A/N Ok guys sorry for the late update, but I had some beta reader problems, my main beta reader was outta town, and the other person who said they could do it for me if I ever needed it was also gone. Gosh well just so you know, chapter 11 is about 3/4 done so it will be up soon, I hope. We go on vacation starting Saturday and it lasts till Wedsday, but I'll try to get it up before than if I can, if I can't sorry. Well this chapter is pretty good, alot of stuff happens that's important to the plot and stuff. So read on!...

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or any other characters from that series, Butch Hartman does.
I do not own Spider-Man or any other characters from that series, Sony Pictures owns any thing mentioned from the movies, and Stan Lee owns the actual characters. I do, however, own the brain, creativity, and ideas (Unless noted in A/N) to create this story :)

Along Came a Spider

Chapter 10: Bonding With Trouble

"What took you guys so long?", Tucker asked as he opened the door to find Danny and Sam standing on the other side.

"Well it's a long way from my place to Sam's place to your place for starters," Danny commented.

"And MJ wouldn't let me go 'till I swore we weren't doing anything dangerous," Sam added.

"And Sam insisted on taking the 'scenic' route," Danny finished.

"What, flying is nice," Sam said, gazing at Danny for a second before blushing.

"Ok puppies, get in here, we got some work to do!", Tucker said interrupting the two blushing teens.

"What's this all about anyway, Tuck?", Danny asked as they entered the house.

"You'll see in a minute," Tucker said, ushering them to the living room. He approached the mirror, followed by Danny and Sam.

"A Mirror?", Sam asked.

"It's what's behind it," Tucker said, opening the mirror door and nodding at them to follow.

They followed with questionable glances as Tucker led the way through the hallway like room. He rounded a corner and stopped.

"Ok, so we're staring at an empty looking storage unit of some kind, big deal," Danny said, about to turn around when Tucker grabbed his shoulder and made him stay.

"Ok so you're probably wondering why we're here," Tucker said to both his friends, who nodded in return.

"Well a few days ago, the day Danny went 'missing' I did some exploring, and I found this room, but when I found this," he pointed to the thing that they were looking at, "it wasn't empty"

"Ok, you got my attention," Sam said, "but what was on/in it?"

"Well it was some kind of armored flight suit, and a jet pad, a lot like Valerie's," Tucker told them. "And over there on that pole," he said pointing to a pole that was by the flight suit's station (Beta Reader, please replace this if you have a better word for what to call where the flight suit normally stays, thanks!), "was some sort of green mask thing. It was creepy."

"Yeah, and speaking of creepy, check this out," Danny said pointing to a wall covered in shelves. Each shelf had loads and loads of tiny clear-golden balls, each containing something. "I wonder what they are for," he said as he reached for one.

"Danny, don't!", Sam cried and grabbed his hand and pulled it away from the shelf. She held it for a few more seconds before letting go and blushing once more.

"Maybe we should leave the room and go somewhere more open to talk," Tucker said, starting for the door.

"Yeah, and have everyone and his uncle overhear us," Danny said, "I say we stay here and try to figure this all out"

"Me too," Sam added.

"Oh fine," Tucker said, giving in and sitting down on the dusty ground, soon joined by Sam and Danny.

"So how do we explain all this?", Sam began.

"I may be able to start, Tucker what time the other day did you discover the flight stuff?", Danny asked his African American friend.

"Umm, around noon, I guess. Why?" Tucker answered, confused.

"Well that was after I got rid of Vlad, but before Harry came home, so that suit must've been used before, by Harry or someone else," Danny explained.

"And . . . ," Sam asked wondering where this was going.

"Well remember what I told you guys about Vlad and Harry, how he did something to him?", Danny continued.

"Yeah, you did, now that I think about it. Why?" Tucker answered.

"I think he did something that made Harry decide to take this suit and stuff," Danny concluded, then added, "and I doubt any of it is for good"

"Well that explains a lot except now we have another 'bad guy' roaming the streets," Sam said to Danny.

"Yeah, and he's not part ghost like Vlad, so he may be harder to beat," Tucker added.

"Ahh what's so hard about Harry that I won't be able to beat, he's just another ghost to me," Danny said with a grin.

It was close to 5:00 and all three groups had decided to meet for dinner at a little Italian place Peter knew of called "Martinelli's." Danny and Peter were the first to show up, and then Sam and MJ showed up, leaving Tucker and Peter. Waiting patiently at their table, Tucker and Harry finally showed up 20 minutes later, Harry looking extremely winded and woebegone.

"Gee Harry, you look like you were hit by a truck," Peter commented as they sat down at the table.

"Well I was just . . . busy," Harry said, kind of like he didn't know what he was doing.

Danny glanced at Tucker, who glanced at Sam, who smiled at Danny, showing that she knew what he meant. Earlier that day they had all decided to keep a close watch on Harry from now on, just incase. Sam continued smiling even after Danny looked away, and MJ caught it and elbowed Sam to stop.

The waiter arrived and they all gave him their orders before once again setting off on a long discussion.

"So MJ, have you heard back about that play yet?", Peter asked his friend across the table.

"Yeah, and I got it!", MJ said happily, "They said they'd call back sometime this week to tell me what I'm playing exactly"

"Whatever it is we'll come for sure!", Peter said nodding at Harry, "right Harry?"

Harry who was glaring at Danny oddly suddenly looked up"Wha . . . oh yeah sure," Harry said not knowing what he agreed to.

"Thanks guys, that makes me feel good," MJ told them.

"And if we're still here, we'll come too," Tucker added.

"Yeah," Danny told her.

"Well now that puts a lot more pressure on me to do good," MJ said sighing before changing the subject, "So what was so important this afternoon, guys?"

Tucker choked on his water, Sam stopped mid yawn (it had been a tiring day), and Danny's hand phased through the table.

Danny quickly pulled his hand out of the table before anyone other than Sam, who had started laughing silently, could notice his brief screw up.

"Oh well Tucker was just bored that's all, what with Harry always being gone, so he made up a story to get us over there," Sam told MJ, who didn't look convinced. Sam had an odd feeling they'd end up talking about this later.

"Well Tucker, if you're bored you can spend the day with us tomorrow," Peter offered, "I don't have any classes and we don't really have plans, I could show both of you around New York"

"That sounds fun Peter, can I come too?" Sam said, interrupting Tucker's answer, "It'll give MJ a break, and trust me she needs one"

"Hey!", MJ said loudly.

"Just kidding"

"Well yeah I guess so, we could just spend the day exploring New York in all it's glory," Peter told them.

"Ok I'm in. Harry can drop me off before work tomorrow, right man?", Tucker said looking at Harry.

Harry was once again not paying attention to them at all, but this time he was staring at the ceiling, "Yeah ok," he said.

"Better have me pick you up Tucker," Peter said.

"Yeah, sounds good," Tucker answered.

About three hours later, Harry and Tucker arrived back at Harry's place, and Harry headed straight to the living room to sit down.

"Listen, Harry, we need to talk," Tucker said, sitting down in the chair next to the couch Harry was sitting on.

"What now Tucker?", Harry asked, thinking: Doesn't he ever shut up! All the way home, it was techno this, geek that! Godddddd!

"Well you weren't yourself tonight, and I caught you staring hard at Danny on numerous occasions, are you all right man?", Tucker asked him cautiously.

Harry, being caught unexpected by the question sighed, "No, I'm not . . . I was gone all day and I wasn't at work, but I don't remember where I was or what I was doing"

"Really, you have no idea at all?", Tucker asked curiously, tucking that information away in the back of his mind for later.

"Nope, not a clue, something is wrong with me and I know it, but I can't stop myself, it's like it's taking over me . . . "

With that Harry got up and grabbed a nearby lamp, then rammed it through the window, breaking it. Tucker, who was completely freaked out decided Harry needed some alone time, and started for the stairs.

"You're not going anywhere kid!", Harry said is an evil tone that was far from his own natural voice. Tucker stopped dead in his tracks and turned around. Harry was behind him, coming at him with a sharp looking fire pick that he must've picked up from the fire kit by the fireplace. Any second now Tucker would be hurt, badly. He got closer and closer, but right before Tucker got hit, something swung through the air and grabbed him, sending him to safety.

"Go up to your room and stay there," the man in the red jumpsuit told Tucker as he put him down by the stairs and aimed a web at Harry.

It's that guy Danny was talking about, the Spider-Man . . . ; Tucker thought to himself as he headed up the stairs. But he wasn't about to go to his room, instead he hid by where the wall met the railing, just where he could still see what was going on.

Spider-Man's web had hit Harry in the chest, sending him flying, landing softly on the couch. Looking around to make sure no one was looking, Spider-Man pulled off his mask and gazed at Harry who was looking evilly back.

"Harry, what happened, you seem . . . different, does this have something to do with the accident at Oscorp yesterday?", he asked

"Oh yeah, everything has to do with that doesn't it, bug?", Harry replied evilly.

"What . . . what did you call me?", he asked Harry.

"Bug . . . ," Harry replied plain and simple, "Filthy, goody-too shoes bug"

"You haven't called 'me' that since before you found out my identity . . . Harry something is wrong, and we need to figure this out," Spider-Man replied.

"Oh no . . . I'm fine, just fine thank you," and with that Harry got up, grabbed a lamp and hit Spider man over the head, before he could dodge the bullet.

Meanwhile, up at the top of the stairs, Tucker's mind was wheeling.

Peter is Spider man? NO WAY! I've gotta tell Danny! ; One part of his mind told him, No, I can't, he can't know, not yet! ; the other side said. WILL YOU BOTH SHUT UP! The back of his mind screamed.

It was getting late, and Peter still wasn't home. He had said that he just wanted to go to the store for few things, and he'd be back in no time.

That was over an hour ago; Danny thought to himself, I should really go look for him.

He thought about this a few more seconds before glancing at the table to where an opened newspaper lie. He sat down at the table and stared at the front page for the 3rd time that day:

NEW YORK CITY GETS GHOSTLY VISITORS, ARE THEY GOOD OR BAD?

In recent reports, Ghosts have been spotted more and more often in the past week. These ghosts seem to want to cause harm, as shown in the pictures below, and will stop at nothing to get what they want . . .

The paragraph went on like that for about five more sentences before Danny was mentioned:

The most common ghost siting has been that of one ghost kid by the name of Inviso-bill. He has been caught numerous times destroying property and has recently been associated with the robbery of three top secret weapons from Oscorp (see page D3 for more details on that), and also for the harm of its owner, Harry Osborne.

Funny how they mention all the crap VLAD did, but they can't mention Vlad himself . . . ; Danny thought as he read the article, and who the heck comes up with Inviso-bill?

Spider man on the other hand, is once again at it as well, although reporters say he's been saving people from these ghosts, no one is sure who is really on the good side just yet.

And that was it for the article. Below it were some pictures. One of them was of Danny holding one of the Oscorp weapons, and the second was of him using his wail in the Oscorp room, Vlad no where in sight.

Closing the Newspaper, Danny gazed at the cover for at least the fifth time that day. It had a large picture of Danny Phantom and Spider man fighting in the Oscorp room. In big, bold letters it read: GHOSTS OR SPIDERS, WHO'S TO BLAME?

Spiders . . . ; Danny thought, it's all him, not me, and well Vlad of course, but the Spiderguy is working for Vlad so there isn't much of a difference.

Deciding that it was too harmful to go out and look for Peter what with the police tracking him (according to page A8) and knowing it would do him no good if he wasn't in ghost mode, he decided just to go to bed and hope that Peter would show up.

Sam was sitting on her extremely squishy bed (they never had time to go buy stuff, what with all the hubbub) when MJ knocked on the door and entered the room, sitting down next to Sam on the bed.

"Sam, I know something's wrong, and I know that you had a better reason for what you did today," MJ told the goth girl next to her.

"Yeah, well maybe I can't tell you ok?"

"You told me Danny's secret, if you can tell someone you barely know that and trust them, then you can tell them anything", MJ said quietly to Sam.

"Oh well Tucker called us over to his place because this flight suit thing he discovered the other day was missing," Sam said casually, not expecting Mary Jane to know what she was talking about.

"Flight suit!", Mary Jane said loudly and in a different tone of voice than she had just used, "You mean the Green Goblin stuff?"

"Green Goblin?"

"Harry's dad was possessed by some super drugs and went all evil and stuff, and the flight suit is what he used to do it in," MJ said sighing.

"Oh . . . ," was all Sam could say.

"So you're saying it's . . . it's . . . gone?", MJ said rather shocked.

"Yeah, it was gone, why?"

"Well this could explain a lot, like Harry's reactions at dinner," MJ said to Sam.

"Oh, if you think he's possessed, Tucker, Danny and I've already figured that out, and we're pretty sure Vlad did something, but we don't know how to fix it, stop it, or fight it"

"Vlad, that guy from before, what could he want this time?", MJ thought out loud.

"I don't know, but it's bad, and we need to stop it before Harry completely loses his mind"

"We'll just have to let it rest for now, there's nothing we can do at this time," MJ said sighing again, then asking in her nice tone from before, "What's with you and Danny?"

Choking on her breath Sam blushed and replied, "Nothing . . . why do you ask," in a squeaky voice.

"Well you were googly eying him all night, and you giggled when his hand went through the table"

"You saw that?"

"Oh, of course I did, I don't miss a thing," MJ replied with a laugh, "but besides that what's up?"

"Well I'm worried for him, what with Harry and Vlad and Spider man and all these people against him now, I'm afraid he might get hurt," Sam confessed to the red head next to her.

"I understand, I used to do the same with Peter," MJ told her, "but I stopped when I saw that he could handle it himself and that nothing would ever hurt him, you should do the same if you have deep feelings for him"

"I don't have dee . . . ," Sam began, but changed to, "You're right, Danny can handle this himself, on his own, without me"

"Well one more thing, are you ever gonna tell him the truth about your feelings, or are you gonna keep 'em inside like I did at first?"

"I don't know yet, but thanks for talking MJ, it helped, I need to get to sleep now," Sam said as MJ got up and headed for the door, as she closed it she winked back at Sam.

A/N, gosh my hand hurts. Ok here are the answers to a few questions you may or may not have: Q) why didn't Peter's Spider Sense tell him to dodge Harry's Lamp? A) well I decided that the more times Danny and Peter's senses go off around each other, the weaker their senses will get. And obviously Peter was with Danny when he knew to come to battle Harry, so it got weaker . . . I hope I remember to include that later now! Q) Why is Sam so open to MJ like that? A) I don't know, but maybe it's 'cause Sam is a girl somewhere in there, and just feels she can trust MJ. If you have any other questions, ask 'em! Sorry for no cliff hangers, I had a good one planned, but the chapter didn't turn out that way, and I'm saving it for an oportune moment,so when it happens it will begood! As for the title, I just couldn't think of any good ones! Review 'cause you know you want to!


Lisa