Sam is sitting on the couch relaxing after putting their almost 2 year old son Jason down for a nap. Putting her feet up on the coffee table she leans her head back and closes her eyes. A few minutes later she hears the front door unlock and Freddie come in. Seeing his wife on the couch he quietly closes the door. Walking over to the couch he leans down and softly kisses her head.

"Hey baby" she says without opening her eyes. "Hi, I didn't mean to wake you…go back to sleep" he said sitting down next to her. "I wasn't asleep, I just got Jason down for his nap a few minutes ago" she said as she shifted around to lay her head on Freddie's shoulder. "How did it go at the office…do you have to go back in" she asked. Freddie let out a sigh "it was not good, but thankfully we got everything taken care of. So I don't have to go back in this afternoon" he told her.

"What about you…how was your morning" he asked her. "Well other than having to chase Jason around pretty much all morning and being pretty tired it was good" she told him. Freddie smiled "Well are you too tired for a little couple's time" he asked her. "What did you have in mind" she said without opening her eyes. In response Freddie leaned down and kissed her. She opened her eyes, gave him one of her coy smiles "I could handle that" she said. He leaned down again and kissed her again passionately. They were like this for several minutes before someone knocked on their door.

Freddie growled at having to relinquish his wife's lips "Gee I wonder who that could be" he said sarcastically. Truth was they knew it was Marissa Benson…she was the only person who actually knocked. He got up and open the door to let her in "Hi mom…what a surprise" his voice was dripping with sarcasm. Marissa walked into the house almost shoving Freddie out of her way. "Where's that grandson of mine" she asked. Sam got up off the couch "he's upstairs taking a nap" she told her with slight annoyance creeping into her voice. She looked over at Sam "well why were you sitting on the couch, there is so much around here that I'm sure needs to be cleaned" she practically hissed at Sam.

Sam held her tongue but Freddie who was now rubbing his temples did not "mom we cleaned the house yesterday, it's clean" his voice had an edge to it that Sam had never heard from him. "Did you do the cleaning or was it her" she asked looking right at Sam. Now the vein in Freddie's neck was starting to pop out…Sam came to the conclusion that he was reaching his limit. Freddie stared daggers at him mom "we both did the cleaning" he said through clenched teeth, but Marissa didn't even notice.

"Well what did he have to eat" she looked directly at Sam. "He had a jar of peas and carrots and" but Marissa cut her off "prepackaged food…that won't do, too many chemicals and such. I guess I'll have to make some healthy food for my grandson" she said sighing. She turned and headed to the kitchen. "Mom there is nothing wrong with what we feed Jason" his voice was getting louder. Sam had never seen Freddie act this way before, sure Marissa had always been controlling and over bearing but he was never like this to her…he must be pissed off at this point. Marissa was completely oblivious to what was going on, which is why what happened next was such a surprise to her.

Freddie slammed his fist down onto the kitchen counter "MOM…THAT IS ENOUGH" he said with a ferocity that made both Sam and Marissa jump. Marissa turned and looked at him "what are you talking about Freddiekins" she asked. This is unbelievable he thought to himself, she has no idea what she's doing…she doesn't get it. "First off…don't call me that and second I am sick and tired of having to listen to you talk about Sam like that" he practically yelling at her. Sam wasn't sure what to make of all this and Marissa seemed to be lost as well.

After a few moments "what…what are you talking about" she asked. Freddie's face was now red as a firetruck "what am I talking about…what am I talking about? Wow you are completely clueless aren't you" he sighed and continued "I'm talking about how every time you come over here you waste no time making snide comments about Sam. Everything you do and say while you are here is meant to make Sam out to be a bad mother and wife…but you couldn't be further from the truth, Sam is an excellent wife and mother, but you can't see that" he said.

Marissa was completely dumbfounded and simply stared at her son. Sam was about to step in but before she could even take a step Freddie continued "you know what mom…I love you, but you need to leave" he said pointing to the front door. Both Sam and Marissa's mouths dropped at this. "Until you can treat Sam with the respect that she deserves you are not welcome in this house or to see Jason" he told her. Just then they heard Jason start crying through the baby monitor. "Great…I woke up Jason. I'm going to go up and see if I can get him back to sleep. In the meantime mom you need to leave" He turned and headed upstairs to try and calm Jason down. Unsure of what had just happened Marissa picked up her purse and left.

A few minutes later Jason had stopped crying and Freddie came back downstairs. "I got him back to sleep" he said as walked over to Sam and gave her a quick kiss. "Well that's good but can you tell me what just happened down here" she asked as she sat on the couch. Freddie sat on the couch next to her "Well I've just had enough of the way she treats you. I mean she's been like this since we started dating" he said looking down to the floor. "I mean you are great wife and a terrific mother…she has no idea how wrong she is about you" he said looking into her eyes. Sam took his hand and even though he didn't need to stand up for her, she also knew this was something he had to do. "Thank you for standing up for me…I love you nub" she said smiling at him. Freddie smiled back at her.

"I meant what I said Sam…she is not allowed in the house or to see Jason until she can treat you with respect. She has to stop this once and for all" he said in a tone that Sam knew meant he was serious.