DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Teen Titans, or Danny Phantom. I do, however, own Liz.

Sup peeps! Happy two days after Halloween! Hope you got as much candy as I did! :D

So, I bet you've been wondering how our favorite ghost boy has been doing. Is he dead, is he alive? (Teachnically, he's both)

Well, TODAY YOU GET TO FIND OUT! YAY! Be happy. Took me 4 hours to edit and fix. 5 really, but that's because I messed my wrist up playing video games, and have a brace thing on it for a few days. Messes up my typing ability.

ANYWAY!

This chapter is dedicated to...

ITSTHECXC!

Their comment: I'm really lovin this story..Can't wait for the next chapter

HERE'S YOU COOKIE (::) AND HERE'S THE CHAPPIE!

This chapter's shout out goes to...

DEMIGOD PHANTOM!

Their comment:You are EVIL my God whyyyyyyyyyyy when I red the part with robin saying no WAS like giving Bird like fuk dat bich cuz I was like GO SAVE THEM GOOOOOOOO and then when star hit him I was like KARMA BICHES KARM KARMAAAAAAAAA! Anyways you lady is evil also I love that song boss thx for suggesting it and what happens if I call that number?

Actually, IDK what would happen if you called that number... You should try and be all like " Is this the Guys In White?" If they said yes, I would DIE LAUGHING! And yeah, Robin's being stubborn. I wanted to jump into the story and hit him to. Why do I do this to my people!?

Oh yeah, cuz it's fun! :) Here's your cookie! (::)

WARNING: Like, three times I had to stop writing and shout "DANNY, I'm SO SORRY! REMEMBER, I LOVE YOU!" To the heavens to avoid hitting myself with a shovel.

ANYWAY, here be next chapter!

"Uhg." Beast Boy groaned. "The girls have better not find the ball before us!"

Cyborg nodded in agreement. "I know. They'll never let us hear the end of it if we have to do double chores for the next three weeks."

I barley paid attention. I was to busy thinking about a way to sneak away, find Liz, and escape. And I had to pretend to look for the football.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a twig snapping. It hadn't been any of the titan boys either. I peered into the densely packed trees trying to see who it was.

An adoring Fan?

A reporter?

An animal?

I saw a glimpse of something white.

A Guys in White agent?

I didn't have time to register the thought before something cold and sharp pricked my neck.

Oh crap.

"Guys-" I could already feel the affects of whatever hit me set in.

"Yeah Da- Danny!?"

BB ran over to me, the other titans hot on his heels.

I don't remember falling, but one minute I was standing and the next, a face full of dirt grass and leaves. 5 Robins swirled above me.

"Danny! Danny what happened?" They asked.

I couldn't answer. My entire body was numb, and my eyes were feeling heavy.

I felt the cold thing leave my neck and saw Cyborg hold it up.

"A dart?! But who would attack us? Or him actually."

I'll tell you who. The guys that had their logo on the side of the dart.

The Guys In White.

No sooner had I thought it, than one such agent walked out from the trees.

"Oh my, he doesn't look to good."

"Who are you?" Robin asked suspiciously.

"I'm a paramedic that was just walking past. You know, the guys and I brought the van with us on the picnic we're on... What me to take him to the hospital for you?"

I blacked out before I could protest.

"Ow..." I muttered as my face slammed into something hard and cold. I blinked a few times so my eyes could adjust to the pitch black of wherever I was.

When they had, I was to scared to breath. I was in the back of a truck. Not just any truck. No, this truck, or van actually, I knew. I'd been here before. In real life, and in nightmares. I'd relived waking up here the first time in the middle of the night to many times to count.

I was bound and gagged in the back of the Guys in White van.

Dear God help me.

But wait... If they had me, had they gotten Liz too?

My answer came in the form of a speed bump.

My head whipped back at the sudden motion of the van, and hit the wall. And something- someone- came rolling towards me.

"IIZ!"

I yelled best I could through the gag.

It was her. She was motionless in front of me, an unidentified wound in her side bleeding enough to have her ecto plasmic blood slightly illuminate her form. It took a second, but it suddenly clicked as to what was wrong with her.

She'd been shot.

Anger flooded my every nerve.

How dare they? How could they?

Suddenly, we stopped. The back door opened, and I was momentarily blinded.

"Oh good. You're awake." K didn't sound happy about it as he pulled the gag away.

"Why do I have to carry her?" J complained. "She'll get my suite bloody."

An agent I didn't recognize stepped forward. "Deal with it. K knocked ghost boy out, and I dealt with the girl. Your turn."

"You shot her!?"

They looked at me like they'd forgotten I was sitting right there, scared out of my mind, and pissed off enough to kill them then and there.

"Yes. I did. Quite a sight too. Actually got a tear from her! Of course, we had to take care of those silly titan girls-"

"What did you do to them?"

O laughed. "What do you care? They're the ones who turned you in."

It felt like my blood had turned to ice.

"No... no, you're lying. They wouldn't-"

"Why wouldn't they?" J rolled his eyes. "You are both criminals. We've known where you were for weeks. Almost a month. Did you really think you'd be able to hide forever?"

I swallowed. This wasn't a dream. I was caught. Liz was shot. We were as good as dead.

"We're wasting time." K spat. "Up."

I looked at him. "I kinda have my writs bound to the floor genius."

K grabbed my arm and pulled, hard.

"OW! What part of bound to the floor did you not understand?"

He pulled a key out of his pocket in response. Before he let me up, he dragged Liz out.

"J."

J clearly didn't like it, but he picked Liz up and walked towards the building. The building that is in Amity Park.

Across the country.

"How long was I out?!" I asked, not really expecting an answer.

"A day." K monotoned.

As soon as my handcuffs weren't stuck to the floor, O shoved me out. Face-planting on gravel stings, just for those lucky people who have not had the experience.

"Move." The ordered me.

"And If you try anything." K hissed, leaning closer. "You will feel more pain then you thought possible."

My eyes widened. I knew he wasn't bluffing.

"You have Liz. Why would I do anything with out her?" I questioned.

Big mistake.

My handcuffs vibrated in an uncomfortable way. Soon, it went from uncomfortable to painful. Like I was getting pricked by thousands of tiny thorns. I winced, and it stopped.

"A mere fraction of what those can do." O smiled, which looked more like a grimace. "Don't make us mad. If you make us mad, you make those mad. Make those mad, and I doubt you will ever be able to use your hands again."

K grabbed me roughly around the neck, and lead me in.

The place had changed since I was trapped there last. There were more security cameras, agents patrolling everywhere, much more technology, and a nice looking lounge area.

At first, I tried keeping track of where we were going, but it was hopeless. When the Guys finally stopped at what I assumed was my cell, I felt like I had just walked from here to Jump.

"We have both audio and video surveillance here." K explained, opening the door. "We will be able to see and hear everything you do. Get out of hand, and you will be punished. You will be escorted only to tests and back again. You won't be going anywhere else. Try anything to escape on these escorts, and there will be consequences. Do anything we don't like, and you will be punished."

The door slide open and I was shoved inside. Liz was in a heap on the floor.

O reached out and yanked my arms towards him. He unlocked the handcuffs and pushed me away.

"These will be put on while you are outside this cell. Your first test will be at 3PM. Have fun now!"

The door shut, and I was stuck in darkness.

It suddenly sunk in just where I was.

I was in a holding cell at the GIW HQ.

Liz was shot.

The Titans had handed us over.

I was alone.

I was screwed.

And most of all, I was terrified.

I felt sick suddenly, and sat down hard on the floor, my hand over my mouth. I'm not sure if it was to keep myself from throwing up, screaming, or flat out crying.

My cell was small. Bigger than the one I'd been in two years ago, but still small. If I stretched out all the way, I'd have to bend my knees to stay flat. The ceiling was high though. Either that, or it was to dark to see.

I looked at Liz. My chest tightened.

Oh my God.

She was shot.

I scrambled over to her and checked for a pulse. I wanted to jump for joy when I found one. Not the strongest, but still there. Kneeling down, I assessed the damage. I'm no doctor, but I was still sure she was in trouble.

I wasn't going to do anything like rip her shirt away or anything to see, so I had to focus on what I saw. She was still wearing one of Stars outfits', so I could see some of her side at least. It looked like she'd been hit right beneath the ribs. Scarily close to her rib cage actually.

From what I could tell (Which wasn't much) it looked like the bleeding had slowed. You'd think that would be comforting, but it wasn't. It was still a steady stream of blood. If that was slower, I hated to imagine what faster had been like.

What do you do when someone's shot and there's no medical help?

In movies, the hero just wrapped a strip of cloth or bandage around the wound, and they were fine. But this wasn't a movie. I couldn't just pause everything and think of a solution.

Pressure. To slow the bleeding.

OK... Pressure. How do I do that?

I put my head in my hands to block out reality. This could not be happening. I could not go from sleeping on a couch with Liz, in the titan tower, to this in just a day... could I?

Truth was? I could. And I did. Not just now, but the first time this happened. How had I even survived that? I though back to that day, two years ago.

-Flashback-

"Will you calm down?" Liz snapped as I paced in front of her.

"Are you crazy!? They caught us. They kidnapped us. You saw what happened! We're going to die here. Oh my God. They're going to kill us! They're going to experiment on us and cut us open and hurt us and-"

"DANNY!"

"What?!"

Liz sighed and stood up, walking over to me.

"Look at me."

I couldn't keep my eyes off the walls, which seemed to be closing in. She put one hand on either side of my face to keep my eyes on hers.

"That's better. Now listen. Take a deep breath."

I tried, but I was to panicked to do it right. It sounded more like hyperventilating.

"Danny!" Liz put her right hand on my chest, and kept her left on my cheek. "We'll do it together. You're panicking. Just think, 'in and out'."

She inhaled deeply, then exhaled. Then she did it again.

"See? You can do it. Come one. In and out."

It took a while, but she got me to calm down slightly.

"OK. That's better. Sit down."

"You want me to just sit down at a time like this?!"

"Yes." She grabbed my hand, and we sat together on our prison bench.

"Liz," I practically whimpered. "What do we do?!"

She looked at me, and for the first time in all the time I'd known her, I saw fear written all over her face.

"I don't know. We aren't going to get out of here, at least not without a plan."

"So... how do we make a plan?"

She frowned and looked at the ceiling. She's never admitted to it, but I swear there were tears in her eyes.

"We um... we have to know where the exits are," She looked at me. "C'mon Mr. Action Movie, what else?"

I thought about it for a second. "We uh... we'll have to know where guards are?"

She smiled and nodded. "Right! OK, so the guard posts..."

"And what's outside. If we get out on a side that's closed in, then we're trapped. If we got out towards the streets, they can chase us with a car. What else is around this place?"

"Aren't there woods close to here?"

I nodded. "So we have to find an exit close to there. How do we do all that?"

Liz fell forwards and hugged me, gripping me like I was her life line. "I don't know!" She sounded tearful. "I don't know Danny. For once I don't know, and, and... it scares me."

Surprised, I hugged her back. This wasn't the first time I'd hugged her, but this time it didn't feel awkward. It felt... right.

"Hey... hey it's OK." I tried to reassure her. "We'll figure out a way. Together."

Liz leaned back far enough to look at me, nodding. "As long as we stay together."

-end Flashback-

I opened my eyes. I needed a plan.

OK, OK, OK... plan..plan..plan..

My mind was blank. I was just to freaking scared to think straight. In truth, I was panicking. The same way I had when I was 14. But this time, there was no Liz, no 'together', no hope.

There had to be a way out, there just had to be! I tried pulling the door, but it wouldn't move a millimeter. I pounded it with my fists, I slammed into it with my shoulder. Nothing worked. I even went ghost and tried to walk out using intangibility. Yes, that's how stupid I can get when panicking. I will be in an anti-ghost facility, and go ghost.

Go on, say it. I'm an idiot.

"That won't work you know." an agent said over an intercom.

"LET ME OUT!" I shouted desperately.

"Awe, is the ghost boy afraid of the dark?" he taunted.

I couldn't breath. My heart was pounding a million miles a minute, I was practically hyperventilating.

Deep breaths Danny.

My brain couldn't seem to control my body. My chest still pumped up and down. I was beginning to feel light headed.

DANNY! It won't do any good for you to make yourself blackout. Breath. Like Liz taught you.

I took a deep breath and held it for a while before letting it out.

That's right Daniel. Slowly. One breath at a time. Let yourself calm down.

A minute later, I was able to breath normally. I was not the main concern here, Liz was.

Pressure Danny. Like you thought earlier.

Don't give me that look. Yeah, reader. I know you're looking at me like I'm crazy- talking to myself like that. I was the only company I had besides an unconscious girl. Sue me.

I pulled Liz close to me, and pressed my palm onto the sight.

Yes, it was gross.

I couldn't look at it to closely, and I couldn't think to much about what I was doing, or else I was sure I would vomit.

So I looked at her face. I imagined her eyes when they were open, looking at the world in that way she does- ready for anything, scared of nothing. Not a thing like me.

My mind drifted to favorite memories with her, before the Guys in white, time while running away, even small things that had happened in the past month.

The time we'd been fighting Undergrowth and got our element powers. I thought she'd been possessed with Tucker and Sam, so I ran away to the ghost zone. But my newly found ice powers froze me. Luckily, Frostbite found me. When I'd woken up, I was in my underwear in an anti-freezing chamber or something.

At first, I thought myself to be alone-ish. But no. Liz was there. Her new flame powers had disintegrated Undergrowth's vines, and she'd come to find me. But she's gotten too cold, and Frostbite had decided to defrost her too.

Frostbite has to have everything in order, clothes included. So when we saw that both our uniforms had burs, we'd washed them. So yes, she was just as exposed as I was. I still remember what she'd had on; purple sports bra, neon pink boy shorts.

That doesn't make me a stalker, right?

(A/N: yeah Danny, it kinda does. But Liz didn't forget that day either ;))

My eyes were beginning to feel heavy (How could I even think about sleeping?!) when the door slide open.

"Well? We haven't got all day ghost boy. Stand up!"

My jaw fell open. The person talking was a.. a woman!

"who-"

"Agent M of the Gals In White program. You'll meet E, G and Z possibly. But all at a later time. For you, you have an experiment to go to."

As she stalked into the room, her white skirt fluttered a little. "Come on! Don't make me late. These heels were made for kicking, and so were these legs. Don't make me use them."

"M," another voice scolded. Another woman walked in.

Unlike M (Who was a redhead), this woman was blond. M looked mean, and truly ready to kick my butt, but this new girl looked a lot nicer.

"He's scared."

"Don't be so soft hearted E." M complained. "You know what he's done."

"Yes, I do. But just look at him. If that's not his scared face, I don't know what is!" She knelt down next to me, and I felt my heart race. My muscles tensed, ready for her to hit me, or kick me, or somehow try to hurt me.

"Calm down." E slowly pulled the handcuffs from behind her back. "May I see you hands please?"

I could feel how wide my eyes were, but I still held my arms out and let her lock the cuffs.

"OK, now we're just going-"

"Who cares?" M interrupted.

She bent down and grabbed my hair, and pulled me up.

"Ow!" I protested.

"M," E said warningly. "He's going to get plenty hurt in the experiments. Don't make it worse."

M released me but pushed me forward. "Move it, kid."

The two locked the door behind me (what did they think Liz was going to do? Escape?) and walked me down to many hallways to count.

"How is this place so big?" I thought out loud. "I mean, you guys specialize with ghosts, how can you have a use for so much space?"

"Most of it is office space," E explained. "And rooms made for you and the girl."

"Made for us?"

M snickered. "Yeah, made for you. You two changed a lot of things around here. Scientists have been bringing us all sorts of new tech to try out on you. Ya know, does this hurt? can you break this? Can this kinda stuff affect specter activity? The boys have been dying to have you play with the new toys."

I gulped. "S-so where are you taking me right now?"

"Blood work... and there are some questions they want answered. And of course two years of punishment to cram into a day or two." She smiled wickedly.

"M, cut it out!" E snapped.

"Why do you keep sticking up for him?" M scowled.

"I know that he's been accused of bad things. I believe in most of them myself-" E began. "But that's not why he's here. If that was why, he'd be in jail instead. I just think it's cruel to do all this to a 16 year old kid! Not saying he doesn't deserve it, but he doesn't even get an explanation. Doesn't know why he's doing anything."

"I'm doing it because I don't have a choice." I muttered.

M shoved me and I fell on my butt.

"That's right. Now get up before we're late. Lateness will not be tolerated."

"Nothing will." I grumbled as I stood.

After another minute of walking, we stopped in front of a huge door.

"May I formally welcome you back to the Guys In White Headquarters!" A voice said cheerfully. A voice that I knew all to well.

Her voice had haunted my dreams.

My nightmares.

My visions.

My memories.

"Forever." a second voice concluded. The door opened to reveal the speakers.

Tucker and Sam.

"Danny!" Sam smiled and walked towards me, arms outstretched like she was going to hug me.

"It's been a while." She got closer. "Two years to be precise."

I shuddered, remembering Dark Dan (My future self) saying that exact same thing.

I tried to back away, but the door had closed. No way out.

Sam had changed since we were 14. Her bangs were cut the same, but her hair reached down to her waist. She had on a pure black tee-shirt, with a black and purple striped long sleeve shirt underneath. Her jeans were black, and so were her sneakers. A purple choker that matched both her lipstick and her eyes was around her neck. Purple plastic spiders dangled from her ears.

Tucker had changed too. He no longer had his hat or glasses. He'd gotten taller and more muscular. Puberty. It had changed me, and him. God, HIGHSCHOOL WAS RIGHT!

He wore a yellow tee-shirt and green kakai shorts. Same color scheme as his 14 year old self.

He's replaced his glasses with contacts. His hair was still cut short.

Truthfully, he looked like some cool collage guy, not the geeky guy I was best friends with.

Sam walked over, arms out stretched. She wasn't going to hug me...

Or maybe not...

"So... good to see you again Danny!" Her voice sounded like venom.

"Uh..."

"Tounge tied to see your old girlfriend?" Tucker snickered.

"She was never my girlfriend." I hissed.

Sam looked offended. Faker.

"Danny, don't you remember the 'fake out make outs'? The late nights studying-"

I was suddenly very happy Liz wasn't here.

"The-" She tried to continue, but I cut her off.

"The betrayal, the pain, the nights that seemed to last years?" I almost laughed. "Yeah. How could I ever forget that?"

"Watch your mouth, or you just might find some poison being slipped into your food." Tucker snarled.

"Like you're going to feed me."

Sam unlocked my hand cuffs, and inspected my wrists. Like she cared.

"Looks like you already did something wrong." She teased.

A thin circle of red was around m wrist, like a bracelet. So I had been pricked by the cuffs! Well in that case; ow.

"Weren't there supposed to be two ghosts?" Tucker asked. It sounded innocent enough, but I knew he knew what had happened.

"Oh she's just a little busy, dying because of you!" I snapped.

"What a shame." Sam monotoned.

She grabbed my shoulder with a grip that seemed way to strong to be hers. She shoved my onto a vertical table and fastened me in. The restraints were around both writs ankles, and my waist.

"Just so you know, you won't be escaping again." Sam smiled at me.

"And as for Liz.." Tucker said without looking up from the computer screen he was staring at. "Well, I know what was on the bullet.

I pulled on the restraints. I had to get out. I had to get away. Find help, hide forever, do something!

"Awe. I the big bad Danny Phantom scared?" Sam talked to me like I was 5 years old.

I felt the sighs of panic start.

Danny, cut it out! Don't let them know, DON'T!

"W-what are you going to do?" I'd meant it to sound brave, but it sounded as terrified as I truly was.

Tucker walked over and jabbed a needle into my arm. "We need some blood."

When he pulled it out, the vial was filled with a red/green liquid.

Ew.

Tuck turned to a lab assistant. "Go have this analyzed."

He turned towards a control panel by where I was being held.

"So how's life been treating you?" He questioned casually.

"You mean besides having my best friend getting shot, getting kidnapped, trying to forget what you did to me here the first time, and running away long enough to not eat for two days and not care? Super."

"Best friend? You mean, you and Liz aren't a thing?"

"Not yet."

"Meaning she's still single?" He sounded hopeful.

"Are you seriously-! Why would she like the guy who sent her here? Honestly, even though you've watched her be tortured you still have a thing for her? You are more messed up than I thought."

"He's not into Liz!" Sam snapped. She stalked over to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "He has a girl."

Oh. Oh. Oh that's sick. Two mentally challenged people together? Meh, I guess they do fit together. But still, Tucker and Sam!?

"So because Sam couldn't have me, and Tucker couldn't have Liz, you two got together?"

They nodded.

"Not that you even would have liked me back." Sam shrugged. "Right?"

Heat rushed to my cheeks.

"Oh." She narrowed her eyes at me. "So you did like me back?"

I didn't answer. Yes I had a crush on Sam when we were fourteen, but at the same time I hadn't known what to do about Liz! She could understand me more than anyone else in the whole world could.

Sam laughed. "This is rich! You liked me, didn't you! All this time I thought you would go after the stupid little ghost girl-"

"Stupid!?" I snapped. "She's a better best friend then you ever were!"

"Oh please. You've known her for two years. You've known me since 3rd grade. How could she know you better?"

"Life changed for me! She could relate."

"So if I were a ghost, you would be dating me?"

I laughed. This was just insane.

"I never thought you to be the jealous type Sam."

Her face turned red. A very... commercial red... it barely looked real.

"JEALOUS!?" She sputtered.

I laughed again. Mt emotions had be so strung out, this was just hilarious.

"Holy- all this. Turning us in, everything was because you thought I would go off with Liz, flying onto the sunset? Do you realize what a bad first move that is? I just-" laughed bubbled from my chest.

All this crap, this life ruining experience, all because my ex-best friend was jealous? What has the world come to?

"So you're saying you would have gone with me?" She questioned. I noticed Tucker glaring at me from behind her. Looks like Sam isn't the only one who can get jealous...

"Are you crazy? I love Liz!"

I hadn't meant to say it. I just... did. But I knew it was the truth.

I love Liz.

I have since we were fourteen. It just took me a while to realize it.

Sam's gaze hardened.

"Start the machine at level 8 Tucker."

She shot me a glance of pure loathing.

"Make him feel as much pain as possible."

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