Wes pasted nervously back and fourth in his living room after he gently laid down the strange girl on his cheep brown couch worn from age.

Ok, he got her out of the alley way. Now what!? He didn't know anything from first aid, he didn't know any medical presagers, hell, the only thing he knows is to call the ambulance!!

Which is, obviously, out of the question.

Then he froze 'oh god I- I have a ghost in my house! I have a stranger in my house. And she looks just like Phantom!!!

At this point, Wes was internally screaming 'aaaAAAAGGGHHH-' What was he going to do?! Was she safe to be around?! Can he help her? Should he help her!?!? Did she have any relations to Phantom? Was he going to go back to school on time?!

Oh... Oh shit.

How was he going to hide this from his dad?!!?! And- and-

Before he could continue on his 'freak out' a pained groan snapped him out of his panicked thoughts. She looked around the room and squinted her eyes from the light "how- where am I?" Then her eyes landed on Wes nervously twisting and squeezing his hands. She narrowed her eyes at him in slight suspicion"And ah, who are you?"

Wes tried to cross his arms in a intimidating manor but failed miserably "I, can ask you the same question, and, your at my place." She shrugged indifferently "I guess that's fair. A question for a question?" Wes took a second to consider it then nodded "sure, alright."

She outstretched her hand to him "The name is Danni, and you are...?" Wes stood there for a second and wondered wither or not shaking her hand was a good idea, seeing to what happens when he gets too close to Phantom.

Deciding that whatever happened earlier was too late anyways he shook it. And bit back a sigh of relief when nothing happened. "My name is Wes Smith. Can I ask the first question?"

She smiled mischievously "technically, you already did" she pretended to file her nails in a joking manner "but, I suppose I can let it slide."

Despite himself and his current position Wes smiled "alright, umm, are you OK? That looked like a nasty fall from flying."

Her eyes widened and her stance widen, as if prepared for a fight or flight escape she quietly asked the next question "I- you saw that?"

Wes nodded, before he could ask his question, however, she asked the next question in the same quite manner, "well, what are you going to do about it?" Wes sucked his breath in as he realized, she was scared. She, a ghost, was scared. And not only that, but she was scared of him. She hid it well, sure. But it still showed. The fact did not settle in well for Wes, not at all.

He looked at her and rubbed his arm "I'm... I'm not going to do anything."

No longer attempting to hide her emotions her eyes widened at him in pure, unadulterated, shock. Then narrowed her eyes suspiciously and took a step back from him "... why?"

Wes really didn't really know how to tell her why. In fact, him not doing anything went against all logic. Considering the fact that she could be the next major ghost fight. At this point, he didn't think so, but, still.

He decided to consider his next words carefully "Well, you weren't hurting anyone, and leaving you in a alley way wasn't the right thing to do and-"

"You found me in a alley way!"

He nodded his head "well, yea. Pretty much." This speech went a lot better in his head.

"And... You decided to... Help me?" She asked almost unbelieving.

Wes shuffled side to side almost bashfully "Well, considering the fact that I know nothing of first aid, I didn't really 'help' you. But, yea, I got you out of there."

She stared at him oddly "still. That's more than what most people would do."

Wes shrugged "I bet that's not true. If someone else was in the same position as I was, they probably would of done the same thing."

Before Danni could say otherwise Wes smiled at her "alright, now its my turn to ask some questions."

Danni rolled her eyes "alright, shoot."

Wes raised a brow and asked almost suspiciously "are you related to Phantom?"

In turn she raised both brows "well, duh."

Wes crossed his arms "what do you know about the Fenton's?"

She widen her eyes as she started to think about how this conversation was going "err, not much." It was partly true. She never officially met the Fenton's, unless you count the one time she overshadowed them. The only thought going on in her mind was did... Did he figure it out?!

Wes Thought for a moment and decided to tell her what was going on. About Phantom taking Fenton's place and everything in between. (Except for the cold static though.)

Danni stared at him blankly as she thought 'well. That's the closest anyone has come to finding out without seeing the transformation' If she thought about it in a outsider's perspective, it made sense. After all, something being both dead and alive was next to impossible. Heck, he saw her transform and probably still thinks she's a ghost. If she wasn't a halfa herself, she wouldn't of had considered the idea either.

It still took everything she had not to burst into laughter (or smile, at lest. Which is a lot harder than one would think.) She tried to cough into her hand to disguise her laughter. "And what, do you plan to do exactly?"

"Save Fenton, of course."

That made her freeze. "Were... You friends with him?" After all, no one (aside from Danny, that is) would risk there lives if they believed it would put them in danger and try to save some stranger without a advantage, or at least some help (or without gaining something from it), just because it's the right thing to do-

Wes shook his head "Well, no. We didn't know each other, but, no one else seems to notice that he's gone, so, that leave's it to me. I guess..."

She stared at him holding attempting to hide her disbelief, when the shock wore off, she hid her mischievous smile seeing how Danny was in no real danger if he gets discovered. 'This... Is going to be fun.'

Then she eyed the thermos on a stand next to the couch "is that a Fenton thermos?"

Wes nodded "yea, they told me it doesn't work though..."

Danni shrugged "it just needs some ectoplasm energy, that's all." As she said this her hands began to glow as she picked up the thermos off the stand. Held it for a second to charge it, then handed it to him. "There. Now, it should work."

Perhaps this was a bad idea on her part. But her more, mischievous, side wanted to see how this was going to end.

This, is going to be one heck of a ride.