I heard the familiar loud creaking noise of the garage door opening as I pressed the button clipped onto the sun visor of my car. I let out a sigh, not wanting to walk into the house and face the music from my parents. My mom had arrived home a bit before me, as I had trailed her from driving back home from the scene at Shaggy's food truck. I sat in my car for a couple of minutes passing time by scrolling through my Instagram feed and nervously bouncing my leg up and down trying to procrastinate going inside.

All of the sudden, my focus went from the latest food trend post, to the top of my phone where I saw the banner of a text message from my dad. It read: 'It's getting late, so your mother and I will discuss matters with you in the morning. Make sure to lock up when you come in. Wilkinson left you a plate in the microwave if you're hungry.'

Feeling rather relieved, I got out of my car and made my way inside the house. Noticing that most of the lights were off, I ran my hand across the smooth surface of the adjacent wall finding the nearby switch. After being startled by my stomach's sudden growl, I quietly approached the microwave containing my overdue dinner. My feet slid across the tiled floor gracefully and just as I was about to open the microwave, I noticed that it was 8 o'clock from the fluorescent display. I shrugged this off and went back to the meal inside, opening the door I was greeted by the delicious aroma of Wilkinson's famous homemade pizza. I grinned happily at this discovery, grabbed the plate along with a diet coke from the fridge, and made my way upstairs. I tried my best to avoid my parents at all cost, just in case a sudden meet up could lead to pushing the talk from tomorrow morning to ASAP.

Unfortunately, Hank had other plans. He was resting in his dog bed in the family room, but the sudden jingling from the keychains on my backpack woke him up. He immediately bolted towards me and jumped onto me, almost knocking me over. Thankfully, I stood my ground and was able to calm and quiet him down before someone heard the commotion coming from downstairs. During that whole debacle it was a miracle that my pizza made it without ending up on the floor and quickly devoured by my dog. I made my way sneakily to my room, threw my backpack by my desk, jumped on my bed, and then proceeded to make the most of my night by relaxing and enjoying my meal in front of the television.

- - 3rd Person POV --

Daphne tiredly made her way inside the house after coming home from an unusual and stressful day. Usually, she felt so good to be home as she got to come home to her amazing husband after not seeing him for the whole day. Both of them having such involved and time consuming careers made it hard for the couple to keep in touch with each other during the day. Yes, their work could be a lot to handle sometimes, but they made it work the best they could. After all, both Fred and Daphne loved their work and couldn't imagine doing anything else, and in addition they wanted to both create a better life for their daughter. Daph kicked off her heels before gracefully placing them neatly on the nearby shoe rack and found her way into the family room as she sank down into the couch. She wasn't sure what to make of the situation with Shaggy and Carter that she had just witnessed, so she resulted to massaging her temples, trying to soothe her stress headache. All she knew was that she had to tell her husband about her recent findings.

After taking some more time to sit there and relax, she saw a black and brown mass of fluff out of the corner of her eye. Hank somehow could tell that she was in distress, so he made his way over to the couch. Out of comfort, as he reached her, he rested his head upon her leg and gave her his famous puppy dog look with his big eyes. Daphne, feeling no longer overwhelmed, smiled and gently stroked Hank on his head until he was overcome with sleepiness and retreated to lay on his comfy dog bed.

Daphne took this as a sign that she should probably head up to see where her husband was. Usually, it was odd that he was not on the main level of the house when she came home from work either eating or watching TV in the family room, especially on a Friday night. She always returned home after Fred because filming her show usually went later into the night and Fred, being the CEO, could do work either at the office or at home. She got up from the comfort and coziness of the couch and proceeded to make her way upstairs to search for her husband. As she strolled down the hallway, she first checked their bedroom to see if he could have possibly retired to bed after a long day at work, but alas he was not to be found. She thought while she was in her room why not change out of her more formal work clothes and into her pajamas.

After changing into something more comfortable, she continued her way down the long hallway and into Fred's man cave which was basically the room where he watched football games and played video games. To her surprise, he was not there either. She then trekked forward onto the next room where Fred occasionally goes to workout. Yet again, it was a bust. Sighing out of frustration, she went to the last and final room that she could assume he was in... his office. She secretly hoped he was not working this late at night, but it was the only other place he could be.

As she approached the doorway, she noticed that the door was cracked slightly open and the lights were on, leading her to believe that her quest to find her missing husband was over. Knocking subtly three times before entering, she opened the door and was greeted by her loving husband as his face lit up, the largest smile etched on his face.

"Daph, You're home!" He exclaimed as he stood up engulfing her in a tender embrace. She smiled back at him and fell into his hug as she nuzzled her chin in the crook of his neck taking in his familiar scent that will always remind her of home.

"I'm so glad I found you, believe me it took a while. Sometimes I ask myself why this house has so many rooms" she laughed out.

"Beats me Daph, you where the one who insisted we had such a huge house for the three of us." Fred admitted as he went back and sat down at his black leather office chair.

Daph gave him a quizzing look and placed the palm of her hand to her face and said "Oh yeah, that's right." She then took a seat as well exhausted from her search.

Fred went back to his computer monitor as he scrolled the mouse down attentively reading something online. Daph never liked it when he did his work at home while in her presence, so she called him out on it.

She let out a fake cough indicating her bothered state. "Freddie, it's a Friday night why are you working at this hour? You know how much that bothers me" she said tapping her foot on the floor in her chair in annoyance.

"Daphne you would not believe the day I've had today" Fred said as he stretched his arms over his head.

After Fred mentioned this, a light bulb turned on in her head forcing Daphne immediately out of her agitated state and she chimed in "Actually Freddie, a matter of fact my day was rather crazy too."

Fred stroked his chin with worry before elaborating more on his day. "Well today things at Trap-Co kind of went awry, as in, when I came in to work, I found out that we had been sabotaged!"

Daphne gasped covering her hand to her mouth as she listened intently to the crime that occurred at her husband's company.

"Yeah, so this maniac guy just broke in last night and completely scorched our research and development center completely destroying my new project. So, I have to deal with all this crime stuff and I have been contacting investors and our insurance provider the entire day" he ranted.

Daph stood up in hysteria and took it upon herself to chime in about this disaster "Oh Freddie that's horrible! I can't believe that happened to you. Who would even have the motive to do so?" She questioned.

Fred shook his head in disbelief and continued on "But you know that wasn't even the strangest part of today. Once I got there I saw Velma investigating the damage. I didn't even know she still did stuff like that, but there she was in my office building with some investigative company."

Now Daphne was even more confused about all the events that unfolded today as she heard about this new information from Fred. She couldn't even form a thought because there was so much going through her head. But as she was about to comment, she couldn't as Fred continued on.

"Also Daph, get this, not only was Velma there but Carter was with her for some reason! She has been apparently interning or job shadowing Velma at her company called Cotex Crime Labs for her school project. Did you know about this?" He exclaimed breathing heavily.

Daphne shook her head and froze as she came to the revelation that not only did her daughter know Shaggy and Scooby, but she also was close with Velma. How the heck could this be possible? She began to pace around Fred's office trying to find the best way to string the thoughts together in her head and share with Fred about her own discoveries that day.

Fred began to feel worrisome seeing his wife such a distressed state and began to walk over to comfort her. Just as he was about to place his hand reassuringly on her shoulder to try to calm her down, she spoke out.

"Freddie, you might want to sit down for this" she said calmly. He followed her suggestion and took the seat she had previously occupied.

"It may be a shock to you, as it was to me after hearing your story, but my day went very similarly along with yours." Fred sat there perplexed at his wife's statement and opened his mouth beginning to question her, but was cut off.

"So work today work went along per usual, but driving home I noticed something peculiar. I pulled over because I came across something burning on the side of the road. Turned out that it was a food truck, but no ordinary random food truck, it was Shaggy and Scooby's food truck. I have never seen it before, but there it was a few miles away from our house and it was majorly damaged in the fire" she blurted out before crossing her arms in disbelief.

"Do I know what happened next?" Fred said dropping his head solemnly towards the floor.

Daphne just nodded and said "Yes Freddie, as chance would happen, I found Carter there too and she had apparently known them from before the fire."

Fred and Daphne just looked at each other with deep concern and worry from their revelations about their daughter's acquaintances with the other members of Mystery Incorporated.

"So what do we do now?" Daphne asked her husband raising her eyebrows unsure about the outcome of this conversation.

Fred rubbed his back in hinderance as he pondered what they should do about this.

"Well, I think the only thing there is to do next is to finally tell her about us. We don't want her hearing it from them first and not us. She will never trust us again if that were to happen" he said sternly.

Daphne collapsed on his lap and let out some stray tears. "You're right Freddie, I just never thought it would have to come to this."

Fred hugged his wife and said "Me neither Daph... me neither" rubbing her on her back as he looked from beyond her shoulder and out the doorway to the hall.

After a while of comforting silence between the couple, they both regained their courage and got up hand in hand, and proceeded to confront their daughter.

They stood outside of her room together in silence. Fred lifted up his hand to the door, but froze, let out a sharp breath and gave one more look towards his wife for strength before knocking.

-- Return to Carter's POV --

The sound of knocking at the door abruptly jolted me out of my dazed state as I intently watched the newest episode of Ghost Adventures that I had DVR'd last week. I quickly got up from my bed, slid the finished plate of pizza under my bed because there would be hell to pay if Wilkinson caught me hoarding dishes in my room, and cautiously made my way to the door. Twisting the cold brass handle, I opened it slowly, unsure of who it could be, and was surprisingly welcomed by the presence of both of my parents. My mother sported a soft smile with her arm in my father's arm for support, but my father looked more serious and I could just sense that something was off. Oh great, I thought to myself, What did I do now?  

(A/N I'm really happy that I have been updating and working on this story more frequently and consistently. Thanks so much for reading this chapter, make sure to vote and comment your thoughts about it! The next chapter will be Fred and Daphne's conversation with Carter about their past with the Mystery Inc gang, so tune in next chapter to see how she deals with all of that.)