A/N: Okay, I'm baaaaack! Sorry for the wait, but I had a small problem with the middle and ending of the chappy. As for the ending of the last chappy, I promised those who guessed the right answer a prize of their chose, and I keep my promises (most of the time lol). The answer was pretty obvious, as Unlikely-to-bear-it and Mikaphantom pointed out to me (thanks y'all!) Yes, it was Danny. Those who win will need to come back up here to check the following list of prizes to chose from (don't be greedy, you only get one! And sorry, but I can't offer world domination…wah…)

1. Deleted scene from this book, 2. OC (original character) in one of any of my books (you chose), 3. Preview of any of my books (that aren't finished and including GAG. Once again, you chose), OR 4. A devoted chappy in this book (yea, that one kinda stinks, I think…)

Review Responses:

cakreut12: yay! Now I can fit you in in the next chappy when they go back to school! By the way, you got it right again! It was Danny! If you want, you could pick another prize! I updated! Go me!

Via: here's what happened! Who's 'him'? I think I know, and if I'm right, you won a prize. I wrote!

Unlikely-to-bear-it: sorry if I made it so obvious that it seemed that he was not the answer. , I'll fit you in next chappy! They'll be back at school. I posted. To Derek: I knew it. My brothers are all like that, unfortunately for me…. Anyway, you're sister will get very mad at you later, but that won't stop you (at least, it didn't stop any of my brothers…grrr…) To Unlikely: Don't worry, you get used to it after a while and it doesn't bother you (as much…) But that's just me speaking from experience… I posted!

purrbaby101: thanks! I'll send you the deleted chappy in a few days (it will tie into something they talk about in this, but you'll get the full story of it) Sorry, it was Danny. Thanks again, and I did!

Anne Camp aka Obi-quiet: thank you! And, congrats! Just tell me the name and whether the character is human or halfa, I'll do the rest. It's not that hard…I think… I know! I liked that part, too! What's ROTFL or RTOFL? Anyway, I posted! Yay ME!

shepyt: Yes, it is! Pick a prize! Yay!

Mikaphantom: yes, I am cruel. It is Danny, and I know I made it obvious. You get a prize!

konijnemans: too bad, you're gonna have to. I'll probably be able to fit you in in GAG. I might've lost mine, too, though… It kinda is.

Cheerin4danny: yep. He didn't leave his kids because of that, though. I did.

Anomaly25: thanks! Yep! That means you get a prize! Yay! Pick from the bold print above! Neither can I! Okay! Um… now you get another prize, so… I'll need to find a way to get the deleted scene to you. The scene is somewhat mentioned in this chappy, but you'll get the full picture.

Divagurl1277: thanks! It is, so you won a prize! Pick from the bold print. Thanks again!

Hallie: It is! You get a prize! Yay you! (and Danny!)

longbca: I did, thanks!

FOPFAN: yes, I did, sadly. It is part of the plot, but you'll see him more later. Yes, we will (me included).

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I heard Brad and Cassie gasp over the Fenton Phones. I was goggling at the person in front of us. I was really, really surprised.

"B—but you died years ago!" Apparently, Alan was surprised, too.

"…Dad?" I gasped. It definitely looked like him. The messy white hair and glowing green eyes were a dead give-away. But, his clothes were different. He was wearing a black, long-sleeved shirt with a blue flame in the middle. He also had on a pair of black pants with blue flames going down the sides. Let's just say, he looked almost on fire! The shade of blue looked rather familiar…

"But you died YEARS AGO!" Alan repeated. That was his way of showing shock.

Dad chuckled. "Yes, I did. In case you haven't noticed, this is the Ghost Zone; I'm a ghost, and I have been for eleven years." He waved a hand around him, "Not quite Happy Land, but it's my new home." He sighed, "But I wish it wasn't."

"It's okay,…Dad," I said, trying out the weird (to me) word.

"Is Sam okay?" Dad asked. He was worried, I could tell.

"Yeah. She says hi," Alan said.

"So does Skulker," I added.

"Skulker? Huh, I'll have to pay him a visit again," Dad said. "But, I wouldn't want a repeat of the last time I lost to him at cards… Uh, that is…"

"Never mind," I said quickly.

"Oh, Alex, Alan," Dad said, almost crying, "I haven't seen you two for thirteen years! Alex,… you look just like Sam!"

I looked down. I had accidentally gone back into human-mode.

"Alan, you look…like…me," Dad said, mildly amused. Alan, however, jumped back, lost control of his powers, and fell to the ground in human-mode. Dad laughed, "You act like me, too."

I joined in. "That's nothing! You should've seen what happened earlier when Brad said—"

"Shut it!" Alan said angrily.

"Who's Brad?" Dad asked, turning to me and also angry. "Does Sam know about him? Is there something we should know about?"

"Chill, Dad," I said, "Brad's one of our best friends. He moved in when we were seven." I saw Dad visibly relax.

"How are Tuck, Val, and Jazz?" he asked.

"They're fine Dad."

"What happened to Jack?"

"He was killed by a ghost," Alan began.

"And not just any ghost," I continued, "by a Plasmius, on the same day you died."

"I thought so," Dad said, immediately followed by a loud, "WHAT?" He turned to me, "What do you mean, 'a Plasmius'? Don't you mean, 'Vlad Plasmius?"

"I wish she did," Alan said. "Dad, Vlad 'convinced' someone else into becoming a Plasmius—"

"You don't have to hide it from me," Dad interrupted, "I know who the new Plasmius is. It's my ghost-side, isn't it?" We nodded. "Good work figuring out what those hints meant, you two. Ember heard Sam say you guys were close to figuring it out."

"Ember?" Alan asked. "As in Ember—"

"McLane, yes," Dad said. "I'm lead guitarist in her band now. She and I take turns singing and playing. She calls me—"

"PHANTOM!" Ember's voice rang out. "Where are you? We've got practice!"

"Comin', McLane!" Dad yelled back. "Want to come to practice?"

Alan and I shared a look that said, "Bring Your Kids To Work Day, Ghost Zone-style". "Yeah!" we said together.

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At Practice.

"You're late, Phantom," Ember said when we arrived. "Who are they?"

He introduced us, "Everyone, these are Alan and Alexandra, er, Alex, Fenton/Phantom. They are my kids, so leave 'em alone!" he said, narrowing his eyes threateningly at the guys in the band.

"Hey," Ember said, "so these are the two we've heard so much about!" She turned to us, "Your old man won't shut up about you two. It's always, 'Alex got an A on this!' or 'Alan caught that ghost!' He drives us crazy! You're so lucky you don't have to put up with him!"

"No," I said, "I've got to put up with Alan, he's just like Dad." Ember laughed.

"Ember McLane," she said, "you can jam with us anytime."

"Cool!" I said. "I love playing guitar!"

"Great!"

"Are we gonna practice or not?" Dad asked.

"Yeah," Ember answered, "let's jam!"

Yeah! Ohh-ooohhh!

It was, it was September,

Wind blows, the dead leaves fall,

To you, I did surrender,

Two weeks, you didn't call...

Your life goes on without me,

My life, a losing game,

But you should, you should not doubt me,

You will remember my name...

Oh, Ember, you will remember!

Ember, one thing remains!

Oh, Ember, so warm and tender!

You will remember my name!

Your heart, your heart abandoned,

Your wall, now perishing,

Like bad dreams in cold December,

Nothing, but ashes remain...

Oh, Ember, you will remember!

Ember, one thing remains!

Ember, so warm and tender!

You will remember my name!

Oh-woo-oh-woo, Ember!

You will remember!

Ember, one thing remains!

Ember, so warm and tender!

You will remember my name!

Yeah! You will remember my name!

"Your turn, Phantom! Hand over the guitar!" Dad gave the instrument to Ember and stepped up to the mic. "What're you gonna sing?" Ember asked.

"I was thinking of doing 'Beautiful Soul' by Jesse McCartney. Is that okay?"

"Sure!"

I don't want another pretty face

I don't want just anyone to hold

I don't want my love to go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

You're the one I wanna chase

You're the one I wanna hold

I wont let another minute go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

I know that you are something special

To you I'd be always faithful

I want to be what you always needed

Then I hope you'll see the heart in me

I don't want another pretty face

I don't want just anyone to hold

I don't want my love to go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

You're the one I wanna chase

You're the one I wanna hold

I wont let another minute go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

Your beautiful soul, yeah

You might need time to think it over

But im just fine moving forward

I'll ease your mind

If you give me the chance

I will never make you cry cmon lets try

I don't want another pretty face

I don't want just anyone to hold

I don't want my love to go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

You're the one I wanna chase

You're the one I wanna hold

I wont let another minute go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

Am I crazy for wanting you

Baby do you think you could want me too

I don't wanna waste your time

Do you see things the way I do

I just wanna know if you feel it too

There is nothing left to hide

I don't want another pretty face

I don't want just anyone to hold

I don't want my love to go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

You're the one I wanna chase

You're the one I wanna hold

I wont let another minute go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

Your beautiful soul, yeah

"Mom listens to that song," I said.

"S—she does?" Dad asked.

"Yeah, she does, but only when she goes through her closet."

"Oh," Dad looked a little sad.

"She keeps all the stuff that you had in there. She's got your letters in there, too, and anything else that reminds her of you, except for Alan."

"Yeah, except for—hey!" Alan said.

Dad laughed. "That song…I sang it to her before I proposed. She always loved that song…."

"She still does," Alan said softly.

"She cries a lot when she reads your letters," I said. "Speaking of which, what exactly did you mean in those letters?"

"I meant that my ghost side was taking over," Dad answered. "It wanted to join Plasmius. I couldn't let that happen.

"I thought that if I died, my ghost side would take complete control and join Plasmius. My ghost side knew I was thinking this and killed me."

"…How…?" I found myself asking.

"He had Vlad push me through one of those Ghost Catchers Dad made. When that happened, he overshadowed me, grabbed a knife, and—minus the gory details—sliced an artery in my neck. The next thing I knew, I was lying down here, in this room."

Ember cut in, "I had run into a new door on my way here. I opened it, saw Phantom, and brought him here. We were gonna make him pay, but he told us what happened. He was really upset, and I put down my guitar, but the moment I did, he grabbed it and started playing 'You Belong To Me' by Misfits and 'The Reason' by Hoobastank. We could tell he really meant some of the words in those songs, especially the chorus of 'You Belong To Me'. We let him join the band, seeing as he was really good."

"I taught them a bunch of the newer songs in my…old world," Dad said sadly.

"Dad," I started, "about your ghost side—"

"Alex," Alan threatened. He came towards me.

"We-think-he-wants-us-to-be-Plasmiuses-too!" I said quickly before Alan could cover my mouth.

"WHAT?" Ember and Dad yelled.

"That's not the least of it," I said, "we got a letter from him a little while ago…"

Flashback

Alan opened the letter.

Good work, kids, it began,

You two are pretty close to figuring it out, but, if you want to know what really happened, you'll have to wait a little longer.

I know I'll see you soon, and I hope you'll join me later.

Danny P.

The "P." looked smudged, like he wrote it, then tried to erase it.

" 'Danny P.'?" I questioned. "Danny…Plasmius? You don't think—?"

"Boy, do I," Alan said grimly.

End Flashback

"No…" Dad whispered. We looked at him. "There's another problem," he said a little louder. "When I died, both of my halves were split in two. I became two separate halfas—one in the real world, and one stuck in here except for band gigs…" He looked hopefully at Ember, "hey, McLane, could we do a gig in—?"

"No," Ember answered. Dad's face fell. "Last time we went there was a total disaster! I don't think anyone wants to see me again."

"But I need to get back there! In case you haven't noticed, my kids are in trouble! And I don't even know how Sam is…"

"Oh, by the way," I said, "Mom got an invite to something from some kinda company."

"When's the invite for, when did she get it, and what company?" Dad asked.

"In order," Alan said, "May 13, yesterday (which was May 1), and some company called Leinad DNA Dalv."

"Nothing to worry about," I said.

"Everything to worry about," Dad replied. He turned to us, "Your mom, not to mention yourselves, are in major trouble. That 'company' is run by Vlad and my other side! Do not let Sam go to it, er, whatever 'it' is. I bet the Plasmiuses are going to use your mom—"

We looked at each other, "Mom!"

"Aw, man!" Alan said. "She wants us back for dinner!"

"That's in a few minutes!" I said.

"Guys!" Cassie said over the Fenton Phones. "Your mom's coming down here!"

"Yeah," Brad continued, "if she sees you with your dad, she'll probably yell at all three of you! Give him one of your Phones!"

"Why?" Alan asked. Dad looked confused until he saw the Phones.

"Because," Cassie said, "your mom'll want to yell at him, too!"

"Yeah," Brad said, "that way he can hear her."

"Okay," I said, handing one of my Phones to Dad. He put it on and motioned for everyone to be quiet. We could barely hear Mom's footsteps.

"Cassie, Brad?" she asked. "Aren't they back yet?"

"Uh…" Cassie was stalling.

"Well?" Mom was tapping her foot. Not good.

"Just tell her," I whispered.

"They-found-Danny-and-are-still-talking-to-him," Brad said quickly.

"Oh, I'm gonna kill him," Mom said. Dad gulped. "DANIEL FENTON! I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME! YOU BRING MY KIDS BACK HERE THIS INSTANT!"

"Yes, Sam," Dad said loud enough that Mom could hear him.

"They'd better not be hurt!"

"They're not! I'll bring them back. They'll be home in a few minutes." He turned to us, "I'm cutting practice short. C'mon, kids, we're going back home."

"Aw, but Dad—" we whined.

"No 'but Dad's, we're going." He grabbed our hands and took off. We changed back into ghost-mode and flew next to Dad.

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A few minutes later.

"Okay," Dad said, "we've gotta be really quiet through here."

"Why?" I asked.

"This is the area Walker's in charge of, so be quiet!" Dad answered. He jumped as ectoplasm shot between us. "Forget being quiet, RUN!" We flew quickly until—

"Oof," Dad said as he flew into Walker.

"Well," Walker said, "if it isn't the punk and his kids. I think you have some Real-World contraband."

"Well, we're removing the contraband," Dad said, "my kids are going back home."

"You still have to repay the time you have left from the last time I caught you breaking the rules."

"Saying 'Please' is a rule, remember?"

"I looked through the books and couldn't find that rule, punk." Walker shot some ectoplasm at us. It hit Alan, and I ran, er, flew over to him to help him. Dad fought Walker, and I caught him in the Fenton Thermos. We all quickly flew to the Portal, but Dad had to stay in the part between our world and the Ghost Zone. (The place where Kitty was in 13) We hugged him and flew out of the Portal. Mom was standing there with Cassie and Brad.

"Is he still in the mid-Portal?" Mom asked. I nodded. She went in there, and we followed behind.

Mom ran up to Dad, who looked a little startled, and hugged him. When Dad hugged her back, she pushed him away and slapped him on the cheek. He looked surprised and asked, "Why—?"

"How-dare-you-let-my-son-get-hurt!" Mom said as she hit Dad over and over. (Dad was in human-mode so he could hug Mom.)

"It wasn't me, it was Walker!" Dad said as he tried to change back to ghost-mode so Mom couldn't hit him. It didn't work.

"Walker?" Mom asked as she suddenly stopped her attack. Dad was holding his nose, which was bleeding.

"Yeah, he's still holding a grudge."

"Really?"

"Yes. I'm sorry, I didn't see the shot. He'll be fine; it's just a scratch. I've missed you, Sam."

"Oh, Danny, I missed you, too!" She ran over and hugged him again.

I looked at Alan, who looked at me. "They really miss each other, don't they?" Alan asked quietly. I nodded. "We need to do something…"

"We need to beat the Plasmiuses, first," I said as quietly. "Then, we need to find a way to bring Dad back."

"We'll think of something," Alan assured me as we hugged and watched our parents talking with each other as though saw each other yesterday. Go fig. "We'll think of something…"

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A/N: AWWWWW… Okay, I threw in a little D/S at the end there. I actually wrote a pretty long chappy, but the next one'll be longer, to make up for the delay. YAY! I know some of you think Sam may have overreacted about Alan getting hurt, but Danny did say 1) that they weren't hurt and 2) that they'd be home in a few minutes. Sam was just being a worried mother, like my mom. in the background, "Yumi…" Me: "Sorry Mom!" Anyway… R&R! Contest: How are the twins gonna save their Dad? Will it work? POYC (Prize of your choice) if you guess right! Luv y'all, bye!