A/N: PLEASE READ! 1) Thanks to all my reviewers. 2) And just to clear some things up. Alice thought she was 3 months pregnant, she didn't know. The doctor told her she was 5 months. And she told Dally she was almost 6 months. Ok now that that is all cleared up on with the story! The story is now back to Alice's POV.

Alice's POV:

After I had left Dally I went back to my house. Tim was on the couch flipping through the TV channels.

"Dally is gonna be ok. He was awake and talking." I said as I flopped down next to Tim. I put my hands over my growing stomach subconsciously. "Tim…" I looked at him, he looked down at me. "Do you think Dally is gonna be put in jail again. Ya know for pulling a gun on that storeowner. Or do you think they might just make him do some community service."

"I don't know girlie. I really don't know. I hope that for your and the baby's sake that he isn't put in jail but I just don't know."

I looked at the TV and saw a show I liked. "Tim wait go back I like that show."

"Then go watch it." He said.

"Tim this is the only TV in the house turn the channel back."

"No." He said and pouted for a moment and then tried to grab the remote. He saw me move and reached his arm out to the opposite side of me and as I made another attempt to grab it I rolled of the couch.

"Owwww." I said and I grabbed my back and sat up.

Tim sat down on his knees beside me and helped me up. "Are you ok Alice, lord I didn't mean for you to fall off the couch, I was just messing with ya." He said and I shook my head and held up my hand.

"I'm ok…I think. I'm more worried about the baby. If I was to lose this baby I don't know what I'd do. And if Dally were to find out you caused it, he'd kill you."

Tim helped me back up onto the couch and handed me the remote. "Well I think I'm gonna go see how ol' Dally is doin'. And see if he knows when he is gonna be going to court." He went into my room and grabbed a blanket and threw it to me, and then walked out the door.

I woke up to Tim shaking my shoulder. "Alice, girlie, wake up, Darry just called they want you to come over for dinner." I helped me sit up, his hand on my lower back. "You need to fix your hair." He said laughing.

I ran a hand through what was normally tame hair. I looked at him a growled.

"Did you just growl at me?" He asked laughing even harder.

I pushed his shoulder. "Yes I growled. I am close to six months pregnant and you insulted my beautiful hair." I said smiling and throwing my hair back.

"How was Dally doin'?" I asked.

"He's fine, scaring the nurses though." I laughed. "The doctor told him he should be able to be released in a week or two. But he's doing fine. Said the cops came in to talk to him after you left. They told him he would be facing up to 5 years in prison for armed robbery. But he also might only have to serve 1 with about 3 years of community service."

I sighed and got up and went into the bathroom. I opened the drawer that had all my things in it and grabbed a brush. After brushing my hair into a ponytail. I looked down at my outfit. Jeans, a black tee shirt, and black flip-flops, that would have to do. I walked into my room and grabbed my keys, I walked back into the living room, kissed Tim's cheek and walked outside to my car.

Once at the Curtis's I walked into the house, it was routine now and no one cared since they knew I was coming. I saw Soda laying on the couch with his eyes closed and looked over to see Darry with his eyes closed and head slumped to the side. I decided to wake up Soda first. I walked over and slowly placed my hand over his mouth. His eyes shot open as he tried to sit up. I placed my finger to my lips telling him to be quiet and then pointed at Darry with my thumb.

Soda got up and I took my hand off his mouth. We tiptoed over to Darry and Soda jumped on him.

"AHHHH!" Darry yelled and then realized it was Soda and pushed him off. Soda tumbled to the ground and fell in a heap on the floor. I sat down on the floor and continued to laugh. Darry looked down at me. "Oh you think it is just so funny don't you." He then bent down and picked me up bridal style and began to spin me around the room.

"Darry! Darry stop I'm gonna be sick! Oh gosh Darry put me down!" I screamed and after a moment he set me down near the couch and I fell into it.

Ponyboy then came out from his bedroom. "What is all the noise about. I'm trying to write that stupid paper." He said.

"Sorry Pony, Alice and Soda decided to ambush me while I was asleep. But I think that roast is done so dinner is almost ready so you can stop writing for awhile. Are Steve and Two-bit coming?" Darry asked Soda.

"Steve should be here any minute but Two-bit is staying with his mom." Soda said and right on cue Steve walked in the door.

"Hey, sure smells good." He said and then noticed I was there. "Hey, how's Dally doing?"

"Oh. I completely forgot to tell y'all. He will be fine. The doctors will let him out in about two weeks. But he will have to serve up to 5 years in jail or one year and a lot of community service. And I don't think they would let him out to see his baby delivered." I said looking down at my growing stomach and put a hand on my bulge. "But lets not talk about that, I'm hungry and this baby is hungry so I vote we eat."

The guys sat down at the table and I helped Darry bring the roast and mashed potatoes to the table. I went back in the kitchen and grabbed the cooked carrots and butter. I set them down beside the roast. Darry pulled out my chair for me and I sat down, scooting myself up to the table.

"Thanks."

He nodded and sat down beside me. Once he was seated we began to eat. The room went silent because we were all to busy to eat. Once everyone was done I stood up and pushed my chair in. Darry stood up with me.

"Dinner was wonderful Darry, thanks, I'm gonna go see Dally and try to make him not torture the nurses." I said.

"Alright, call when you get back to your house, no matter how late it is, I want to know you made it home safely."

"Ok, bye guys. I'll see y'all sometime tomorrow or later this week." I said as I walked around the table and hugged them all. I grabbed my keys and walked out the door.

I got home around 12 that night from the hospital. I walked into the house and went to my room, sat my keys on my dresser, and then walked back into the living room. I dialed Darry's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey Darry, it's Alice, I just called to tell you I'm home and safe and in one piece."

He laughed. "Ok well I'll see you tomorrow. Bye."

"Bye bye." I said and hung up the phone.

I walked back into my bedroom. After I changed clothes, I was now in one of Dally's old T-shirts, I crawled into bed. I began to think about what Dally had told me at the hospital.

He will have to go to jail. But he told the police about me, and they had heard that I was pregnant with Dallas Winston's child, they were going to let him off. He would be in jail until I went into labor, then released, then he would go back in jail for the remainder of the two years. After that he would have to do a lot of community service. But at least he wouldn't miss too much of our child's life. It also gave me time, as horrible as it sounded, for me to work out my plans with the Curtis's.