Hello fellow readers! I decided to write something different for a change. I hope you'll find it interesting :)

With the big neon sign flashing in her face, Sam almost scoffed for asking herself if she was in the right place. It's not like she hasn't already been here before. This is where her interview for the job took place after all. She parked her car at the curb, eyeing the three-story building that displayed a flashing sign that read 'Fenton Works'. She was starting to think taking care of a home so big by herself was something she wouldn't be able to accomplish, but she already got the job and she was determined to do her best. Shaking off any nerves she had for her first day, she exited her car and made her way to the front door. She knocked on the door lightly, and it opened moments later. Maddie Fenton stood in the doorway clad in a blue hazmat suit and took off her hood and goggles. Sam had never seen a hazmat suit before in person, but Maddie most likely needed it considering she and her husband worked as scientists from home.

"Hi, Sam! How are you?" She greeted cheerfully.

"I'm good. How are you?" Sam responded.

"Good! Come on in. I'll walk you through what you'll be doing during the week." She eagerly followed behind Maddie as she led her through the living room and stopped in the kitchen. "You see, Jack and I spend so much of our time in the lab there's hardly enough time to do anything else."

"Working full time can be tough." Sam agreed.

"No kidding." Maddie laughed lightly before her tone became stern. "First things first, the basement is off limits. Only certified scientists are allowed."

"Understood." Sam nodded.

"Good. Now, kitchen duties include wiping down the tables, counters, doing the dishes and putting them away."

"Got it."

"Every room in the house gets dusted and vacuumed. The windows get cleaned as well."

"Do the bedrooms need any maintenance?" Sam asked, causing Maddie to nod. She motioned for Sam to follow her as she headed towards the stairs. Maddie pointed to the last room down the hall once they made it to the top.

"That's our daughter Jazz's room. She's doorming at Yale, so this room isn't a priority." She informed Sam before moving to a room across the hall. "This is Jack and I's bedroom. We would just like the bed made, the windows clean, the floor vacuumed and the sheets washed once every month." Sam looked around, noticing two other doors Maddie didn't mention. One appeared to be a bathroom, but the other room had the door closed.

"What about that room?" She asked, causing a soft down to form on Maddie's face. She placed her hand on the small of Sam's back and started to lead her down the stairs.

"That room is also off limits." She said, leading her back to the kitchen. "That's our son's Danny's room. He suffered a terrible accident a few years ago." She continued, a somber look in her eyes that made Sam physically cringe.

"I'm sorry." She said genuinely, expecting Maddie to drop the subject, but she continued.

"He needs to stay in his room during the day. At night we bring him to the lab for his treatments."

"So... he's just isolated up there?" Sam asked, feeling that the poor kid didn't deserve to be alone.

"He has me, his father, his sister when she's home from break. I even let his best friend visit twice a week. He was there when the accident happened after all. It's just the best solution for everyone involved." Sam disagreed, but Maddie obviously knew way more about the situation than her, so who was she to judge?

"I understand." She said to her, ignoring the thoughts that told her differently. Maddie looked up and it seemed as though she forced the smile that appeared on her face.

"Well, things could certainly be worse." She said, walking over to the basement door. "I'll be in the lab with Jack. You can begin in any room you'd like." She finished before walking into the basement and closing the door behind her. Sam craned her neck towards where the stairs were, truly only interested in the room she was ordered to stay away from. Although curious, she knew it was best to leave it alone. For now, she decided to distract herself from any bad decisions and headed over to the full sink of dishes.

An hour later she was halfway through cleaning the living room, but she was still thinking about the mystery called Danny. She was wondering what exactly his condition was since Maddie didn't specify. All she said was that he was involved in an accident, but what exactly happened? She said he got treatment at night, so did he have some kind of disease? If he did, it probably wasn't contagious considering he was allowed to have visitors. Whatever it was, he didn't deserve to be restricted to only his room and the lab. She knew what it was like to be lonely and she couldn't imagine Danny being okay with it.

After finishing everything she had to do downstairs, she made her way to the second story of the house. She tidied up the bathroom first before moving to Maddie and Jack's bedroom. She made the bed, vacuumed, and cleaned the windows so they were crystal clear. Looking at her phone, she could see that it took her five hours to clean the entire house. Although it was a little exhausting, at least she only had to do it three times a week. As she left the bedroom, she closed the door behind her but found herself facing Danny's bedroom. She looked around the hallway, making sure the coast was clear before taking a few steps forward towards Danny's room. She carefully put her ear to the door, expecting to hear a television, a game, or even his own voice, but all she heard was silence. She found it a little odd, but she shrugged it off and assumed he was sleeping. Stepping away from the door, she turned down the hall and made her way down the stairs. At the same time, Maddie came up from the basement.

"I finished everything, Mrs. Fenton. Do you want to do a walkthrough before I go?" Sam asked her. Maddie pulled back her hoodie and goggles and waved a hand dismissively.

"That's okay. If I want anything done differently, I'll tell you next time." She responded, walking towards the kitchen. She retrieved some money from her purse before walking back to Sam and handing it to her. "I'll see you Wednesday, dear."

"Thanks, Mrs. Fenton." Sam gave her a polite smile before leaving the house and getting into her car. She tugged her seatbelt on before sighing heavily and started the engine. She glanced at the house again, seeing that the light in Danny's room was on. Even as she pulled away, she couldn't help but wonder about him and his strange condition. He was certainly a curious case, one she was determined to find out more about.

Don't worry. I'm sure there are a lot of questions, but they will be answered in future chapters. This is just the prologue after all :P Please review and tell me what you think so far :D