Here we are, the final chapter. I just want to thank all of you for reading and I want to say a huge thanks to those of you who reviewed! Seriously, I've never had a story make more than a 100 reviews, you've no idea how happy I am. You guys rock!

Enjoy the epilogue!

Epilogue

"So how are things going at home?" Sam asked, handing off a bowl of popcorn before sitting down.

The trio was spending the night at her place, holding a movie marathon of their favorite zombie movies. It had been almost two weeks since everything had happened.

"They're actually pretty good," Danny replied. "My parents asked me to demonstrate a few things for them, but they haven't even asked for blood samples or tried to take any of my hair."

"I bet Jazz talked to them about that," Tucker said. He held two movies in front of him, glancing back and forth.

"Wouldn't surprise me," Danny said. He tossed a handful of popcorn into his mouth. "Honestly though, it's been really great. I don't have to lie or come up with excuses anymore. And the other night, I ran into a ghost on the way home. The fight took a while, and eventually my parents showed up! I actually caught the ghost with their help!"

"That's awesome!" Sam said. "And it should make things easier at school too."

"You have no idea," Danny said. "Mom already told me she's willing to cover for me if I need to skip, so long as I let her know first and get back to school as soon as possible."

"Man, maybe you should tell my parents too!" Tucker complained.

Sam threw popcorn at him. "You do not get in that much trouble and you know it. Your parents hardly even ground you when you get in trouble."

"Yeah, but the lecture is still awful."

"Let me think about it Tuck," Danny said.

Sam and Tucker looked at him. "Danny?"

"Dude, I was kidding," Tucker said. "You don't have to."

"Yeah, but maybe it is time for them to know," Danny said.

"Well, it's your call, but don't feel like you have to. Seriously."

Tucker finally settled on a movie and slipped the disc into the dvd player. Picking up the remote, he took his place on the other side of Danny. "In any case, tonight we kick back with some good movies!"

"Yeah," Danny said.

It was strange, adjusting to the idea that his parents knew. But after he'd gone home, they'd ordered pizza and asked to hear some of his stories. He spent the whole night talking about his other life, and it felt great to finally be able to share this with them. And whether or not Jazz had talked to them about not treating him like an experiment, they had been really good with that too. He had no doubt it was coming; their scientific curiosity could only be held back for so long, but he'd be ready when they did. It wouldn't feel like that's all they cared about.

He wished he could say rebuilding the town was going as well. He'd shown up as Phantom the next day and apologized for the damage, asking if he could help with the clean-up and rebuilding. He'd gotten bricks thrown at him before he high-tailed it out of there. Since that wasn't enough for his conscience, he decided to help out as Fenton. With his parents' help, he created a whole volunteer crew to help everybody, even recruiting kids from school.

The process was slow-going as a human, but he didn't mind. He would have been there tonight and tomorrow if his friends and family hadn't insisted he take a night off to relax. And how could he say no to a movie marathon of the greatest zombie movies of all time?

Danny glanced at his best friends and smiled. They'd always supported him, and now he had his parents too. Maybe…maybe letting other people know wasn't such a bad idea. He could tell Tucker's parents…they certainly deserved to know after the number of times he'd shown up without warning and whisked Tucker away. Sam's parents…okay, maybe not them. They didn't like him as Fenton or Phantom. No reason to tell them the two were one and the same.

Maybe he could tell Valerie though…she might be more inclined to listen to him now that they'd worked together to help Danielle. And if he could get another ghost hunter off his back, that would really help. On the other hand, Valerie might still hate Phantom enough that she would rat him out to the GIW. That definitely wasn't something he wanted to risk.

"Danny? You okay?" Sam asked. "You've been staring at me for five minutes."

"Huh? Oh, sorry, I was just thinking."

Sam raised a brow. "What about?"

"Just how awesome everything is now."

"Well things are about to get gory!" Tucker said, eyes glued to the screen. "Here comes the first wave of zombies!"

Danny's attention quickly went to the screen, and he allowed himself to be absorbed in the storyline.

Things might not be perfect, but they were alright. And that was good enough for Danny.

Across town, Maddie Fenton was thinking the same thing as she looked at Danny's latest report card. None of his grades were higher than a C, and all of his teachers complained about how he missed class or slept through them. They moaned about missing homework and a lack of interest on Danny's part, all things that had been said in all of Danny's high school report cards.

Normally, Maddie would call her son home and demand an explanation, demand to know how a Fenton could dare earn anything less than a B. And normally, Danny would just sit there and apologize and say he'd do better. He'd try and get some extra credit. But they both knew it wouldn't actually happen.

This time, Maddie had another idea. She'd been one of the ones insisting Danny take a night off and relax. He'd hardly had any downtime in the last two weeks, between helping with the reconstruction and ghost fights and homework. But it was a Friday night, and he deserved to be a normal teen once in a while. The reconstruction would go on without him, and he didn't have homework due in the morning.

She'd let him have tonight and tomorrow, and then Sunday she'd sit down with him and go over his homework, helping where she could. They'd work out a system to help him manage his time, maybe insist that they take over some of the ghost fights during the day. Now that Danny knew he could call on them, they could work together to protect the city.

It wouldn't get his grades up enough in time for him to get to a top college like Jazz, but it would be enough.

And that was fine with Maddie. Her little boy would be just fine.