Danny piloted the Specter Speeder back to the portal that would take him and Sam back to the real world. Sam lay in the chair beside him, sound asleep. If her parents ever found out what we did, they'd skin me alive. Thank God for the Fenton Condom, anyway. He noticed the swirling vortex that marked the tear in reality off to the left. He brought the hovercraft through it and parked it back in the lab. Transforming into his ghost form, he lifted Sam up and flew her back to her house. She woke up just as he was tucking her into bed.
"Danny?"
"Yeah, Sam,"
"Don't tell Tucker about what we did."
"Of course I won't tell Tucker! He'd never leave us alone if he knew." Sam smiled tiredly and drifted off to sleep. Danny watched her happily for a few minutes, and then flew back to his own house.
Jazz, of course, had been worried sick over her little brother, who had disappeared all day without telling anyone where he had gone. And if that wasn't bad enough, he had apparently taken Sam with her. As soon as she heard Danny walking around in his room, she barged in the door yelling, "Where have you been?"
"Relax, Jazz, Sam and I just went to a wedding."
"Is that so? Who's wedding? Where? And why wasn't anyone else from our family invited?"
"Okay, in order. It was the Box Ghost and Lunch Lady's wedding. The ceremony and reception took place in the Ghost Zone. And I don't think that they would have wanted to invite a family of ghost hunters; the only reason I got an invite is because I'm the halfa."
"And how am I supposed to believe that?" As if on cue, the Box Ghost himself materialized in the hybrid's room.
"Once again, I, the Box Ghost, thank you and your date for getting us those amazing wedding presents. And now I must return to my wife, the beautiful Lunch Lady. BEWARE!" With that, he flew back into the Ghost Zone. Danny had hoped that this sudden revelation of truth would mollify his sister. How woefully wrong he was. She immediately turned on him again.
"Well, you still shouldn't have been gone for an entire day and most of the night."
"What! There's no way we were in the Ghost Zone for that long. All we did was go to the ceremony and the party and come straight back," Danny said, praying that her sister was too angry to notice his white lie.
"That couldn't have taken a day and a night."
"Well, we noticed that you were gone at around 10:00 this morning, and now it's about 1 AM. How can you explain that?"
"I have a theory…but it's pretty weak and completely untested…" Danny said as he cast his fate to the winds.
"Well, what is it?" Jazz demanded.
"Maybe time passes more slowly in the Ghost Zone than in the real world. That's how the same ghosts can continue to haunt us, even years after we've initially met them, and they still have the same appearance as the first time we fought."
"You're right," Jazz said with a sarcastic grin, "That theory is pretty weak. I have a feeling about what went on, but I think that as your punishment, I'll keep quiet and let you stew in fear and worry about what exactly I know."
"Thanks Jazz-I think." Jazz walked out of the room, allowing Danny to tiredly sink into bed and fall into a deep slumber filled with dreams of the love of his life, Sam.