Chapter inspired by the song Save You, by Mathew Perryman Jones
Chapter 11/ And Onto Us a Child is Born
I wanna rock-n-roll
I wanna give my soul
I'm wanting to believe I'm not too old
Don't wanna make it up
Don't wanna letcha down
I wanna fly away
I'm stuck on the ground
"God I cannot believe Skybucks isn't open at a time like this!" Sam exhaled in disappointment as she put her phone back on the table in the doughnut shop.
"Well it is nearly 5:30am, what do you expect Sam?" Freddie asked with a sly smirk on his face. Sam glared at him as she crossed her arms and pouted like a small child would. "All those countless times I bought a coffee when I didn't really need one..." She muttered under her breath.
Freddie chuckled. "Let's just go back to the hospital, I'm sure they have something to keep us awake there." He suggested.
"I'm sure they do Fredster, but momma only drinks the best coffee—" "—Will you quit calling me those stupid nicknames?" Freddie groaned in annoyance. He was getting tired of being treated as if he was back in high school and finally spoke up for himself.
This time it was Sam who smirked.
"We're not in high school anymore, there's no reason for you to use those pet names Sam! Plus I'm like a whole foot taller than you—" Sam laughed in a hushed tone as not to wake Emma, she couldn't believe Freddie had the gut to stand up to her like that.
"Oh I have a reason Benson." Sam said. Freddie looked back at the blonde in confusion. "You do?"
"Yeah, right here, right now, your face." She smirked teasing him. But he wasn't amused, he was more annoyed at her than anything really.
"Well—okay, what if I called you Sammy all the time?" "—You say that again and your tongue will be halfway down your throat before you can say unfair, Benson." Sam threatened defensively.
Freddie shook his head lightly amused by her threat. "Alright, alright, no need to get defenseless here. Let's just drop it and head back to the hospital." Freddie suggested as he stood up and gently grabbed the car seat. Emma was still silently asleep in it.
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"Hey guys," Spencer greeted from the frame of the waiting room.
Sam and Freddie both stood up and marched toward Spencer, leaving Emma behind asleep in her car seat. "Hey Spence, how she doin'?"
Spencer sighed happily and shook his head. "She's hanging in there, she's at eight centimeters now." Sam chuckled remembering her experience of watching Carly in a twelve hour labor.
"Are threats being thrown?" She asked huskily. Spencer nodded, but this time in a slightly amused suspicious face. "Yeah, how'd you know that?"
"One learns a few things when watching Carly in labor." Sam explained nudging Freddie in the elbow. He had been there too, but not as long as Sam had.
The husky smiles on their faces only lasted a moments before they faded, and the lasting silence took over. It was Sam who interrupted it and spoke first. "Well uh, give her our best okay?" Spencer nodded quickly and smiled once more, the mention of his late sister only brought painful memories. "Yeah, I just uh, wanted to fill you guy's in, I-I should head back though… see you two in few?"
The pair nodded in agreement. "Well be here." Freddie sighed turning back to Sam who looked a little taken back by what she said.
"You okay?" He asked her swiftly. Sam nodded after a moment. "Yeah," She exhaled. "Wh-why wouldn't I be?" She asked lying, Freddie could see right through her in that moment. The truth was she was far from fine, the mention of Carly just slipped out uncontrollably. She didn't mean to upset Spencer, or remind him of her.
She just said it without thinking.
"Don't do that with me Sam." Freddie spoke in disapproval. Sam looked up at him with a guilty expression. "Do what?" She asked faintly trying to stretch the lie.
"Don't lie, I can see you're not fine." He said almost sternly. "Do you think I'm stupid or something?" Freddie approached her. Sam looked down at the ground trying to ignore him.
"Look at me." He said gently, softly raising her chin with his hand, making her look up at him.
"What?" She exhaled sharply.
"It's okay Sam… to talk about her… it's okay." He reassured her. Sam nodded lightly and broke the gaze she held on his captivation brown eyes. "I know." She shot back. "It jus—it doesn't feel like it." She whispered.
Freddie took a step forward and wrapped his tone arms around her back. The blond just stood there, quite in shock from the hug that came out of nowhere, but after a few moments she raised her arms and hugged him back.
She feared this would appear to make her weak, but then she remembered this was Freddie, the guy who knew she held an iron fist of power when needed. She had nothing to fear.
Her eyelids uncontrollably closed, the comfort of his arms around her small body felt so sensational that she closed them in comfort. Sam exhaled swallowly and inhaled, trying to clear her head but mistakenly taking a in the his scent as she breathed in.
The aroma was so surprisingly pleasant she stayed there for a few seconds, hoping to stretch the moment as much as she could.
After a few seconds, Sam pulled back, not being able to resist the nice gesture any longer. "Thanks." She said faintly before retreating to a seat by Emma.
Freddie nodded, his eyes following her all the way back to her chair. "I'm gonna go, uh, find a coffee machine or something, they should have one around here." He exhaled before he turned around and walked out of the waiting room.
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Freddie exhaled deeply as he walked down the wide hospital hallway. He ran a hand through his hair in almost frustration. He knew he had to stop this, he was getting dangerously close to Sam.
Sleeping in the same bed, unintentional flirting, having sex. They were acting immature, and they couldn't do that, not when there's a child involved. He knew they had to stop playing games in order for their situation to word out smoothly.
He sighed and continued walking, but he couldn't stop thinking about everything that had happened. Just last month everything was normal, Carly and Adam were alive, Emma had her parents, Freddie had his partner and Sam had her best friend. Nothing suspicious was going on at work, there weren't break-in's and strange men.
His life was fine, it was perfectly fine. Hell, he was even planning on asking out his receptionist! After receiving the news that dreadful night, he woke up in the morning, thinking it was all a dream, a horrible nightmare. But when he opened his eyes and found himself on the couch in Carly and Adam's house, he couldn't believe it.
This still all felt pretty new to him, all in one night he was handed a kid, a house, the whole company, and a lifetime partnership with Sam Puckett.
He had no idea what he was doing.
Sometimes he felt like giving up. He felt like taking the wrong exit on the highway and drive south, all the way to California to start a new life. But he could never bring himself to leave Sam and the baby.
"Excuse me sir, are you lost, do you need help finding a certain room or?" A voice asked him, pulling him out of his trace. He cleared his head and looked down at the nurse who stood before him.
"Uh, yeah, do you guys have any coffee around here?" He asked completely lucid. The nurse shot him a smile. "We sure do, it's just around that corner in front of the nurses' station."
Freddie smiled at her. "Thanks."
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Two hours later…
"I really can't drink this anymore Benson." Sam said in disgust as she put the coffee cup on the ground by her feet.
Freddie smirked. "Wow, I never pictured you as a softie when it came to coffee Sam." He teased taking a sip of his.
Sam shot him a glare. "Shut it Benson, I'm not a softie, I just like quality in a coffee, not this crap." She stated. Freddie chuckled. "Right—"
"Guys!" Spencer shouted sticking his head into the waiting room. There was a smile on his face the size of Texas. Both Freddie and Sam's faces looked up at the older male, their hearts racing.
Sam stood first, just exchanging glances with the tall goof, they didn't need to words to communicate, one look at his face and she knew he was a dad.
"Aw congrat's Spence!" Freddie exclaimed, picking Emma in her car-seat from one of the chairs. "Come on you guys I want you to meet someone." He said as he led then down the hall to where his wife was currently in.
He opened the door fairly quickly, to excited to let their anticipation boil. Inside the room, the atmosphere was completely different. It was quiet, peaceful, humble. Megan lay on the bed, a genuine grin on her face. She was completely at peace with the world, though her features told you differently. In her arms she held a small bundle, who was quietly sleeping away without a care in the world.
"Hi." She whispered in a hushed tone, as they walked in. Sam was the one who approached them first, with Freddie right behind her, handing Emma to Spencer. Smiles instantly formed on their faces as they set their eyes on the infant in its mothers arms.
"Sam, Freddie. I want you to meet our son, Nolan Adam Shay." Megan introduced quietly as she turned the baby gently to face the pair.
"Oh my god." Freddie exhaled in disbelieve. "Adam." He whispered faintly in realization. "Yeah, we decided with Adam, being the amazing man he was, for his middle name." Megan said.
"In remembrance." Spencer added his voice breaking. Sam and Freddie nodded. "I like that." Sam said.
"Nolan, Nolan Adam Shay." She repeated with a smile. "Can I hold him?" Sam asked, a few tears stinging her eyes. "Sam I don't think—" Freddie began, but Megan cut him off. "Its fine, of course you can."
Sam's smile immediately turned to a grin as Megan handed her the small, adorable infant. She held in protectively in her arms as she gazed down at him.
"Oh my god." She exhaled faintly gently rocking him. "He's so tiny." She added, completely mesmerized by the small bundle. Freddie took his eyes off Nolan and set them on Sam's face and smiled. This was the most happy he's seen her in awhile. She was focused on the baby, that Freddie took the time to gaze at her for awhile.
In her glassy eyes he saw a mixture happiness, love… but also guilt. It took him moment, but he figured out why. Carly wasn't there. His heart sank. Carly and Adam weren't there with them.
He realized that it wasn't them who were supposed to be the ones in the waiting room at four am in the morning, waiting on the news of the baby, or fighting in the doughnut shop, or arguing over coffee, it was supposed to be Carly and Adam.
Guilt struck him unexpectedly. But he managed to force a smile on his face as Sam handed him Nolan. He looked down at the sleeping infant feeling completely out of it. Adam should be holding him right now.
Sam noticed Freddie's expression and met his eyes for a second. She could tell his smile wasn't genuine. They exchanged a few glances and immediately Sam knew what was wrong. She knew he was feeling that same as her.
Sam took a step closer to him placing her hand supportive on his arm and leaning into his side.
I'm here for you. She seemed to express with her body language. Freddie nodded and looked down at Nolan in peace for the first time.
Watched all go by
Was it really true?
Is that what it was?
Was that really you?
I'm looking back again
Tracing back the threads
You said it was a mess
Or was it just in my head?
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There ya have it folks! Well, do you like the new cute character? I decided that the child of Spencer had to have an interesting name, do you like it? Hate it? Sorry for not updating in a while I was on vacation. Next update Monday!
I hope you enjoyed it! Leave a review to let me know if you liked the name or not!
-C
