"It's hard to beat a person who never gives up."

-Babe Ruth

THE EPILOGUE

Aw, now isn't that sweet. Looks like everything worked out for our favorite little halfa. I'm proud of him. I bet you are too—because no one likes a sad ending. What was even going through Vlad's mind when he created this little 'plan'? Seriously, that's some messed up shit right there.

Good thing we didn't get into the details.

But that's all over and done. And now, Vlad's probably only going to step into Amity Park because of his mayoral duties.

Oh, and can you believe they actually took away Vlad's ghost powers? Killing him wasn't an option, so removing his powers was probably the next best thing. I know what you're thinking—you think that Vlad could just step into his portal and instantly get his powers back. But would it really be that easy? And after all the things Maddie—the 'love of his life'—screamed at him, do you really think he would just go on unaffected?

No.

But let's talk about Danny—that's what this epilogue is about!

The evening after all the "you can have your life back" gushyness, it was all hugging. Danny, Sam, and Tucker hugged it all out, and they all decided this should be 'family time'. After Danny promised Sam and Tucker he would text them that very night, his friends headed back home; wondering how they would explain to their parents as to why they were missing for a day and a half.

After his friends had left, Danny sat in between his parents and sister on the big couch in the living room. It was very quiet for a while. They all fell asleep on the couch—cheesy and corny family stuff.

Danny felt very safe—something he hadn't felt in months.

The next day, Jack and Maddie discussed very carefully to the very emotionally fragile Danny about how they would move forward.

Jack and Maddie decided that Danny needed to start seeing Doctor Phillips regularly; so that he could start healing. The plan was; Jack and Maddie would explain to Phillips that they had figured out what Danny was hiding. They would tell him that Danny was being sexually assaulted—not a lie—but by an unknown ghost. They would then say that they had captured the ghost and disposed of it. So, they would basically tell Doctor Phillips everything that happened, but just leave out that the ghost was Vlad.

When they called Doctor Phillips and explained this to him, the doctor agreed that Danny needed therapy once every two days.

Danny is taking the therapy well, and is quickly making progress.

Another major thing, however, is that Jack and Maddie are now aware of Danny's ghost powers.

Jack and Maddie have made the house safer—for Danny's sake. No more shoving dangerous inventions in his face and expecting him to try it out.

And Danny's good with that.

But the deal was, if the ghost fights got too rough, and Danny came home really hurt, they were going to reconsider letting him go out and fight like that.

But Danny's got nothing to worry about.

So, all and all, Dannykins is making good progress. He's fighting off the PTSD, he still has nightmares, but that's nothing a little motherly love can't fix.

In fact, just yesterday, Danny went out with his friends for the first time in two months.

"So, dude," Tucker asked, as they walked to the Nasty Burger. "How's everything...going, you know?"

"It's all getting...better." Danny assured. "The therapist has me on like five medications, and they taste disgusting."

"Hey, it could be worse," Sam replied. "You could be a lonely grey-haired man with no friends and run a dinky haunted town."

And with that,

For the first time in months,

...Danny laughed a real, genuine laugh.

Hello, everyone! Well, this is the end. *tearing up* But hey, Danny had a happy ending! And I cannot express the amount of appreciation I have towards all of you! You guys are frickin' awesome! Your reviews made me so happy, sometimes I just had to stop for a moment and squeal to myself. You guys are just so cool...like, I can't even...

But anyway, this has been a fun story to write, and I absolutely love seeing your reactions-especially to the cliffhangers. Hehe. The cliffhangers were pretty mean, but hey, this isn't a story about kindness, am I right?

I hope you know that I love all of you, and I love your stories. I hope one of these days I'll get a new muse and write a new story.

Until next time!

Sincerely, your internet friend, Laura