Title: A Hidden Past

Summary: After several questions and very few answers, Danny and Jazz are no closer to figuring out what happened between Maddie and Vlad during high school. But a newly recovered document reveals something that Danny and Jazz would never have suspected, and it leads them on a search to find a man named David Marsh.

Author's Note: These are just little snippets (what a funny word) from my story. I haven't even written it yet. I just want to get my idea out there.

"Vote for Vlad Mast—" Maddie turned the television off and leaned back into the couch. Danny, sitting beside her, sighed deeply.

"He's trying to get closer to me," they both said in unison, and they both turned to each other. Maddie stared at her son, who blinked. "Why is he after you? I always thought it was his obsession with me that makes him do all these crazy things like sending us on a plane to Colorado or running for mayor of Amity Park."

"You're part of the reason, believe me," Danny said, taking interest in his right pant leg. "And if I told you the other part, he'd kill both of us." Maddie frowned and leaned in towards Danny.

"What if he didn't know that you told me?" Maddie asked. "Danny, I need to know. He has to be obsessed with you for some reason, I know Vlad well enough to know that." Danny rolled his eyes and sighed.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," he said. Maddie narrowed her eyes and smiled cunningly.

"Try me."

Danny and Jazz sat on the bed, cross-legged, with a series of colored index cards spread out before them. Each one of them had a number and two to three words written on them, and they were arranged by increasing number from left to right. "Okay," Danny said. "We know that when Mom was fourteen she started dating Vlad, and that she was pretty happy with him."

"As disgusting as it sounds," Jazz added her own input, and Danny nodded in agreement. "But a year and a half later, she broke up with him. Why?"

"That's what we're trying to figure out," Danny said. "And then not even three months later, she got back together with him, and they were together through their freshman year in college."

"When she met Dad," Jazz said. "There's still something missing, though. Why did she break up with him, just to get back together with him a couple months later?"

"Maybe she needed a break from the relationship," Danny suggested. Jazz gasped in realization.

"Or Vlad could have pressured her into doing something she wasn't ready for. That sounds like something he'd do," Jazz said. "And she couldn't handle it and broke up with him before anything happened. Then he promised he wouldn't pressure her, and they got back together."

"Mom wouldn't have forgiven him as easily. Hello, she still hasn't forgiven him for not coming to her wedding and it's been seventeen years!" Danny exclaimed. Jazz sighed.

"Okay, scratch my theory. Wait, maybe she gave into Vlad, and afterwards broke up with him. But that still doesn't explain why she got back together with him."

"Something must have happened during that three month period to make her really desperate. Maybe she had been with someone else and he'd broken up with her," Danny said. Jazz raised an eyebrow.

"I think I know what happened. If my theory is right, then she probably had intercourse with Vlad." There was a short pause and both siblings shuddered at the thought. "She broke up with him after that. She most likely got back together with him because—"

"She was pregnant!" Danny finished.

Jazz took a deep breath and knocked on the door. A few seconds later the door opened and a man with black hair and purple eyes stood in the doorway. Jazz smiled. "You must be David Marsh. My name is Jazz Fenton, and this is my brother, Danny." The man blinked.

"If you're selling something, I'm not interested," he said. A crying baby could be heard in the background. The man named David turned his head. "Kim, could you tend to Alex? Thanks, babe." Then he turned back to Jazz and Danny.

"We're not selling anything, but—"

"Then leave," David said, and shut the door in their face. Danny turned to Jazz humorously.

"Well, he definitely got his personality from his dad," he joked. Jazz glared at the closed door and snorted defiantly.

"We didn't come all the way to Miami to get a door shut in our faces," she said. "Danny, I don't care how many morals you have, I want you to phase us through that door."

"But—" Danny started but Jazz held up her hand. Danny grabbed Jazz's wrist and walked through the door, pulling her along with him.

"Excuse me if I may, but I don't enjoy getting a door slammed in my face," Jazz said. "I came here to talk to you, and I will talk to you even if I have to tie you down to a chair and—"

"Jazz…" Danny said softly, and Jazz stared at her feet. "I'm sorry, David, for Jazz's rude behavior. She's really stressed out right now."

"How did you get into my house?" David asked. Danny smirked.

"It's a secret. I'll explain later. Right now, I want to explain why we're here. Simply put, you're our half-brother."

Author's Note: And that's all I have available right now. You can fill in the blanks. Let me know what you think in a review.