AN: Thank you for all the reviews guys, I'm glad you think my writing's gotten better. This is a relatively short chapter only 1389 words, sorry for that, but the next one should be up soon.

Fantasy-Mania31, jeanetta9, and Pichicha123: thanks for telling me about the repeats, I really appreciate it.

anna: Oh, well I didn't really think of Tetzlaff and most of this story will be centered around Chuck and the others and what it would be like with Danny thrown in the mix, so the Director didn't really matter after Beckman showed up.

ChopSuzi: Thanks I was gearing towards that.

CrazyCoffeeKat: Thanks, and I really want to see how Casey will react to him too. (I don't know yet! ;)

Princessbinas: I like the Box ghost idea too. Shocking the chip into oblivion sounds great. J

Chapter 7: Chuck Bartouski

Danny sighed with boredom. He had been sitting in a car with Casey for three hours, watching a man at his work. In Danny's opinion it was creepy and stalkerish, but than again when Beckman had ordered he and Casey out here she hadn't exactly asked.

Sitting with Casey was like sitting with a gorilla. Sometimes it was like all he could communicate with were threats, but than again Danny was doing everything he possibly could to annoy the crap out of him.

"Pretty exciting for my first mission." Danny said nonchalantly.

Casey simply ignored him and kept his eyes trained on the Buymore. He suddenly frowned and Danny followed his gaze to see a blonde haired woman walking towards the tech store. Danny rolled down the window a little and stuck his nose out of it. He inhaled deeply, ignoring the look Casey sent his way.

Danny's nose wrinkled slightly at the various scents in the parking lot, but within a few seconds he had sorted through them and locked onto the blond woman's scent. It smelled of secrets, lies, anger, and recent sorrow. It was a strange mix that Danny didn't particularly like or dislike.

Danny inhaled again and dug deeper into the woman's scent. Ah, there it was. The scent that Danny had so rarely had the chance to smell. In some people it was new and fragile, in others it was a fierce fire and in a few it was a comfortable scent that reminded Danny of glue. In some it was impossible to find. It was love.

So, the woman was a secret Agent most likely working for the C.I.A., She had recently lost a lover and she was still capable of love. Danny immediately decided on a course of action and turned invisible, phasing through the car seat as he did so. He walked through the parking lot invisible before reappearing next to the woman in human form as the Buymore doors opened. She started slightly and than continued walking at a bit of a faster pace

"So, mom," Danny said sticking close to her side as they walked toward the front desk and Chuck Bartouski, "How's work been lately?"

The woman hesitated and gave Danny a sharp look before replying in a sweet as honey voice, "It's been fine Hun, but I'm surprised you asked."

"Of course I would ask, mom. I really would like to know what you do at work all day." Danny said and adopted a sulky expression as they neared the counter. Than, using his ghost powers he sent her a message only she could hear. "Call me Danny."

Danny glanced easily at the woman's face and saw it hadn't changed, but he could smell the sudden spike of fear and surprise that went through her.

He kept up his act as they stopped in front of the front desk. Chuck was a man around his twenties with brown hair and brown eyes. He smelled of sarcasm and intelligence. He was a good man and Danny could tell immediately that he was innocent of any charges the NSA could put on him.

"Vicky Vale, Vic-Vic-Vicky Vale." Chuck sang underneath his breath. Danny stifled a laugh as the man glanced up momentarily at the woman, before looking down again and than dropping his file and phone as his eyes flashed up to stare at her.

"I hope I'm not interrupting." The blond said, smiling.

"No, not at all." Chuck answered as his eyes looked at Danny for a moment and than back to the woman. 'So much for being brushed of.' Danny thought, but he was more than used to it by now.

"That- it's from Batman." Chuck said, glancing toward a brown haired short man that Danny immediately identified as Chuck's sidekick.

"Because that makes it better." the woman said, making Danny smile again.

Chuck laughed a bit nervously before the short man spoke again, "I'm Morgan, and this is Chuck."

"Wow, I didn't know parents sill named their kids Chuck, or Morgan for that matter." the blond answered, still smiling.

"My parents were sadists, and Carnival freaks found him in a dumpster." Chuck said, gesturing toward Morgan.

"But they raised me as one of their own." Morgan said somberly.

There was a short moment where no one spoke and than Chuck broke the silence, "So, how can I help you…" he said, letting his sentence trail off.

"Sarah." The woman quickly provided.

"Sarah." The man repeated, smiling.

So that was the name the woman was using as a cover. Danny glanced at her. The name fit. Danny decide it was time someone notice him. He let out a slight cough.

"And this is my son, Danny." Sarah provided flawlessly, impressing even Danny.

"Nice to meet you little guy." Chuck's greeting caused Danny to scowl at him for a moment before letting a wide smile slip onto his face.

"Nice to meet you." He answered. Chuck looked confused for a moment before he glanced away nervously to Sarah.

"I'm here about this." Sarah said, placing a small phone onto the desk.

Danny zoned out as they continued talking. He kept up the same sulky expression his face had slipped back into, but he let his senses wonder around the store. He heard the sound of talking and could hear every conversation clearly, even the argument between the man Danny assumed was the manager and his wife.

He heard, saw, and smelt everything. The heartbeats, the breathing. The sounds of civilians eating their french-fries in passing cars outside of the Buymore, and Casey, cursing to himself as he discovered Danny was gone. Danny almost smiled as he heard him, but he knew that he didn't have much time left before the shocker would come into play.

Danny focused back onto the conversation as Chuck took the video camera from a man and asked Morgan for the wall. When Chuck had left, he felt Sarah's eyes upon him.

"Who are you?" She hissed lowly.

"Mom, don't you remember me?" Danny said mockingly, in an equally low tone.

'Who are you?" She repeated.

Danny smiled a cold smile, "I'm sure you'll find out soon."

He suddenly heard Casey speak from the car. "I don't know if you can hear me, Phantom, but you had better come back."

Danny ignored him and continued to watch Chuck assist in the little girl's 'ballet recital', and he smiled at his words of encouragement. "You know he didn't do anything, right?" he said suddenly.

Sarah didn't answer, just kept on alternating her eyes between him and Chuck.

Danny snarled as he felt the familiar pain enter his body and this time it seemed they had upped the ante and a small groan escaped him. Immediately Sarah's eyes were on him. He watched as she took in his tight face and stiff body, obviously in immense pain, but showing none of it.

"Who are you?" She whispered, amazed.

Danny simply shook his head as his eyes quickly searched the room for any watchers, before disappearing, leaving a stunned Sarah behind him.

AN: I hope you enjoyed it and now it's question time.

Once again, which ghost do you want to show up first?

Do you want the whole teem to know about Danny's half- ghost status? ( what Casey and Sarah do know will be explained next chapter.

Do you think Casey and Sarah ore OOC based on what you've read so far?

Please review!