Disclaimer I do not own Danny Phantom. I am just a dedicated fan.

DarkDragonQueen: Here I am again with a new story. I know, I know, you're asking me hey aren't you working on the Black Phoenix? Well I am and I'm way ahead so you'll still get your update. This is different from my other stories. It's more of a drama/angst story, which is something I've never done before... well I have but I didn't like it and took it off. Anyway, it's a very high Rated T on the brink of M, but not violent enough for that. It contains mentions of rape and graphic birth at the end.

Yeah, you read this next part from me all the time. Grammar is not my best subject. I can apply it well to writing but I'm not perfect people. If you see a few mistakes here and there dismiss them. Luckily my spelling and use of words makes up for that.

Without further adu I give you the second chapter of Trial, Transition, Growth: Book I.

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Aly

By

DarkDragonQueen

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Sam crossed her arms obviously not pleased as she glared down at Danny.

"You know I like those little pies and you ate my last one." She fussed.

Danny cringed. "My parents are bringing more from the store. I didn't think you would want it anytime soon so I took it. I was hungry. I'm sorry for having human needs." He shot back rolling his eyes.

"You should be." Sam said and Danny wondered whether she hadn't noticed the sarcasm or was ignoring it. "You're not the one with a big basketball stomach."

"And I'm glad that I never will be." Danny said smugly. "I never want to experience the mood swings woman go through. One minute you sad and worried, one moment you're happy and giddy, the next you're so angry you become a hurricane. Can't you just decide how you feel and keep it that way?" Dan sighed.

Sam narrowed her eye and lunged for Danny the best she could with her eight month pregnant belly. "Take that back or I'll personally see to it that you're a full ghost in the next five minutes." She threatened.

"You know I'm threatened at least five times a day by the ghost?" Danny asked moving out the way though he had to admit a pregnant girl was a lot scarier when she was angry.

"I want a pot pie now." Sam crossed her arms and stomped her foot.

Tucker and Jazz just watched the ordeal with amusement and worry about what Sam would do if she didn't get her way. Actually it had all started when Sam went in the kitchen to get one of her little organic veggie broccoli pot pies from the freezer. When she saw her last one wasn't there she had demanded to know who had eaten it. Tucker and Jazz quickly denied it having been on the receiving end of her now frequent mood swings that got horrible when it came to food. Danny though, had bravely, in Tucker and Jazz's opinion, admitted to it and Sam immediately focused her anger on him.

What Danny said was true though. His parents were going to bring some from the store, but that would be in a few hours and Sam wasn't hearing it. The part that actually amused the bystanders though, was that Sam and Danny looked like a couple expecting their first child going through the up and down of the relationship that came with it.

"Well what am I supposed to do about it?" Danny asked fairly annoyed.

"You've got a permit, you're sixteen, and will have a license soon. Use Jazz's car and go get me one." Sam demanded.

"You're acting like a two year old Sam. First I have a permit and can't drive without an adult in the car, besides even if I could Jazz car is in the auto shop remember?"

"Well you are half ghost. Fly!"

"I'm not-." Danny began to protest but was cut off by Tucker who pulled him down to him.

"Are you crazy man? Don't argue with her, just do it so we can move on and have happy Sam back… well as happy as you can get when you're Goth and expecting a baby." Tucker added.

Danny reluctantly went ghost and flew through the roof. Ten minutes later he was back in the kitchen.

"Here's your dumb pie and the receipt. You owe me four dollars." Danny glared at Sam who smiled innocently.

"Thank you Danny." Sam replied and put the pie in the microwave. Neither of them had seen Jazz get up to get the door when the doorbell rang.

Sam ran a hand through her strawberry blonde hair. It was just too much to keep up with dying her hair doing touch up, so she had just washed it out one day returning it to the strawberry blonde it had been when she was a little girl. She sighed. She would have never thought back then that she would one day be in her current position. Everything back then was so simple…

Sam was snapped out of her thoughts by Jazz's scream. It wasn't a scared scream. It was more of a scream of surprise, excitement, and happiness.

"What's with Jazz?" Sam asked Danny.

Danny shrugged. "She must have gotten a new book on the working of the brain in the mail. It might be that one that's she pre- ordered two months ago."

"Hey Sam," Jazz called as she poked her head around the corner. "There's someone in the living room who wants to see you."

Sam sighed as she took the pie out the microwave and sat it on the counter. She wobbled out the kitchen and into the living room rather annoyed. She really wanted that pie… Sam stepped into the living room though and all hunger was forgotten when she saw the girl that was sitting on the couch.

"Aly!" she cried in shock.

"Ahh, Sam!" Aly stood from the couch and ran to Sam and grabbed her in a tight hug. "Oh my God!" Aly pulled back to look at her god- sister. "Look at you… You've gotten so big. Last time I saw you no one could even tell you were pregnant, but now it's almost impossible to hide." Aly put her face to Sam stomach and rubbed it with her right hand.

"Hello, this is Auntie Aly here." In response there was a kick and she squealed in excitement.

Sam couldn't quite manage to get her lips to form words but she finally gained control. "Aly, What are you doing here?"

Aly grinned. "I told you when I got my car I was coming to visit you over the summer. I'll be here until my little niece comes." Aly looked at Sam again "What happened to your hair? It's strawberry blonde again."

Sam laughed. "I got tired of keeping it up and took out the dye."

"Well it looks good. You're a pregnant diva. Stylin' and Profilin'."

Sam laughed. "No I'm not. Look at me. I'm fat!"

"You're not fat hun'. You've only gained ten pounds!"

Sam blinked. "You could tell that just by looking at me?"

"Well what do you expect from Miss Perceptive?" Aly asked as Tucker and Danny came in the room. She glanced over at them and then clasped her hands.

"So you're Danny Fenton." Aly smirked and put her hand out. "I'm Alicia Amber McLain, Aly for short I've heard a lot about you from Sam and the news." She winked and Danny turned red.

"Hello, um I'm not invisible or something, am I?" Tucker asked.

Aly's eyes traveled to look a Tucker. "You must be Tucker Foley. The techno geek." She said unenthusiastically.

"What's wrong with that?" Tucker asked insulted.

"Nothing…" Aly smiled. "So where's my room?"

Jazz rubbed her hands together. "Well, if I had known you were coming I could have been more prepared, but for now, the op center will work."

Aly shrugged. "Not fine living, but it's fine." Aly grabbed her suitcase and lugged it up the stairs.

"Is she always so happy and chirpy like that?" Danny asked.

"Only when she's excited." Sam replied. "Otherwise she's very down to earth and really could care less about showing off how much money she has, though she'll use it to her advantage."

"Like to get that black Cadillac outside?" Jazz asked.

"She has a Cadillac?" Tucker asked with bulging eyes. "No way!" He ran outside.

Sam went back into the kitchen to get her pot pie before she sat down on the couch in the living room as she waited on her god- sister to come down the stairs as she didn't feel like going up them at the moment.

The girl came back down with her long hair loose behind her. "So how have you been doing?" Aly asked sitting next to her having obviously gotten over her excitement.

"About as fine as I can be when I'm as big as a house and have something growing inside me." Sam joked dryly.

Aly sighed. "You know what I mean. You look so sad."

"No I don't." Sam laughed.

"The eyes are the doorway to one's heart, mind, and soul. I see your sadness. Tell me what's wrong." Aly gently urged.

"Everything…" Sam sighed.

"Please elaborate," Aly rolled her eyes.

"I just keep thinking about how complicated everything is. The social workers and courts have been calling day and night as my due date comes about taking my baby away and if I do get to keep with it, how will I cope with school and being a teenager at the same time? It's so hard on me." Sam sighed.

"Sam," Aly said giving her a look that said get real. "You're one of the strongest people I know. You've been through things that most girls think could never happen to them and then as a consequence gets pregnant. Do you know how few girls there are that would have the strength to go through that?" Aly asked.

"I'm no different from any other one." Sam laughed bitterly.

"Sam do you know how many girls I know that were in your situation and without a second thought got rid of the child that came to be before it even got a chance at life?" Aly asked. "And the girl who tried to stick it out went crazy and end up trying to kill themselves and end the emotional pain and torture they went through. The aftermath is usually much worse than the before."

Sam laughed a bit. Aly had her ways. She said as though she didn't care, but she just wasn't the type to get caught up in emotions or how people felt. She looked past it and told the real deal and didn't say the usual like, I know how you feel or not to worry and you'll get over it and move on because you eventually did, but it always stayed close.

"Now, we need to do something, like a girl's day out or maybe… Hey wait. Does the baby have a room yet?"

Sam shrugged. "I never asked for one. I'm already a burden as it is."

"No you're not Sam and Aly's right we should start on a baby room." Jazz squealed in delight.

"Where?" Sam asked.

"The attic?" Jazz said. "You know that door at the end of the hall with the staircase. All it really needs is some dusting and paint and then we can make it into the cutest little girl's room."

"No pink." Sam declared.

"Okay then a nice pastel purple will work." Jazz started to plan as she went upstairs.

"Honestly, I don't know what you would have done without me. You wouldn't have even had a baby's room if I hadn't come." Aly rolled her eyes.

Sam laughed. "Still the same old Aly…"

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Aww… That was cute I think. A relationship between sisters is so beautiful. Anyway in the next chapter… Well I think you all know what will happen. R&R.