Thanks so much for the reviews Guys. I loved every single one of them! I'm really sick today, so I'm off school and I decided to give you an update.

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Sam sat on the cold, hard floor in the farthest cubicle. Her arms were wrapped around her knees, which were brought up to her chest. Her head was leaning on the door. Freddie was outside the cubicle almost mirroring Sam's image except his legs were stretched out in front of him.

"So when are you planning on coming out of there?" Freddie asked Sam. She'd been sat almost silently in the cubicle for a little over fifteen minutes. The first ten minutes he sat listening to Sam's muffled sobs. He knew she didn't want to cry in front of him. A few moments after he'd wrapped his arms around her she'd pulled away after realising what she was doing and locked herself in the cubicle. Slowly her sobs subsided and she'd just sat not uttering a word.

Freddie waited for an answer from her but, it never came.

"Sam sitting in a toilet cubicle isn't going to make it go away you know."

"Oh really? I didn't know." She spat but, Freddie could still here the tears in her voice.

"Can I ask you someth-"

"No." Sam cut him off before he'd even finished his sentence.

"You don't even know what I'm going to say." He waited for a response but, Sam was silent again. Freddie took her silence as an opportunity to attempt to ask her his question.

"Who…who's the father?" He asked quietly.

The room was filled silence for a little while until Freddie heard Sam mutter something.

"What?"

Freddie heard another barely audible mutter from behind him.

"Sam I can't hea-"

"Jake Cooper!" She shouted.

Freddie was shocked by the sudden revelation.

"Are you sure?" Freddie questioned.

"Yes." Sam said almost immediately realising what Freddie was getting at.

"How can you be sure what if it's…"

"I just know, ok." She snapped.

"But Sam you-"

"I said it's Jake's and that's all there is too it. Just drop it."

Freddie sighed and did as he was told, but the fact that Jake was the father of Sam's baby suddenly dawned on him.

"Sam what the hell were you thinking? Even I know Carly's been head over heels for Jake forever and I try to tune out when you guys talk about guys!"

"What do you mean what was I thinking? I was completely out of it. Do you think if I knew what I was doing I would've slept with him Dork face?" She shouted.

"This was at Jenny Trainors sweet sixteen wasn't it?" Freddie said slowly remembering.

Sam nodded then realised Freddie couldn't see hear, but didn't say anything anyway.

"I told you not to drink that much remember and I told you that half the stuff had been spiked, but you didn't listen and now look at you."

"I don't need to be lecture by you of all people Frederica. You sound like your mum and that is not a compliment."

Freddie sighed and stood up leaning against the door.

"Sam, do you not realise how serious this is? If you tell Carly she'll go mad."

"No shit Sherlock."

"I'm just trying to help, because you don't seem to be doing much."

"I don't need your help. I can sort this out myself."

"I don't call sitting on a hard floor in the toilets of a convenience store 'Sorting it out'." Freddie mumbled just loud enough for Sam to hear.

Sam scowled and got up quickly pulling the cubicle door open causing Freddie to lose his balance and fall flat on the floor at Sam's feet.

"Get up nub." She said kicking him in his backside a little harder than she meant too.

"Oww!" Freddie cried in pain "Sam their was no need for that." He said as she walked over him and to the mirrors to quickly wipe her eyes.

He got up and stood behind Sam.

"How do I look?" She said looking at him in the mirror in front of them.

"Err…you know…" Freddie started nervously. He was caught off guard with her question.

"I meant do I look suspicious? Do you think Carly will notice anything dweeb."

"Oh, in that case no. You'll do." He added grinning. As soon as he said it he knew it was a bad move. He watched Sam's eyes narrow in the mirror.

"I'll do?" She said menacingly turning around.

Freddie cowered away from her. She looked like she was about to pounce. He hadn't said anything that bad and it was only a harmless joke. It looked like pregnancy mood swings would really have an effect on Sam. He thought she already had bad mood swings, so bad that they couldn't get worse, but apparently he was wrong.

"No I was just joking Sam. I…I swear. You actually look nice. Really nice." He said quickly.

He squeezed his eyes shut waiting for the punch, but it never came. Instead he opened them to find a chuckling Sam.

"Let's go Fredlina." She said making her way out.

Wow. Definitely mood swings. He could get used to this he thought, as he followed the blond.


Freddie and Sam entered the Shay's apartment Sam making a bee line towards the fridge and Freddie walking towards the couch.

Before Freddie could sit down and Sam could open the fridge Carly came rushing down the stairs.

"Oh my gosh. Where have you guys been we're live in two minutes." Carly shouted. "Two minutes, that means get upstairs right now." She said glaring at Freddie.

He gulped, as he turned away from the glare that was on Carly's face and ran upstairs to get ready for the show whilst Carly attempted to pull Sam away from the fridge.

He got upstairs, threw the studio door open and ran to his laptop.

"Hey Freddie." He heard a voice and looked up from the laptop.

Jake was leaning on the side of the car. This was not going to go down well when Sam came upstairs.

"Jake, hi. What are you doing here?" He asked.

"Carly invited me round. I walked her home from school."

At that minute Sam and Carly came through the door.

He watched Sam's reaction as she looked at Jake in shock, then anger, then a blank expression was on her face as she turned to Freddie. Carly pulled her in front of the camera causing her to come out of her daze.

"Uh… in five, four, three, two,"


"Sam what was up with you today?" Carly asked from the couch where she was sitting with Jake at her side. Sam was raiding the fridge and Freddie was pouring himself a drink.

"Nothing." She said casually.

"Sam you shouted at 2 viewers on the Blab Cam forgot most of your lines and left half way through the show to get some meat."

"Yeah Sam you weren't all that great today – You brought the show down." Jake piped up.

Freddie's eyes widened at Jake's words and he stopped to look at Sam.

She brought her head out of the fridge and turned to the couch.

"Nobody asked you, so I think you should get lost unless you want me to hurt you." She said threateningly.

"Sam. Stop it." Carly said annoyed at her friend's behaviour. "He's only telling the truth."

"Yeah I was just saying," Jake started.

"I told you not to say anything." Sam said shooting daggers at the two on the couch.

"Okay Sam that is it." Carly said standing up. "What is wrong with you? You've been totally miserable since you got here and now…"

"Oh you wanna know what's wrong with me?" Sam challenged.

"Yeah I do Carly."

Freddie could sense it coming. He knew Sam was just going to blurt it out and their was nothing he could do to stop it.

"I'm pregnant." Sam shouted her eyes fixed on Jake who was still sat on the couch.

Carly's jaw dropped.

Jake seemed to understand why Sam's eyes were fixed on him when she said it, but fortunately Carly hadn't noticed. Her eyes were still wide and her mouth agape.

"I got to go." Jake said quickly, before running out of the apartment.

"Oh no you don't stupid little pansy." Sam said running towards the door.

Freddie ran and shut the door before Sam could run out. He knew what she'd do if she went out. She would do bad thing to that boy not that he didn't deserve it, but Carly deserved an explanation. Sam opened her mouth to argue and he pointed his head in Carly's direction.

She frowned and walked over to Carly.

"You…you mean…really?" Carly asked stunned.

Sam nodded and concern and apology flew onto Carly's face.

"Sam I am so sorry. I didn't have a clue. I didn't even know you were in a relationship and I thought you'd tell me if you were and…"

"I'm not and I would tell you if I were." Sam said stopping Carly's little rant.

"Well who's the father?" Carly asked.

Sam wasn't ready for that question. She looked over at Freddie hoping to find an answer, but he was just as panicked as she was.

"Well?" Carly pressed.

"Uh…" Sam took one final look at Freddie before blurting it out.

"Freddie."

I know this is out really late. I wrote it out before, but then whilst I was taking a science test I thought of a completely different idea (Maybe I should've been paying more attention to the test haha) So I scrapped it and started again.

And I can't promise you the next chapter will be up real soon, because I know what I want to get the story to and everything it's just getting it there and fitting it all together.

Anyway enough of my rambling. Reviews would be awesome like always.