Hai.

I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack…

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I've kept you waiting long enough so… On with the story!

Last time…

I STEAL CHEESE. NOT TV SHOWS. THIS SHOW (sadly) STILL BELONGS TO BUTCH HARTMAN... AS FAR AS I KNOW... 'KAY? Okay.

"Look at me. Finally getting my chance to destroy you and now I'm being forced to help you and work with you." She turned to stare out the window, lost in her thoughts.

"Well you're not exactly being forced, but it certainly would be a good idea work with me, in my opinion. And while you're at it, I think getting me out of this thing would be a good idea too, but you know, that's just me. "

'He's awake.'

"Oh good. You're up." Maddie tried to say as nonchalantly as possible however her voice cracked halfway through, giving away her nervousness, "How's your head?" She wanted to see if she could find out exactly what drug the ghostly hunter had used in case she could reverse it. Of course she wouldn't reverse it in any other circumstance but Samantha, uhem, Sam, needed to be freed so…

"I feel like I have a hangover," he groaned, "Not that I have ever drunk alcohol before." He finished quickly.

'Great.' She thought bitterly, 'What a help he is.' Sighing, she moved on to the next most important thing; safety check. Actually, it's probably more of a 'can that evil ghost kill me' check, but you get the point. "Can you phase out of that?"

Phantom looked at her like she had three heads, "I could… If my powers hadn't been shorted out! You should know that! You were there. Anyway, if this thing," He gestured to the case, "Does what it's meant to, it'll shock me."

Maddie narrowed her eyes at him, "How did you know that?"

"Ah ha! It WILL shock me. To be honest, most of your things shock ghosts. So it was kinda a lucky guess. Actually, you can't even call that a lucky guess anymore. These days, I just assume it'll happen and if it doesn't well… Surprise!"

She shook her head incredulously at his explanation, "I see your point. But… Just humour me."

He sighed, "Here goes nothing." After a few seconds he sighed and looked at Maddie, "Nope."

"Um… Please?" Maddie cringed despite herself.

"No," Phantom rolled his eyes, "'Nope' as in 'Nope, it didn't work'."

"Oh," She frowned, "Right then," She blinked as if she only just occurred to her that he was still trapped inside the containment cell, "I guess I should let you out of that."

"Just a thought." The ghostly teen shrugged, well, as much as you can shrug lying down horizontally in a glass case with a possibly dislocated shoulder.

"Fine," She said wearily, "But if you try anything…" She trailed off, grapping her ecto-gun, twirling it expertly and pointing it at the case. Her unfinished threat, however, did not have the desired effect of scaring Phantom, instead, he just started laughing.

"You've got, how many weapons on you? And you are worried that with no powers at all and weapon-less, I am going to hurt you? Something that I don't do even when I have my powers." He shook his head in disbelief, "When are you going to realise that have never and will never hurt you or anyone else. Intentionally. Ever." Maddie swore his intense gaze was boring holes through her skull.

'What a strange thing to say… Why would he say that? Why does he care what I think? Doesn't he like people knowing that he is evil," Maddie corrected herself, "Might be evil? Every other ghost has…' Maddie's brow furrowed as she forced herself to not accept what Phantom had said, "If, by the end of these next few days, that statement remains true, I might just believe you." Her tone was clipped and her expression taut.

He sighed and smiled slightly, "Well. It's a start, I guess."

Slowly un-piling the precarious tower of pots and pans over his chamber, she allowed herself to think about the best way to protect herself while releasing Phantom out of his case, 'Keep between the two exits, that way, if he goes back on his word and tries to attack you, you can escape. Also if he tries to escape, you won't get in his way. But he'll get away…' A small voice in the back of Maddie's mind said, 'Well, if he doesn't want to help, he doesn't want to help.'

"Ok Phantom. I am going to unlock this case in a second, but you aren't going to open it until I say. Then, you'll stand up to this side," She gestured to the left side of the case, "Put your hands on your head, and slowly step back until your back is touching the wall."

"What did I just say about trusting me?"

"Well I'm not making you stand in a corner facing the wall, am I?" She raised an eyebrow, "You won't be getting out of that case until you agree to my terms."

"Fine. I'll look stupid though…" He grumbled.

She snorted, "You were definitely a teenager when you… Died, weren't you?" She'd decided that it would be a better idea to mention that she knew he wasn't actually a ghost (probably) later. She wanted answers, and if she brought that subject up too early, she might not get them.

Phantom noticed the slight pause in her sentence and an unreadable expression crossed his face, "What makes you say that?"

"You've still got the whole attitude thing. Now…" Maddie bent down and cautiously began to undo the locks. Phantom, seemingly getting irritated at her slow pace, sighed and closed his eyes. Seeing this, Maddie froze on the lock she was currently undoing as if she didn't quite know how to react, 'He's so human like, so comfortable having humans around him, having me around him. I'm a ghost hunter, I have weapons, and he's trapped in my house without powers… In a case! Any other ghost would be terrified, but he's sleeping? Why? I don't understand you…'

As if sensing her hesitation, he opened his left eye just a fraction, "You know, if I was going to attack you while you were doing that, I would attack you while you were doing that. It wouldn't make any difference how fast you were undoing them."

Maddie seemed to mull over what he said in her brain while unlocking the rest of the locks, in doing so she did speed up a fair amount. Once all the locks were unlocked, she slowly backed away and locked the Spector Deflector around her waist, never taking her eyes off the ghost boy, and got in a defensive stance.

"Are you done?" The teen asked lazily opening his eyes, "Oh good. You are." He narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, "Why are you wearing the Spector Deflector?" He asked in a patronising voice.

Maddie's eyes narrowed, "How do you know what it's called?"

"Uh… I've heard you holding it up and yelling the name out a couple of times," He waved it off, "But that's not the point."

"Well, how do I know that you weren't lying before when you said you didn't have your powers?"

He did his oh-so-famous smirk, "Uh because I'm not crispy?"

She rolled her eyes, "What if you hadn't actually been trying to phase out of it? Anyway. I don't see why this bothers you if you weren't trying to attack me."

"It doesn't bother me."

"Well what doe-"

Phantom held up his hand and raised his eyebrows, "How about we save the questions for when I'm actually out of this thing?"

She raised an eyebrow, "We save the questions?"

"Well yeah. You're not the only one who has questions."

'What could he possibly want to ask me?' She thought, although she managed to restrain herself from asking him herself. "Alright, ghost kid. Do exactly as I said."

Phantom wiggled the fingers on both of his hands, testing the extent of his injuries. Wincing slightly, he pushed the door of the chamber open with his right arm, his left hanging limply by his side as he struggled to stand. Gingerly shifting his full weight to his left leg, he slowly straightened himself so that he was standing at his full height. Although the teen tried to stand as strongly and powerfully as he could, the pain that he was suffering due to his multiple injuries was evident to Maddie through the cheeky glint in his eyes being replaced by a glassy, vacant one .

After a few seconds of gathering himself so he wouldn't scream or collapse, Phantom was able to speak. "As much as I would love to put my hands behind my head," He ground out through his teeth, "I'm in enough pain right now. Please don't make me. I'm not going to hurt you," He broke off suddenly into a fit of coughing. Unable to lift either of his hands up far enough to cover his mouth, ectoplasmic drops spattered onto the kitchen tiles. His eyes widened at the sight, "I really… Can't do anything."

The ghost kid was now shaking with the effort of holding himself upright and it seemed to Maddie like his body was about to give in. 'If he was human, I know he isn't, but hypothetically speaking, the symptoms that he shows indicate that his body would be shutting down and going into shock. He would, if he were human, most likely go into a light coma without proper medical attention soon.'

She quickly did a once over of his condition to confirm the pained expression on the teens face. 'Blow to the head from falling when unconscious, severe burns up arms and torso from electrocution… I was right! That's definitely a severely dislocated shoulder, and a badly sprained or possibly fractured ankle…' She listed, her eyes scanning his body, 'But there's something else, isn't there. You coughed up blood… Ectoplasm, Maddie. He's not human.' She mentally scolded herself, 'But the most likely cause of that would be a punctured lung but ghosts don't have…' She sighed when she realised, 'Of course. Not a ghost. I'll ask him about it later.

All the injuries separately would be painful. But together? I am surprised he can stand… Oh for God's sake, Maddie. Just help him.'

It had been a mere five seconds since the injured teen had asked the question, however it was starting to feel like hours to Phantom. Watching his own mother look at him in the same way you would stare at an injured bear was heart breaking to say the least. The adrenalin from the previous battle and waking up in a glass case in his house with his mum threatening him several times had almost completely worn off and the pain had certainly started to set in. There was still a big chance that Maddie would either shoot him or hand him over to Skulker while he was still injured. To be honest, he wouldn't stand a chance right now.

Starting to shake, he tried to stand tall until an answer was provided, but his resolve was starting to fail. Just as the black spots started to invade his vision and his muscles began to give way, he saw his mother rush towards him and two sturdy arms lift him off the ground, bridal-style. Flailing weakly against her grip, he tried to stand again, "I'llbefinepummedownmum." He slurred as he franticly attempted to escape. Slowly walking backwards until his back was touching the wall, he moved his good arm (the one he could actually move) so it was raised in front of his face as the ghost hunter advanced towards him. At that stage in his delirium, the sharp movement of his arm was painful enough to finally make the teen pass out, with Maddie just managing to catch his dead weight before it hit the floor.

"Sleep, Phantom. You're safe now."

'Mum?'

Hay hay hay!

How ya doin'? Sorry that this took longer than expected. I had to re-write it because I don't think I got it right the first time. I still am not 100% happy with it, but it's better than before. I would have spent more time on it, but I felt you should have something before I go away. Anyway, you will hear more from me when I get back! But for now, I leave you with some qustions:

1. What kind of fics do you like best?

I prefer ones that either stick to the original story line, or go completely off in an AU. If it is an AU fic, for me, the personalities have to stay the same! Otherwise it's just like you're using the names and appearances, but they aren't the actual characters at all. I don't love cross-overs, but if they are well written and the author makes the characters mash together cohesively, I think they can be great.

2. What ships do you ship?

Amethyst ocean, Phan, KicktheSticks, Cherimon, Neribedtime, Johnlock and many, many more.

3. What's your OTP?

Can't choose. Probably Johnlock or Phan

Thanks so much to all those people who are reviewing! It means a lot. Feel free to ask me if you guys have any questions :)

See you next week.

XOXO

TOWSYC

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