So here is the second part of the story, hope you guys like it :)
Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly
It's been 7 months, 12 days, and 4 hours since he's been home, it was almost the end of summer and the sun was starting to set. The cab was driving down the street leading to his house, he reached into his bag and pull out envelopes that were sent to him for the last 7 months.
They included letters with big messy handwriting, his daughter was learning how to write, they also included pictures that she took with the camera that her mother had given her. All the pictures were of the beach, trees, her toys, and silly things, but his favorite picture was the one she took of her mother.
The picture was a bit out of focus but he can clearly see her blonde curls, she was pointing at something laughing, they were at the park. Every time he thought about Sam he got anxious, he couldn't wait to see her.
Sam being her stubborn self wouldn't talk to him him on the phone when he called and instead would put on their daughter. She didn't know that he was coming home today and he hoped that she would be happy about the surprise.
The cab stopped and he looked out the window, he turned around paid and thanked the cab driver, and got out of the car.
There he stood in front of his beautiful home, wait was that a deep fryer in the front porch , only Sam, he thought. He shook his head chuckling and opened the gate. He walked up the stairs towards the door and hesitated, what if she moved on, what if she was still mad about him leaving and will tell him to leave.
No I have to do this he though. He inhaled deeply and rung the door bell.
The door opened and there stood his 5 foot 4, blue eyed, blonde haired wife, his heart swelled at the sight of her she looked even more beautiful than she did seven months ago.
Sam just stood there, her brain was trying to process who was standing in front of her. She couldn't believe that he was finally home.
She seemed to come back to her senses and immediately launched herself at him rapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. In the process Freddie had dropped his bag to hold on tightly to Sam, he was so happy to finally have her in his arms.
Sam had tears running freely down her face and Freddie also had a few tears escaping his eyes, they hold tightly onto one another.
A small person came behind them and tugged at Freddie's pants. Freddie looked down and saw his brown haired blue eyed daughter smiling up at him. Sam came down from him to let him pick up their daughter, he gave her a kiss on the forehead while she kissed his cheek and gave him a hug.
They walked into the house while Shay, their daughter, told him all about the different things she did when he was gone. While Shay ran to go get her drawings that she needed to show her daddy, Freddie took a moment to look around the house, everything still looked the same, his eyes traveled until they met Sam's eyes.
She gave him a soft smile, her eyes were a bit pink from all the crying, he walked up to her smiling and wrapped his arms around her. I missed you he whispered in her ear. Freddie then took Sam's face in his hands and gave her the most passionate kiss he could muster. This time she kissed back. After separating they were still in each others arms, Sam stood on her tippy toes and whispered in his ear I missed you too, nub.
He was glad to be home.
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