A/N Stick with me, Sam's back later in this chapter (Cat and Dice, too) Keep in mind, Sam left her phone on the bathroom sink.

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Freddie couldn't help but worry about his girlfriend. Because his phone battery was now completely dead, Melanie kept trying to call her and there was still no answer. He worried that she may have had an accident in all her rushing around. She could be a questionable driver by times because she always went way too fast and ran clear up to the stop sign before slamming on the brakes. Or maybe someone tried to mug her in the parking garage. That wouldn't be pretty, especially for the mugger. He could just picture Sam ripping some guy's arm out of joint then beating him senseless with her butter sock. For a small woman there was no doubt Sam could take care of herself. This thought put that signature smirk on his face.

"You're thinking about her aren't you?" Melanie asked.

"How'd you know?" he replied.

"I can tell by that smile on your face." His girlfriend's twin responded. "She loves you, too, you know. She may not say it all the time like some girly-girl, but she thinks the world of you. Every time we talk, it's Freddie this and Freddie that, you're her whole world. I just thought you should know that."

"I know, Mel, and she's mine, too. The last year has just felt so right. You know, Mel, I've been thinking a lot about something lately and I'd like your opinion."

"Oh my gosh, you're going to propose, aren't you? Admit it, you're going to propose to my twin sister." Melanie began to hop up and down in the passenger seat. "This is so exciting, I can't wait to help her plan your wedding, and pick out dresses and the cake and . . . "

"Easy there, girl." Freddie said. "I haven't even bought the ring yet and she hasn't said yes yet, either."

"She will, Freddie. I have a feeling she's been expecting this for a while."

"Mel, what do you know?" Freddie asked.

"Nothing, uh, nothing, I swear." Mel stammered.

"Melanie Puckett!" he probed.

"Maybe I really am a blabbermouth like Sam thinks. A few weeks ago, she was going on and on about how glad she was that you decided to go to Caltech instead of MIT and how when she's done with culinary school, she wants to open her own little cafe and then you two can get a condo along the beach."

"She said all that." He was optimistically curious about Sam's future plans, especially the part that involved him.

"Maybe you could go along and help me pick out the ring." He suggested. "After all, you're the perfect model to see how it will look on her."

"That would be so much fun, Freddie, I'd be honored."

Meanwhile, back at the apartment, Sam had loaded all her stuff into Cat's little car, made the trip back to Cat's and was taking the last of her cargo into the bedroom to stash it in her closet when the second of the triplets Cat was sitting woke up.

"Want to give me a hand with these little guys?" Cat asked timidly. "That one over there's probably due for a diaper and they'll all need a snack."

"I'll get the snacks ready." Sam quickly volunteered heading for the kitchen, diaper duty wasn't her strong suit.

"Guess I'll change little Billy then." Cat scooped up the toddler and started to head for the back to complete the unpleasant task.

As soon as the old diaper was opened up Sam gagged from the other room "Whew! What do those kids eat?"

"Told ya!" Cat replied.

After the three boys were changed, fed and playing with some soft blocks Sam said, "It's been fun, Cat, but I've gotta go. Freddie and Melanie are probably back from the airport by now and wondering where I am. Why don't you come over after bit and say hi to Mel?"

"OK" replied the redhead as the doorbell rang. "Ding Dong" she mimicked. "You'll get it."

Sam opened the door and left Mrs. Robertson in to pick up her sons. "See ya later, Cat, " was all she said as she made her way out to her bike and headed back to Freddie's. She pulled into her parking space in the garage and noticed that Freddie's car still wasn't there. 'Wonder where they are' she thought to herself.

Their building wasn't near as fancy as Bushwell in Seattle, just a modest five story apartment complex with a two story parking garage. Though their apartment was on the third floor, their assigned parking spots were on the second level. Sam went in the apartment and immediately resumed her baking, she still had an exam tomorrow, visiting sister or not.

Freddie and Melanie pulled into the parking spot and he immediately noticed Sam's motorcycle sitting there. 'Well, that's a relief, she's at least made it home safe.' He figured. Being the gentleman he is, he pulled Mel's bag from the trunk and carried it for her. They got on the elevator and as soon as the doors opened on the third floor, they spotted Cat heading up the hallway from the main stairwell.

Just as Melanie and Cat greeted each other, Mel's phone rang. "It's Eric." She announced. "You two go ahead in and I'll catch up with you, apartment 323, right?" Freddie nodded as he and Cat made their way into the apartment. They opened the door and Cat walked in followed by Freddie, who was carrying Melanie's suitcase.

"Uh, Fredwad, you picked up the wrong girl. You were supposed to pick up my twin sister, not Cat's doppelganger." Sam said sarcastically as she placed her tray of pastries into the oven.

"It is me, Silly." Cat replied.

"Mel's in the hallway, on the phone with her new boyfriend." Freddie informed the blonde as he wrapped his arm around her waist and gave her a quick kiss, causing Sam to become a bit flustered. "Did you get everything taken car of?" He whispered in her ear.

Sam just nodded as Melanie opened the door and came in. "Welcome to our apartment!" Sam said. "Oh, Crabs!, I mean Freddie's apartment." Sam had left the cat out of the bag herself.

Freddie and Melanie glanced at each other and both immediately knew they were off the hook.

"Since when do you two live together?" her twin asked coyly.

Sam punched Freddie in the chest and began to slap the back of his head. "You dork, you told her."

"Actually you just told me, Sam", Melanie rushed to Freddie's defense.

"Guess you caught that, huh?" was all Sam could say as she quit beating on her boyfriend.

"It's your business, Sam. It's between you and Freddie and I promise I won't tell anyone. But take my advice and tell Carly before she finds out herself and gets her feeling hurt. You know she doesn't like secrets."

The oven timer went off and saved Sam from further conversation on the matter.

"Bzzzzzz!" Cat repeated at the sound.

"Why'd she do that?" Mel asked Freddie quietly.

"No one knows" Freddie whispered to her.

"Who wants fried chicken, I was thinking of sending Freddie out for a bucket of Chick'n Shak?" Sam asked as she closed the oven door.

"I'll have a spicy breast." Cat replied.

"Chicken does sound good." Freddie said. "What'll you have, Mel?"

"I'll just have a piece out of the bucket, you don't have to get me anything special." Melanie replied.

"I didn't say anything about sharing the bucket." Sam said "You know they only put 8 pieces in one of those things, right?"

"I'll be sure to get two." Freddie said as he headed for the door. "I'll be right back, it'll give you guys a chance to get caught up."

The Chick'n Shak was just around the corner and Freddie walked up to the door just as Dice was heading there, too.

"Hey, Freddie." the younger boy greeted. "Here for a bucket of fried chicken for Sam?"

"Oh, Hey, Dice." Freddie replied. "Actually, two. One for Sam and one for the rest of us to share. Her sister just got to town and Cat came over to say hello. Hey, you want to come over, too?"

"Sounds good." Dice replied as Freddie ordered up two buckets making sure to get Cat's spicy breast. The guys each took a bucket and headed back to rejoin the group.

The five of them all enjoyed their chicken and biscuits and talked about Melanie's flight, her new boyfriend and their collective summer plans. After everyone had their fill of chicken, Sam offered up samples of her pastries and a big tub of triple chocolate ice cream one of her classmates had made and given to her.

"I don't understand how you can eat like you do and not gain weight Melanie said to her twin. I mean if I eat an extra chicken wing I gain two pounds and I just watched you eat a whole chicken, four biscuits, a quart of ice cream and God only knows how many pastries and you're still the same size as me. I mean, I'll bet we weigh within a half pound of each other."

"Nu-Uh" Cat rebutted as she helped clear the table.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Sam asked a bit insulted by her young friend who seemed to insinuate that she was larger than her twin.

"Well, Sam's gotta weigh more, just look at her." Cat responded as Sam glared daggers at her.

"How do you figure?" Melanie asked.

"Well, just look at her, her boobs are bigger." Cat simply replied in her signature innocent tone.

Freddie and Dice immediately began laughing.

"Glad you two find my figure so funny." Sam huffed.

"It's not that." Freddie chuckled. "It's (chuckle) it's the way she said it." Their laughter became louder.

"Said what?" Cat asked quietly. "It's just that Sam's are way bigger, that's all."

"Actually, we wear the same size everything." Melanie informed her. "Sam just wears tighter tops so hers look a bit fuller than mine." Melanie stated as the guys' laughter picked up all the more.

"Stop laughing!" Sam commanded. "Having my features compared to my sister's is not something I find flattering or funny."

"We're not (snicker) laughing at you." Dice told her.

"Well just who are you laughing at, then, if not me?" Sam was getting more wazzed off by the second.

"Cat! (pant) She said 'boobs'", Freddie replied as he gasped for breath, red faced from lack of air.

"And, all of a sudden we're back in middle school." Melanie stated as she, too, began to giggle.

Finally, Sam realized what the others found so funny and she began to chuckle, too. Cat joined in the laughter as well before simply stating "I don't get it."

The five friends shared a good laugh before Melanie headed for bed. "As much fun as it is laughing about boobs, I'm beat. See you in the morning, guys."

"I've got to get home, too. School tomorrow and all." Dice said "Cat, do you want me to walk you home, it's getting too late to walk by yourself."

"Sure." said Cat as she grabbed her jacket. "See you guys tomorrow."

Mel walked into the bathroom to get ready for bed and spotted Sam's phone on the counter. "Whose phone is this?" she asked as she walked back out into the living room.

Thanks for reading, hope everyone's liking it.