This chapter was inspired by Delta Spirit, by Yamaha.
Chapter 10/ To My Oldest Friend
So cold, I know you can't believe it
Sometimes you gotta face the feelin'
And you don't care if you get up again
There's a thousand things I will not understand
Now you're dealin' with the hell I put you through
If I had my way I would be right there next to you
Buzz, buzz, buz—"H-hello?" Sam exhaled coming to her senses, as she rubbed her eyes with her free hand. She supported her upper body on his elbow and grabbed her PearPhone from the side table.
"Sam! –Baby! –Megan, now!" Spencer shouted through the phone in a confusing matter. Sam frowned and shook her head, trying to make sense of what he was saying. "W-what?"
"Spencer, slow your roll. Wha-what's going on?" She asked with a yawn, now fully awake. "The baby is coming—" "Spencer get your ass out the door now!" Sam heard Megan in the background screaming her head off in pain.
"C-coming dear!" Spencer shouted towards her. "Sam, you've got to help me—she's going crazy." He mumbled into the phone without Megan hearing.
Sam chuckled. "Oh my god, the baby is coming…" She exhaled in slight delight. "Yeah," Spencer breathed. "I-I can't do all this alone, you gotta come get Emma—Sam, please!" He panicked through the phone, Sam could hear him locking the door. Another agitated scream erupted from Megan, something about him hurrying up.
Sam chuckled. "Which hospital are you heading to?"
"Seattle Med on fourth street—" "The one by Deli Doughnuts?" Sam interrupted. Spencer sighed. "Yes the one by Deli Doughnuts why does that matter?!" He snapped.
Sam shrugged. "I don't know, Moma get's hungry at this hour—" "Are you even usually awake at this hour?!"
The blonde shook her head. "No, not usually—" "Then how do you know if you're hungry—"
"I just know!" And with that she hung the phone up and fell back down into the bed. Her head turned to face across the room where she could see the time. It read; 4:19am.
"Ughh…" A moan that was no hers cut through the silence. Sam quickly froze in panic as she remembered she was lying in Freddie Benson's bed, wrapped in his sheets, naked, and right after they…
"Oh crap." She muttered under her breath.
"S-Sam what was that?" He mumbled out, with a sleepy yawn. Sam's heart literally felt like it was going to burst as she turned over and faced him. He lay asleep on his stomach, one arm under his pillow, making his arm scrunch up and almost flex, revealing his toned muscles. A part of her didn't want to get up.
"Um, that was Spencer, Megan's water broke, they're on their way to Seattle Med." She said now forcing herself to get up. At some point she realized that Freddie didn't come to his senses and figure out that he himself, was naked and tangled in the sheets.
"Come on, we gotta go." Sam said bending down and picking up the Cuddlefish concert t-shirt of his off the floor and sliding it on to her small figure.
"Come on Benson get up!" She then shouted running into the bathroom and shutting the door before he could piece together what they had just done.
Oh my god… what time is it? Why am I so tired?Freddie thought as he swung his feet off the side of the low bed and rubbed his eyes. He turned his head towards the clock which revealed the time to be, 4:27am.
That figures, it's like the crack of dawn… ugh.He yawned once more and got off the bed, quickly realizing he was bare. Holy shit! Holy shi—okay, okay Freddie. Get your shit to together. Get your shit together.He quickly rushed to his closet and grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt, putting them on as fast as he could—fearing Sam would walk out the bathroom door any second.
Okay… what do I now? …do I bring it up? Do I pretend it never happened? Shit Freddie! What the hell did I walk myself into? This is Sam Puckett! Mother of all evil, destroyer of all soul's—okay… I think I took it too far.
From that point he rushed towards the living room, in search for his jacket and shoes. He heard the bathroom door swing open and Sam head down the same way.
This is bad, real bad.Sam thought strapping her boots on quickly.
Man, I could literally feel the awkwardness.Freddie thought in disappointment as he pulled his jacket on and grabbed the keys off the dining table.
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Sam and Freddie rushed towards the receptionist's desk in excitement. "Um, we're looking for a Megan Shay?" Sam panted. The lady at the desk typed the name up rather quickly. "Oh, looks like she just got here, room 76, through those doors and down the hall to your right. I'll let you in." She smiled at them as she pressed the button which unlocked the doors and opened them.
"Thanks!" Freddie shouted back as they paced through the door and followed the receptionist's directions.
"Spencer!" Sam exclaimed as soon as she saw him standing outside the closed door, Emma in his arm hollering. "I-I can't get her to stop crying—a-and Megan doesn't want to see a baby right now, so she kicked us out."
Freddie chuckled in amusement as Sam took Emma from his arms and tried to calm her down. "Thanks." Spencer mumbled with a tired smile. "Now, go. She's waiting for you." Freddie said referring to Megan who he could hear through the wooden door.
Spencer smiled. "I didn't get enough sleep for this."
Sam and Freddie laughed lightly and nudged him to go in there. "Thanks for being here you guys…" Spencer smiled in appreciation, then a flash of excitement appeared on his face. "I'm gonna be a daddy!" He said in joy as he walked through the door.
"Emma shh… shh." Sam tried to calm her down. But Emma wouldn't listen, she fussed in Sam's arms aimlessly as she cried out in confusion.
"She needs to sleep." Freddie said. Sam stopped what she was doing and shot in a 'no kidding' glare. "Come on, I think I saw a waiting room back down there." Freddie sighed. "No one was in there; it should be a nice silent place to put her to sleep." Sam nodded and followed him back down the hall.
…
"Come on Emma, please…" Sam moaned trying to cradle the little girl in her arms but failing. Emma just kicked and arched her back to get out from Sam's embrace and to sit up.
"I think there's too much excitement for her to sleep." Freddie mumbled yawning. Sam tried once again to hold her laying on her back, but this time Emma let out a wail and threatened to cry if she does that again.
Sam sighed in annoyance. "Why? Why can't you sleep!?" Sam whined, now letting Emma sit up on her lap. The little girl kicked her feet in triumph and then look up at Freddie who sat next to Sam.
"What?" He asked in his baby voice. "Hu? What?" He chuckled back down at her in amusement. "Ughh, how are you not tried at a time like this?" Sam mumbled ungratefully.
Emma giggled.
"I am, I just don't want to be a pain in the—butt, and whine all the time—" "—oh, you mean like how I am?" Sam defended herself.
Freddie rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Yes. Like how you are. Sam you're acting like a child!" He almost shouted.
Sam glared at him and handed him the baby. "Nice to know how you feel Benson." And with that she left the room.
Freddie scoffed in anger, as Emma looked back up at him in wonder with her big curious eyes. "That was my fault right?" He sighed.
Emma remained silent but raised her hand and pushed her fingers into her mouth and sucked at them. "Yeah, I know… she'll come though."
"Hey, where's Sam?" Spencer asked popping his head into the room out of nowhere. Freddie looked up. "Oh, um she—she had to take a call." Freddie lied trying to hide the fact that Sam and him weren't exactly getting along.
"At five am in the morning?" Spencer asked in confusion approaching him. Freddie ran his hands up his hands and into his hair and sighed. He was caught in the lie.
"You two fighting?" Spencer mumbled softly.
Freddie nodded looking towards the older male. "It's really nothing, but it seems that every time we talk now, we end up fighting –and it-it just exhausting…" He exhaled.
Spencer nodded. "It'll get better, I mean; you're Sam and Freddie. It'll be all right." Spencer said.
Freddie slightly chuckled. "Well, for Emma's sake, I sure hope so—anyway, enough about me. How's Megan?"
A smile appeared on Spencer's face. "Good, she's not in much pain anymore. They gave her an epidural… so she's not screaming into my face anymore… she's about four centimeter's dilated… they said she'll start pushing when they get to around ten." He informed Freddie.
Freddie genuinely smiled at him. "Well congrats man… you guys know the gender?" He asked curiously. Spencer shook his head. "No…we wanted it to be a surprise…"
Freddie nodded, understanding. "You should get back there, you have a very pregnant wife who isn't going to stay pregnant for long."
Spencer chuckled as he got up from the seat. "Okay, oh and… try Deli's Doughnuts across the street if you can't find Sam." Freddie chuckled. "Of course she'd be there, thanks man."
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Sam sighed as she took a bite of the sugary doughnut and leaned forward on the booth seat to indulge the flavor. "Hmm."
"Mind if I join you?" A voice came out of nowhere, interrupting her enjoyment of the food. Freddie stood in front of her in the almost vacant doughnut shop, holding Emma in her car seat.
Sam exhaled and nodded, giving in. "If you came here to lecture me I'm not—" "—no. I came here, because I don't want to be alone… and, because we need to talk, about what—um what happ—what we did last night…" He struggled out setting the car-seat with Emma on the booth bench next to him.
Sam stopped eating and nearly dropped her doughnut when she heard him. "W-we don't need to talk, t-there's a perfectly good explanation for what happened last night—a-and it's not what you think." Sam started trying to reason with him.
Freddie frowned but smirked in amusement at her reason. "That's your excuse?"
Sam shot him a glare. "Excuse? Have you forgotten it takes two to make that mistake?" Freddie grabbed a doughnut from the pink box that sat on the middle of the table. "So that's what your gonna call it; a mistake?"
Sam shrugged. "What else are we gonna call it Freddie? The right thing? T-The responsible thing that two adults should do, when they gain custody of a child?" She trailed off trying to make sense of the situation.
Freddie took a bite of his doughnut and shrugged. "I-I don't know… for all I know you're scheming in that clever brain of yours; a way to pin this on me. All I'm saying is—that's not gonna happen—"
"—Look Benson, we were both a little hammered last night mostly from the scotch and the excitement of the concert… we were both dumb and irresponsible—that's all."
"So what happened last night meant nothing to you?" Freddie asked trying to hide the disappointment in his voice. Sam nodded abruptly. "Yup." She popped the P in yup, without any feeling what-so-ever.
"Okay…yeah, me too." He exhaled, setting his elbow on the table, and peering down at Emma. "It meant nothing." He mumbled, trying to convince himself.
"I can't believe she's sleeping." Sam commented referring to Emma who sat asleep in her car-seat. "The magic of the car-seat I tell ya." Freddie made an attempt at a joke.
Sam nodded in agreement. "I see that—oh, um, how are Megan and Spenc, did you get a chance to talk to them?"
He nodded picking up another doughnut. "Yeah, last time I checked they were almost half-way there." The corner's of Sam's lips arched into a smile. "That's great—we should head back soon."
Freddie nodded then hesitated. "Yeah, maybe after a coffee run?" He suggested. "That's probably a great idea," Then she leaned in and continued to talk in a hushed tone. "I heard their coffee here kinda sucks."
Freddie then chuckled. "Hopefully Skybucks is open at this hour." He commented, glad they got off the topic of their situation—he was a little disappointed. This is Sam Puckett I'm talking about here, what was I to expect?He thought to himself as he watched her smile back at him as if nothing ever happened between them.
Maybe it's just not meant to be…
I've been alone too many nights
Too proud to tell you when you're right
A little patience would have helped me then
Lot like the break has been the common standard
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Hi! I updated today yay! Hope you like! IK it's shorter than usual… but this is kinda just a 'what happens next' chapter! I will try to update as soon as Saturday! Thanks for reading! And leave a nice little tiny review! Love ya guys!
-C