A/N: Uh oh. I took a long time getting this up! Now I feel bad, but is not my fault! Life sucks. Along with stupid Lead projects. -.- And this should have been up of FRIDAY. But the upload system broke. So I'm sorry guys!

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Maddie is having trouble with what she suspects, but can't come to terms with what she knows. Can she look beyond her normal way of thinking, or is Danny in serious trouble? Go read!

Paranoia

Danny sighed, shoving his books into his locker in Casper High, before turning to his friends "You see, the weird thing is that Dad warned me. I think he knows." A note of panic was in his voice, and he kept glancing around like something was going to jump out at any second.

"Danny, calm down. It's not like you're strapped down to a dissection table or anything. Besides, you told us that they accepted you. So why are you so freaked out?" Sam asked. He is blowing this way out of proportion…

"Because they might have changed there way of thinking! By tomorrow I could be in a cage! Or worse!" he made wild motions while speaking, causing passersby's to think he'd finally gone off the deep end.

"Danny, if you keep flailing around like that, you might get put in an Insane Asylum" Tucker said, seeing how people were making the crazy sign as they walked by.

The worried hybrid stopped at once, but he was still panicking "Mom wasn't even awake when I went to school! That never happens! What if she's been working on a weapon all night? Or booby-trapping my room again!" he was quieter this time, so the weird looks stopped.

"What if she just didn't have a good sleep? Sheesh Danny, you have to calm down." Sam sighed

"Don't forget we do have to go to class. If you keep freaking out, Mr.Lancer might call your parents." Tucker added, and Danny paled

"You're right… besides the only ghost that bugged me yesterday was the Box Ghost…only problem is that I kinda trashed the lab in the process." He mumbled, and it was his friends turn to pale

"What if they blame you? After that mess yesterday, they might think you trashed the lab out of spite!" Tucker exclaimed, and Sam moaned. Way to make Danny more paranoid then he already is.

"Oh man! You're right! ACK! WHY IS LIFE COMPLICATED?" He yelled, receiving odd looks by anyone nearby, but before ridiculing could begin, he was saved by the bell.

"Wow, I can't believe I'm glad to see class. Twice now." Sam commented, as they ran towards Mr.Lancer's class.

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Maddie moaned softly, still in bed, thinking. All those dreams..could it be that? No. No. That can't be right. I don't want it to be that. Did Phantom kill my son and take his place? Is he controlling him? Am I just going crazy and seeing things? Are they the same person? Or was it only a quick five minute thing, and Danny is back to normal now? Is this Phantom's twisted idea of revenge? Can he infiltrate dreams and make them nightmares? But why did I have dreams about my son being dead by my hand? Did I kill him? Not in a literal sense, but an emotional one? Why isn't anything simple anymore? More thoughts flew through her mind, giving no answers. Finally, she got out of bed, and trudged downstairs where her husband was…taking out garbage? He never did that! Of his own free will anyway. "Honey, why are you taking out the garbage? And why is there so much of it?"

"Well, you seemed really tired, and Danny wouldn't do it. So I did!" Jack grinned, but didn't answer why there was so much garbage.

"Where did it all come from?"

"The lab. It's a big mess down there. Don't know why though."

Maddie looked shocked, and hurried down to the lab. It was more then a mess. It looked like a little tornado had flown through! Boxes were crushed, burned, and in total disarray. Burn marks were on the wall, and some inventions were now useless. One being the Ghost Gabber. She was willing to bet that glass had been on the ground before, but guessed Jack had gotten rid of it. He wasn't an idiot, just simple-minded. This was work of ghosts! And she was willing to bet it was Phantom too. But the surveillance camera was smithereens too. "Jack, by any chance did you see what ghost did this?" she called up the stairs.

"Nope!" he called back, but was lying. He'd seen Danny run out of the lab before breakfast, and had put two and two together. He was very sure that Danny Fenton was Danny Phantom. He'd just have to get him to admit it first.

"I bet it was Phantom's twisted idea of revenge" she seethed, wringing the air in front of her as though it has the Ghost-boy's neck

"Now, we can't jump to conclusions. We have lots of ghost enemies!" Jack attempted to protect his son.

"Name one."

Jack was at a loss. Danny was the other ghost's foes, not them! He couldn't think of anyone…"Um, those vulture ghosts!"

"I don't think they could cause so much damage. We'll go Ghost hunting after the kids get home, and get some answers." She said firmly, grabbing a bag. They had a lab to clean.

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Vlad grinned darkly, stroking his lonely-man cat "This is just perfect. Maddie already is against Daniel, Jack is a lumbering buffoon, and they are close to finding out about him. He must be stressed out by now. "

"Meow." The little white cat spoke up, still looking at the TV which showed the inside of the Fenton household.

"Quite right Maddie. Who knew the Box Ghost's mistake would make a great plan? I'll just send some ghosts out to destroy the town, setting young Daniel up for the blame! The tension will rise between them, and he will fear being exposed so much that he'll run straight to me! It's perfect!" he laughed, knowing this one could very well work. It was all a matter of time…

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"I thought that was never going to end…" Danny moaned, resting his head on the picnic tables. Mr.Lancer could talk and talk about things he didn't really care about!

"You weren't even listening. You were too busy going over the worst possible things that could happen." Sam sighed, poking slightly at her salad. He could be so obsessive over little things.

"I wasn't listening either." Tucker added.

"You never listen though."

"And Danny does?"

"Tucker has a point there." Danny spoke up, keeping his head on the table wile rummaging in his bag for his sandwich.

"Do you know how filthy the tables are here?" Sam said, Danny was keeping his head on the table for way too long now, and had found his sandwich, leaving it on the table.

"It's not high on my 'What I care about list'" he mumbled, but sat up, picking the sandwich up again.

"It should be." Tucker laughed slightly

"Why?" he mumbled around a mouthful of sandwich.

"Because you just ate an ant."

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Maddie sighed, and looked around the now-clean lab. All signs of ghosts had been eliminated, and it was now possible to work without tripping over something. She made sure that all the weapons were in working order. She'd even made a little trap around the fixed Ghost Gabber, as it always seemed broken. "Well, we are ready for any ghost now. As long as you don't forget where you park the RV again" she spoke up, going back upstairs to relax before the kids got home.

Jack nodded to his wife, making sure that he'd warn Danny before they left. Maddie didn't seem to be in a good mood today. Must have been from waking up all night. Instantly his mind turned to fudge. The perfect way to warn Danny! He quickly bounded up the stairs, and slipped a piece of paper underneath his fudge, then went back to needlepoint

"Mom? Dad? We're home." Jazz called, entering first. Some of Danny's paranoia had rubbed off on her, making her weary of what might happen. But nothing jumped out, no blazing weapons. No nothing.

"Hey Jazzarincess! Me and your mother are going Ghost Hunting now, so I want you to make sure Danny does his homework." Jack called back, and the two stood by the door, ready to go. "Oh darn, I forgot the fudge. Danny, be a good boy and get it?"

Danny grumbled a little, not wanting to go. He did, and yanked it out, still grumbling about how he could do it himself, until he saw the little scrap of paper float down. Stooping down to grab it, he read.
Ghosts shouldn't run around tonight, or they'd be in danger.
And we have to have a little chat when I get back.

Don't smash up the lab, and I still want the fudge!

-Jack

Danny shook his head. He'd warned him again? But still wanted the fudge. What a one-tracked mind. But he brought it to his rather large father, who grinned.

"Bye kids! Don't get in trouble!" Jack and Maddie called, shutting the door behind them.

Danny just looked around in a daze. Why did his dad always warn him? He must know…but why didn't he just yell it out? How confusing.

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Maddie sighed. There had been no ghost activity at all! Not even that silly blue one. She turned to her husband, who was busy eating fudge, ready to call it a night, but suddenly a blip appeared on the RV's scanner, and it was nearby! "Quick Jack! We have to stop whatever ghost it is!"

He nodded, and floored it, roaring towards the blip, which abruptly vanished. But what hey saw didn't vanish. An entire building was now a pile of rubble. The only good thing was that it was a disused Bingo-hall. "What did this?" Jack asked to no one, as his wife leaped out of the RV to look for clues.

She looked around the mess that one once a building, looking for anything that could point them in the right direction. She found something. A tiny black slip of paper. She unfolded it, and clenched her teeth in anger, and marched back to the car. "It was Phantom." She growled, getting back inside.

"No, he never does anything on this scale" Jack said, dismissing it as paranoia. Besides, my son isn't evil enough to do something like smashing a Bingo-hall!

"It was. He even left this" she showed him the paper, were the infamous DP symbol that was always seen on the Ghost-boy's chest, glared up at them, clearly saying exactly who it had been.

But…that's not possible! My son isn't evil. Is he?

DUNN DUNNN

-Prepares to be shot- You are going to hurt me for that…

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