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Chapter 10

"Thanks for those kind words Jazz. You are what makes me complete," Spectra said.

Just as quickly as that touching moment started, it was abruptly ended by a knocking at the door. Jazz figured it was best if Penelope stayed in her room in case it was her parents.

"Stay here Penelope. If its Danny then you can come out, if it's my parents I feel as though I should explain the circumstances then have you meet them. Is that ok?"

"It's fine. If it is Danny, perhaps a small intervention is in order..."

Jazz gave a small nod and left to get the door.

"Oh hey Danny. Have fun at Sam's?"

"It was a typical gaming weekend. Some wins, losses, but all in fun...and some bragging rights..."

"Good to hear. Hey, can you come up to my room for a few minutes?"

"Uhh...sure..."

"Oh and Danny...do me favor. Get rid of your pictures of Paulina. Long story short, I was looking for a box all over the house, chanced on it being in your closet, found your Photoshopped images of Paulina and they're...disturbing. I'm not judging you, or showing the pictures to mom and dad. So please Danny, don't make any more of those. They're very creepy to say the least."

"You were in my closet?"

"Danny, just drop it. If mom went though your closet and found them, you'd be sent off to a psychiatrist."

"Fine."

"Good. Now let's go to my room, there's someone I want you to meet."

Jazz led the way to the bedroom, hoping Penelope had concealed the closet's contents.

"Danny, this is my friend Penelope. Penelope, this is my younger brother Danny."

"Hey Danny! Its nice to meet you. I've heard some great things about you. I think we should get along great."

"Uh, hey Penelope. It's nice to meet you also...I think...haven't we met before?"

"I've been told I resemble my aunt, Dr. Penelope Spectra. She was a therapist at your high school for the past week I believe."

"Oh. Yeah you two look really similar. You sound like her too."

"I never really noticed that. But your voice always sounds different when you're hearing it as you speak I guess."

"Yeah. So do you live around here?"

"Well...Jazz and I needed to talk to your parents about that. You see...I'm essentially homeless. I heard my aunt say about how great the area is, amazing sights, friendly people, and I wanted to live here. I was supposed to live with her, but she was called away due to requests for her services. So I have no place to live. I wanted to talk your parents into letting me stay here for a while."

"And you think they'll let you stay why exactly?"

"Penelope has quite an extensive knowledge of psychology herself and a letter of recommendation from her aunt might be good for my future. Essentially if we let her stay here, my future plans of becoming a therapist with a doctorate degree from the University of Wisconsin would be cemented."

Danny rolled his eyes. Of course his parents would see Jazz's argument was entirely valid.

"Whatever. I'm gonna go relax in my room for a while," Danny said, leaving for his room.

Jazz stood up and shut her room's door.

"Did you talk to him?"

"Yeah. I think I got the point across to home that what he was doing with the pictures was just unsettling."

"An obsession like that could lead to him stalking her, and if his obsession is bad enough...rape. He's got ghost powers, spying on her would be easy enough as is. That's another thing you should talk to him about..."

"His ghost half? I'm not sure. He didn't include me in his current inner circle of knowledge."

"Jazz, you need to reach out to him. Otherwise you two will drift farther and farther apart. This might annoy him, but he won't mind you knowing since there's no need for you to interfere with his ghost hunting."

"Why wouldn't I help him?"

"Bertrand said he's a tough kid. If you try to force yourself into the mix, he will want you out of the way. Besides...I can think of one person you'd like to spend a night with more," Penelope said, giving Jazz a sly smile. Jazz blushed and smiled in return.

"But bring it up some other day, one where you and him can spend time together and talk about it. Your parents might interrupt you today."

"DANNY! JAZZ! WE'RE HOME!" Maddie Fenton yelled from the front door. Jack was getting the suitcases from the car.

"Looks like my parents are back, let's get the introductions over with..." Jazz said as she started downstairs.

"Hey mom, hey dad, how was the trip?"

"Average...they didn't take ghost hunting seriously again. Next year will be our year when we unveil our invention to turn ghosts into their living forms," Maddie said.

"Better luck next year. By the way I have a matter we need to discuss," Jazz said.

"What's that Jazz?" her father asked, stepping into the house with multiple suitcases under his arms.

"Well you see...remember that therapist who was the school last week?"

"The one you job shadowed? Yes," Maddie said.

"Well she has a niece and asked if she could stay with us for a while. Miss Spectra had to leave town but her niece wanted to attend a normal high school, she was home schooled all her life. I said yes because I thought having a connection to Miss Spectra for any help I might need in the future would be a smart plan. Do you guys mind if she stays here? She was given money for rent and expenses."

"Well...I suppose...Jack, what do you think?"

"Hm...well it's never a bad thing to have a connection to someone with a doctorate. Sure why not? Besides, Jazz finally has a friend to hang out with like Danny does with Sam and Tucker!"

Jazz just gave a disappointed stare at her father. He just assumed she had no friends. She had friends...well more like casual acquaintances.

"Yeah...so she can stay with us?" Jazz said changing the subject of friends.

"Sure Jazz. Where is she anyway?"

"One sec. PENELOPE!"

Penelope appeared at the top of the steps, ready to meet her lover's parents who now are taking her in. She proceeded down to get to know them.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Fenton. It's great to finally meet you two. I take it Jazz informed you of my situation?"

"Yes she did. And after some consideration...you can stay here," Maddie said.

"Thanks!" Penelope exclaimed, giving Maddie a hug, then gave Jack one.

"Penelope, was it? What's your last name?" Maddie said.

"Spectra. I was named after my aunt."

"I see. You just looked familiar was all."

"Danny said the same thing," Penelope said.

"Ah so you've met him already. I hope you two get along," Jack said.

"Don't worry Mr. Fenton. Danny and I got along great."

"Great to hear! Now Maddie, which of these suitcases had my fudge in it again?"

Penelope and Jazz seemed to roll their eyes in unison, starting to head up the stairs as Jack begun rifling through the bags. They reached Jazz's room and shut the door behind them.

"Thanks Jazz!" exclaimed a very excited Penelope, as she grabbed Jazz in a powerful embrace.

"No problem. But for what?"

"For asking your parents to let me live here. I really don't know where I'd go if they said no," Spectra said, her eyes beginning to water at the thought of being rejected, then homeless.

"It was no trouble Penelope, really. Hey do you think my mom was onto you?"

"It was hard to tell. She was very smart and observant, but I look younger now than I back then. But we don't want this to be a dead giveaway, so let's just keep our hugs and kisses to a 'behind closed doors' thing,"

"I was thinking the same thing. Oh well...guess we'll have to study hard and play harder," Jazz said with a wink.

"Feeling a bit more confident now, I see. I love seeing this side of you."

"That reminds me...there's something I've been meaning to ask you."

"Yes Jazz?"

"Well last night...just as you climaxed...I noticed you squirt. I didn't know women could do that and wanted to know more about it."

"Well I can't say I know that much about it really. I believe all women can do it, I'm not all that sure what sets it off either. But it's something Kitty might be able to teach you how to do, she made me do it for the first time and it was fantastic!"

"Sounds like a good way to spend a Saturday night then. Now I can't wait for the weekend!"

Meanwhile...

When she heard the door to Jazz's room, Maddie voiced a concern to her husband.

"Jack, didn't Penelope look familiar to you?"

"I...uh...well...maybe..."

"Even her name sounds familiar...Penelope Spectra. But that girl looked about sixteen, and she's new in town. There's no way we met before."

"Maybe you met her mother, or this aunt she spoke of."

"Maybe. I'm just starting to get this awkward feeling when I see her."

"I'm sure it's nothing hon. Ask her a few questions about where she lived, who her parents were. You might find a connection there."

"Good idea Jack, here's a cookie."

"Bonzai!"

Maddie didn't really pay attention to Jack's over eagerness for a cookie, she could only think about where she knew that girl from.

'I've been to Casper High plenty of times, so not from there. I know the kids from around here. My sister has no neighbors. The conventions are for adults only. Perhaps she just really resembles her mother. But who is her mother?' Maddie thought to herself.

"Jack move the suitcases up to the bedroom. I'll go start making something for dinner."

"Can do Mads!"

As she began making a dinner, simply putting a pre-made pizza in the oven, she began formulating questions to ask the new girl. She had run into people she she thought she knew, but none of them created this sense that something was amiss.

Back in Jazz's room...

"Do you think she recognized me?"

"She definitely knows you from somewhere. I don't think she'll catch on though. But keep up the general story and she should be decently satisfied."

"Just curious...what do you think will happen when she finds out about us, especially me. I don't think she'll be exactly accepting of the fact her daughter is in a same sex relationship with her ex girlfriend from college, who committed suicide, returned as a ghost, and used her experimental serum to change from a ghost into a human."

"Honestly...I'm not sure. I'd hope my mom would be understanding of our relationship, possibly even support it. My dad...he'd follow my mom's lead. As for your past, that's something I'm not sure we should tell anyone under any circumstances. My parents would dissect you in human form if they found out you were a ghost. Even my mother who would know who you were..."

Penelope looked at her in shock. They'd be willing to kill a human just to understand the ghost half? It was official, they could never know.

"Hate to change the subject, but how did hiding the box go?" Jazz said, walking over to the closet.

"Well I didn't exactly have time to fix it up..."

Looking over Penelope's handiwork, she saw the box in place, along with the wall, but the seams were visible. It looked like someone cut away a section of the wall to hide something. A job for later tonight.

"We'll need to find some glue, and maybe some paint," Jazz said.

"That reminds me, what do I need for school tomorrow? Might as well get ready now."

"Really just a book bag, a notebook, and some pencils. That's what Danny uses on a regular basis, and what I have extra stored in case I need it."

"Smart, pretty, and prepared. Looks like I found the right person to love."

"KID'S, DINNER'S READY!" Maddie yelled up the stairs.

"Come on Penelope, looks like we have a dinner to get to. And chances are my parents will have a lot of questions for you."

"I'm ready as I'll ever be. After you..."

End Chapter 10

Faster update time...mainly due to chapter 9 originally being 20 pages long with numerous variations on some circumstances. Decided they weren't interesting at all.

And yes, the Fenton's I feel would be that cruel. Watching some reruns at 4am, a quote from Secret Weapons (Maddie referring to ghost's in pain due to the Ecto Converter engine), "Oh honey, now you know we don't care about that." Eh, close enough. You get the point, if it means they can further their research they'll do anything to ghosts.

Thanks for reading and check back for another chapter.