Danny stared out of the window to the plane that the investigating team were on. Clint wasn't very happy with both Coulson and himself as his actions had been made clear when Danny had tried talking to him. How was he supposed to control his powers when they were telling him whether or not someone had survived unnatural deaths? Or that power now he thought about it.

A hand on his shoulder brought him out of his musings as Phil took a seat next to him and said, "He's not happy with you either?"

"No, Agent Coulson," Danny answered, looking away from the clouds they were 'sitting' on and into the SHIELD agents face as he added, "He's not happy about anything at the moment."

"You got to know him well on your adventure together. Good thing too, he's been lonely for a while now."

"I'm a Halfa, Phil. I'm susceptible to emotions, especially good emotions, like happiness, excitement and everything positive. But I can sense negative emotion around me as well. I can't really explain it."

"And that power you mentioned?"

"Had that power for a few years. It came when I was rescuing victims caught in a fire a few years before you guys came to Amity. I can't really explain it, it came like an instinct the first time around." Danny answered, "Every power I have will mature soon as I hit fourteen in ghost years."

"Which is what in human years?" Phil couldn't stop the question coming out of his mouth as Danny gained a dark look about his face and returned to staring out of the window and down at the ground below, refusing to answer. Seeing the ghost boys reaction, Coulson nodded and stood, saying as he went away, "I'm sure that whatever age you'll be in human years, it can't be that bad."

"That's where you're wrong." Came the quiet whisper as he left the room and shut the door behind him, greeting one of his agents as he passed her.

'Cloud cover, blink, more cloud cover, blink, a portal opening, blink, more- wait, A portal opening?' Danny snapped to attention as the plane suddenly froze and his Ghost Sense went off, the unpleasant feeling shaking his body in shivers as he looked around and saw one of the few ghosts he wasn't hoping to meet while with SHIELD. Clockwork.

"I can see that this visit isn't anticipated, Young Phantom." Clockwork droned in his timeless voice. The Time Master was looking worried as he held a thermos in his hand, the other hold his ever present staff, the top of which held a clock face which was glowing slightly.

"I'm sixteen, Clockwork. Hardly a child anymore." Danny greeted, folding his arms and floating out of the seat, noting the medallion around his neck by the feel of the cool metal. Ignoring the neck jewellery, Danny looked around and smirked, saying, "Time Out going on? C'mon, Clockwork. Nearly everybody here knows about you being my guardian."

"Through circumstances that you alone prevented, Daniel. But that is not why I'm here."

"Then spill the beans," Danny answered, floating down and landing softly as Clockwork hesitated and brought out the thermos and threw it to the ghostly hero, who caught it, took one look at the busted mechanism's and threw it onto the floor, floating up with an ectoblast in his hand. His face contorted into a look of fear mixed with anger as he stared at the one thing that had held his evil future self, Dark Dan Phantom, prisoner.

"He's escaped? HOW?!" Danny shouted, looking up at the Time Ghost in front of him as he said, "Something broke through the Time/space Continuum, Daniel. He escaped through something in that one millisecond of time-freeze and has since been on the run from Walker and his goons."

"Walker? After Dark Dan?" Danny deadpanned, raising an eyebrow, "Why does that surprise me?"

"You're part of a group of teenage ghost hunters who just happen to know what'll happen to one of the members should they become an orphan? It's not hard to point out the facts of your lives, Daniel." Clockwork rhetorically answered, "As my protegé, you and your friends and family are protected. Dan, however, is not protected and, therefore, does not have the liberty to come and go out of the Ghost zone as he pleases, let alone have access to Medallions, one of which is around your neck."

"What do I tell Sam Tucker, Dani, Jazz and my parents?" Danny asked, floating away and putting a hand to his chin in thought as Clockwork sighed and answered as he floated closer to the ghost boy, "The truth, Daniel. You have to tell them the truth of what happened."

"But, how do I do that?" Danny asked, turning around sharply and saw, nothing, felt nothing around his neck and looked out of the window and saw that the portal was closing as the door opened and in came Kim and Ron, who baulked at the fierce look on the Avengers face as he looked round at them both, his eyes flashing, before he vanished in a puff of neon green smoke.

"What's gotten into him?" Kim asked, staring at the fading green smoke as Ron shrugged and said, "Must have seen that green thing in the sky just now and gone to check it out."

"He looked to pissed off for that, Ron." Kim answered, walking to a window and looking out at the barely-there portal and looked back at her friend as Clint came into the room and saw the two crime-fighting teens and asked, "Where's Danny?"

"Dunno. He just disappeared into a puff of green smoke, looking pissed off about something." Ron answered the arrow-shooting assassin as he nodded and turned to leave, muttering under his breath.

Amity Park

Sam was walking down the street when a puff of green smoke erupted in front of her. Recognising it as a ghostly teleportation, she readied her trusty wrist-blaster, given to her by the Fenton's, and pointed it at the appearing ghost. Only to stare as Danny stumbled, coughing, out of the cloud and looked at her, smiling before an angry look passed over his face.

"Danny? What are you doing back so soon?" She asked, "I thought you were helping that agency from two months ago."

"I was, and still am. I need Team Phantom and the Fentons at Fentonworks. There's... something I need to tell you all." He answered, flying off as a crowd began to gather. Confused, Sam pulled out her phone and pushed a speed dial, putting it to her ear as she began to push her way out of the small gathering.

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A head full of curls and I'm gonna get ready for college!

This actually came to me a few hours ago and needless to say I had to get it down asap! I apologise if this chapter seems a bit small to you. I only had a few hours to work on it and I think it looks great!

Actually, I was looking through the file of this story and I saw that I didn't have the next chapter down yet. So, I hope you like. Read, review and so what you guys do, and I'll see you in the next chapter!

A very curly Hermione Jean Burton is going to get ready for college and Othello. [UGH!]