WOOT! Chapter 2! Well if you liked the 1st chapter I hope you like this one as much as the last. And there's some DxS fluff in here!  R&R pleasz!

"Ooo! Look Danny he woke up!" Sam said excitedly.

The boy started to fuss a little.

Danny got up and walked to the box. He rummaged through the stuff.

"What are you doing?" Sam asked.

Danny, with his head in the box said, "I'm lookin' for something for him to play with."

He plucked out a blue, squeaky, stuffed giraffe and gave it to the kid. The boy giggled with glee and squeaked the toy.

Danny laughed, "Looks like he likes it as much as I did."

"Maybe we should try and find out his name. I don't think we can keep calling him Jr." Sam said.

Danny nodded in agreement. He faced the kid, "Hey there! Can you tell us your name?" He said in a sweet, baby talk voice, "Huh? What's your name?"

Sam laughed, "You should talk to Tucker like that. Maybe he'll actually listen."

Jr. mumbled something.

"Wait, he said something." Danny asked him to say it again.

"Aielan"

"Ethan?" Danny asked.

He shook his head, "Aien"

"Evan?"

He shook his head again, "Ailen!"

"Alan?" Sam asked.

Alan laughed, "Ailen! Me Ailen!"

"How'd you know?" Danny asked Sam.

"I dunno. Something just told me it was a name I liked so…"

"Whoa, back up. You like the name Alan too? Heh-heh I though I was the only one!"

They blushed and looked away from each other.

8:25, Alan was getting sleepy again. Danny laid him down in the crib.

Sam sighed, "I don't wanna leave him."

"Well, he'll be here in the morning."

"Yeah I suppose I should get going."

Danny noticed Alan shivering and covered him with a blanket. Sam looked at Danny, who was still looking at the napping Alan. She leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek, "You're pretty sweet Danny."

She walked out of his room and downstairs to leave for her home. Danny raised his hand to his cheek and touched the spot where Sam had kissed him.

The next morning, Danny was awakened by Alan who, somehow, managed to get out of Danny's old crib.

"Daddy! Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!"

"Wa-wa..." Danny sleepily said. Then he sat up straight, "What'd you just call me?"

"Dada! Ah-hehe!"

Danny glanced over at the clock; 7 am. Sam will probably want to come over, He thought. He wanted her to come over partly so she could see Alan and partly because she had left so quickly after that kiss. He smiled thinking about last night. His thoughts were interrupted by Alan.

"Me hungy!"

"Uh...okay. Well, what do you want to eat?"

Alan shrugged.

"Well, let's go down into the kitchen to see what we got." Danny got out of bed and scratched his head, then advanced downstairs with Alan tottering after him. In the kitchen, Danny opened some cupboards, "Alright, we have cereal, pop tarts, uh…I can make toast…" he opened the freezer, "uh….oh! French toast waffles…"

Alan goggled at all the food. Then the front door opened.

"I think pop tarts are best. You know, somewhat healthy but taste great. Also, it's more of a tot food." Sam was leaning against the doorway.

"Sam!" Danny turned around.

"Mama!" Alan ran over to Sam. She picked him up.

"I was gonna call you after I got Alan breakfast."

Sam laughed, "I thought you might need help with that."

Danny shook his head like he was getting out of a trance and grabbed the pop tarts.

"Here ya go, bud."

Alan started eating it immediately.

"Uh, Danny, listen. About last night…"

"Sam, you don't have to explain. You know, over the years, I don't know how I could've been so stupid! I mean, all the pain you must have gone through, watching me stare at Paulina and Valerie, and when there was almost a Valerie and I...well…it must have been unbearable. I really hadn't decided if I liked you or not. But last night, your kiss made me decide for good." Danny walked over and grabbed Alan and put him down on the floor. He put his hands on her shoulders and looked in her deep lilac eyes. He leaned in a little, and Sam did too. They were going, going, going…But….

"Hey guys! How was parenting for….." Tucker had burst through the door, "Whoa, I see that it has been pretty good. Now we know how Jr. there was made!"

"Tucker! We weren't kissing!" Sam yelled.

"Yeah, I know. Alan isn't ours!" Danny yelled too.

Tucker cocked an eyebrow, "So, you're not denying that you and Sam kissed?"

Sam blushed.

"Well, Sam kissed me on the cheek last night. And well, you interrupted a real kiss."

"Oh, don't mind me! Carry on!"

"Well Tuck, you kind of ruined the atmosphere." Danny told him.

"And Jr. wasn't ruining the atmosphere?"

"His name is Alan." Sam chimed in.

"How'd you find that out?" Tucker asked.

"The inseparable team of Danny and Sam found it out easily. It was both my and Sam's favourite name."

"Hey, where's Jazz?" Sam asked out of curiosity.

"Upstairs, she's still asleep." Danny said.

"Oh."

Alan was at the door, trying to reach the handle.

"I think he wants to go outside." Sam said.

"Well, let's go to the park! There's lots of little kid stuff there. It should keep him occupied for hours!" Danny said. He looked down at his clothes, "I might wanna get dressed first huh?"

Sam nodded and giggled. Danny ran upstairs to change. He left a note for Jazz saying he, Sam, Tuck and Alan were going to the park. By now, Alan was starting to cry still trying to reach the handle.

"Come on Alan, let's go." Sam grabbed his hand and walked him to the sidewalk. She let him run around for a bit until Danny and Tucker came out. Then they all started walking down the street, probably the only teens awake at 7:30 am.

"Alan……come out come out wherever you are……"

Meanwhile at Clocky's crib, he was searching for Alan. Of course he was assuming that Alan was transported somewhere in his lab. He rounded a corner on his hands and knees.

"Alan?"

He stood up and folded his arms, "Now where could he be?"

"AH-HAHA!" Alan jumped from one thing to the other in the park; first the teeter-totter, then the swings, then the slide, then the teeter-totter again. It was nearing 9 o'clock and Danny, Sam, & Tuck watched Alan bounce around in amazement.

"I almost forgot how energetic you can be when you're a tot." Danny said stunned.

"The only place he hasn't been is the sand box." Sam said, "I'm gonna go see if he wants to go in it." She got up and walked towards Alan, now playing on the swings.

"So…are you two?" Tucker asked Danny putting two of his fingers side by side.

"Dunno." Danny replied. "I told her everything this morning. You know like how I was an idiot not realizing it until last night and stuff."

"Speaking about last night….." Tucker said, "What exactly happened?"

"Well, Alan was sleepy, so I put him in his…err…my crib. He was shivering from a breeze or something so I covered him with a blanket. Sam looked at me and just kissed me on the cheek. Then she said that I was sweet. Pretty simple if you ask me."

"Well, I'm glad she went first because I figured you wouldn't realize it for a while. And the good news is…Valerie's open for the taking!" Tucker whipped out his mouth spray and spritzed some in his mouth.

"Hey Alan! Do you wanna go in the sand box?" Sam bent over and asked.

Alan glanced over at the box and shook his head with a scared look on his face, "No."

"Aww…are you sure? 'Cuz it looks like a lot of fun."

"No. Scawy coast." He slipped behind Sam's leg like he was hiding from someone.

"Huh? Scary…ghost? Come on." She picked him up and carried him over to Danny and Tuck.

"But, dude, just promise me I'll be your best man!" Tucker was talking to Danny.

"Tucker, I dunno when that'll even happen! IF it'll even happen!"

"If what'll happen?" Sam sat down on the bench.

"Uh...um…nothin'!"

"Okay. Well, I tried getting him in to the sand box but he said no because of a…scary ghost."

"What? Scary ghost? But there's never been a ghost attack here! I would remember it!"

"Well, that's what he said."

Danny thought for a second, "I know what'll keep his mind off that."

He took Alan from Sam and brought him over to an ice cream truck. He walked back with chocolate chunk for himself, vanilla with rainbow sprinkles for Alan, and a black raspberry with gummy bats on top. He set Alan down on the bench and handed the black raspberry cone to Sam.

"Here, I thought you'd like this." He blushed.

"Ooo! Thanks! My favourite! How did you know?"

"Well….I have my ways….."

A flashback played in Danny's head from the night before. Since he realized he loved Sam, he broke into her house invisibly and read Sam's diary. In it, it said her favourite things including:

Black raspberry ice cream with gummy bats

Ghost fighting with Danny and Tuck

Being independent

And last but certainly stated the most, Daniel Jack Fenton, Danny Phantom, and that Danny's ghost powers where soooooo hot. Okay maybe it didn't sound so girly girl-ish but you get my point.

"Ah-heheh!" Danny laughed.

Sam cocked an eyebrow, "O-kaaaay!"

"So…are you two an…..item?" Tucker asked.

Danny sighed, "Tucker! I already told you! I dunno! It all depends on…"

Sam scooted over a bit and placed Danny's hand in hers.

"….Sam…" He finished his sentence blankly. Then he scooted over and wrapped his arm around her.

"I'll take that as a yes then." Tucker said.

Sam rested her head on Danny's shoulder.

"Definitely." Danny said.

Then, just as it was getting good, Danny's ghost sense went off.

He sighed, "Why does it always get good then bad?"

With that, he jumped halfway in the air and the two glowing rings formed around his waist. They glided up and down once again, changing Danny Fenton into Danny Phantom. He flew around the park looking for the ghost. Then, the Box Ghost emerged from the sand box Sam had tried to get Alan in.

"BEWARE!"

"Oh please! Haunting Sand boxes? How low can you get?"

Alan snuggled against Sam, shielding his face from the Box Ghost. Then, he hiccupped, and a small blue-ish wisp came from his mouth. Sam saw this happen.

"OH MY GOD! DANNY!" She yelled.

Danny sucked the box obsessed ghost into the Fenton Thermos after an exchange of witty banter and punches. He glided over to Sam.

"What's wrong?"

"Alan…when the Box Ghost came….you could see his breath…almost…almost like a ghost sense!"

MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Cough Cough! Well, that's defiantly a cliff hanger! Does Alan have a ghost sense? Who is Alan REALLY? Well, in time my friends, those questions will be answered. Hey! At least Danny and Sam are...an "item". Lol! 'Til next chapter of What are the Odds!

DDH