It's been quite some time since the last update but never fear, Invisible Secrets is back! I've left it for a bit because I didn't believe what I had in mind for the story. Originally I was going to have the she-ghost work with Vlad and have Vlad return but I've since then scrapped that idea. Ever since then, I was writing without an outline because I thought I could handle it, but I couldn't. Now after taking a 5-month break, I'm back with a stronger storyline and I can't wait to finish telling you my story of Danny and Valerie!

"C'mon, C'mon!" Valerie hissed as she struggled with unlocking her door. She had just gotten back home from her visit with Danny. Even though it was finally over, she still felt nervous, making the fact that she couldn't open the door even worse. No matter how hard she jerked her key around, the door handle failed to budge. "Please! Come on!" She applied more force but unfortunately, her efforts weren't successful.

"Ugh…" Valerie groaned sitting down next to her apartment door setting her backpack next to her. She put her head in her hands and stayed like that for a while. Her mind drifted off, thinking about Danny again. Her talk with him seemed a bit rushed. A bit forced. Even though she didn't hate him, she didn't know if she was ready to be friends with him. She said she would like to be but she wasn't sure. After all, he was number one on her hunting list.

But then she thought about the condition he was in and then all the girls that chased him constantly throughout the day. "It must be hard for him…" She muttered to herself. He was dealing with a lot. She sighed and thought about how despite all his newly earned fame, he only really had Sam, Tucker and his family. The vast majority of his fans didn't really care about him, more so the idea of him. He really needed people to be there for him. It wasn't like the people he had weren't enough, Valerie just felt that she could be there for him as well.

It would give her time to decide if she really wanted him to be in her life.

Valerie's thoughts came to a close once she heard her door eerily creak open. She flinched in surprise, nervously wondering how it could have possibly opened. "It was glued tight!" She slowly stood up, picking up her purple backpack at her side.

Anxiously chewing on her lip, Valerie carefully opened the door all the way. She wasn't prepared to see what was on the other side.

Her apartment had been ransacked. Everything either tossed around on the floor or broken. The sofa was turned over, the TV screen was terribly cracked and her fridge was knocked on its side. Not to mention all the broken vases and wall decor that remained shattered on the brown carpet.

Valerie stood at the door in shock, no, complete and utter horror. After being frozen for about 5 minutes, Valerie stepped over all the clutter and walked towards her room. It somehow was even worse. Her bed had been flipped over and broken in half. All her dresser drawers were sprawled across the floor, her desk chair was missing an arm and her computer was completely destroyed. Quickly, she looked in one of the drawers by her desk and pulled out a bag. But the bag was empty.

She took a sharp inhale and ran to her nightstand, looking for something important, but it wasn't there. It wasn't there.

Whoever came here took her weapons and her suit. The one day she forgot her suit at home it was stolen. The one single day out of the thousands and thousands that she had her suit. "This can't be real!" Valerie cried. Who knows who had her dangerous weapons. Who knows what they'll be able to do with them.

Valerie rummaged through her backpack, taking out her cell phone. Danny's name came up first in her contacts and she stared at his name for a bit. "There's no point…" she whispered. And she was right. There wasn't anything Danny could do right now. Her next choice was to call Tucker. It was his personal number so it would be easier to reach him, she thought.

She pressed his name and put the phone up to her ear, standing up to pace across the room. "Tucker Foley. Who's speaking?" Tucker asked when he answered the phone. "Tuck, it's me, Valerie."

There was a sigh of relief. "Oh thank god. I thought another one of those complaining citizens realized I ignored their calls on my business phone and found my personal."

Valerie was quiet.

"So, what's up?" Tucker asked, noticing her silence. "I need you to come to my place, now. I don't have time to explain. And bring Sam." Val was straight to the point. "O-Okay. Is it serious?" Tucker sounded uneasy. "Very. I'll see you in a bit." Before Tucker could say bye, Valerie hung up.

17 minutes later, there was a knock on Valerie's door. She briskly walked over to it and swung it open. Tucker, Sam, and Dani flinched on the other side, not expecting such a sudden greeting. "Thank you for coming. What's she doing here?" Valerie pointed at Dani.

"I was still at Fenton Works, Tucker called, she wanted to tag along." Sam briefly summed it up. "So what's the big emergency?" Tucker asked, preparing himself for the worst. Valerie sighed, stepping aside to let them in.

There were a series of gasps as everyone stepped inside. "What the…" Tucker was speechless. "It was like this when you got here?" Sam looked around in shock. Valerie nodded, "That's not even the worst of it. They took my weapons. My suit."

Tucker, Sam, and Dani all gasped. "This has to be a ghost." Dani decided, flying around the room in investigation. Tucker cautiously looked around, watching carefully where he stepped. He peered into the kitchen, looking at the fallen fridge and broken decorations. "What if it was the ghost Dani sensed earlier? They could have been coming here while we were going to Fenton Works." Sam pointed out.

Dani rubbed her chin. "You have a point there. Valerie?" She looked at the girl sitting on the floor, wearing an expression somewhere in between sadness, annoyance, and anger. "Huh?" Valerie snapped her head up. "I don't know. Maybe. I just don't know what ghost would know I was a hunter. Or had the weapons at the very least."

Tucker peeked out of the kitchen, "What if it's the same ghost who attacked Danny?" Everyone looked at Tucker and thought for a second. Whoever it was, if it was the same ghost, had to have a grudge against Valerie and Danny. But who was it? Vlad was in exile so that wasn't an option. When it came to thinking about this, everyone drew a blank.

"When is your dad getting home?" Dani hovered above the couch. Valerie pulled out her phone. "In about an hour and a half." She explained. Dani nodded. "We got two options here. We can either call my mom and have her take ectoplasm samples or steal the equipment and do it ourselves."

"First seems best. Your mom is already upset about that Danny incident, and the risk of her finding out her stuff is missing makes it worse." Sam told her. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Now that I think about it, I feel guilty for thinking of that." Dani looked down. "But you have to wait until your dad gets home, Val. It would kinda be weird if he came home to see his house looking like a junkyard while my mom is scanning all his possessions." Tucker added.

Valerie nodded. It made her feel even worse to think about how her dad would react to this. She couldn't help but feel that it was her fault and that she would get in trouble for it. She knew she wouldn't but the fear of the thought still lingered.

How the hell did she get dragged into this?

"Valerie! Valerie are you there?" Mr. Gray panicked. This was not his home. It couldn't be. When he left for work it was in perfect shape. He and Valerie had just cleaned it together last weekend. Now it didn't even seem like the same apartment.

"Valerie!" He called again.

"In here, dad." A voice responded weakly from Valerie's room.

Valerie jump as he father swung her door open. He quickly hugged her, shocking Valerie. She had expected him to be mad. "Are you okay? What happened?" He let go of her to put his hands on her shoulders. "I-I don't know! I came home and it was like this." Valerie tried to make sense of the situation.

"We think it might have been a ghost," Sam said. Mr. Gray turned his head, just now noticing the three other kids in the room. "What are you kids doing here?" Was his response.

"I called them after I got here. We were waiting for you to come home and see if you would let us call Mrs. Fenton." Valerie explained.

"And why do you need to call her?"

"To look for ectoplasm. Proof there was a ghost." Dani told him. Mr. Gray slightly nodded, the same angry and sad expression as Valerie growing on his face. "Call her. Oh boy I hope our insurance can cover this…" He muttered that last part to himself, looking at the damage once again.

Tucker pulled out one of his phones and dialed the number. "Hello? Mrs. Fenton? Hi, this is Tucker." He spoke into the phone, walking out the room.

"Valerie, you haven't gotten in trouble with any ghosts lately, have you?" Mr. Gray turned back to his daughter. "No!" Valerie shook her head quickly. "I haven't gone ghost hunting since the Disateroid incident." Mr. Gray nodded, standing up and walking out Valerie's room to go look at his own.

Sam looked at how upset Valerie was, her face softening as she sat down next to her. Dani sitting down as well. "I'm sorry," Sam started.

"Don't apologize. It's not your fault." Valerie interrupted. Sam nodded, looking down. She didn't really know what else to say. Dani sympathetically placed her hand on Valerie's back. She somewhat understood what she was feeling.

"Mrs. Fenton is on her way." Tucker stuck his head back into the room. The three girls nodded.

"Jazz, dear?" Maddie Fenton quietly walked into her daughter's room. Jazz was currently at her desk, observing the websites of her favorite colleges for the 9 billionth time. She was quick to look up at her mother who was now standing next to her desk. "Yeah?"

"Your father and I have to go do some investigating at Valerie's." Maddie placed a hand on her daughter's shoulder. "Oh? What for?"

"We just got a call from Tucker saying a ghost attacked! Could you watch Danny for us?"

"Yeah, mom. I'll be down to check on him in a bit."

"Thank you so much, honey." Maddie kissed her daughter's cheek. "We'll be back in no more than 4 hours."

It had been about 15 minutes since Maddie and Jack had left and Jazz nearly forgot to check on Danny. The house was completely quiet and Jazz had assumed he was talking a nap.

She was gonna regret not checking on him.

She was gonna regret it soon.

The silence continued as Jazz re-wrote her college pro's and con's list. It was so quiet, that you could hear the light tapping of Jazz's keyboard from all the way downstairs. That's what made Danny's terrified call for Jazz even more startling. He had rarely spoken due to his terrible sore throat, but his voice was surprisingly loud and clear.

Jazz sprung up and swung open her door in a heartbeat, almost tripping as she leaped down the stairs. "Danny?!" She yelled as she ran into the lab. To her dismay, Danny was laying on the floor, in his ghost form, taking sharp breaths. Jazz rushed over to his side in a panic.

"Danny? Are you okay? Talk to me!" She lifted up his arm, earning a sharp hiss from the boy. "You know you're not supposed to transform! What happened?" Jazz was a mess, nearing tears as she looked at her brother.

Danny tried to talk but ended up coughing fit that hurt him even more. "Shhh! You don't have to answer." Jazz said. "I gotta call Mom and Dad."

TO BE CONTINUED…