Wednesday soon came, and Danny almost hated to leave his wife behind to tolerate their son. On Tuesday, Danny had been busy helping Tucker with some moving in Town Hall, so Maddie and Jack had been instructed to pick the boy up after school. The principal did not call, but MAddie did inform her son that Mr. Lancer had stopped them as they picked the boy up and told them of his abnormal behaviour.

What had really begun to worry the Fentons was the fact that Andy had absolutely refused to enter the basement with his grandparents. He never said why, but he did threaten to make a mess if he wasn't left alone. He steered away from his grandparents and hardly spoke to them. He went to play in the backyard but only ended up making mudpies, which he then threw against the house and windows.

Danny continuously saw his breath throughout the passing days that led to Wednesday, but he was too busy being concerned over his son to worry about another ghost. Something was wrong with Andy, and Danny was quite aware that Andy was not in control of his actions; every night, when Danny got up to get a glass of water, he could hear the boy crying quietly in his room.

When he was taken to the airport by Sam, Tucker and Andy, he was almost reluctant to get on the plane.

"I feel really horrible leaving you here alone with him in this condition," Danny whispered as Sam hugged him tightly.

"I've had to tolerate him and Tucker while you were in the Ghost Zone, Danny," she whispered. "Don't worry about it."

"I can't help it. Something's wrong with Andy, but he's not telling us anything."

Sam kissed his cheek and pulled herself away from him. "Just go to work and try to forget about it," she said. "Tucker and I will take him to the doctor this afternoon to see if anything's wrong."

Danny nodded weakly before looking at his son. Andy was staring about, teetering on his toes while almost trying to think up another plan.

"Be good for your mom, Andy," Danny said, catching the boy's attention. "Is that clear?"

Andy blinked and then rolled his eyes before waving an arm before him. "Yeah, yeah, whatever," he muttered in annoyance.

Danny passed a hand over his face and sighed tiredly.

"Don't worry, Dan," Tucker announced, catching his attention. "Everything will be fine. Nothing we can't handle."

Danny looked at him before finally moving towards the gates. "Fine," he said. "But… call me if there's any trouble, okay?"

"You got it, dude."

Danny forced himself to turn away and walked towards the gates. Once he passed them and looked back, he found it impossible to see his friends anymore.

I… just hope nothing will go wrong, he thought worriedly.