TOW Joey is Sam's dad

(Sam's POV)

Another day, another dollar. Actually, I stole $10 from Freddork during math today. That makes $11. Right? Psh, I was too busy pickpocketing Dorkface to pay attention to math or calculations.

My day was pretty good. Other than getting detention from my spanish teacher for 'saying innapropirate words in spanish'. Please, that lady can barely say "Como estas". What a puta.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, I wondered about my dad. Yup, my padre. I've never met my dad. I really wouldn't be suprised if my mom didn't even know who my real dad was. She slept around with more people than Tiger Woods and Bill Clinton combined. Maybe I should ask her. She might know. Would she?

"Hey MA!" I called from my room.

"Yeah Sammy?" She bellowed from downstairs. Luckily, she didn't sound drunk or high. This is the perfect oppertunity to ask.

"Can you come up here? I have a question about...sex." I couldn't think of anything else to lie about. My mothers footsteps became louder and louder as her shadow appeared around the corner.

"You better not have-"

"Chill ma, I'm still pure."

"Good. I don't need to be a grandma yet. What's up, buttercup?" She sat on my purple rolling chair with a can of diet coke in her left hand.

"I wanted to talk about dad...my dad."

"Well, Sammy, this is a big suprise. You've never asked about your dad before."

"I know but...I feel like a piece of me is empty without knowing about him."

"What do you want to know?"

"Everything. Or at least as much as you know." I gulped.

"Ok" My mother started. She sighed loudly as she set the coke down on my desk.

"He was the only guy I slept with that year so I know he's your dad. This was back when I lived in New York. We were both about 25. Your dad and I never were 'together'. We were more of a fling. Boy, he was a good guy. Everything he'd say 'how you doin'?' I'd just melt inside. You know, he's the reason I really started liking Italian guys." My mother spoke those words about him with such passion. I'd never seen her like this before. It was like, she was in love.

"Were you in love with him?" I asked while sitting on my stomach and cuddling my Nala pillow.

"Yeah...Like I said, he was a great guy. But I had to move to Seattle to take care of your Grandma. She'd broken her hip and needed help. After that, I never saw or talked to him again. Then I found out I was pregnant. You and Mel are the only thing I have left of him. I love you Sammy." She got up and gave me a hug.

It was then that I knew I had to do something. I had to find him. For my mom. And for myself.

"What was his name?" I asked while still hugging her.

"Joey Tribbiani."

...

(In New York)

(Joey's POV)

I was over at Chandler and Monica's house watchinf Jack and Erica while Mon and Chand went out for their anniversary. Normally, I'd be watching porn on their laptop, but the kids were watching some webshow. Plus, if I watched it on TV they could see it. I'm pretty sure Monica would be pissed if her kids saw porn.

"Hey, what are you guys watching?" I leaned in to see the screen.

"iCarly, the bestest webshow ever!" Erica replied. She put it on full screen so I could see. The girls on the show were having some weird looking kid lick a comb to guess what it is.

"Is it...a mail organizer!" He shouted.

"No, keep guessing!" The kid licked the comb again.

"Is it a comb!"

"Yes! It is indeed a comb that we found moments before the show started on the floor." The brunette girl stated to the camera.

"Oh! Can I keep it!" the weird kid asked.

"Sure?" The blonde girl answered with a grotesque look on her face.

"Sweet!" The kid ran off the camera.

"Now before we go, Sam has a mission for you guys at home! Sam?"

"That's right Carls. I'm looking for a man named Joey Tribbiani. If anyone knows him, please call the number below. That's it for tonight! Remember, stay out of prison kiddies!" They went offline. Did the blonde girl say my name? did she mean me?

"Uncle Joey! Call Sam!" Jack handed me the phone. I took it and quietly dialed the number I saw on the bottom of the screen.

"Hello, This is Freddie Benson speaking?" A low voice came across the reciever.

"Hello, I just watched iCarly and saw that you were looking for a man named Joey Tribbiani."

"Yes, do you know him?"

"Actually...I am him."

"O-oh." The young man stammered on the other line. "Hang on, I'll get Sam." He said quickly. The line went quiet for a minute.

"Hello?" A female voice answered.

"Hi, I'm Joey Tribbiani. I was watching yor show with my niece and nephew and my name...did I ever sleep with you nd never call you back? Because if I did I am so sorry!"

"What? No. Do you remember Pam Puckett?" I smiled. I remember Pam. And I missed her too. In a friendly way, I wasn't in love with her. Never was. I'm in love with someone else. But she's with someone else. I can never have her.

"I do."

"Well, I'm her daughter, Sam Puckett."

"Get out! Pam had kids?"

"Yeah, I have a twin sister, Melanie. Actually...my mom got pregnant around the time you 2 went out." Uh oh. Was she implying...

"Are you insinuating that I may be..."

"According to her, yes. I am." My stomach chruned. That's only happened once. Thanksgiving when Monica made me eat a whole turkey. I found something odd. Somehow, I'd managed to stay calm. Normally, I'd be freaking out and pass out. Maybe it's because I see all of my friends with their kids. I yurned for that too. Here I come to find out that I had kids before any of them! \

"Hello?" She asked. In all of this hub-bub, I forgot I was still on the phone.

"Do you wanna come to New York this weekend? I mean, if you're not busy." blurted out.

"Ok! Sounds great...my mom can't make it though. Do you mind if I bring some friends?"

"Sure, the more the merrier!" I nervously chuckled.

"Well, it was nice talking to you..."

"You too. See you this weekend!" I hung up the phone and stood up. Wow. In 2 minutes my life changed completely. I've got a daughter coming from Seattle. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doors opening. Monica and Chandler walked in, still all dressed up.

"Hey Joey." Chandler greeted as he helped Monica out of her coat.

"Hi." I replied shyly.

"Joey? Sweetie, what's wrong? You look like a ghost. And you haven't touched the chicken parmesean." Monica came over and cupped my cheek in her hand as she felt myforehead with the other.

"I'm fine. Just do me a favor and meet me at my apartment tomorrow. There's something I gotta tell all of you guys."

"We will. And hey, whatever it is, we've got your back." Chandler patted my shoulder.

"Thanks Chand."

...

It was the next day. Everyone, with the exception of Phoebe, came over after I had breakfest. They sent the littler kids with Ross' older son Ben to go to the park across the street. I cleared my throat.

"Everyone...I called you all over here for a reason. First off, I miss all of you guys so much. Even though we see each other almost everyday still, it's different. We all have families and kids now."

"You don't have kids." Ross interjected in.

"Let me finish..."

"Wait, Honey, did you get someone pregnant?" Rachel asked.

"Well, here's the story...You guys remember Pam Puckett, right?"

"Oh yeah, you dated her before I dated Janice." Chandler said.

"Yeah, well anyway...I found out recently that she has 2 kids. Twins, actually. Their names are Sam and Melanie."

"Wait, Pam has 2 kids? We all thought you'd settle down and have kids before her." Ross said.

"You'd think..." I said bitterly. The words became harder to say.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Rachel asked.

"Well, I found out that Pam was pregnant after we'd broken up..." I paused for a moment. I don't think everyone got it quite yet. Suddenly, Chandler's eyes bugged out and he opened his mouth.

"You're...the father?" Chandler asked slowly. I nodded and took a gulp of water.

"So...Joey's a daddy." Ross tried add some comical relief to this incredibly awkward and serious moment.

"Wait, you and Pam broke up back in '94." Rachel said.

"Yeah, the girls are 16 now."

"How'd you find all of this out?" Monica asked as she sat in Chandler's lap.

"Well, Erica and Jack were watching iCarly when I babysat them."

"iCarly? Ben loves that webshow! He has the biggest crush on Sam Puckett." Ross said. Joey gave him a death glare

"Hey! You son better keep his thoughts out of the gutter when it comes to my daughter...my daughter...my daughter..." I kept saying quietly. I sat down on the barstool and held my head. Rachel came over and rubbed my back.

"Sorry." I aplogized.

"It's ok. And I promise you, it's just a crush. Like you had with Rachel."

"Right. Anyway, at the end of the show Sam made an announcement looking for me. She didn't exactly say what it was for but I knew I needed to call. When I did, she picked up. We talked for a while then I invited her to come this weekend with some friends."

"This weekend? Joey, that's in 5 days." Chandler said.

"I know. Can you guys help me get ready?"

"Absolutely." Monica agreed.