A/N: I once again haven't up-dated in awhile. Kill me why don't'cha!

Chapter Twenty-Seven

I Wanted To Ask You Something

Upon reaching the Fenton Ghost-Portal, Danny sighed. "What's wrong?" Sam asked him, her voice a little quiet because she found herself falling asleep.

"I'm gonna go back into the Ghost Zone once I talk to Jazz and probably Tucker if she called him or something," Danny said.

"What, why?" Sam asked, looking at him. Danny looked down at her.

"I need to talk to someone," Danny answered. "I'll only be a few minutes though, promise."

Sam seemed reluctant, but nodded anyway. Danny phased through the portal door and into the lab. He phased, still, through the wall and into the living room. Sure enough, Jazz was pacing back and forth across the floor, mumbling to herself about something incoherently. "Jazz," Danny whispered, becoming visible again. She quickly stopped and turned towards the two as Danny set Sam down.

"You're back!" she squealed, walking over quickly and throwing her arms around them.

"Oh, ow, ow," Danny said, easing away from her. "Please, don't do that."

"Oh, sorry," Jazz said, letting them go. Danny rubbed his shoulders gently, wincing. "What happened? It's been nearly seven hours!"

"Well, let's see," Sam said, counting on her fingers. "Vlad, A) kidnapped me and then made a clone of me. B) Put the clone to fool Danny into giving him energy through his emotions..."

Danny stopped her. "He fooled me into doing these trials in order to save Sam's life. In the end, I lost, but fortunately for me, it was just a clone, not the real Sam," he said, looking at Sam carefully. "Then I accidentally beat up Vlad and we got away. The end."

"I tell a way better story," Sam pointed out. Danny grinned and looked at Jazz, who was mildly confused.

"Let's just leave it at: Vlad kidnapped Sam, fooled you, and you got away after beating him, capeesh?" Jazz asked. They nodded. "Unfortunately, Tucker hasn't made it over yet. I called him, but he never answered. I left a message though."

"Did you call his cell?" Sam asked. Jazz nodded.

"He's probably grounded again," Danny said then. Jazz shrugged.

"I tried," she said. "But you guys, especially Danny, must be exhausted! We should get you guys into bed pronto."

"Uh..." Danny and Sam mumbled in unison. Jazz finally went over what she'd said and quickly waved both hands in the air.

"You guys!" she complained. They broke into laughter. "Well, I still think you should get some sleep."

"I've got something I need to do first, though," Danny quickly said.

"Danny, you of all should be getting some rest," Sam said. "You've been running around destroying robots, capturing ghosts, and beating up bad guys for a non-stop seven full hours."

"I know," Danny said. "But I've just really got to do this. Come on, it'll only be a few minutes. I know what I'm doing. I'm not five."

"Just let him," Jazz said. "I'm sure he really does know what he's doing. Besides, you left Vlad beat up, didn't you? If you did there's no problem." Danny nodded at her slowly, still looking at Sam.

"Fine," she said. "But you'd better be back and quick." Danny nodded and was about to phase out when he was taken by surprise as Sam's lips quickly met his. The kiss was much to quick for his liking, but it left a sensation he couldn't quite get over too quickly. "Else I'll knock you senseless."

Danny smiled and saluted before phasing out the room and back into the lab.

"So you guys are finally...an 'item', huh?" Jazz asked. Sam sighed but said no more. Were they together now? Could they even be together? I mean, with all the ghosts hunting him down she wouldn't be able to take it.

Danny, meanwhile, was already in the Ghost Zone. He knew exactly where he was going and exactly what he was going to do, but had no idea what in the world he was going to say once he got there. He had a small clue, but what's that compared to everything else? Nothing. He sighed as the floating doors around him began to become less and less abundant. Then a tower came into view and the doors became replaced by gears and other types of clock parts. He paid them no mind. He'd come here to do only one thing and was not about to let this distract him. Even if the place looked a little ominous.

He reached one of the windows of the tower and quickly flew inside. No one was in the tower, he noticed, but the strange feeling of being watched flooded his system. "Hello?" he called. No answer. He bit his lower lip.

Blinking, he looked around, landing on the floor. Maybe this was a bad time. "Daniel," came the old-sounding voice from behind him. Danny whirled around on his heels, nearly falling down. The old-aged ghost stood - floated, actually - before him. Danny sighed and slowed his heart beat.

"Clockwork," he greeted right back. the ghost smiled thinly and switched into a younger state.

"Why have you come?" he asked.

"I wanted to ask you something," Danny said.

E/N: I'm gonna leave the chapter there. I know it's short and all, but trust me, it's almost the end of the story so I wanna give you guys a little more to read by spacing the chapters out and putting in a little more plot. Also, the little talk between Clockwork and him, well, you'll have to wait for that later. Plus I may Write a sequel to this one. Fun, fun!

--Airamé Phantom