Sooo... Forgot that I hadn't posted this last part but here it is now.

A week later Dash found himself standing outside of Fenton Works with a bottle of wine in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other. He was sweating buckets despite the cool evening air and he felt more like a man walking towards a guillotine than towards the house of his boyfriend's parents.

He had wanted to dress up nicely; tie, jacket, pants, the works, in order to impress the Fentons and not look like the punk bully he had been in his early years of high school, but Danny had talked him into being more casual. Thus he found himself standing outside the door dressed in a simple light blue polo shirt and khaki pants while Danny stood next to him. He had decided to wear a green plaid button up shirt and he had the top two buttons undone letting the top of his tattoo show. It wasn't like he was broadcasting the fact he had gotten a tattoo but tonight was a coming out for more than just being bisexual and this was going to serve as a precursor for what the young man planned to reveal.

"Your dad's going to throw me into that Ghost Portal thing of yours, isn't he?"

"My dad is a big teddy bear," Danny smirked and rang the doorbell, "My mom however is like a mother bear."

When Dash gave him a curious look Danny just smirked evilly, "Meaning that like a mother bear if you hurt her cubs she will maul you and scatter your entrails across the tri-county area."

"Charming…" The blond rolled his eyes now extremely thankful for the invention of antiperspirant deodorant as he heard the sounds of someone approaching the door from inside.

"DANNY!" Mrs. Fenton opened the door smiling widely. She had aged well; her red hair barely had a hint of grey in it and the winkles in her face added more to her sense of wisdom than to her age. She also still wore her aquamarine jump suit and it still fit her well. All in all she looked well for a woman who had raised two children and dealt with battling ghosts for decades.

"Hey, mom," Danny gave his mother a hug before stepping back and gestured to the man beside him, "You remember Dash don't you?"

The woman turned to look at the blond and frowned, "Dash Baxter? Yes, I seem to recall someone by that name being a bit of a nuisance to you and your friends when you were younger. Why's he here?"

She glared at him hard and Dash could barely swallow the lump of fear that was trying to lodge itself in his throat.

"Mom," Danny whined embarrassed at his mother's actions, "I'll tell you and dad both about why he's here in a minute. Just let us in first, ok?"

"Fine, but I'm watching you, Baxter." Mrs. Fenton glared at him and Danny just shook his head tiredly as he walked into the house. Nothing had really changed over the years and to Danny it even smelled the same as when he had lived here last.

"Maddie? Did I hear Danny?" A strong voice bellowed from upstairs and the three adults turned to see Jack Fenton coming down the stairs dressed in nice jeans and a casual collared shirt. The man was still as large as Dash remembered him, but he had his own winkles now on a face that was worn from hard work and heat from experiments. His hair was mostly white now, making him look even older, but still the youthfulness and love in the man's eyes at seeing his son standing back in his house made him look years younger.

"DANNY!" The man quickly made his way towards his son and pulled him up into a tight bear hug that popped his back, "It's good to see you, my boy!"

"It's good to see you too, dad," Danny grunted and was put down after one last squeeze. It was after he was let go that the elder Fenton seemed to finally notice Dash. His eyes looked at him curiously before looking down at the flowers and wine before looking back up at his face with a tilt of his head and a raise of his brow.

"And I see you brought a friend…?" He looked over at his wife like he was mentally asking her if she was seeing the same thing he was seeing.

"Yes, dear, that's Dash Baxter… and our son is going to explain why he's here before I go upstairs to change for dinner."

This was it for Dash. This was the moment that Danny was going to come out as bi to his parents. He hadn't spoken to his own parents in years and was on even worse terms with them even before that. Getting their approval of Danny wasn't even an issue in Dash's eyes. Their opinion meant nothing to him and he had no plans of ever even introducing Danny to them.

The Fentons, though, were another matter entirely. They had a stable loving relationship. The kind every kid wants their parents to have. Sure they were weird and dorky and had all sorts of quirks but they loved each other unconditionally and that's what mattered. They also loved their kids with all their hearts and cherished them, and Dash hoped that they approved of him. After all, he didn't want to cause a rift between Danny and his parents.

"Well," Danny smiled a bit bashfully and looked at his parents before he turned his gaze back to Dash's face and wrapped his arm around his waist and pulled him forward a bit, "Dash and I have been dating for a little over a year now and I wanted to introduce him to you as my boyfriend. We actually moved in together not too long ago and I thought it was way past time for you all to meet."

The two men just stood there for a moment as the older couple stared at them in wide eyed amazement. They looked at each other and then back at the two men before Mrs. Fenton finally started to chuckle.

"Well that's certainly a surprise considering your history. I'm sure there's a good story behind how you two got together, but I think that would work best while we eat dinner. Excuse me and I'll get dressed," she started to walk up the stairs but turned to look back at her son, "And don't think I won't ask about that tattoo on your chest, Danny, I want to know what it is and why you felt the need to make sure we saw it."

Mr. Fenton's head jerked back to look at his son and both men saw his eyes go wide at the ink that was peeking out along the dark haired man's throat. He looked at the marks then up to Danny's face and back a few times before he frowned.

"We have a LOT to talk about tonight it seems…," He seemed cross for a moment and it made Dash feel nervous; like he was about to witness a spectacular blow out between parent and child before the older man continued on with a smile, "But all that can wait for dinner. Danny, why don't you help me get the food out and Dash can set the plates on the table?"

"Sure, dad," Danny smiled and followed his father, taking the whine Dash had brought with him. The other man quickly followed after the pair and once shown where everything was, collected the plates and silverware and took it to the table they would be eating at. Since it was only the four of them there wasn't much for him to do and he finished setting everything right as the male Fentons started to bring food in.

The dinner itself was a standard affair. A hearty lasagna, salad, rolls, and Mrs. Fenton even brought out some cookies she had made afterwards for dessert. The whole time there was light conversation about how the two men had started dating, what they had been doing, how work was going for them, and the two older Fentons were genuinely pleasant to Dash. After the meal was done and the dishes were soaking in the sink the two couples made their way to the living room and Mr. Fenton poured them all some of the whine that Dash had brought.

"I must say, Dash," Mr. Fenton smiled as he smelled the cork he pulled from the bottle, "You have very good taste."

"Well of course he does, Jack, he is dating our darling son after all," Mrs. Fenton spoke with fondness as she sat next to her husband on the loveseat with a glass of the whine in hand.

"Mom…" Danny cringed embarrassed at her praise and Dash couldn't help but pull him closer to him on the couch and kiss his forehead. The couples sat like that for a few moments, sipping the whine and enjoying the quiet of the evening together until Mrs. Fenton finally sighed and looked over at her son.

"Danny, you still haven't told us the story behind that tattoo that you felt the need for us to see. I don't mind that you got one mind you, you are a grown man and it is your body to do with whatever you like so long as you aren't harming yourself, but still I feel like you have something more to tell us."

"You're right," Danny sighed and took a deep sip of his remaining whine before he sat up and took a deep steadying breath.

"The truth is that I wanted to tell you a lot of things tonight. The least of them being that Dash and I are dating and living together," Hearing an annoyed grunt Danny glanced over and saw the big blond frowning at him, "Not that that's not a real big deal though because Dash has been great and is really important to me!"

Satisfied with hearing that Dash smiled and nodded before taking his boyfriend's hand and giving it a comforting squeeze, "It's just there's something else I wanted to tell you and this tattoo is a big part of it."

"You see," Danny removed his hand from Dash's grip and started to undo the buttons on his shirt one at a time revealing the head of the bird before going down more to where the intersection of the Y-incision scar appeared on his chest. He heard his parents gasp and knew that they had seen it but kept going until all the buttons were undone before removing his shirt completely and showing off the jade phoenix that covered the Y-shaped scar on his torso, "This tattoo is my way of dealing with a very painful trauma I went through years ago. I took something that was ugly and grew from it and became stronger and better and this was my way of celebrating that fact."

"Danny…" Mrs. Fenton nervously reached out her hand several times before pulling it back and covering her mouth trying to remain collected as tears started to form in her eyes, "What happened to you?"

"Just before graduation I was captured by the Guys in White," Danny lowered his head remembering that moment as he pulled his shirt back on and started to redo the buttons.

"What?!" The sound of a glass shattering brought everyone's attention back towards Mr. Fenton who's glass had now shattered in his hand. Thankfully he wasn't bleeding and the glass had been empty but still it was a shock that he had done that, as was the furious look in his eyes, "Why would they want to capture you? And they did that?! Danny if they were after something of your mother's and mine you should have just gave it to them or told them! You mean more to us than any information we might have had!"

"More importantly: why didn't you tell us? We could have gone to the police! They can't do that to a human being, Danny, they can't…," Mrs. Fenton gesticulated wildly at Danny trying to remain composed, "Do… THAT, to someone! And why? Why would they even do that to you…?"

"Mom, dad, please, calm down…" He reached out and held his mother's hand and that was all it took for her to start crying and for Mr. Fenton to wrap his arm around her and start shedding his own tears as well at seeing what had been done to his only son.

After a few moments the two calmed down and composed themselves. It was hard to remain calm at seeing what had happened to their child but they wanted to hear what exactly had happened to him that had led to this scar.

"You see…" Danny sighed as he pulled back, "They did this because of the biggest secret I've kept from you guys since I was 14."

Both of the Fentons gasped in shock as a ring of light appeared around Danny before splitting and moving up and down his body changing his outfit to a black and white jumpsuit. As the rings finished traveling up his head to change his blue eyes to green and his black hair to white he cautiously looked at his parents' shocked faces. They stared openly in shock at seeing what had happened right before them and for a few moments no one said anything.

"Danny… what…?" Mrs. Fenton held her hand to her face again as she stared at her son's change into the ghost hero of Amity Park.

"It's a bit of a long story," Danny smiled sheepishly as he changed back to his human form and rubbed the back of his neck.

"It's our house, Danny my boy," Mr. Fenton smirked though with a look on his face that said he was trying not to freak out about this before he leaned back in his seat, "We're not going anywhere."

"Right," Danny chuckled nervously and leaned against Dash as he wrapped his arm around the dark haired man, "Well you see…"

With that Danny started to tell his parents about how he had become what he was. He told them about the accident with the portal and discovering his powers and went on to tell them about everything that had happened to him over the years. He avoided the subjects of Dan and Vlad because those were more complicated issues and secrets that didn't need to be dealt with tonight, but other than that he was truthful with just about everything up to the point when he was captured by the GiW.

Dash gave his boyfriend's hand a comforting squeeze as Danny recounted the events that happened. The strange thing, though, was that Danny didn't shake nearly as much as he usually did when talking about that memory. It was strangely comforting to Dash to know that Danny was slowly starting to heal from such a horrific ordeal. Looking at the Fentons and their horrified expressions, however, reminded him of the time he had heard this story and all the emotions it brought up.

"I was saved by another ghost that I know who's a good friend of mine, and after that I was stitched up and tried to put it behind me. It didn't work out too well though and recently a case brought back all those horrible nightmares I used to have about what they did to me. I've been seeing a therapist for the trauma and I've been getting better and decided that doing this," Danny waved his hand down his chest, "Was, like I said, a good way to take an ugly memory and make it into something better."

"In a lot of ways that ugly memory has made me a lot stronger. I fight smarter, I'm more cautious and alert, I'm stronger," Danny started to smile as he thought of all the ways he had improved himself over the years and then looked back at Dash who tilted his head curious as to what he was thinking, "Because of what happened I couldn't become an astronaut like I wanted but because of that I now have a great job serving the community and I got a great boyfriend out of it too. So really this was just like the final part of taking that ugly incident and making it into what it really was: a memory that allowed me to grow and become the man I… I hope you're proud I became."

"Oh, Danny," Mrs. Fenton stood up and pulled her son into her arms, hugging him for all she was worth, "Of course we're proud of you. We couldn't be more proud with everything you've accomplished. As our son or as Phantom; you've become such a good strong and upstanding man and we couldn't be more proud of you."

"She's right, Danny," Mr. Fenton came up and enveloped both wife and son in his own bear hug embrace, "We're both so proud of you, and we're sorry if we ever made you feel like you were unsafe with us because of what you were. We love you."

"I love you guys too," Danny reached around and hugged them as tight as he could, the weight of his secrets were now lifted from his shoulders and he felt worlds lighter than he ever had before.

Seeing the family having a moment, Dash tried to quietly get up and leave the room to give them some alone time. The blond however didn't make it far before a deep cough got his attention and he looked back at a frowning Mr. Fenton.

"Get over here, Dash, as far as I'm concerned you're part of the family now too." Dash didn't have a moment to protest as he found the larger man's arm reach out and pull him into the family hug. It was nice, warm, and full of love, just what Dash expected from this crazy family.

Later that night, after the two men had found their way back home and climbed into bed, Danny took off his shirt and laid back next to Dash. It was unusual for Danny to sleep without a shirt but Dash wasn't one to complain about the sight that now greeted him. Where there had once been a horrific scar there now was etched beautiful flowing green shapes. It was a wondrous sight and Dash couldn't help but trace the outlines up Danny's chest.

"So that was an evening, huh?" Danny chuckled and reached up to brush back the blond hairs on Dash's head.

"Told you they'd accept everything about you. Neither the ghostly half nor the liking guys part made them look at you any differently than they already did. Though I think they're a bit more proud of you now for coming clean about your life."

"Yeah, though I think my mom is happier that I've actually got someone in my life."

"Please tell me she's not pressuring us to get married," Dash groaned and then caught himself, "Not that that'd be such a horrible thing or whatever, it's just that we haven't been dating that long and we just moved in together and I don't want to rush anything even though we've known each other for years and everything I just think that we have a bit more to learn about each other and get used to things before we actually take that step you know? Not that I'm saying I'll never want to it's just that I don't know a lot about healthy relationships and you're like the best relationship I've ever had but of course the rest have been pretty much train wrecks and my parents were never prime examples of a healthy relationship, whereas your parents have like this totally awesome marriage where they-" Dash was suddenly cut off from his ramblings as firm lips pushed into his. Danny slowly pushed Dash down into the bed and leaned over him to deepen their kiss for a few moments more before pulling back, his dark hair falling over his face and a cocky smirk on his lips.

"Calmed down now?"

"Heh… Yeah sorry I just got nervous," Dash shrugged sheepishly and squirmed a bit to get situated for sleep.

"It's fine, and no I don't think my mom would pressure us to get married. She's just happy that I'm happy and hopes that we stay happy together for a long time."

"That's good," A deep yawn escaped from the blond as Danny reached over to turn off the light on his nightstand causing the room to fall into complete darkness.

"Goodnight, Dash," Danny spoke from his side of the bed and Dash reached over to pull him closer.

"Goodnight, Danny," Dash smiled and leaned his head down to kiss his boyfriend's lips, not needing light to know where they were, "I love you."

"I love you too." Danny smiled and leaned his head against Dash's shoulder before closing his eyes. It had been a good night, and with a brighter future ahead of him Danny fell asleep content and without fear in the arms of the person who meant the world to him.

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