning as the two jumped out of her vehicle and stalked off the scene.

Jazz and Jack hauled back to the RV, weighted down by a thick slab of fresh-cut 'evidence'. "Come on, Mads, let's get this thing home!" He cried, smiling broadly.

Maddie agreed, taking the wheel. She was too caught up in thought to reprimand her husband for taking a chunk out of the street anyway, and drove almost as haphazardly as he would around a slab of concrete at the first intersection.

Maddie sighed. Even the foreigners where feeling sympathy for the ghosts.


I know my 'definition' for the Part 3 title was a little off today but it was the best I had considering it was a name... ^^;

~Catalyst