Chapter 1:

Sam looked up at the two police officers sobbing into her husband's chest when she had a flashback.

*FLASHBACK*

Sam was wrapped in Freddie's arms as he held her while she cried. She was holding the pregnancy test that read positive. She glanced at it again and sobbed more. She was too young to be a mother. She wondered what her mother would say... or maybe even do! Not just that what would Freddie's psychotic mother do? Marissa was, she was...well there was nothing to describe what she was. That woman was BEYOND crazy. There was crazy, then there was stalker, then there was Freddie's mom. Sam slowly pulled away from Freddie and got up as she walked to the door and Freddie followed without question. He had long ago learned to NEVER question Sam Puckett EVER no matter the circumstances.

They found themselves standing in front of the door to Sam's apartment extremely nervous. Sam looked up over at Freddie and he looked down at her, he tried to smile in comfort and reached out for her hand. As she grabbed it as they slowly walked into the small apartment. An hour later they left smiling, turns out it was easier then they had thought it would be to tell Sam's mother about Sam's pregnancy and Sam learned a new thing about her too was a teen mother. Now what was left was to tell Freddie's mother. They both knew for sure she would at least go nuts but never imagined how crazy she'd go:

"Mom, as you know Sam-" Freddie began,

"Samantha," Freddie's mother corrected as she gave a little nod towards Sam and missed Sam's quick glare at her.

Freddie continued ignoring his mother, "and I have been dating."

"Yes, Fredward, I know. You don't need to constantly remind me," she got up and started cleaning some of the dishes left in the sink and murmured something about how it should have been Carly not Sam he'd be with. Sam getting aggravated at the pesky women, was about to slam her fists on the table until Freddie stopped her and decided to continue on.

"Well- This is hard for me to say, I don't know how to say it exactly. Sam's pregnant and the baby is mine." Freddie quickly rushed out before his mother could interrupt again.

"FREDWARD!" She yelled out. "WE CAN GET A PATERNAL TEST ON THE BABY! Yeah yeah that's a great idea who knows how many men that beast slept with right? Right?" Freddie's mom started rambling on, mostly to herself.

"MOM!"

Mrs. Benson quickly looked up at him, "I'm the only one she's ever been with, I am the father and I want to keep this baby." Freddie told his mother in his sternest voice.

"Freddiebear you don't know that she could be lying!"

"Moooom STOP!"

"What did I do wrong?"

"This will be my daughter or son and I WANT to keep my baby."

"I will find a way to make sure this baby will never live!" Mrs. Benson said with a crazed look on her face. Sam got really aggravated and knew this women belonged locked up. Sam got up and headed for the door. If this women expected her to terminate her pregnancy she was crazy. Sam didn't believe in that nor was she going to start believing in it because of Freddie's insane parent. She took one quick glace back to see Freddie follow close behind as he yelled out how he never wanted to see his mother again and how she needed to get help slamming the door behind him.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

Sam pulled away from Freddie and looked at the two officers then back at Freddie.

"Do you think it could be your mother?" As she finished this sentence his face grew pale as he looked back at the officers thinking back to his mother's declaration of getting rid of Jenna.