Chapter One, The Arguement
"Freddie! Thank Chiz you're home!" Sam greeted her husband as he walked through the door from his job as a doctor, "Maddie's running a temperature, Daniel scraped his knee outside, the twins are fighting, Rhea is hungry, and Freddie Jr. is fine... maybe because he's an infant and sleeping. Maddie doens't feel sick but she has a fever definately."
Freddie kissed his lovely bride then called out, "Maddie, Danny, Sierra, Sienna, and Rhea! Come here now!" Little 2-year-old Rhea Benson peered out from a bedroom and screamed, "DADDY'S HOMEEE!" That seemed to trigger a massive rammpage of the 5 Benson kids, leaving baby Freddie Jr. sleeping still. "Line up oldest to yougest." Freddie ordered. When the twins tried to line up, they got into a bickering secion about who was born first. "ENOUGH!" Sam growled. "Sienna came first." Sam declaired. 4-year old Sierra huffed, pouted, then reluctantly switched spots with her "older" twin sister.
"Okay... Maddie," Freddie began and checker her forehead. "You're warm, go lay in bed."
"But I don't-" Began 9-year-old Maddie Benson. Freddie cut her off instantly with a wave of his hand. "Don't question me daughter. You. Are. Sick. Bed. Now." Freddie ordered. She reluctantly turned and left. "Next. Danny." He examined his 7-year-old son's wound. "Go wait in the bathroom, I'll get that all cleaned up like a doctor does for you. Okay? Alright. You two... he said guesturing to the twins. Go sit on the couch and we'll settle our little fight... And Miss Rhea... Mommy can fix you a snack. What would you enjoy?" Everyone spread ou to the destinstion's assigned by their father.
"Appews and peenabutta" Rhea tried to say.
"Appews and peenabutts?" Freddie mimicked.
**OOC: Please keep reading... the arguement comes later.**
Freddie took care of the children while Sam prepared apples and peanutbutter and soup. Freddie washed his sons cut, checked on the baby, delivered soup to his ailing daughter, and while Sam cooked dinner, she could hear him settleing things with the twins. "I really dont care who started it, Sierra. But Sienna, you need to share the blocks... Aunt Carly bought those for both of you."
"But I needed them all to build a puppy!" Sienna justified.
"Well, maybe Sierra wanted to make a kitty... How would you feel if I took all your animal crackers when you ant to eat them. Huh?"
"Not good..." she replied under her breath.
"What did you say?" Freddie asked aas if he didn't hear.
"Not good." she said louder.
"Exactly. Dismissed." As the girls began to get up from the couch... Freddie added, "If you fight over those blocks one more time, and I find out, I'm giving those blocks to Aunt Carly for Aiden. okay? Aiden is your age... I'm sure he likes what you like..." Aiden was Carly's only child so far. Sam walked over and put a hand on Freddie's shoulder.
"Aiden hates blocks... He only plays with cars." she said.
"Yeah, I know... I'd just throw the blocks in the attic and say I gave them to Aiden." he relpied After dinner, everyone went to bed because tomorrow was Monday, which meant school/daycare, and work. Sam and Freddie climbed into bed together.
"You are such a great dad." Sam notified Freddie.
"Well, havent you ever noticed I'm just awesome like that?" Freddie replied, being sarcastically modest.
"Freddie," Sam said, getting serious.
"Yes, my dear." he replied.
"I think you should be home twice a week... 3 days of work, 2 days off. The kids have been like hail hitting the back of my neck! I need some help around here and sometimes things can't wait for you to come home at 6:30 pm every night!"
"Sam, I'm not sure if my schedual is that flexable, but I'll talk to my spervisor. Plus, I don't know if I should be home at all when I'm supposed to be wroking. You get to be home all day. and where am I? Working! Saving lives, Sam! Today, someone died in surgery. I had to tell the family... his wife slapped me!" Freddie slightly raised his voice. Sam stiffled a chuckle.
"You think I do nothing?" she verified.
"I didn't say that." he defended.
"You emplied it." Sam challenged.
Much rambly bickering went on between them going back and forth about how hard they both work.
"My feet hurt." Sam whined.. It was true, he realized, she was home all day, going non-stop taking care of 5 kids. Then Freddie Jr. sarted crying. Sam gave Freddie a 'please-get-the-baby look'. He nodded and went to the crying infant.
Deep down, Freddie was still a bit angry with Sam. He's the one who provides for the family. And she suggested he be home 2/5 days of the week... That would cut his pay by the better part of $2,000. All in all that adds up to $100,880 less in pay each year... He would have to tell Sam that when he got back to bed. She can't fall back asleep till her children and her husband are safe and sleeping.
Sam still thought some wrong of Freddie's refusal to bed his schedual. She needed help. She was overtired and struggling. She appreciated the fact that she had a doctor husband to support her family but, there was one her and 6 kids.
PLEASE REVIEW! I KNOW THE BEGGINING IS UNINTERESTING BUT THE END IS A LITTLE BETTER! I WANNA CONTINUE AND REVIEWS HELP! Thankyou!
