Thanks to Thunderstorm101, Em Phantom, kjikulu, Devianta, Fan-Fic-CC27, Gingerstar14, and Manyara for reviewing. I have decided about the revelation thing, but you won't find out this chapter, you'll have to wait.

Disclaimer: I don't own DP.

Cops and Action

Hours had passed, and Maddie had related the story of her kidnapping to the sleuth. They were just outside of Amity Park, in the police vehicle, and Adam had another question about his original case.

"Are you sure there haven't been any signs of your son since his disappearance?" he asked.

"Well, there was this one incident," Maddie admitted. Adam took his notebook out.

"Care to share?"

"Around noon, I heard his voice, as if he was running past me. He greeted me and asked me not to ground him until he got home. I turned to see him, but he wasn't there."

Adam's suspicions had been confirmed. Daniel Fenton was dead, and his ghost had come back. But why had he asked his mom what he had? Was he planning on staying? More importantly, how and what was he going to tell the kid's family?

"Thank you, Mrs. Fenton, I'll touch base with you later." He pulled the car up in front of the Fenton Works. "Oh, and Mrs. Fenton, I would suggest you and your family make other living arrangements until Masters is arrested, he is a threat to all of you." Maddie agreed, and went inside to gather her family.

"Jack! Jazz!" she called.

"Maddie! I got a phone call from the police department and they said you had been kidnaped by V-man!" Jack shouted, running to her and squeezing her in a huge hug.

"Jack, where's Jazz?"

"Let's see, I caught her and Danny's friends talking to the ghost boy. I scared him off. They left, saying something about going to see someone. They didn't say who. Then I got the phone call saying you were at Vlad's." Jack recalled.

"She was talking to the ghost boy?"

"I still think she's being overshadowed," Jack said.

"Never mind, we have to tell the detective," said Maddie heading to the phone.

Lloyd answered the phone. "Hello?" The lady on the other end started telling him about something. He made a mental note of it? "Yes, yes, will do, bye." He hung up and made a call of his own.

"Chief, the Fentons' daughter needs to be informed of her parents' location."

"Which is?"

"They're headed to Spittoon until the man who abducted their son is behind bars."

"I'll send men to cover it. Over and out."

Lloyd went back to the news about Jasmine interacting one of the suspects. Adam wasn't here, he'd have to research Phantom's file himself, but that was just procedure, he'd heard of his reputation.

Danny prepared himself for another one of Vlad's ectoblasts. It never came, instead sirens came, saying, 'intruder in the trophy room, intruder in the trophy room.' Danny saw a redhead peek in at Vlad, who started laughing.

"I should have known you'd bring someone else into this Daniel." He pulled out a black patterned cube, which Danny knew only to well. "I'll just leave you Fentons here and get back to you after I go get that person who tripped the alarm." The cube landed three inches from where Danny was floating, and soon the boy was trapped in its expanded version.

Danny thought fast, hoping he could buy his sister some time to escape. "So the Packers are more important to you than me foiling your schemes?"

"Yes!" snapped Vlad. "I mean no, I mean argh!"

Out in the hallway, the girls whispered, trying to form a Plan B. They broke apart and Jazz jumped into the ballroom.

"Sounds like someone's caught between a rock and a hard place," she said, edging in the general direction of the artwork that concealed the sample.

"Perhaps I am, Jasmine. And don't think I can't see what you're doing, but go ahead, I moved the sample anyway." He trapped her behind the painting and then flew through the doors. "Ah, Miss Samantha Manson," he addressed.

Sam scowled at the use of her full name. "How nice of you to attend," Plasmius continued. "Now be a good girl and join your friends. Where is your friend Tucker, perhaps he is the one who's in my trophy room?"

Sam narrowed her eyebrows. "I thought so, now in you go," he commented, tossing her on top of the chandelier. "Yes, it's a long way down, isn't it?" Laughing, he locked the trio in.