Warning, this story WILL I repeat WILL be changed to M, for some upcoming coughsexualcough things...it all has to do with the sequel to this story, I will explain it later. It might change by the next chapter to M, but just to warn you guys.

Time Changes Things

Chapter Ten: Slow Down

"OMG! GMO! DID YOU JUST SLAP ME!?!"

He dropped her off at her house.

"Danny, I want to go with you."

"No, it's too dangerous."

"It'll be worse if I stay be myself."

He sighed, "Okay, but I want you to put on the Specter Deflector."

She put it on, since he had grabbed it at his house, but didn't turn it on.

"Okay, can we go now?"

"Yeah," He picked her back up again, and they flew towards her college.

He transformed back into Danny Fenton, and knocked on the door to Jazz's dorm room.

Music was blasting through the door, and when the door opened, he saw a blonde girl talking on the phone and blowing on her nails.

"Whadya want?" She asked as she chewed on her gum, and popped a bubble in his face.

"Uh, I'm Jazz's brother, Danny."

"Oh, yeah, I heard of ya, and who's the cute chick, she ya girlfriend?"

Danny and Sam tried to hide their blush.

"I'm looking for something of Jazz's."

She smiled at him, "Well, come on in. I got room for all of ya."

She opened the door wider, and he and Sam entered.

"Look around, I'm not doing anything important."

She went back to painting her nails on the table, but then she suddenly looked up at them.

"I didn't properly introduce myself. I'm Jillia, Jilly for short."

"Nice to meet you," Danny said, and Sam followed him into Jazz's room.

"What are we looking for?" Sam asked after ten minutes of searching in Jazz's room.

"I don't know, probably a letter."

"Well, where is the letter?"

"She said it was on her bed."

"Great, thanks for telling me that now."

He just shrugged as Sam moved over to Jazz's bed.

"Nothing's on her bed," She reached under the pillow, "Wait a minute."

Sam brought out a brown journal.

"Is this it?"

"Yes," Danny grabbed for it, "Thank you Sam!"

"You're welcome."

Danny fiddled with it for a moment before Sam pointed out to him that it was locked.

"Oh, wait; I know where she always puts her key."

Danny opened her closet and pulled out one of her blue headbands that was wrapped up tight. He unwrapped it to reveal the key hidden inside it.

"What are you waiting for, open it."

"I…just…can't."

"Fine, I'll do it," Sam impatiently reached for the journal, but Danny pulled it away.

"No! I'll do it."

He slowly put the key in and opened the journal.

Dear Diary,

Today I had my English and Psychology class. I meet a cool girl named Olivia Snyder. She has a bunch of theories about the teenage mind. Hopefully we can hang out more and become better friends, because today during lunch I ate with her, and she seemed really nice. Maybe she'll be my first friend here. Besides my roommate Jilly, but Jilly is overly friendly.

I wish I could be as friendly as Jilly. She's so outgoing, and everyone thinks I'm a freak.

I miss my family, especially Danny. I'm going to visit them soon. I love seeing them.

Crap, Jilly's drunk friend is staying the night over here again.

Have to go diary, until next time.

Love, Jazz

Danny stared at the entry in Jazz's diary while he lay on the bed in the Manson's guest bedroom.

He'd read through the journal about five times so far, and so far, he'd never gone farther than that page.

The phone rang in his room, and suddenly a shout went through the house from Mrs. Manson.

"DANNY! ANSWER THE PHONE! IT'S FOR YOU!"

He picked up the phone.

"Hey, Dannah, how are ya doing?"

Danny sighed.

"I'm fine Jilly, just finished reading Jazz's diary…again."

"I'm sure she'll be alright."

"I hope so."

"Everything will turn out for the best, crap I gotta go, talk to ya latah kiddo."

"Bye."

He hung up the phone.

Jilly had been shocked when she heard the news about Jazz, and checked up on him every now and then.

The phone rang again.

"DANNY! IT'S FOR YOU!"

Frustrated he picked up the phone.

"Hello!?!"

"Hey, Danny, I heard what happened."

Danny's breath caught.

It was Tucker.

"There's a bunch of rumors going around school, and you and Sam haven't been here, so I thought that, if it was okay, I'd talk to you guys about it."

Danny swallowed hard.

"Sam's grandmother died, the funeral was a couple days ago, and Jazz is in the hospital. She was hit by a semi-truck. Tucker, I don't think she's going to make it."

He heard an uncomfortable shift from the other side of the phone.

"Danny, I'm so sorry. I hope everything turns out for the best."

Danny sighed, "Yeah, that's what everyone's been saying, and I don't quite understand it."

"When are you coming back to school?"

"Probably, on Tuesday, it's Thursday now. We have a lot of homework to catch up with."

Tucker quietly laughed, "Yeah, good luck with that."

"Thanks I'll probably need it."

"See you later then?"

"Yeah, bye Tuck."

"Bye."

They both hung up, and Danny felt that empty feeling return to him.

Another soft knock on his door.

"Come in Sam," He had recognized her knock from before.

The door slowly opened. She closed it and sat down beside him on his bed.

"What's on your mind?"

"Danny," She moved to look into his eyes, "There's something I've been meaning to do for awhile."

"What's that?"

She looked at the ground.

"Well…"

Before he could ask what again, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pushed him back onto the bed, and started kissing him. He kissed her back.

She put her hands under his shirt, and slowly ran her hands over his chest.

His skin burned underneath her hands.

"Sam, what are you doing?" He asked, not yet ready for where he thought she was thinking of going.

"I don't really know," She whispered softly.

Her voice made him shiver.

"Well, whatever it is. We need to stop." He tried to push Sam off of him, but she wouldn't budge.

"Sam!"

"Danny…I…"

"Sam, stop, this isn't right."

"But…"

"No! What if you…"

"Then I'll take care of it. I just…"

"No! Sam, as your boyfriend, I have to say no."

"Don't you want it too?"

"Well, yeah, but it's not the right time."

He pushed Sam off, and she got off.

"I'm sorry Danny."

She hurriedly ran out of the room.

The next two days she didn't talk to him at all, and he just saw her at breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

One day she caught him by surprise though.

"Danny, my parents want to know if you want to go to church with us this Sunday. Last Sunday we missed it because of stuff."

"Isn't Sunday tomorrow?"

"Yeah, you'd have to wake up at nine." She saw his eyes widen. "But you don't have to come if you don't want to."

"No, I just…never knew you were the type to go to church."

"Oh…my grandma, she and my dad went to church. They've been trying to get our whole family to go, and now we're respecting my grandma's wishes."

"Okay, I guess I can try it."

"That's great. I'll go tell me parents."

Before she realized it she had Danny pinned up against a wall kissing him again.

"Sam!"

"Oh…" She blushed, "sorry."

She ran away again, as he shook his head.

Why was it so hard for him to kiss her, and want to at the least?

Then he remembered her mom's warning.

"I don't want to see Sam hurt again…especially from the likes of such a…manipulative boy."

He sighed. He didn't want Sam to feel like he was using her, or hurt her again. Maybe that's why he avoided the consequences of doing something wrong.

Something he didn't know he would do very soon…