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.

I know it's only been a day, but I decided to treat you for the reviews you've been giving me. You all need a reward, so here's an extra chapter, but you'll hate me at the end… No worries though. You'll get your update Sunday or Monday if I get more than my usual amount of reviews, which is seven, by a twenty- four to thirty- six hour period. Enjoy!

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 ado I give you the second chapter of Trial, Transition, Growth: Book I.

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Labor

By

DarkDragonQueen

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Padme gasped for breath as she choked out her last words on her deathbed.

"Obi- wan…" she struggled to find the strength to talk.

Obi- wan looked at her still holding the squirming baby in his arms.

"There's good in him… I know… I know," Her breathe came out faster and more labored. "There's… still. " Her head fell gently to the soft pillow in death.

Tears rolled down Aly, Jazz, and Sam's cheeks as they watched the movie on the HBO channel. After a long month of laboring to fix up the attic, not to mention shop for various accessories for the baby room, including a crib, mobile, and a few stuffed animals, the room was done. To celebrate, they decided to have a movie marathon. It was around four o'clock in the afternoon and now they sat down on the comfortable couch. Since eleven a.m. they had been watching movies and finally it came to Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith. The three females of the group had cried during the entire ending of it.

"Oh stop crying what's the big deal?" Tucker rolled his eyes.

"He was just trying to save his wife and she died anyway. It's so sad." Jazz explained.

"And it's not my fault." Sam defended. "I didn't cry when I saw it in theaters."

"Well at least you can blame it on hormones!" Aly wiped her eyes and grabbed a potato chip from the bag Sam had in her hands.

"Okay, no more sad movies if you're going to tear up every time." Danny said looking through the guide and then abandoning the control and decided a DVD would be better.

"Okay, but let me go clean this trash up first." Sam forced herself off the couch to grab the things off the coffee table.

"Sam, stop it. We'll do it." Aly offered.

"No I got it." Sam insisted picking up all the trash and carrying it to the kitchen.

She had been like this for the past few days. If something was messy or out of place she went to clean it or straighten it out especially because she didn't know when her sudden energy boost would go away, so she took full advantage of it. Aly said it was call nesting. It meant that the baby would be coming soon and so instinct told her to get things ready and prepare for the birth. It might be that the birth was coming in a week or so, but Sam doubted it. She was full term now, but it was normal for first time mothers, according to her doctor, to go a week or two past their due date. So far, she was three days past it.

Sam dumped all the trash in the trashcan and then decided to get an organic root beer, made from sparkling water, out the refrigerator. She stopped though as an ache in her back that was spreading hit. She sat the root beer down and grasped the counter.

"Hey Sam, the movie's about to-. Are you alright?" Danny rushed to her side.

"I'm fine it's alright." She breathed slowly as the pain went away.

"Are you sure you don't want to-?" Sam cut Danny off.

"It's alright." She laughed. "I had a contraction about a week ago. Nothing consistent yet. I don't think Lilith Danielle Manson won't be her until another week."

"Lilith Danielle?" Danny asked.

Sam blushed. "It had a nice ring to it and besides, you're the first real friend I've had. Of course there was Aly but we were god- sisters."

There was an awkward silence before thunder boomed and Sam jumped slightly.

"We better get out the kitchen. It sounds like a storm is coming."

Danny nodded in agreement as they went and sat back down to enjoy another movie. Two hours later, Sam was still having the uncomfortable pain. First they were rather far apart, but now…

The lights blinked as thunder boomed and then finally they went out along with all other electricity.

"Hmm," Jazz got up and went to the window. "It looks out the whole neighborhood is out. I'll go get the flashlights and a radio."

Five minutes later Jazz was back and had the items in tow. She was listening intently to the battery operated radio and then turned it off.

"There's a bad storm and a third of the town's power is out. We'll be in the dark for a while."

"Great could this really get any worse?" Tucker asked upset that they had no electricity.

"Guys, I think I'm in labor." Sam announced.

There was silence as everyone stared at her and then they all simultaneously said two words.

"Oh shit!"

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Three hours later the lights weren't back on, Sam was still having contractions, and the storm had yet to let up. It was nine o'clock and they were still sitting in the dark. Sam was still in very much pain with the contractions getting worse every time they came.

"Okay, that's it." Aly declared. "We have to get to the hospital, now."

"The streets are flooded. We can't do that. It's too dangerous." Jazz shook her head,

"But it's even more dangerous for Sam to stay here in pain. If we don't get proper doctor, she and the baby will die!" Aly exclaimed.

"She's only been in labor for three hours. When it gets too unbearable and we're forced to go we will, but not now." Jazz said firmly. "Right now all we can do is offer her as much comfort as we can give."

Aly reluctantly agreed and fluffed up the pillows Sam was laying on. A cold sweat was coming through as the pain increased.

"Give me a pillow." Sam breathed out.

"There are no more." Tucker pointed out.

Sam fixed a glare on him that would have had the strongest and bravest of men wet their pants. "I said GET ME A PILLOW!" Sam bellowed and Tucker was up the stairs faster than the speed of light.

He came back ten seconds later with a fluffy pillow in tow and gave it to Sam who snatched it rudely. She put her face into and screamed in pain as another contraction hit. Even muffled by the pillow it was rather loud.

"Sam are you alright?" Tucker asked.

For a moment Sam didn't reply and then she looked up… Tucker asked the wrong question.

"Does it look like I'm alright?" She said menacingly with a glare that looked as though it could kill.

"I… well… You know, typical question in these types of situation." Tucker said nervously.

"If anyone asks me that again, I'll skin them alive, burn them and then throw them into the pits of hell." Sam threatened.

No one said a word or even made a sound after that

The storm continued and as it got later soon everyone fell asleep. It wasn't until around one o'clock after around eight to nine hours of labor that Sam got up, unable to sleep from the pain. She stood up careful not to step on anyone and walked towards the window.

It was still pouring, but the flooding wasn't as bad. "Why me?" she asked herself.

"Why did this have to happen to me?" She said again breathing through the pain. "I didn't ask for this. I never dress like a slut or a prostitute. I never wronged anyone, so why was it me? Why did I go looking for Aly that night?" Tears began to fall from her eyes. "Why did they rape me? Why didn't I get rid of this baby when I had the chance?" she sighed and then smiled knowing she would have never had the heart to do that.

Then again she wouldn't change anything that had happened even if she had the chance…

Lightning flashed pulling her from her thoughts. She blinked and then a contraction so painful hit she screamed. This woke everyone in the living room up from their sleep to run to her aid.

"Get your car started Aly. We have to go, right now." Jazz declared.

"I can't drive in that. I can barely see in that rain." Aly said.

"Danny's got ghost powers. He can probably see better than you can. He'll drive." Jazz said.

"I don't have my license yet!" Danny exclaimed.

"Does it look like it matters right now? Dude, your girlfriend is about to have a baby in the middle of the living room!" Tucker exclaimed.

"She's not my-."

"Just start the car you two. Aly and I will sit in the back with Sam." Jazz snapped.

Five minutes later all five teens were packed into the car and on their way to the hospital on a dangerous road.

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I know I'm wrong and sadistic to leave you hanging like that. Hehehe… R&R… (Running from angry mob here.)