A/N: Hey, guys! Sorry about the wait, I was in Illinois for a week visiting relatives, then I had to see my friend before she went back to Florida, then I had to separate my gerbils because we found out one was a boy and the other was a girl, then we went shopping for gerbil stuff, then I had the 4-H Fair, and my boy gerbil won grand champion both days (YAY-ness!), so, here we go! By the way, I've changed the previous chapters so they come after Reign Storm, which totally rocked by the way! So here comes the story! But first………

REVIEW RESPONSES!

Grey Raven North: nope, sorry! Check back to my last chapter and reread the ring tone I put at the end. (It was in the chappy, too) Nice try, and thanx!

purrbaby101: okay, but, just to let you know, there is slight language in that show. You're welcome! Yes, she does! Only problem is, will she tell Don? And, will he believe her? No, sorry. Check last chapter again! Thanx, I will!

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"That's great, guys!" Danny exclaimed into his cellphone. He covered the mouthpiece and asked Charlie, "Can they come over for a while?"

"Sure," the genius replied.

Danny uncovered the mouthpiece and nearly screamed, "You guys can come over here!"

"Cool!" Sam and Tuck said over their own cellphones. "We'll be there in a bit!" With that, all three promptly hung up. Danny turned back to his other problem. "WHAT CAN WE DO, WULF?" he said aloud as he signed it to his big, furry friend, the only way they could really understand each other.

"RUN," Wulf signed back.

Danny sighed. "I CAN'T DO THAT, WULF, AND YOU KNOW IT."

"WULF NO OTHER IDEAS."

"Uh, Danny?" Jazz began cautiously.

"Not now, Jazz!" Danny snapped back. His attention turned back to the ghost, "HOW ABOUT WE FIGHT WALKER?"

"WULF NO FIGHT; WALKER TAKE WULF POWERS."

"Danny?" Jazz tried again.

"Not now!"

"WULF WANT HELP FRIEND."

"Danny, I've got—"

"Jazz, now's not the time!"

"WULF THINKS FRIEND LISTEN GIRL."

"Oh, fine. What is it, Jazz?"

"I have an idea."

"Why didn't you say so sooner?"

"I tried to, but you wouldn't let me!"

"Oh."

"Anyway, here's my plan…"

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A little later, with Sam, Tuck, and Terry. (around 2 PM)

"What do you mean, we can't go?" Sam and Tuck yelled at Terry.

"Don said no one's allowed to leave the hotel until he himself dismisses them," the FBI Agent said.

"That's not fair!" Sam screamed.

"It is too fair!" Terry shouted back. "The only way you're leaving is if Don—"

" 'If Don' what?" Don asked as he walked over.

"Hey, Don. As I was saying, the only way you're leaving is if Don says you can!"

"Where do you want to go?" Don asked the teenagers.

"Charlie's house," both answered immediately.

"No. Sorry, but, last I checked, Charlie and Fenton were still asleep and Jazz was making sure they stayed that way."

"But we just talked with Danny!" Sam said.

"Sorry; you're staying here."

"Don, about my phone call—" Terry began.

"What about it?" Sam and Tuck exchanged a nervous look.

"I didn't get to finish saying that—"

"Oh, look at the time!" Sam interrupted. "It's past lunch time! I'm hungry, aren't you hungry?"

"Not real—oof!—I mean, yeah, I'm hungry!" Tuck said as Sam elbowed him in the stomach. "In fact, I'm sooo hungry, my stomach hurts!"

"Oookay. What do you want to eat?" Don asked.

"Vegetarian."

"Meat, and kinda meat."

"This is gonna take a while…"

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Several hours later (6:00) with Danny, Jazz, Wulf, and Charlie.

As Sam and Tuck's argument finally came to a close, Jazz finished telling the others her plan. Charlie and Wulf thought it was great. Danny, however, had some doubts.

"Sorry, Jazz, I just don't think Walker will fall for that," he said.

"Just try it!" she replied. "And if it doesn't work, we can wing it."

"Okayyy…" Danny walked over to the bed and lay down, pulling the covers over his head. Wulf grabbed Jazz and Charlie, turning them invisible as he pulled them against the wall. They waited there for about an hour until Walker flew in through the window, followed by several guards.

"Should we look for the dimension-hopper?" Bullet, one of the top guards, asked.

"No," Walker answered. "The punk's highest priority."

"But, sir, I thought you were going to let the punk off?"

"That's what he thinks." They continued to look around, until they finally came to the bed. Noticing the lump, Walker pulled off the blankets, revealing a sleeping, twitching Danny. Walker smiled, "Looks like we found him."

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Dream sequence.

"I see you've realized that you can't escape these 'dreams'." Zapley laughed maniacally. Danny growled as the teen Marty and a teenaged girl with blonde hair and gray eyes appeared next to him. He recognized the girl as Lizzy Bowman.

Don't worry, Lizzy said as Danny opened his mouth, Marty told me already. She smiled, and the scene changed to a bedroom where a man was about to go to bed. In the now-familiar blue smoke, Zapley appeared. This time, he kept it short. He came, he laughed, and he—chopped the guy's head off.

So, who's next? Lizzy asked.

"Three down, seven to go. Prof. Simons is next," Zapley said as the room began fading to black.

That answers my question, Lizzy said.

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End dream sequence. Meanwhile.

"NOW!" Jazz yelled. Wulf became visible, along with Charlie and Jazz. Walker and his guards turned to them in time to get sucked into a Fenton Thermos. Danny jerked awake, screaming. Charlie stared at him intently. Danny was shaking visibly.

"We're too late, aren't we?"

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A/N: There ya go! Tell me what you think!