Author's Note : Thank you to I break for ghost and Dragonbringer.

Dragonbringer: Looks like you do like the same stuff I do! Except for National Treasure... I couldn't get into that movie. Actually, are you on Sheroes, by any chance?

Anyway, more recommendations that I forgot:

Books: The Young Wizard's series by Diane Duane, American Gods by Neil Gaiman (Just finished, AWESOME. Starting on Neverwhere, if I can find it...) and I think that's actually it for what may or may not pop up, reference wise, in this fic. and for music, the Barenakes Ladies rock my socks off.

I also realized I forgot a disclaimer. I do this, and I am sorry. I do not own Danny Phantom or any other related characters or realms. They belong to Butch Hartman. I doubt I'll get sued, considering that this is up on his official forum, but hey, it's here. I do own the name "Alanna"and any features associated thereforth. Nope, I totally did NOT rip off Tammy Pierce's character... not at all... Okay, so I don't own the name or the red hair thing, but Lanna is different from Tammy's. I didn't steal everything. And I own Matt, too. And their family. And the other OCs that will pop up about the middle of Kidnapped... the second fic in this piece of insanity called Revelations. Yeah... You want the story already.

Chapter Three: Discovery

"Mom?" Danny stepped through his front door. "Mom!" he shouted.

A goggled, masked head poked up from the basement stairs. "What is it, Danny dear?" asked Maddie Fenton. "I was just working on my new invention, the Fenton Spirit Cleaner!" she held up a device that looked a bit like a mop. "Cleans all the evil ghosts out of your soul," she added.

Danny stepped to the other side of the table, away from the Cleaner. "There was a new girl at school today, named Lanna. Sam, Tucker, and I went to her house after school to hang out, and met her brother, Matt."

"Yes?"

After a brief hesitation, he continued. After all, he had promised. "Well, when he heard your name he started acting all weird. He wrote down his number and said to tell you that Maggie Turner's son would like you to call." Danny handed the note to his mother.

Maddie's reaction was eerily like Matt's as she turned pale, looking at the note in her hands.

"Danny … Go and work on your homework or something."

Danny didn't know what else to do, so he went to his room. As he glanced back, he could see his mother slumped at the table as she pulled off her mask and goggles, staring blankly at the note in front of her. He fled up the stairs.

After actually doing some homework, half of an essay for English and a science worksheet, Danny went back downstairs to see what was for dinner.

He vaguely remembered that his dad was picking Jazz up from some function or another (her car was getting some maintenance done) and would be home soon as he walked down the stairs.

He was greeted with the sight of Matt sitting with his mother (minus the blue hazmat suit) across the kitchen table, talking softly.

"Mom?" said Danny.

Maddie whirled around. "Oh, it's you." There were tear streaks down her face. There was a box of tissues by her, and several used ones on the table. She'd been crying? But why?

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Sit down, Danny. You've met Matthew already. Your father and Jazz should be home any minute now, I'll tell you then."

As he took a seat, saying hi to Matt, the front door opened.

"Dad, honestly, you have to stop going on about this ghost stuff in public! What will my friends think?" demanded Jazz from the front hall.

"Well, honey, I just like talking about ghosts!" replied Jack.

They walked into the room.

"Mom? What's wrong? Why are you crying?" demanded Jazz.

"Maddie? Are you ok? Danny, what's going on? And who are you?" asked Jack, going over to his wife, the last question directed at Matt with a glare.

"I don't know. I just got down here. That's Matt. He just moved here with his sister, Lanna, who's in my grade, and I met him this afternoon. I don't know why he's here, though," Danny replied.

Matt shifted uncomfortably.

"Jake, Jasmine, sit down, please," said Maddie, voice soft but surprisingly firm considering she was crying. "Matt, you can go; really I'm sorry for keeping you this long. Thank you for telling me in person."

"I had to, Mrs. Fenton." With that, Matt nodded to each of them and left the room.

As everyone tried to speak at once, Maddie waved off the confused cries and wiped her hands across her teary face then through her hair.

"Maddie? What's wrong?" asked Jack.

"Jack, remember Maggie? That was her son."

"Maggie? Your best friend? The one who married Ed Spatza?"

"Yes. Jack, she and her husband died last year. It was a car accident."

She started crying again.

"Maggie's dead? Ed too?" Jack was in shock.

"Mom? Mom, are you ok?" asked Jazz.

Maddie waved off Jazz and looked at her children. "Sit down, Jazz, Danny. You too, Jack. Quit hovering. I'm not glass." It was the firmest Danny had ever heard his mother speak. "Now, listen you two, you deserve an explanation. Maggie Turner was my first cousin on my mother's side. I didn't have very many young relatives, and neither did she, so despite being half a decade older than me, we were always together. We lived right down the street from each other, actually." Maddie paused, and blew into her tissue.

Wiping her eyes, she continued. "Well, we had a falling out almost twenty years ago, right before your father and I married. She'd married Edward Spatza by that time and even had little Matt – though I guess I can't really call him little anymore. Remember your father's friend Vlad Masters? Ed is – was – his cousin, come to think of it. Well, she thought Vlad was not very nice and infatuated with me and wanted me to distance myself from him. Ed agreed with her – he'd never liked Vlad, I don't know why. Vlad was just nice, and well, Maggie was just plain wrong. We were young… I never could believe her..."

She shook her head.

"I'm babbling now." She sniffed. "Maggie used to do that too. When Matthew came over I could not believe how big he'd grown." She sniffed again, took a deep breath, and continued stoically.

"Matt's parents, two siblings, and grandmother died in a serious accident last year. They were driving home and their car went off the edge of the road and exploded. Ed was a good driver, so no one understood what happened, but the police didn't find any evidence of foul play."

There was silence.

"Edward is dead? Maggie too?" Jack said.

Maddie nodded.

"Lanna and Matt are relatives?" asked Danny.

Maggie nodded again. "Matthew and Alanna are first cousins once removed for me, second cousins for you. They're coming to dinner tomorrow."

Jazz, who had been furiously recording every observation, put down her notebook.

Danny's stomach rumbled, "Um, speaking of dinner…"

Eventually, the Fentons ate, and had a good long talk in the process.

Another Note: Oh, yeah, I own the Fenton Spirit Cleaner, too. I like that thing. :P Oh, wow, I didn't remember all thing stuff happening so fast... Hmmm. Oh, and sorry it took me so long to update - I was on vacation last week.