Ironically enough the raven haired male and the Goth were on the computer doing more research when the call came in and while it was surprising the pair weren't overly excited over the death of the male. It was a relief, that was certain, but until they found out about her parents' will Sam was back at the start, not allowed to stay with Danny and his parents until it was found. At least the Goth didn't have to worry about the ghostly male since now that he was confirmed to be dead, really dead, she didn't have to look over her shoulder, but she was ready to lead a normal life with her soon to be family. It was strange though because the ones that had killed him were reportedly ghosts themselves, at least that was what the GIW said and while his being dead caused them many problems in proving his identity as the first half ghost the organization was happy to at least have his body so they could run tests.

"What about Spectra?" Danny asked his parents after they relayed the information. That was the kicker since the only one that would benefit even after the male was dead was the red head. She could still use the life force of the Goth to keep her young and without knowledge of where she was there was a new worry. Ember had nothing to gain from controlling or even coming after Sam. As for the one that killed Vlad, he was only after the other ghost for his head so that was nothing to be concerned with. Sam realized what Danny was asking about, her own fear rising with the knowledge that the one who could kill her and benefit from it was still alive.

"She is gone too, turned to dust once she was struck while holding onto the one that they wanted her to bring back," Jack stated. "Seems they were using her to bring the other ghost responsible for the mess, Ember." He shook his head at the raised brow of Danny. "She ran as soon as she was released by the other ghost, but since she wasn't a big player in it all with nothing to gain from Sam like Spectra could they aren't too worried about her." It was all clear for the raven haired girl, though she was still keen on searching out information on her parents' will.

"Any information about the will?" Danny dared to ask. He knew his parents had talked to the butler of the Manson home and hoped that maybe they had information. Sam glanced at him, confused as to what his parents would know about the will when she and he had yet to find anything. Even Vlad had stated that nothing had been found or was it that they had given up. She knew that they hadn't and that it had all be Spectra lying to her, but she couldn't think that anyone else save for a few select household staff that had any inkling of where that important document was.

"We only know that once Sam reaches the age of thirteen that those documents will become available to her. Seems that her parents had it set up that way with how they feared for their life. They probably figured that once they were here that it wouldn't matter, but if they didn't then she would only need to wait until that time expired, though I don't understand why they didn't just give her access to the will once they passed on." That was a rather valid question, but then again who was to say that they thought they would be killed so quickly? There was no telling how long it had been going on or what their suspicions were since both were dead and unable to fill them in on that information. Everyone turned to Sam, the Goth silent as she listened to all that they had to say. "When's your birthday Sam?"

"In a few more days," the Goth stated. Then it occurred to the raven haired female that now that she was out of the hospital, her health slightly better that no one had taken her away from the Fentons. "Is that why no one has come to take me away from you?" the teen asked the two adults. They seemed to realize that she was right! No one had come to them at the hospital when she had been discharged with them taking her out, the doctor had only said she was discharged. Did he not know that she was supposed to go back to the Witness Protection? Did someone drop the ball?

"Hmmm... come to think of you no one said a word when we walked out of the hospital and the only call we got was from the GIW," Maddie noted with a raised brow before shrugging. "Maybe they thought it better for now that you are in our care. I'll call them in the morning." With that said the two adults headed back to the lab to continue working on their invention. Even with the male behind the mess involving the Manson family was gone, one of the ghosts that had aided him dead while the other two were of no consequence the pair had always wanted to invent the portal, even if the first one had been a total bust.

Sam and Danny walked upstairs, the pair smiling at the thought that the will would soon be revealed and the Goth would be able to try and live her life without something dark hanging over her head. "Looks like you found your life and now you get to continue it with me," the raven haired male stated with a smile. While it was sad that the Goth had lost her parents it felt like the raven haired male had found his other half, an instant connection between the pair. Sam smiled back with a nod.


A few days later revealed that the raven haired heiress had been correct, her parents had left a will with the Fentons as her guardians should something happen to the Manson adults. The pair were overjoyed that they would be growing up together, the year starting at Casper Middle School for the small female rather interesting as the pair passed the year with one new friend, a young dark skinned male named Tucker. The skinny techno geek was rather strange, but that was probably why he got along with the pair so easily. The trio were the best of friends and while it was apparent from the beginning that two of the group were far more closer they did everything together from walking to school to heading home. That first summer together the dark skinned teen learned how crazy the pair of ghost fighting parents were, their RV a thing of wonder until Jack was behind the wheel.

That next year changed everything though, the trio turning fourteen, the raven haired males seeing one new girl that caught both of their eyes. The three friends entered the large school, the halls filled with other students that were looking as awkward as the trio felt with all the new faces. While they had been going to the school since last year it was always new to them, the people that joined the school from the elementary building. Since Sam had only joined the Casper students last year, the raven haired male at her side having gone since he was in the first grade, she was still rather nervous. She had only gone to a private school for the first years in school so the public setting, while more relaxed, was louder and filled with more roughness. Private schools had their own drama and it was on a more refined level with their own cliques that were formed from the hierarchy of their family. It was more brutal in the public schools since it was more obvious of who was on the lower end of the food chain and since the Goth was not a very social person she stood out.

"I hate school," the raven haired woman hissed as she moved around the masses toward her locker, the same one that she had been given last year. "Too many people." Tucker didn't even respond, the male enthralled with his newest device as he clicked at the buttons, the game's sounds coming out almost muted in the loud hallways. Danny shook his head at his friends. They were the outcast, had known that for a while but now that there was three of them it was more certain and yet the raven haired male found that he wouldn't have chosen any others to call his friends. Just then a male hollered out, his voice so loud that everything seemed to go silent at his call. Danny was shoved from behind, his lanky form hitting Tucker as a blond appeared behind him.

"Hey small, dark and mysterious," the blond said, his blue eyes leering at the small Goth still standing before her locker, a look of surprise on her face when the pair had fallen into the lockers next to hers. She looked down at this new male's feet, her amethyst gaze travelling upward until she came to his face, his cocky grin the first sign that everything was about to go array. The locker slammed, the antisocial Goth suddenly narrowing her eyes at the male, though it seemed that the blond was clueless to what was about to happen.

"Hello failure," she said, her tone soft, but with the silence that had fallen over the mass there was no way that someone hadn't heard the words spoken to someone who could only be a jock judging by the way he dressed and the entourage that seemed to appear out of nowhere. Danny was worried, mildly for his friend as he watched her stiffen. The thing was it was the girl that appeared at this blond male's side that drew his attention moments later.

"Who is this Dashie?" the Latina inquired, her teal eyes narrowing at the raven haired female, her eyes taking in the black jeans that seemed to fan out at the knees and the matching black tank top that showed off the skinny stomach of the Goth. Sam's hair was long, but only long enough to fall past her shoulder blades, some of it pulled back into a small ponytail. "Did you find the freakiest freak on the first day?" The raven haired female paid the other girl little attention as she waited for the other male to answer, but when he said nothing in the next minute Sam responded.

"Maybe he did, but I found the shallowest puddle in the school." No one moved, not a word was spoken, but the sound of the crowd 'oooohing' echoed around them. The Latina, a female dressed with a short pink top that barely fell past her bust with cropped jeans that fell just past her knees, narrowed her orbs further, her brows knitting.

"Did you just call me shallow?" the female inquired, Tucker chuckling behind his hand, his game at his side and even though it seemed that he had appraised the beautiful teen before him he was rather turned off by her lack of intelligence. Danny was still staring at her, the Latina never even giving him a second look. "I don't think you know who you are talking to." Sam let a chuckle slip.

"Are you really this stupid or are you just mocking me?" Her brow rose, the Goth looking truly miffed, Tucker still trying to hold back the laugh threatening to spill from his lips. The woman before her sputtered, the blond at her side now looking between the pair, his gaze intrigued with how the little dark haired girl was handing herself against the woman at his side.

"My name is Paulina Sanchez and you are done freak! I will have my daddy shun your parents!" Everyone in the space turned to look at Sam, her eyes narrowing, the ice in them cracking as she stared down the other female. It seemed that this new girl had stepped into the shit and she was about to find herself on the unpopular side of a good portion of the school. Sam took a step toward the other female, her voice low.

"A little late to the party since my parents were murdered a few years ago," she whispered, the male next to Paulina quick to distance himself from the chill coming from the Goth. "They were found at the bottom of a lake." Sam said nothing else as she turned and walked away. Paulina couldn't seem to get her composure back as she stood there flapping her lips with nothing coming out. Danny moved quickly to follow his friend, her words echoing in his mind, Tucker running to catch up with them. "This is why I hate people," the Goth muttered as she disappeared into the girl's bathroom, the door locking behind her with the two boys left on the other side.

"This is going to be an interesting year," Tucker stated with a grin as he uploaded the video he had taken of the fight, every word documented and saved. "A very interesting year." The raven haired male at his side frowned. Yeah, it was going to be an interesting year and every year that those two were exposed to each other.