At last the final chapter! Don't be mad because it's short, sweet and to the point. I put in some DxS fluff to make up for it.


"Love makes your soul crawl out of its hiding place."

-Zora Neale Hurston

Chapter 17

Two Types of Love

"Okay, I'll admit that 'the Grudge' was pretty scary but I still think 'the Ring' is even scarier," said Reid as the BAU returned to FBI headquarters. He and the rest of the team watched said movies on Reid's laptop on the way back. Everyone was pretty shaken up after watching them (except Hotch, who was driving the car and listening to music with headphones, and Penelope, who was using her own car).

"Are you kidding?" asked an exasperated JJ. "I'll never be able to walk down an empty hallway alone again. If Henry starts meowing like that kid, I'm calling an exorcist."

"I'm staying away from haunted houses from now on," Prentiss vowed. "I don't care if I'm on duty. I'd rather die by a bullet than have my jawbone ripped away from my mouth."

"I told you," said Morgan.

"I'm never watching Japanese horror movies again," Rossi mumbled.

"Agent Hotchner?" Everyone turned and saw Chief Erin Strauss standing in front of Hotch's office waiting for him.

Hotch sighed. "You guys go on home. I'll take care of this," he said.

"You sure you don't need backup?" asked Morgan, knowing that Strauss had a strong dislike for the team.

"I'll be fine," Hotch assured everyone. They left Hotch alone to deal with Strauss. He heard Reid mention something about buying a nightlight on his way home. He and Strauss entered his office.

"The commander of the GIW called to tell me that his team helped catch your unsub," Strauss started.

"If I told you what my team and I have been through it would make me look unprofessional," said Hotch.

Strauss scoffed. "You seriously believe that your unsub was a ghost?" she asked skeptically.

"You have to see it to believe it," said Hotch.

Strauss scoffed again. "This is a new low for you."

"Read the report. It's hard to believe, I know, but after the events that took place in Amity Park, I now believe that ghosts do exist," Hotch confessed.

Strauss released a laugh. "The great Agent Aaron Hotchner now believes in ghosts. What's next? Vampires?"

"I wouldn't be surprised."

"I'll talk to the GIW for their side of the story but I need your report of the Amity Park abductions by tomorrow," said Strauss.

"You'll have it then," said Hotch. Strauss left Hotch alone in his office. He gathered his things and prepared to go home.

Danny and Sam were watching 'Arsenic and Old Lace' in Sam's basement that evening (Danny snuck in via invisibly).

"I can relate to Mortimer on one thing," said Danny. "Insanity does run in my family."

Sam laughed. "No doubt about that. It practically gallops."

"We know that. I always thought Dad's obsession with ghosts came from Grandpa Fenton only he's obsessed with vampires," said Danny. "Glad I'm not like that."

"We can only hope," Sam quipped.

A brief moment passed before Danny started talking again, "You know, I never gave you my answer."

Sam looked at him. "Your answer?"

"You asked me if I was seeing anyone. I never had a chance to answer because of the whole Aragon thing," said Danny.

Sam blushed. "Oh, right…that…"

"Well…there is this one girl I've been thinking about dating for some time," Danny stuttered. "I didn't think much about it because I didn't know how she felt about me. She's fun, smart, pretty…" Sam smiled a little, having a pretty good idea who Danny was talking about. "She likes me for both sides of who I am. She's you, Sam."

Sam smiled. "You really mean all that about me?" she asked nervously.

Danny nodded. "Every word," he said as Sam scooted closer to him. "I just never realized it until you asked me out to the movies. No wonder you call me clueless."

"I don't care how clueless you are. Just as long as you know how I feel about you," said Sam. "Better late than never."

"So…does this mean…we're…going out?" Danny asked nervously.

"I'd say we are now," said Sam. Both teens slowly leaned in toward each other. Their lips slowly merged together in a chaste kiss. Both teens felt sparks as they deepened the kiss.

When they parted, both of them were bright red in the face. "Wow," said Danny. "Who knew you were a great kisser?"

Sam giggled. "All those fake-out make-outs have really paid off," she said to her new boyfriend.

Danny smiled. "It was worth it," he said as he leaned in for another kiss.

"Daddy!" Jack Hotchner yelled as he ran to his father to greet him.

Hotch picked up his son and gave him a kiss on the head. "Hey, buddy! How are you?"

"I got a 100 on my spelling test," said Jack.

Hotch smiled. "Great job. Can I see it?"

Jack nodded. Hotch let the boy down. Jack ran to his backpack and pulled out a spelling test with a sticker on it. He handed it to Hotch. "It's a scratch-and-sniff sticker," he said to his father.

"Really?" Hotch asked. He scratched the sticker and smelled grapes. "Smells good, buddy. Why don't you put this on the fridge while I get unpacked?"

"Okay." Jack rushed to the kitchen to look for a magnet. Hotch may seem like a no-nonsense stick in the mud, but he was a completely different person around his son.

Later on that evening, Hotch tucked Jack into bed.

"Where did you go to fight the bad guy this time?" Jack asked curiously.

"I went to a small town in Pennsylvania called Amity Park," Hotch told his son.

"Jimmy Baxter in my class has a cousin there. He says that a real superhero lives there and he fights ghosts. Is that true?" Jack asked curiously.

Hotch chuckled. "As a matter of fact, it is true. His name is Danny Phantom."

Jack sat up in his bed. "Really? Did you see him? Is he strong?" he asked excitedly.

"Slow down, Jack. Yes, I saw him. In fact, he actually helped me catch the bad guy," Hotch replied.

"Was the bad guy a ghost?"

Hotch paused for a moment before answering. "Yes. The bad guy was a ghost."

Jack gasped. "Did Phantom catch him?"

"Yes, he did…" Hotch then went on to tell Jack about his encounter with the Ghost Boy.

When he was finished, Jack stared at his father with wide eyes. "Wow! That sounds scary! I don't think I can fight a dragon."

Hotch chuckled. "Good thing you don't have to. Now, it's late and you have school tomorrow." He kissed his son's forehead before turning off the light and leaving the room.


Hotch turned toward his son before closing the door. "Yeah, Jack?"

"I'm glad you're friends with Phantom now," Jack said sleepily. "Now bad guys will be even more scared of you now that you're friends with a real ghost."

Hotch smiled at his son. "I'm glad too, son."

"Do you think Mommy's a ghost?"

Hotch was startled at Jack's question. He quickly composed himself before answering. "I don't think so, Jack. I think she's an angel."

Jack smiled. "Me too."

Hotch smiled back. "I love you, Jack. Good night."

"'Love you too, Daddy. G'night."

Hotch closed his son's bedroom door quietly and went to his office to ponder his son's question.

Thank you everyone who reviewed, followed, and favored this story! I loved writing this story! I'm glad you guys liked this!

I loved including little Jack in this chapter. He's so freakin' cute on the show! I just want to give him a huge hug!

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