So it's been a while.

If you're still reading this I'm impressed.

Now if only I could type without pressing the backspace bar a thousand times.

Enjoy this chapter.

Maddie hadn't said much since Danny had left. Jack tried to cheer her up but Maddie couldn't get the look her son gave her as he begged for his own demise out of her head. Phantom… that boy… that ghost was her son, and her son was a ghost. What had made him that way Maddie couldn't begin to fathom, but things started to fit together.

Why he was late all the time, why he came home exhausted, why he slept through school, why his grades were slipping, why he jumped at the mention of ghost weapons, why he's seemed so distant, why the ghost boy claimed to be him. Danny was the ghost boy. The ghost boy was Danny. And Maddie had dissected the ghost boy.

Maddie let her tears fall once more. Why couldn't she see it? Not until the damage was done. Jack was ranting about how the ghost boy had escaped and probably taken their son with him once more. Maddie wanted to tell him to shut up to tell him what Danny was. But she couldn't do it. She couldn't put her husband through the same pain.

Maddie knew Jazz knew that Danny was the ghost boy. She understood now why Jazz had been at the ghost boy's side everyday every time their head were turned Jazz was there trying to free him trying to keep him strong but… in the end they'd lost him. And Maddie knew Jazz blamed her. Maddie pulled the pillow she was clutching in bed closer. She didn't want to move not after what she'd done. She'd hurt her own son. She just wished she could forget it all. Forget it ever happened but that wouldn't change the fact it did happen. Maddie wanted to go back and fix it. Go back. Make sure it didn't' happen.

It was too real. Too sad. Too painful. Maddie couldn't think of anything to do. Would her own son even want to see her face again? Would he still love her? Maddie shivered. What did you do when you dissected your own son ignoring his cries for help, his confessions? There wasn't a way you could make it up. It wasn't like walking in on him having sex or something. It was worse. Maddie felt dirty. She couldn't wash the ectoplasm from her hands.

Jack opened the door looking grim. Maddie looked up wordlessly. Jack sat down on the bed next to her and buried his face in his big hands. There was a paper sticking out of his pocket. Maddie pulled it out. It was the results to the DNA test.

Match: Danny Fenton.

"He was telling the truth." Jack said, "He was telling the truth and we-" Jack shook his head then laid down causing Maddie's side of the bed to tilt up. Maddie stared at Jack as big wet tears leaked out of the corners of his eyes.

"Yeah." Maddie said putting her hand on her husband's shoulder, "Yeah…"

(I'm so tired of being here)

Bobby was feeling claustrophobic, feeling the darkness closing in around him the fear that every breath would be his last. Bobby didn't know what to do but lay in the darkness with his thoughts lay and wait and live hopefully. Bobby thought back to what Danny said about him being someone's child, the child of parents who were supposed to love him, not betray him. A child with a brother who hated him, his parents hated him, they feared him. Bobby thought about this a lot.

His family, the ones who'd taken care of him most of his life, they had rejected him just because he was a little different. Bobby thought of Danny. Did Danny feel that pain when his parents had done such horrible things to him? Did he cry? Did he scream? Did he want to fade away to become nothing just to escape that pain? Danny didn't have anyone else did he? Maybe his friends whom he had avoided mentioning and his sister who was the one who found him. Bobby didn't know if it was getting harder to breathe or not.

Hysteria started to settle in and Bobby laughed. He wondered if his parents would even care if he almost died. Bobby laughed wondering what they'd say at the funeral, would there even be a funeral, or would they let the school take care of it like they had taken care of Jean's and Scott's. Bobby wouldn't mind if the school took care of it. They were more like family then his family had been recently. Bobby felt tears on his cheeks and laughed. He wondered if he would be able to see Rogue again and kiss her soft lips feeling her warm body pressed up against him. Bobby cried.

Would Rogue move on? How much time would pass before she found another guy willing to risk their lives with every kiss and touch and… Bobby shook his head. If he did die he'd want Rogue to be happy, but part of him didn't want to think of her with another guy ever and he hated that he was so selfish that he would sacrifice her happiness because he would be dead.

Bobby coughed thousands of thoughts running through his mind. His parents, Rogue, his new friend Danny, his brother, Pyro who'd betrayed them, Bobby's mind humming with uncertainty as he thought of his demise, would he die? Would he live?

Bobby tried to slow his breathing his fear of using all the oxygen once again running through his mind. Please hurry, anyone, please… Bobby thought desperately as he waited he could hear nothing, see nothing. Nothing was scary. It was empty and lonely. Bobby laid there just waiting, and waiting was all he could do.

(Suppressed by all my childish fears)

Danny held the child uncertainly in his arms before phasing out of the ground and landing in front of a female police officer.

"Here, the mother is dead, by the baby store down stairs and two the right." Danny pointed handing the baby off to the officer, the baby was now crying. She was reaching toward the sky and shaking her tiny fists, she had a few cuts on her forehead and her delicate skin was bruised. Danny frowned keeping tears from his eyes and reached out two white glowing hands soothing the baby. The police officer froze not sure whether to tell him to stay away or if Danny was helping. The bruises slowly faded and the scrapes and cuts slowly healed. Danny smiled at the child as her eyelids drooped and she fell back asleep.

"Take care of her." Danny said and dove back down into the mall. A few more people called out for help, some were growing quiet. Danny found a very efficient way to get them all out. Once he'd pulled them out from wherever they were trapped he made a large cake pan looking ghost shield and helped them into it his mind concentrating on the shield while he helped the others out. The ones who were the least wounded did their best to help the others out and Danny made plenty of cool ghost ice to help with wounds.

Once the shield was full Danny would fly behind reinforcing it while he guided it up the stairs and released the energy and letting the people into medical care. Danny took out two to three loads of people this way. While flying around he noticed Scott who waved him down frantically. Danny froze and dropped landing skillfully in front of Scott.

"Yes?" Danny asked. Scott pointed to a collapsed corner of the building.

"Bobby is over there trapped." Scott said Danny froze not wanting his new found friend to die then nodded.

"Take me to him." At this Scott took off running Danny keeping pace and flying next to him.

(And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave)

Storm helped the people Danny brought up carefully while a mutant from the group came up to her.

"Lily?" Storm asked. Lily nodded then looked down into the wreckage while escorting an elderly woman. The girl's messy brown hair having tugged free of its pony tail and her eyes downcast while she shuffled.

"Something bad has happened." Lily said somberly, "I think… I think they might be after Danny." Lily said. Storm froze. No matter how much she had come to be wary of the black haired teen with his fake smiles and forced laughs, she didn't want him hurt. Whether she trusted him or not she liked him… possibly respected him and his will to live, to fight, to protect. Storm nodded.

"We'll take care of it." Storm promised then helped the elderly woman the skinny brown haired girl with the older woman.

(Cuz' your presence still lingers here)

Danny phased through the wall of collapsed ceiling and came through on the other side Scott froze and Danny pulled short. A team of men in white were standing blocking their path. The first one stepped forward.

"Danny Fenton, aka, Danny Phantom, you're under arrest." K said. Danny floated there for a moment.

"I don't have time for this!" he yelled.

"Surrender yourself and your family won't be hurt." O said stepping up near K. Danny glared.

"I have people to save, this is your bastard's fault and you've killed people. If anyone should be under arrest it is YOU!" Danny's anger showing through on the last word as his eyes flashed. K and O looked at eachother.

"Perhaps we'll be a little more persuasive." K snapped his fingers, two agents who had been in the shadows stepped out holding two hostages. Both with black hair and both with the same look of horror their mouths gagged their hands bound.

K smirked as the two struggled Danny's eyes going wide K took the cloths out of their mouths.

"DANNY!" They both yelled. Danny's fist clenched.

"Now are we going to do this the easy way or the hard way?" K asked. Danny's eyes narrowed. "Make your decision."

TADA!

I know you guys probably hate me by now because I haven't reviewed in eight hundred years.

Just a quick shout out to VampireFrootloopsRule who the OC Lily Daniels belongs to.

Con-San out!