Okay! Next chapter is up! Now, I need some serious fanfic to write. Any good Pompous Pep reading I might haven't read?

I have no idea how my friends kept quiet for five years and suddenly want Vlad involved. They must want me to be happy for once or…could it be the whole Evil Danny must be prevented plan? They automatically liked Vlad once I told them that he's a halfa like me, it's shocking to see they're desperate for new members involved. I wasn't too sure how or why, but nothing changes much in the Phantom Team.

It has been a week since I got back home and six days with being his boyfriend. Christmas was only four days away. Danielle kept quiet around Jazz and Jazz grew concern about not getting in touch.

Mom and dad believed Danielle is a family member after seeing how close she is to. That and they picked up on believing Danielle lost memories of her 'biological' parents through an explosion incident nearby college and it was kept quiet. Mom insisted that I leave Danielle home while I go to college and I told him a lie on Danielle has school from where I attend. I didn't want to pull her out until she finishes there. My parents couldn't argue over my guardianship role. What can I truly do? Danielle doesn't know what my parents do and they don't have much of a clue on my ghost powers at all.

Now, I'm finishing packing and Jazz entered into our room while locking the door. Danielle was playing on the computer of DOOM game. Jazz peeked on Danielle nervously and she joined next to me on folding Danielle's and my clothes.

"Go talk to her, Jazz. I won't mind leaving her here or bringing you." I pointed out.

Her head shook, "No. I-I can't help her, Danny. She doesn't like me."

I frowned, "Jazz," I double-checked to see the headphone on her, "She's not used to you and she hasn't been around you much."

"No, she deserves Vlad. He's a much better role than I am."

I frowned, "Look, I don't know what's going to happen with Vlad and me. So far, I'm trying to show Plasmius side that Phantom is not the bad guy. We just…had a misunderstanding."

Jazz agreed, "That's what you should tell him."

"That we have a misunderstanding?"

She nodded and somehow, she was right. Of course, someone who's getting her Master's degree in Psychology field this year and she was right. I zipped the suitcase up and sat down on the bed. I was entirely shocked.

"Jazz, when she developed completely. What happened?" I asked.

Jazz dropped her head down, "…I panicked, Danny. We both screamed and she accidentally let loose of her ghost powers. Until she stopped, she hid under the desk to protect herself. I only held the chair in my protection and I slowly peeked at her. She was so scared…and cold. So, I hurried and gave her a spare blanket. She wouldn't touch the blanket while I was touching it." She sighed, "So, I dropped it in front of her and kept our distance. She accepted the blanket then." Jazz hugged herself.

I nodded and heard her out. I chuckled lightly and my head shook.

"She probably thought you might have planned on hurting her." I got up, "Spend some time with her today. We aren't leaving until six o'clock and I have to go see Mrs. Taylor anyway." I shrugged.

Jazz's jaw dropped, "Wh-what?! D-danny, please, we-we don't get along!" She whimpered.

I patted her shoulder, "Just spend some time with her, you're her dad. You have to take some responsibilities, Jazz. I can't do this all by myself." I smiled.

Jazz tightened her hug, but I can easily feel her emotions. She was scared to mess up and my hand squeezed her shoulders.

"Just try," I smiled, "Besides, there may be stuff I can't really help and she'll need you. Be a parent to her. I trust you that she will do fine. She's smart and no doubt, she will forgive you."

Jazz sighed and eased up a bit. Her fear remained the same, but nothing seem be helping her. I grabbed a coat and Danielle turned around while taking her headphones off. My eyes met her attention.

"Danielle, you're staying with dad. I'm going to stop by someone's house for a short while. Be good, okay?" I told her.

Danielle nodded, but she hardly talks around Jazz at all. That needed to change and all it takes is quality time, right? Danielle wasn't exactly happy with the idea, but how can the two get along? I put on my coat and grabbed both of the important phones on me. I waved and left the room.

"Mom, I'll be out for a couple of hours. I left Jazz in charge with Danielle." I smiled.

She nodded, "Okay, sweetie. Be careful! Ghosts will attack!"

I groaned nervously, "Thanks and I got my Fenton Thermos!" I did learn a trick to appear the Fenton anytime in either Phantom or Fenton form without transforming.

I snuck my hands into my pockets, not really feeling much with the whole 'coldness' here, and took my mind off. I kept walking, feeling slower than usual, and not realizing something. Something was bugging me.

My head shook to forget it, but it was growing annoying more than usual and I hated it. I gritted my teeth and focused on the imagine of the woman who knew me well enough.

"-Niel!" Someone shouted in my ears.

I jerked my head over and saw Vlad at my right side, "Oh, hey boyfriend." My attention turned on his.

Vlad sighed, "You hadn't noticed me for two minutes. Are you feeling alright?"

I shrugged, "I'm not sure, but I'm sure it's nothing. It's probably those Christmas feeling."

His eyebrow went up, "Christmas feeling? Care to explain? And where are you going?"

My thumb pointed the direction, "Mrs. Taylor's house. Oh, yeah, I used to hate Christmas because of my parents." My eyes rolled, "Drama over the stupid things, but I'm trying to remind myself I wasn't alone or facing the fact it won't be so bad." I muttered about ghost writer, but Vlad didn't catch that on.

He nodded slowly, "I see why you're eager to join me for Christmas I suppose. But I doubt that's the issue."

I snorted and chuckled on how close he was about me. I nodded and agreed.

"Yeah, you're right…" We were in front of Mrs. Taylor's house, "…but, Vlad?"

He looked up at me, "Yes, Daniel?"

"I want you to figure out my secret." I smiled guilty, "I hope our relationship stays the same after you find out." My hands dug deeper into the pocket, "One week, if you can figure it out. If not, I'll show it to you."

His eyes widened, "Daniel, this is your secret. You don't have to because of everyone else." His hands landed on my shoulders and his sweet smile.

My head shook, "No, I shouldn't hide it from you, but at the same time, it's your reaction I'm curious about."

He caressed my face, "Whatever it is, I'm sure I won't judge you."

My hands slipped out of the pockets and held his hands, "My secret is kind of big and maybe feel like an idiot."

Vlad hummed, "Are you sure?"

I nodded. I was sure, but I wanted to know his feelings. There was no way of sensing his and he was the first to give practice on recognizing his emotions. Mainly by his voice, but who knew Plasmius and Vlad's voices were very similar. Why hadn't he noticed mine?

"I'm sure," I smiled.

Vlad sighed, "Am I allow having a hint over this investigation?"

I hummed, "I could say from the time we met, we also met again." I kept it simple.

Vlad stammered, "We-we met before? I-I-I don't understand, Daniel."

I squeezed his hands, "You'll figure it out. One week, okay?"

Vlad wanted to fight back, but he held back. His hands squeezed back and let go of me. He went off to whatever he needed to do and I headed into Mrs. Taylor's house. She had her arms crossed with a hint of a smirk. I was confused.

"You were going to tell him, weren't you?" She teased.

I stammered, "Uh-um, uh…maybe?" I chuckled.

Her head shook, "He'll be going to have a harder time figuring it out."

I snorted, "Of course, that's why I'm going to hint him each day."

She gestured over to the table with a plate full of cookies, "We have much to catch up, especially about Danielle? Now, I am no fool on the names there, grandkid."

I huffed and my hair flew up temporarily at the idea of being 'caught' by my only grandmother. Of course, we're not exactly related.

"Jazz accidentally created a clone of me," I picked up a cookie.

Mrs. Taylor surprised, "How did she create a girl clone? Especially that young?"

"Well, Jazz was working on the whole use my blood to help heal others quicker, especially for this team. Something happened and she tried to stop the process to complete. She failed and created a clone. Danielle only trusts me, but she doesn't trust Jazz. I think I'm like a mom material for Danielle because she comes from me. Jazz is like the creator process, she's the dad."

I took a bit of the oatmeal raisin cookie and the woman nodded in greater interests. She can definitely get into the whole team Phantom and she'll kick Skulker's ass. Sam approved of her automatically and seeing how my secret was definitely safe. Tucker took a while to like Mrs. Taylor until…she fixed up his PDA one day. Apparently, Tucker had some old devices where Mrs. Taylor used to deal with as a teenager working at the old factory.

Jazz interviewed Mrs. Taylor and constantly asking questions until she was through. Jazz was certain Mrs. Taylor was to be trusted based by her psychology field.

"So what is the story cover up for her? I assumed you named her and Jazz covered the story?"

I sighed, "She's our long lost cousin twice removed, I met her nearby my college with her parents, and her parents were killed in the explosion, only she survived and doesn't remember. That and her 'supposed' parents had me as her guardian. Jazz and I mixed in our stories, so it helps. Danielle will be coming with me to college since she has ghost powers."

Mrs. Taylor nodded, "Has she talked so far?"

I laughed, "Yeah, but once you spend time with her and she gets used to you, she'd start talking." I bit into the cookie and paused, "…but she hasn't talked to Jazz. They're so distance with each other."

She frowned, "Why not put them in a room together and let them spend time?"

My head shook, "Already doing that. I purposely left the house so they can for a couple of hours because Danielle and I are going to California with Vlad to his parents."

She whistled at sudden surprise, but hey, it's hard to talk about everything going on so much. She patted my hand with much admiration.

"The man may be clueless himself, but he earned it for months. You deserves him as much as he deserves you." She smiled.

I nodded, "Thanks. I'm hoping he'll pick it up quick because Fenton will be the last clue." I huffed and helped myself a second cookie.

Mrs. Taylor chuckled. We chatted a little about Danielle and oh crap! Mrs. Taylor figured out Vlad and I actually slept together about a week ago. I blushed furiously, but something was bothering her.

"Danny," She looked at my hand, "That's your eighth cookies. I know I always say help yourself, but I never seen you eat more than that."

I blinked, "Oh, I guess I must have been hungry." It didn't make sense, though, I had a huge breakfast and I was full for a while.

She nodded slowly, "How about some tea? I made peppermint tea."

For some reason, I felt the need of it immediately and I perked up a smile.

"Awesome! I could use a major stress reliever! Grandma, you definitely save the day!" Sometimes, it's nice for someone to be a normal grandma in a sense.

My grandparents were too keen on some other obsessions besides ghosts and that's call spirits and reading. They never got proper reading on me and thought I was straight. Unfortunately, I never was. She served tea for both of us and we relaxed a little before I go back home. I had plenty of time before six o'clock to meet up with Vlad and all. It was just going to be breathtaking week for me.

Okay, next chapter will be out later/next day.

Jazz: I assigned 30 patients to read 6 fanfic and-

*sighs* Jazz, you don't have your bachelor's degree yet.

Jazz: Neither do you.

*eyes rolled* Nosey fink

Jazz: *gasp* How did you know what my brother calls me?!

...readers, I better go before this gets ugly. Please reviews! :D