A/N: I'm back! Yay! And thanks for all the support!

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom.

Chapter 4: Don't Cry

"Son, can you ever forgive us?" Jack finally asked. Danny's head snapped up. He hadn't expected this.

"Wh-what!?" he choked out. "Of course!" he quickly added. "If anyone should be sorry, it should be me! I lied to you guys so many times. I should be asking you to forgive me." This made Maddie break down sobbing. Both his parents loved him, and didn't want to believe they'd hunted and shot their own son.

"But how?!" Maddie sobbed. "We hunted you! We shot at you!" Danny couldn't stand seeing her like this. He figured that his parents were far enough away, so he focused ecto-energy on the Fenton Fisher and it snapped off. The same couldn't be said for the cuffs, but at least he could rush over to comfort his mother, which he did.

"It's okay, Mom. I'm okay. You didn't know it was me."

"But we should have!" she was getting close to hysterical.

"I know. I should have told you the minute I realized what happened. Please, mom. Don't cry. It's not your fault. It's mine." She didn't stop crying, only grabbed fistfuls of his shirt and cried into his shoulder. He let her. Jack, meanwhile, got the keys to the cuffs and uncuffed him, before pulling the two into a big hug.

"I'm proud of you, son. We're proud of you." he whispered. They stayed like that until Maddie calmed down. When they saw the time, they all agreed to go to bed. It had been a long day for all of them. At least tomorrow was the weekend.

-DP-

Danny woke up the next morning and went downstairs, still half asleep. He saw Maddie making pancakes and Jack talking about ghosts, but as soon as his presence was noticed, Jack went quiet. This caused Maddie to turn around. She saw Danny and smiled brightly.

"So, how's my favorite little ghost boy feeling today?" she asked sweetly. When he realized what that meant, he was suddenly alert.

"Huh? How did you-" Then he remembered the night before. "Oh. Last night," he said pulling out his chair and sitting in it. Unfortunately, he was suddenly nervous and it caused his powers to short out and he fell through it instead. He glared at the chair. "Stupid intangibility," he muttered, causing his parents to burst out laughing. Suddenly they understood his clumsiness. "It's not funny!" he protested.

"No, but it broke the tension!" Maddie stated. She put a plate of pancakes at his place as he got back into his seat.

"Uh, these pancakes are green, mom. And they're glowing."

"That's because I made them special for you."

Danny glared suspiciously at them for a moment. Then he tried it. They were good. Really good. Although he was sure a normal person would have said the opposite. But then, Danny wasn't normal.

-DP-

Maddie watched as Danny ate his breakfast and happily noted that it was like a fog had lifted. Danny still had a look in his eyes that suggested he'd been through much more than a normal teenager, but it no longer seemed haunted. He could almost pass as normal. It made both her and Jack very happy to see Danny this happy. It felt like it had been ages since they'd seen him like this.

Somehow, though, she knew that even though they had been seperated, they were closer than ever before. After he finished, Danny offered to tell them all about his adventures(though he kept Vlad's secret because Vlad had kept his). When Jazz came home she nearly fainted from the sight of Danny(in ghost form) doing his best impression of the Box Ghost and her parents calmly sitting there with no weapons in sight. And laughing whenever he made a joke.

"Mom? Dad? Da-I mean-Phantom? What's going on?" she inquired. Danny floated down and changed back to Fenton.

"It's okay Jazz. They know."

"They know?" she repeated. Danny nodded vigorously and gave her the biggest smile she'd ever seen.

"Wait, Jazz knew?" Maddie asked. Danny gave herva sheepish nod.

"Why didn't you tell us Jazzypants?"

"It wasn't my secret to tell," Jazz defended.

"Oh! Oh! Jazz! This is perfect! I was just about to tell them about Youngblood, but I need you to confirm that I'm not crazy," Danny rambled excitedly. He pulled her over and began the story. She smiled. If her little brother was happy, then so was she.

The End

A/N: I'm pretty happy with how this turned out. I know it feels like the kind of thing I could make a sequel for, but this is where my inspiration sort of left me hanging. So, if you want a sequel, you guys are going to have to give me an idea or some sort of direction to take it in.