Ok so I decided to start my own little oneshot collection, I might go back and make something of the oneshot's later or people could adopt them as long as they ask me first.

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Summary: It's said that at a young age children are more perceptible to the paranormal. Their able to see things that adults can't, like an invisible ghost for example or the colorful aurora that's supposed to surround someone's body right before they pass away. Danny knew that much, he just didn't expect his son's perception to be stronger than the other kids his age and that frightened him... because his son wasn't just seeing ghosts and auroras….

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Danny sighed as he climbed the stair case. He was beyond ready for bed but he wanted to check on his son first, it was something he did every night after he got back from a ghost fight. Danny yawned once again as he ascended the last few steps to the second floor of his house, he quickly pulled back his sleeve to take a look at his watch. 'Wow no wonder I'm sleepy, it's 3:30Am. I'm starting to think I'm getting too old for the night time ghost hunts' Danny thought as he continued down the hall way. Finally he reached his sons room. Danny was about to turn the door knob when he heard his son talking to someone. Before Danny could even react, his son's bed room door flew open and his son, Damien, tackled him with a hug. Danny smiled and hugged the 4 year old back.

"Hey their buddy what are you doing up?" Danny asked as he scooped his son up and plopped him back in his bed. "You're supposed to be asleep." He said as he tucked Damien in and ruffled the Boys hair.

"Sorry Daddy, I was talking to Mike."

Danny smiled, thinking that his son had created an imaginary friend. After all wasn't it normal for kids to have them at this age? That and Danny was sure that his little one wasn't talking to a ghost, His ghost since would of gone off if he had been.

"Oh really?" Danny teased slightly "What were you guys talking about?"

"He was telling me about how you got your ghost powers. I thought you said you were born with them?" Damien asked with a hurt expression. Danny's mouth fell open; he thought that he and his family had decided to never tell anyone how he got his powers and that included his son.

"Who told you that?" Danny demanded "Did your mother?"

"No" Damien said caught off guard by his Dad's suddenly stern voice

"Was it your grandparents or one of your aunts or uncles?" Danny continued

"No" Damien replied tears starting to form at the corner of his eyes; he didn't understand why his dad was mad at him.

"Then who was it?" Danny asked.

"I already told you Daddy Mike told me. He said that you got stuck in the ghost portal when it turned on. He said that you came out of it as a ghost and freaked out before turning human again. He also said that you thought it was a temporary thing until you woke up under your bed the next morning."

Danny paled, he never told anyone about waking up under his bed the next day or that he thought the powers where temporary.

"W-w-who t-told you" he asked again

"I already told you Daddy! Mike did!" Damien shouted. Danny blinked as his mind tried to process the information.

"Is mike here now?" Danny asked hesitantly.

"Yeah" Damien replied happy that his Dad finally believed him.

"Where is he?" Danny asked.

Damien pointed to the foot of the bed that was directly opposite to where Danny was siting.

"He's kneeling by the bed over there." Damian explained. Danny adopted a strong protective glare before looking in that direction.

"Leave... NOW." He commanded.

"No." Damien protested "Mike don't leave!"

Danny looked at his son in surprise, Damien never through tantrums or had outbursts. He normally listened to his parents.

"Daddy please don't make him leave!" Damien begged with a look of terror present on his face as tears slowly fell down. "He keeps the shadow people away!"

Damien buried his face in his father's shirt.

"Please don't make him go, I don't want the shadow people to come back." Damien sobbed nuzzling further into his father's shirt.

'The shadow people are real.' Danny thought in shock. His son had been afraid to go to bed without the lights on for 2 years because of the so called shadow people. Danny and Sam had always told the boy that they weren't real, that the shadow people where only his mind playing tricks on him. Damien had just started going to bed without the main light on 3 months ago. Danny was starting to think that was around the time Mike showed up. Mike was keeping his son safe…. and happy. Though Danny still wasn't comfortable with his son talking to a being that he couldn't see, didn't know anything about and couldn't communicate with… but he liked the idea of shadow people scaring his son even less.

"Please daddy I don't like it when the shadow people come, they tell me to do bad things. I d-do-don't want to do bad things." Damien hiccupped

Danny hugged his son and tried to calm him down. "Damien you don't have to do anything that you don't want to." Danny said suddenly a lot more concerned then he was before "And mike can stay"

"Really!" Damien shouted.

"Inside voice, your mothers sleeping." Danny shushed "and yes really"

Damien gave his dad a huge hug with an equally as huge smile plastered on his face before he turned around to face the spot where mike was.

"Did you hear that? Dad said you can stay!" Damien said, happy that his new friend didn't have to leave. Danny watched with curiosity as his son paused as if he were listening to someone speak and then laughed.

"What did he say?" Danny asked.

"He said that he figured that you would react that way." The little boy replied.

"How does he know so much about me?" Danny asked. Damien looked back towards mike.

"He says that he knows everything about everyone who works for him."

"I don't work for him" Danny said with a confused / horrified expression.

"Yes you do, he says that all the hero's do." Damien explained.

Danny paled still not comfortable with what was going on.

"I think you should sleep with your mother and me tonight." Danny said as he scooped his son back up out of his bed and began to carry him out of his room.

"Are you going to come to?" Damien asked

"Of course I am." Danny replied "I sleep there."

"I wasn't talking to you. I was asking to Mike." Damien said.

Danny forced a smile so his son wouldn't figure out just how freaked out he was at the moment.

"Right… that's going to get some getting used to." Danny replied as he continued down the hallway and in to his bed room. Once inside he placed his son in the middle of the king size bed, right next to Sam. Sam stirred in her sleep slightly before she opened her eyes and saw Danny placing Damien in the bed.

"What's going on?" She asked groggily. Danny leaned over and whispered in Sam's ear, he told her everything that had happened. Sam shot up and gave her husband a horrified look.

"Are you sure it's not just a coincidence or an imaginary friend?" She whispered. Danny Shook his head and reminded his wife about his son knowing about his accident.

"What are we going to do?" Sam whispered before casting a worried glance at her son who was slowly starting to drift into sleep. Danny slipped his arms around Sam's waist before kissing her gently on the side of her head.

"You stay here." Danny whispered "I'm going to go call tucker, maybe he can look around on line to see if anything like this has ever happened before."

-DP-

"Hello?" A half a sleep tucker asked after he picked up his I phone.

"Hey tuck I need a favor."

Tucker groaned.

"Dude you do know it's like almost 4 in the morning?" Tucker replied in irritation. "I'll do whatever you want tomorrow at a decent hour."

"No tuck you can't." Danny practically yelled. "Please don't hang up, Damien might be in danger!"

Tucker bolted out of bed and grabbed his glasses off of the night stand next to him.

"What happened? Is he ok?" tucker asked with concern, worried about his godson.

"He's fine it's just…" Danny sighed with worry before telling his best friend what happened.

"Dude that's freakin creepy," Tucker said as he booted up his computer and got on the internet.

"Yeah…I know." Danny answered.

"I'll see what I can find." Tucker said as he switched his phone to speaker and began to search the web. He opened and closed out of many websites and flagged a few others. Finally after about an hour tucker found something.

"Dude you said that Damien new 'friend's' name was Mike?" Tucker asked.

"Yeah…" Danny replied

"And that hero's work for him?"

"Um... Yeah…Where are you going with this tucker?"

"Dude I …. You …Um…" tucker stuttered.

"Spit it out tucker!" Danny exclaimed.

"Youhaveaarchangleinyourhouse." Tucker said quickly.

"What? Could you say that a little slower tuck?"

"You- have- an- archangel- in- your- house." Tucker replied

Danny was silent. His wife Sam had always been strong with her Jewish beliefs and Danny had always been strong with his catholic beliefs, even though he was the only one in his family that believed in God. Danny fingered the silver cross necklace that he kept under his shirt before his hand wandered to a pendent, it was a special pendent. Danny let his mind wander back to how he got it.

-Flashback-

Danny watched as the rest of the crowd slowly left the church. Once the beautiful building was cleared Danny let loose a sigh and slumped a little bit in the pew. This place was his sanctuary; it was the only place where Danny could sit in peace and escape from the stressful life of being a teenage superhero. It was also the only place where he felt safe…. Where he would never need to be phantom or Fenton. It was a place where he could just be Danny… and for him that was one of the best gifts anyone could give him. This was also one of the only places where he could think in peace and right now he was trying to think of a patron saint that he had something in common with. After all he wasn't just going to pick his confirmation name without putting a lot of thought in to it. Danny let out a snort before looking back up at the cross.

"You know a little help with this decision would be nice." He inquired. No one answered him, but Danny wasn't that surprised. His prayers had always been answered indirectly and at a much later date, in fact sometimes it was so indirect that Danny didn't even notice, but he was always grateful for the intervention after he realized it.

Danny smiled as he looked up at the golden cross that was suspended right above the marble alter, he really couldn't describe how he felt right now… The only thing that would make it better would be if his family was here to share the lovely feeling with him. Danny jumped suddenly when he heard the sound of metal clanging to the floor.

"Oh for the love of St. Frances!"

Danny turned around in the direction of the voice only to find his church's priest muttering to himself as he picked up 3 golden metal bowls off the floor while still trying to hold the large volumes in his hands.

"You ok father Fate?" Danny asked.

This time it was the priest who jumped and glanced at Danny in surprise.

"You just gave me a bit of a jolt my boy." Father Fate said with laughter.

"Sorry." Danny said with an apologetic look.

"Oh no need to apologize it was just an accident." Father Fate said with a smile. "It's good to see you again Danny."

"It's good to see you too Father." Danny replied "Uh… Do you want some help?"

"Actually help would be wonderful Danny." Father Fate replied with a grateful smile. "Could you take a few of these books for me?"

"Sure thing." Danny replied as he rushed over to grab the thick books from the priest's hands.

"Thank you again." Father fate said as he began to walk to the far end of the church and Danny trailed behind him.

"Oh no problem Father." Danny said as he watched Father Fate pull out keys from his pocket and open the door that they had just walked too.

Danny followed Father Fate inside the room; the smell of dust was the first thing that he noticed as he glanced around the small office/storage room. The rooms walls where bare wood with a small red border running along the bottom of them. The floor was purely wood as well and as Danny moved to follow the priest to the plastic book shelve on the left side of the enclosure he noticed that the floor was very creaky.

Father Fate put the golden bowls in a cabinet that was above the book shelve before he turned around and did the same for the books that Danny had been carrying.

"Thank you again for helping me out." Father Fate said as he slipped off his vestment (the ceremonial robes that priests wear during church.) to reveal a black dress shirt with a white collar and Grey pants. Danny let out a laugh

"How many times are you going to thank me?"

"However many times necessary." Father Fate replied as he rummaged in the small white ice box that was up against his black desk. After a few seconds he pulled out two Mountain Dews and offered one to Danny.

"You look like you could use the extra caffeine." Father Fate observed.

Danny laughed as he took the soda. "You don't even know the half of it."

Father Fate opened the soda and took a sip as he leaned up against his desk.

"So Danny have you picked your conformation name yet?" Father Fate asked.

"Um… No not yet. There are just so many patron saints to choose from and I don't…."

"Know if you have anything in common?" Father Fate guessed.

"Well yeah" Danny said in surprise.

"I was the same when I was your age." Father Fate Said.

"You where?" Danny asked in shock. Father Fate nodded before he took another swig of his soda.

"Actually I was quite the atheist when I was your age too." Father Fate said with a small laugh. "My parents forced me to get confirmed."

"B-bu-but you're a priest that makes no sense." Danny exclaimed "How could you not believe in God!"

Father Fate was a little shocked from Danny's reaction.

"Danny I believe in God!" Father Fate shouted in order to cut off Danny's frantic rambling. "It just took me a while to realize that." Father fate continued in a softer voice. "And in a way I think being an atheist before I reconverted back into the Catholic Church helped me to be a better priest."

Danny looked up at Father Fate with confusion. "How did it make you a better priest?"

"Well for one thing I can relate to people who have doubts a lot easier because I had similar ones when I was younger." Father Fate said with a smile. "And did I ever tell you that I have a master's degree in biology, ecology and evolution?" (AN: my priest Father John has the same degree believe it or not.)

Danny shook his head no "And even after being taught all that you still believe?"

"Yeah actually, science was what made me question my religious position Again."

Danny blinked. "Really?"

"Yes- Yes but I'm getting off topic, we were talking about patron saints Where we not?" Father Fate asked.

(AN: I kinda decided to leave out why it caused him to requestion his beliefs because something tells me that I'm going to have enough heated reviews, so I don't want to um… cause an upset or anything. You can believe in what you want you have every right too.)

Danny raised his eyebrows at the sudden change in topic but decided to let it go. "Yeah so which patron did you choose?"

"Well after I was confirmed for a second time I finally settled on Saint Michael." Father Fate explained.

"Wait Michael as in the archangel?" Danny asked "I didn't know he was a patron."

"Yeah, he's the patron saint of Martyrs, the military and the police, Saint Michael the Archangel is also the patron of the Christian Church."

"So he's kinda like the patron saint of heroes?" Danny asked with interest.

Father Fate laughed "I guess that's one way to put it."

Danny smiled thinking that he had finally made a choice, but then his mind wandered back to his girlfriend Sam…. He wanted to choose a patron that had both Jewish and christen meaning.

Father Fate took notice of Danny's suddenly frustrated face.

"Are you alright Danny?"

"I- um I like the idea of choosing Saint Michael as my patron saint for conformation…. It's just that my girlfriend is Jewish and..."

"You want a patron that has equal meaning?" Father Fate guessed.

Danny just nodded.

"Daniel." Father Fate snorted "You do realize that Saint Michael is the champion of God's people for both the Jews and the Christians."

"Really!" Danny exclaimed.

"Yes." Father Fate replied with a smile.

Just then Danny's ghost sense went off and he told the priest that he had to leave.

"Wait Danny before you go I want you to have this." Father Fate handed a pendent necklace over to Danny. "It's for protection." He explained.

Danny glanced at the jewelry; it was a St. Michael pendent. Danny looked up at Father Fate once more and smiled. "Thanks Father I'll see you later!" he called as he ran out the door.

-Flashback end-

Danny let go of the pendent as a sudden thought clicked in his mind 'Mike' he thought 'is short for Michael.' Danny let out a laugh.

"What's so funny Dude?" tucker asked completely confused at his friend's sudden change in mood.

"It's Saint Michael isn't it?" Danny asked.

"Uh yeah how did you know?" Tucker asked.

"It was just a guess." Danny responded happily.

"I wouldn't be so happy about this Danny." Tucker said "If mike really is who we think, then the shadow people…."

"Their…" Danny paused as horror filled his senses. "Demons"

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