Kittens,

Lucky for you guys I'm sick and taking off work. Now I am writing this chapter and hoping the power doesn't go out on me. Sigh. Anyways I'm glad people like this story because I do too. Another big thanks to WingsOfMorphius for her drawing that spawned this.

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Freshgal

"Shhh."

The older Danny put his finger to his lips as he walked to the end of the alley and looked out. He quickly pulled his head back in with a slight frown.

The boys looked at him questioningly. "There are too many guards out there for us to slip through unnoticed and you guys don't know your way around to split up. So we're going to have to do a run through."

"Wait," Tucker had a little fear in his eyes, "what's a run through."

"This." Older Danny grabbed Tucker in one hand and Danny in the other as he turned into Phantom. He made himself and the boys intangible and began to fly straight into the wall to their left.

He didn't stop flying as they phased through the homes of the citizens of Amity Park. The younger boys could hear the faint yelling of the guard as they increased the space between them wall by wall.

Danny never knew he could fly this fast. As he looked through the houses nearly everything was a blur but every once in a while his brain would take a snapshot of his surroundings. Children playing with toys, people cooking in kitchens, it all seemed so normal except for the eyes of Desiree glaring from the walls of every home boring hole into his soul.

Suddenly there was a stop so abrupt that Danny felt as if his skin was being yanked off. They made a sudden jolt downward and the two boys were dropped on a hard packed sand floor.

"Ow!" Tucker yelled from the floor as he held his churning stomach, "What the hell man, what the hell?"

Chuckling a little Older Danny watched the boys writhe in pain, "Sorry guys, I know it hurts but it'll go away in a minute. Jeez, you guys are punks." He changed back to Fenton

Tucker took a look at his surroundings. They were in a room that had sofas, large beautifully painted vases, and a intricately woven rug on the floor. He could tell they were in some type of basement because he could see people's walking feet outside window at the top of the room. There was a door ajar to his left through which he could see stairs with sunlight at the top.

He watched the older male walk over to what looked like a mini-fridge set in stones. He took this time to really study him. The older version of his best friend was very tall and well muscled. On the left side of his neck and right arm were tatoos of odd symbols. He wore a blue lenin shirt with purple writing and black lenin pants that flared out over black Adidas. He pulled out two extensively carved clay jars from the fridge and handed them to the boys, "Here, drink this, it'll make your stomach feel better."

The two looked at him with a bit of hesitation before drinking. The drink was delicious.

They still looked at him with a bit of anger, "Hey, you guys should be happy we got away executions these days are not pretty. So how did you guys get here anyway?"

Danny a little more until his gut began to settle. He glared up at his older self before beginning to explain, "Desiree sent us here."

"Well how could that have happened when I'm here? When were you taken?"

"When we found out she was Amal."

"She must have split us."

"What?"

"While I lived through her taking over another me a.k.a. you were sent in the future to see what has happened. She's has a crude sense of humor."

Tucker sat up; still rubbing his slightly stinging stomach, "Wait, so I'm in the future too?"

"Yeah you work in the palace. You're one of the men we have on the inside."

"So, there is a resistance?" Danny said eagerly, " Are you, I mean, am I the head?"

"No, we're second in command. My w-," the older Danny cut off as they all heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs.

"Hide!" mouthed Danny as he stalked over to the side of the door and changed into Phantom. Tucker ran and hid behind one of the vases while Danny hid behind the sofa giving him a perfect view of the door and himself just in case.

As a hand reached for the door Danny grabbed it and in a flash of red he had the woman pinned up against the wall with his forearm against her shoulders but her rapier was at his throat.

"Valerie," he breathed against the blade.

"Danny, I'm so glad you're here," she said with a soft smile as she slowly lowered her sword but thought about it for a minute and raised it again, "I ought to kill you. Didn't I tell you that they were starting to question me? What if he had shot his ray at you making you lose your power? You would have been executed in public, Danny! I can't lose you, you promised me." Her strong façade began to fade as she thought of what could've happened. A tear rolled down her cheek.

He changed back to Fenton and gently slid her hood back from her face and wiped away her tear. Leaning over he placed his forehead against hers, "Yes, I know that I promised to you Val, and I don't plan to break that promise, okay?"

"Okay," Valerie said in more of a whisper. Danny took the sides of her face in his hands and pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss.

Tucker's jaw dropped open as an unconscious smile spread across young Danny's face. He never knew that his future self could be this cool. The two watched separately as the kiss deepened.

The Danny behind the sofa was suddenly scared out of his skin by someone clearing their throat from the other side of the room. Valerie quickly pulled away from the other's lips as she looked toward the side of the room the sound came from.

"Oh yeah," Danny said with a little frustration, " Val we have visitors."

The younger Danny rose from behind the sofa and glared at Tucker as he came from behind the vase.

Valerie's mouth fell open as she backed up into Danny who wrapped his arms around her waist to keep her calm. He leaned his head against hers and explained, " Don't worry Valerie, it's just me and Tuck from four years ago. Desiree sent them here."

Though her face relaxed body was still on alert as she eyed the younger boys cautiously. "Boys," he smiled at them and squeezed Valerie a little closer, "this is the head of the actual head of the resistance, my wife but you guys know her better as Valerie."

"I'm married?"

"Yup."

"To Valerie?"

"Yes!" Danny held up his hand to hi-five Tucker but from the look on his friend's face he decided to let it drop.

"Alright she's your wife whoopee," Tucker sighed rubbing his temples, "but why is she working for the other side and trying to kill you and since we've all seemed to forget, where the hell is Sam?"

The older two suddenly became quiet. Valerie closed her eyes almost painfully and pulled away from her husband's embrace. She walked over to the one of the couches and sat down. Pulling her legs into her she buried her face in her knees.

Older Danny sat next to his wife and wrapped his arm around his wife. He looked solemnly at the boys, "She is Desiree's…companion."

"What do you mean by companion?"

"Desiree," Valerie spoke up, "uses her to feel, to taste, to be human for periods when its good for her. Sam's body is pampered and preened at the cost of her almost never being in control of it. And it's all my fault."

"No its not, Baby." Danny tried to comfort his wife but she was just inconsolable.

"Yes it is, I sent her to you. I put you all in danger."

"You didn't know."

"It doesn't matter. I should have felt something was wrong."

"Well, why do you work for her?" Tucker asked trying to be careful of Valerie's feelings.

"Desiree chose me to be head pf her royal guard because I was the first to befriend her as Amal. I make up part of the inner circle."

"She's the only way we can keep tabs on Sam's…condition." Danny was gently rocking Valerie.

"But Desiree has been talking about making the arrangement more permanent and expanding the empire."

"And this totalitarian government kills off all that try to oppose her."

"That's why we have to overthrow Desiree. If not only for the world itself, for Sam," she pulled her head up and rested it against Danny's shoulder, "I have watched too many of my friends suffer."

Young. Danny and Tucker fell silent and looked at each other before turning to the other two, "What can we do?"

Wow. That hurt just writing it. It's not like I hate Sam or anything, she's funny in her own way its just that I know she wouldn't be that docile if she had a choice, but I'm getting ahead of myself. Oh and sorry this chapter is so short it was just very easy to get finished with. I know it gets kind of confusing with the different Dannys, I'll try to fix it.

Thanks to:

I see lawn gnomes

Phantom of a Rose

Hikari no Tenshi

and of course,

WingsOfMorphius

Peace, Love, what's wrong with it?