DrendeSalkash: Here it is, the next installment. Sorry for taking so long about getting this chapter out, but I had lost my inspiration to write it until just recently, with which i got some of it back


Tucker walked up the steps to FentonWorks and knocked loudly, knowing that with Danny and Jack eating it could be a bit loud, especially with breakfast. He hoped there was still some leftover so he could have a bite, even if he did eat enough bacon and sausage at his own house to clog a bull elephant's arteries. After a moment he knocked again before slight movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention. He caught sight of the Fentons neighbor through a window and shuddered.

Tucker thought the old man who moved next door to the Fentons was creepy. Ronald Smithson, whose graying brown hair and hard gray eyes gave Tuck the chills, had moved in about 5 months before Sam came back. He shied away from all contact with any of the neighbors and kept his nose out of everyone's business, but that didn't stop him from being the creepy old recluse. Just to be sure about him Tuck had run a background check on the guy and he checked out clean. Oh, there were the usual discrepencies in his youth that was normal for the time, but that was all.

"Tucker, are you going to stand there all day or come in?" Jazz asked with a smirk on her face. Tucker almost jumped out of his skin it scared him so much.

"Jesus Jazz! Try not to give me a heart attack next time!" he said in protest while Jazz just giggled.

"Well, it wouldn't have been so easy if you hadn't been staring in through our neighbor's window," she replied, closing the door after Tucker walked through.

"Yeah, well, the guy's creepy. I don't know how Danny and the rest can't see it, but at least you finally saw it my way," he said.

Jazz nodded as she remembered that Tucker had talked her into watching the guy. After a few days of doing so, she had to agree with Tucker. Something wasn't right with the guy. Sometimes he would seem normal when he would do something to the contrary. She wasn't far enough into her studies to know everything, but she knew enough to understand the guy was not right. Of course watching a guy through his window was kinda creeoy too, but this was Amity Park and no one here was completely right if they put up with ghosts on a daily basis.

"Yeah, but it doesn't mean anything too much. This is Amity Park Tucker, and anyone that lives here is a little creepy for putting up with the ghosts on an almost daily basis," she explained as they moved through the living room.

"Yeah, and speaking of ghosts, how's Ember?" he asked her as they sat down. He wasn't worried about the pancakes anymore since he could still smell them. That and Jack was still in the kitchen eating.

"Well, all I can tell you is that she's more than just slightly traumatized by what Skulker did to her while they were together," she said in an almost whisper-like voice. She thought of the things that Ember had went into detail about, and she visibly shuddered at the thought. If she had know when they stormed his compund, she would've done worse than splatter him across the room with a guitar.

"Was it really that bad?" Tucker asked. Jazz just nodded, knowing that he'd never know exactly how bad it was since he was a guy.

"Well, I'm glad he's gone than. Got tired of hearing 'Whelp!' and 'Pelt' all the time, not to mention he stole my PDA," Tuck said standing. "I'ma go get some pancakes. Tell Danny and Sam I'm here when they get down." With that he left to partake in the delicious golden fluff of pancakes.


Danny yawned and stretched. He watched as Sam went about getting Michael ready for the day. He smiled at that. His family getting ready for a normal day. He still couldn't get over the fact that he had a son, that he was a daddy! It made him feel like he had been slowly expanding from the happiness until he was on the verge of popping. He loved having that feeling, even more so because of what gave him that feeling.

"So what did you want to do today Michael?" Danny asked after stretching. He placed his hands behind his head and looked at his son.

"I wanna play at the park! And have a picnic with Mommy and Daddy and Grandpa and Grandma and Auntie Jazz and..." he continued as both Sam and Danny laughed as he went on with who he wanted to play with on the picnic. He even added his "big sis" Ember, which Sam said Ember wasn't his sister, but maybe she could be his auntie too. Danny shuddered at the thought of Ember being his daughter, a response more conditioned at the fact she was very rebellious and kinda like a distant cousin to him.

"All right. You run downstairs and tell Grandpa and Grandma that you want them to go, and we'll see what we can scrounge up for a good picnic," Sam said after getting Michael's shoes on. He took off out of the room and down the stairs before you could say ghost.

Sam sighed as she watched Michael go. She sat down next to Danny and leaned into him as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "He's a handful huh?" he asked and she nodded her agreement.

"He's just like his father than I guess," Danny contiinued. He felt pride swell in his chest at the statement. Sam misunderstood his statement though. She turned turned her head and looked him in the eye.

"I'm sorry I kept him from you Danny," hurt showing in her eyes. "I know I've said it before, but I'm sorry I kept our son from you. I should've told you about me being pregnant. I never should've run away and hid it from you at all. I never should've done any of it," she continued. Tears were streaming down her face as she tried to choke down the sobs that sprung forth. She didn't expect the slightly rough but gentle hands that guided her face upwards, nor did she expect Danny to kiss her. She melted into him as he kissed her with all his pent up love from the past six years. It almost literally knocked her socks off.

"Sam," Danny whispered breaking the kiss. "It doesn't matter. You were scared about what was going to happen to him if any ghosts got him involved. If it were me, I probably would have done the same thing. I love you Sam, and if there was anything to forgive or to be sorry about, it still wouldn't matter." He kissed her again, and together it felt like all was right in the world.


A/N: And that's the chapter. yeah, i know, no action and only very obvious DxS there at the end. I doubt there's gonna be more of those moments. Also, I hope to end this story sometime in the next 2-4 chapters. it might be more than that, but i doubt it. also again, i like to see my numbers go up on my stats page, so read read read!