Bruce and I have one of our rare breakfasts together. Granted, he's scribbling on a paper beside him, but he can do that and hold a conversation with me, so I'm good.

We talk mostly about me, because I carry the conversation, but he sometimes offers something mildly interesting about himself every once and a while.

I'm giving him a vivid description about our mission last night and about Phantom's powers, and he listens with interest, occasionally interrupting for more detail. He knows Phantom's powers based off of what Jazz and Tucker told him, but I don't think he really believed him. I list off as many as I remember Danny actually using, and he looks mildly impressed.

"Let me guess. You already have a contingency plan for when he goes rogue?" I ask, using his response as an opportunity to eat more of Alfred's heavenly crepes.

He's silent for a moment, before, "Tucker gave me a containment device," he responds, distantly.

"Why are you so against Danny?" I demand suddenly. "I mean, I know you're mister paranoia, but seriously."

"He had an alternate timeline. He's been controlled before. And we still don't know who he was before he died. His powers are extensive and could easily become a problem for the League, and he doesn't remember anything. That he's telling us."

That is quite the list to examine. But he's so… genuine. "I think his memories are the key to everything," I mutter. "The ectoplasm, the Guys in White, how ghost tech is getting over to light facilities. But I don't think he's going to betray us or anything like that. He's… he's lost. You know how good I am at reading people."

"Red Arrow was a mole, but there was no conscious betrayal," Bruce counters.

"So… we could always test him." He gives an interested look. "Well we can't watch him. He already expressed he hates that. But if we give him a vital piece of information, and it gets out, we know he's a mole."

"Like?"

I think for a moment. "Maybe the location of the Justice League HQ."

He narrows his eyes.

"Not the real one, obviously. A fake one."

He nods, approving. "But that still doesn't help with any other missing factors."

"Like who he was," I muse. "Jazz and Tucker usually shut down about that. Redirect the questions. Do they know, then?"

"Tucker was with him when he died," he contemplates. "Which means he knows who he was."

"Why does it matter?"

"Why would it matter, unless they were hiding it from us?"

Huh. That's a good point. I just hum an "I don't know" before continuing my breakfast. "I really do like them, though," I mention. "All three of them."

I catch a hint of smile. "It's refreshing to have them. They fight very different from the rest of the team."

"And act," I mumble around a mouth of food. Alfred catches this and chastises me. "Sorry, Alfred."

Bruce's phone wails his Batman signal, and he sighs, withdrawing it. His gaze remains stoic, before, "This is a mission for your team, Dick. It's in Amity Park."

"Amity Park? Why did you get an alert from them? Is it huge?"

He shakes his head. "A city-wide disaster alert went out, but hasn't spread to the other cities. I'm guessing this is a ghost related problem. Once I realized how big these problems could get after Phantom couldn't stop them, I wired all alerts directly to the Bat signal."

I hop up from my chair. "Alright, then! Maybe this'll jog some memories."

I rush through a costume change, a call to my school to tell them how very sick I am (it's a Saturday, but I have gymnastics practice), and through the Zeta Beam, right into the Cave. Batman called ahead, and they're all rushing around, getting ready, except for Phantom, who floats in a corner, hood up and cape cinched closed around him.

I ask Tucker, who's shoving stuff in his backpack, what's up.

"I asked him that, too, but he just turned invisible until I left," he replies, zipping shut his backpack.

"What are you doing? Coming with?" I ask.

"Yes! This is home turf."

"What's everyone going to say when Tucker Foley is hanging with a bunch of heroes?" I ask.

"Who's hanging with heroes? I'm a concerned citizen with my earbuds in." To emphasize, he pops in the bio-set, turning on a portable battery pack to keep it powered. "Ghosts are my thing, I know 'em all. Well, third best, but best we've got. I know most weaknesses."

"Cool."

He runs towards the Beam. "Gotta go first, make sure we don't appear at the same time!" The Beam announces his departure as he disappears in light.

I go over to Phantom. "What's up?" I ask.

He disappears.

I sigh, then walk away.

"M'gann, what's up with Danny?" I ask, slightly annoyed.

She frowns. "He… um… He had a bad night."

"Nightmares?" He got them sometimes. Okay, every night. Mostly he keeps them on the down low, but one or two nights have popped up that really scared the other three occupants of the Cave.

She nods. "Among other things. He was talking to what he thought was Sam."

I wince. "Nothing there?"

She nods.

"Ouch."

"Maybe his old home town will cheer him up," she suggests optimistically.

Well… I hope so.

Phantom appears in the bio ship just as we're about to go search for him, still silently hidden in his cape. Wally tries twice to draw him into conversation; both times he's ignored. I watch carefully to make sure he isn't drawing into himself the way Jazz warns me about, but he's just morosely drawn in.

After a while, I lose interest and chat with Conner.

"I introduce you to Amity Park," crows M'gann after a while. "Home of Jazz, Tucker, and local hero Danny Phantom."

This draws him from his hood. He peeks out the window, eyes searching for something familiar. He narrows his eyes at the sign, but otherwise takes it in with no recognition.

"Aaaaand there's our ghost problem," continues Artemis. "Wow, that thing is huge."

A huge man shaped creature is standing in the middle of the city, made of goop. I sigh. I hate goop monsters. They make an absolute mess. Even better, there are goop monsters in the streets, little baby ones. Yelch.

The team seems to agree, looking at the monster with disgust and annoyance.

The ship is in camouflage, so we get a minute to assess the situation. I ask Kaldur what he wants to do.

"Divide and conquer," he responds after a few moments. "Kid, Robin and Artemis, you're on civilian control. The rest of us will take him head on. Use the ghost technology Aparato and Vision gave us."

I smile. I've been wanting to use this green glowy staff since it was given to me. I don't wait for any kind of harness; buildings, grappling hook. Just like Gotham. I jump through the hole M'gann makes, followed by Artemis.

My grappling hook latches on and I swing forward. An arrow whizzs past me and buries itself into a brick building, Artemis following, using her bow and cable as a zipline. Wally, little sucker he is, is released from his harness on the top of a building nearby.

With a pointed laugh at Wally, I release my line and land on an overhang of a building, glancing around for civilians.

A couple gooey monsters have cornered a couple high school kids in an alley, so I head there first. I have to fumble with the stick thing a bit before the energy shoots out, but when it does, it only takes a few swings to reduce the monsters to puddles of goo.

"Are you the Batman boy?" the girl asks in a thick accent. She's really pretty. Like… really. Too bad I have a thing for redheads. And Zatanna. And… You get the point.

"Robin," I correct.

"I'm Paulina," she announces. She flashes her long lashes and gazes down at the puddles of goo. "You saved me from that monster!" She gazes up. Am I being flirted with? She's like, two or three years older than I am.

"Us," grumbles the boy beside her. He's wearing a letterman jacket (in this heat?) and a nasty frown.

"Um, great! Well…" I turn, face to face with a group of monsters. "I better fight these guys… So… yeah."

I knock the side of my green staff into the first monster, flipping over the puddle he makes. With several fancy maneuvers, I get the entire dozen, clearing the alley way. My head buzzes with the voices of my teammates, suddenly flipping on as M'gann establishes the link.

"Is that Fenton Tech?" asks the girl Paulina from behind me.

"Yep." I don't turn around, motion for them to follow me out into the street.

"Where'd you get that? They don't really sell anymore. Something about their s-"

Before she can finish whatever rant she was going on, a bundle of light and goo flies right into the middle of the road several yards down. I rush over, followed by the two teens.

The big bubble of goop bursts apart as Danny pops his head through, shaking out the gel. I wave, and he grimaces, exiting the stuff with intangibility.

"It's the GHOST BOY!" cries Paulina from behind me. Her voice is starting to annoy me. "You've been missing so long! Do you remember me?" She places a hand on her chest, her lashes lowered again.

He tilts his head. "Actually, no. I don't remember much at all."

She frowns, then brightens. "I can remind you! You have this ridiculously huge crush on me, and-"

"What?" sputters the other guy. "No he-"

She lands a sharp elbow into his gut, then clasps her hands together as the guy stumbles back. She smiles brightly. "He's just jealous!"

"Ummm… Robin! I'm gonna…" He points to the monster.

"Yeah, you do that. Ice that boy up," I respond.

He wastes a few seconds to look at me with a strange expression. "You freakin' weirdo," he mutters before disappearing from view.

I look at the Paulina girl in question.

"What?" she squeaks. "He's the love of my life!"

I try not to roll my eyes. Wait, I'm wearing a mask!

I take a minute to roll my eyes.

"Why's that?" I deadpan.

"He saved my life," she reveals dramatically. "Several times."

"And so you love him," I continue in the same dead tone.

"Of course!" She sighs dramatically. "He's perfect…" Another sigh. "So strong, brave, handsome… And he's been gone for a whole year!"

The guy beside her looks annoyed and slightly… jealous? I roll my eyes for the billionth time since I began talking to her. Beautiful, yes, bordering on goddess, really. But about as empty and shallow as a large pool with an inch of water.

I swing my glowing staff at a couple more monsters that popped up from alleys or came out of buildings, clearing the way further. "Does this happen a lot?" I ask when Paulina starts bemoaning the fact that ectoplasm is a pain to get out of clothes.

"Only all the time," the guy, who Paulina had named Dash during one of her rambles, supplies. "More now, though, since Phantom has been gone. Where has he been? With you?"

I shrug. "Only for a little while. Maybe…" Okay, he came five days before the mission I got my concussion, while I had it was another day, and then three days after we did training, was that yesterday? Yeah. "Ten days."

"So where has he been?"

"Don't know." I mean, I do, but I don't know who these people even are. "Do you guys have a safe place or something?"

Paulina launches into this huge story, and I get lost about two words in. Dash points which way.

I take another minute for myself to roll my eyes again. Then I lead them hurriedly down the street, watching the escalating fight nervously. This ghost thing is getting enraged at the distractions, mostly Danny. I catch sight of him being thrown by another glob.

I follow Dash's directions and after a few corner turns, see that the "safe place" is a glowing green dome over an entire city block. It originates from a monstrous spaceship-looking thing on top of a brick building.

"Holy…" I mutter, trying to take in the sight of it. It has a neon sign proclaiming the package of weirdness "Fenton Works".

Several groups of people mill around under the dome, including Jazz, who is glancing around. When she sees me, she smiles, but quickly looks away to avoid suspicion.

When I deliver the two teens under the dome, which allows all three of us through, the entire crowd has its attention on us. Or more specifically, on me.

"It that Robin? From Gotham?" shouts one, and the entire crowd starts chattering.

"EVERYONE," screeches Paulina, and like magic the entire crowd quiets. "It's not important who this Batboy is-"

"Robin!" I interject, but deflate when no one pays me any attention. "Seriously. It's not that hard. Nothing like Batman."

"Danny Phantom is back!" she cries dramatically, and the crowd starts chattering excitedly again. She turns to me when the crowd loses interest in her. I can see Jazz maneuvering around groups trying to subtly get closer to me, but it's slow progress. "You know," she continues, "Danny and I would be a perfect couple. Phantom, of course, Danny Phantom. Does he ever talk about me?"

"Why did you emphasize Phantom?" I ask half-heartedly, keeping one eye on Jazz and looking for Tucker with the other. He just told me over the mind link that he had spotted me and was headed over.

"Wouldn't want to confuse Danny Phantom with that loser boy, Danny Fenton," she chatters.

My full attention is instantly on her. She tries to continue, but I cut her off. "Danny Fenton? Who's he?"

"Just a nobody." She tosses her hair over her shoulder. I watch Jazz's progress again, silently urging Paulina to cut the useless prattle and tell me about the apparent relative of Jazz she had failed to mention. "He's a loser, of course. Son of those incompetent" Wow, four syllables. I'm impressed. "Ghost hunters."

She tries to continue again, about the ghosts, but I need the conversation on the Fenton boy. "Any relation to Jazz Fenton?"

"Duh. His sister." She narrows her eyes as I continue to interrupt.

"Has he been missing?"

She nods. "Almost a year. Same as his loser friend. And my love."

"Her name?" Sam Manson?

She doesn't question the fact that she didn't give a gender.

"I don't remember her name. She's unpopular."

"But you remembered Danny's?"

"Because he's not Danny Phantom." She sniffs, as if disgusted. "No confusion. I need to spread the word that my love is back. Goodbye, BatBoy!"

I don't correct her.

When she mentioned the name I'd put it together, but hearing dates and people line up in my head confirmed it. Danny's missing identity, Jazz's personal relation to him, her access to his stuff…

Fenton is Phantom.

Fenton is Phantom.

And because I still don't believe it, I say it again.

Fenton is Phantom.

Now there's only one more question. (Well, a billion, but you get the point.)

Who in the heck is Danny Fenton?


Hi! Sorry it took a while to get this out. Like I said before, all my backups were gone.

I don't know when I'll be able to post again. I'm going to camp, and I'll be back Thursday, so probably after that. We'll see; I don't have anything written.

Also, I was going to make Danny's identity a huge surprise, but when I put Paulina in there, there's no way she wouldn't blurt out his existence(which, by the way, is unknown by the entire Team for a reason that'll be explained later.)

This is a little head's up that Danny Fenton is about to be reintroduced. I'll put a little more filler in there to bond the Team and Danny before the Unveiling happens, but until then...

Peace!