A/N: Soooo sorry I haven't been updating! My teacher randomly decided to give me 5,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 pounds of homework sooo….

Hope you enjoy. Danny Phantom is not mine, just letting you know.

Not My Boy-Chapter 8

My son looked at me. Pain shone in his eyes.

He bowed his head, a teardrop fell to the floor.

Gothika, er, Sam looked shocked.

Phantom? Danny?

Danny Fenton. Danny Phantom.

Clever.

But how? My son? Is he…dead?

No! My son, my Danny cannot be dead!

He has color in his cheeks. He's warm.

He can't be dead.

Then, I glanced at Danny's arm.

A drop of blood was slowly trickling down his forearm.

He was alive. He had to be.

My head hurt. I felt dizzy. This was all too disorienting.

I needed to have a long chat with my son.

But first, some fudge.

A/N: Whaddya think? Like? Dislike? Like I said sorry about the slow updates. I'm almost done! Just 3 or 4 more chapter to go! Also, do guys think I should add an epilogue? I'm considering it, but I'm not totally sure. I did an Epilogue for my other story, Danny?, it totally sucked. I could use a little feedback here. Once again: SOOOORRRRYYY!