Eek! Sorry for not posting much this week… I got kind of distracted with stuff… just because I can't think of any of it right now doesn't mean there wasn't any, right? Right.

Anyway, thanks to ElvisFan1, Yami-Chan and Unrealistic, dizapearingirl, and DP fan for reviewing.

Also, thanks to Unrealistic for the 'fudge ghost.'

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Danny opened his eyes to see- nothing. The room, wherever he was, was almost completely dark, the only light a faint blue glow from the bars of the cage he was in…

Wait a second, CAGE? Danny scrambled up from where he was lying on the floor, and pressed his hand to the nearest bar, which he quickly learned was ghost proof.

He snatched his hand back, waving it to try and get it to stop stinging.

Just as his vision was starting to adjust to the oppressive darkness all around, several overhead lights snapped on, nearly blinding him.

Danny buried his head in his hands, waiting a minute or so before cautiously raising it again. The light was still bright, but bearable.

He was surprised at what he saw. It was the sort of lab he would expect Vlad to have back in his timeline… but Vlad didn't have a lab here, did he? So who…

Ah. Who else?

A large figure loomed across Danny's field of vision.

Jack Plasmius, A.K.A. The Fudge ghost, A.K.A. His dad.

And more than that, on the other side of the lab, what could only be one thing- a ghost portal.

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"Jazz, we need to talk." Sam glared at the older girl with a passion that surprised Jazz.

"Um… what about?"

"My parents. They're gone. They might be strange, and preppy, and… strange, but they're still my parents, and I love them more than any other living being on this planet. Except my grandma."

For once, the psychologist-to-be was lost for words.

"Have you ever heard of a ghost called Jack Plasmius?" she asked, once she had regained the use of her mouth.

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"You must allow me to transport Daniel back to his proper time-line!" Clockwork protested, arguing with the observants.

Observant one spoke in his usual mono-tone. "If this impending doom is as bad as you say, why did you allow him to change the past in the first place?"

Clockwork sighed, tempted to just ignore the giant eyeball in front of him and do it anyway- but he knew they would give in- after All, he knew everything.

"His older self exists outside of time. I can't see anything that his future holds. I know only that he will be drawn to his past like a magnet, and the only way Daniel can hope to defeat him is with the help of his two best friends."

"So take them there. If they lose, he will not destroy the main time line, and we can move on."

"But they are already there! If there are two of them running around, it could ruin everything!"

Observant number two answered. "You will have to hope it doesn't. Cure their ecto-acne. Then bring them there. We will be watching to see if you do what we say."

And then they were gone.

Clockwork looked through his viewing portal. There was an image of a dying Sam and Tucker on it. He smiled. They didn't know it, but the observants had given him exactly what he wanted.

Short, I know. Sorry. Clockwork comes back in this chapter! Yay! What was he arguing with the observants about? How much will Jazz tell Sam? What sinister deeds does the Fudge ghost (Thanks Unrealistic!) have planned for Danny?

Find out… um… probably Wednesday!