Thanks for the reviews on the last chapter! Now time to get back to the reason I gave this story its title….


"Do you realize how creepy this is from my perspective?"

"Sam, you know I can't come out or my mom will know I've been overshadowing her."

"Still," Sam grumbled as Danny carefully tucked her into his bed, having finally finished wrapping up his friend's injuries. "You should take her back to the hospital."

"Okay. Are you going to be okay without me for a few minutes?"

Sam rolled her eyes. "I know you have at least a dozen anti-ghost weapons under your bed. What do you think?"

Danny grinned and waved goodbye as he phased through the wall. It was a short drive to the hospital, but absolutely terrifying for Danny, who had nearly no driving experience to his record. In the parking lot, he found it ironic how he had no problem driving a Specter Speeder at top speeds through the air, but found great difficulty in parallel parking. With all of the technology loaded into this vehicle, one would assume the Fentons would have installed a backing up camera. Then again, after the cell phone incident, Danny couldn't say he was surprised.

When he got up to the floor where his hospital room was located, he could see doctors and nurses running around in panic. Meanwhile, his dad was poring over some tracking device at the desk in his room.

"Maddie!" Jack exclaimed as Danny entered the room, just in time to see his dad typing in "Danny Phantom" into the tracking device.

"Da-I mean, Jack!" he said nervously, trying to pry the device from his dad's hands before it told him that Danny Phantom was hiding out in Maddie Fenton's body. "Uh, what are you doing?"

"Where have you been Maddie?" he asked, looking terribly confused.

"Uh, I was...talking to the doctors. They told me to let the ghost boy go. So uh, I did."

"What about the dissection we had planned for this afternoon?" his dad exclaimed, looking severely disappointed.

This is exactly why I'm still hiding from you guys, Danny thought sourly to himself, unable to believe his parents were going to try ripping him apart without his consent.

"It's fine, really," he lied shakily. Out of everyone he'd ever overshadowed, accurately portraying his mom was the most difficult task of all. Sensing that he had run out of options, Danny quickly exited his mom's body and invisibly flew away from the hospital. He'd deal with the consequences later. Right now, Sam needed him.

It took him slightly longer to fly home due to his still-recovering injuries, but it was still faster than panicking behind the wheel of an RV that he had no idea how to drive.

Sam was almost asleep when he arrived. He tried to remain as quiet as possible to let her rest, but she still noticed his arrival anyway.

"Much better," she said weakly at the sight of her friend back in his own body.

"How are you?" Danny asked, transforming and sitting next to her on his bed. He gently placed his hand on her forehead, checking for a fever, but her temperature was normal.

"I'm injured, not sick," Sam smiled softly. Danny blushed and immediately withdrew his hand.

"Right," he laughed nervously. "Well, I'm glad that's over with. I just wish I remembered what actually happened. It all seems fuzzy to me."

Sam paled. The reason Danny got hurt in the first place was because of the crowd of students firing questions at him while he was trying to concentrate on battling a ghost. All because of...

Sam gasped. Her website. She hadn't checked on it or updated it in how long? A week? Possibly more?

"Sam?" Danny looked concerned. "What's wrong?"

There was no way she could check it here. Not with Danny here. Not on his own computer. The project was due in less than two weeks and despite its popularity, she still had yet to fulfil the majority of the project's requirements.

"I'm fine," she lied to him for what felt like the millionth time that month. "Just…tired."

"As usual," he said quietly, still watching her suspiciously. "Why don't you just sleep here for a while and I'll take you home when you feel okay to travel?"

Sam nodded. Her mind was racing, so paying attention to what Danny was actually saying was difficult. She knew she had to delete that stupid site as soon as possible and start on a new one. Yes, it had been wildly successful beyond what she could have imagined, but it had nearly cost Danny his secret. He didn't deserve a major consequence like that to occur just because she made a huge mistake.

I'll delete it and he'll never see it, Sam promised herself. She'd probably fail the project, but it was worth it to protect her friendship with Danny.

She gave Danny a weak smile. "Sounds good."

He smiled back and went to his computer to let her doze off for a while. No new IM's since his last log in- not like anyone besides his friends ever wanted to talk to him anyway- but his homepage had some interesting news about him.

"Danny Phantom- Authorized Outpatient or Escapee?"

"Everything You Need to Know about Amity Park Hero's Family"

"Danielle Phantom- Who IS the Father?"

"Danny Phantom- Where is he now?"

Danny clicked on some of the articles and browsed through. It was always fun to read what rumors were cropping up about him this time. At the bottom of one of the articles, however, he found an interesting link.

"Danny Phantom dot com?" he whispered aloud. Somehow this sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where from. He clicked on it.

His eyes widened as he took in the site. Thousands of members, dozens of forum posts and discussions: all about him. There was even an "info section" with disturbingly accurate facts about him. What crazed fan could possibly know this much about him? The more he read on, the more numb his entire body felt. This was bad.

"Uh, Sam? I think we have a problem."


Muahahaha. I'll try to update soon, but lately oneshot ideas have been plaguing me like flies! Reviews are appreciated, as always! ;)