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~Magarooski

Chapter 11

"Pizza," Sam said with a shake of her head as she grabbed her second slice. "I hope you two didn't slave too much when you pressed a few buttons on the oven."

"Hey," Gibby said slightly offended. "I'll have you know that we did more than press a few buttons…we also opened the box it came in."

"Oh, gee…I'm sorry. I'll take it all back then."

Freddie rolled his eyes. "She's just a little peeved she didn't think of it first."

"True," she admitted as she tipped her beer bottle towards him. "And I wouldn't have burned the bottom either."

"Why don't you complain a little more?" Freddie suggested.

"I certainly can do that if you'd like me to, Fredward."

"Geez, knock it off you, two," Carly said as she pushed aside her plate. She really shouldn't have had that last piece. "I'm too tired to break up one of your spats."

Sam and Freddie both laughed as they shared a look. "C'mon, Carly," Sam said turning back to her. "I'd hardly call this a spat…we're just talking."

"Yeah, you'll know a spat when we have one," Freddie assured her. "And we certainly don't need your help anymore…we've become quite the experts at making up."

"It's been awhile," Sam pointed out. "We might be a little rusty."

He grinned. "Maybe...we'll find out soon enough I guess."

"No doubt…anyone going to eat that last piece?"

Carly shook her head with a groan. "Hell, no."

"I've already had five so I'm good," Gibby said.

"I was thinking about it," Freddie said when Sam looked at him. "Would you be willing to split it?"

"Actually, that's okay," she said as she leaned back in her seat. "You can take it."

"Really?" he asked slightly surprised. "Because I don't mind sharing."

"No, go ahead," she said as she gestured it.

"Okay," he said with a shrug. "Thanks, Sam."

Sam watched as he snagged the last piece and waited until he lifted it to his mouth before quickly reaching over and smashing the pizza in his face. "No problem, Freddie," she laughed and then made it worse by rubbing tomato sauce on his cheek.

"Oh, no…here we go," Carly said only loud enough for Gibby to hear.

"Let the games begin," he said as he leaned back in his chair to enjoy the show.

Freddie batted the pizza away and glared at Sam. "First of all? I should have seen that coming."

"And second of all?" she asked with a giggle as she picked out a piece of pepperoni from his hair.

"Second of all…you're dead, Puckett." He narrowed his eyes as he placed his hands on the arms of his chair as he began to stand on his feet. "So you better start running."

"Oh, come on, Freddie…you can't be serious…okayyesyouare!" she stammered out when she saw the glint in his eyes and quickly darted out of her chair.

Freddie was right on her heels as he knocked her chair aside and ran after her. She didn't go inside like he thought, but ran out towards the pool and headed for the beach. "Oh, no you don't," he said as he caught her right by the steps leading to the boardwalk.

She yelped when he wrapped his arms around her waist and plucked her off her feet. It was the element of surprise…that was the only reason he was able to catch her…at least that's what she thought. She had always been faster and stronger than him, but now it looked like that wasn't the case. His arms were like iron around her and as much as she squirmed and bucked, she couldn't get loose.

"Let me go, you idiot," she said but then realized she was actually laughing while she said it.

"What's the matter, Puckett?" he asked playfully in her ear as he dragged her closer and closer to the pool. "Can't get away?"

"You caught me by surprise," she fired back. "That's the only reason…what are you doing?" she asked suddenly when she saw where he was heading.

"Thought you could use a little dip."

"What? Freddie, don't you dare!"

"Woah, someone got her second wind," Freddie laughed as he felt her grow stronger and had to work harder to keep her captive. "I'm sure the water's nice and cool."

Sam looked behind her to see that they were inches from the edge of the pool so she quickly took action by throwing her arms around his neck and held on tight. "What are you doing?" he asked and then stumbled when she suddenly leapt up and wrapped her legs around his waist and squeezed. Holy…crap.

"If I'm going in, I'm taking you with me," she finally said as she held on tightly to him.

The feel of her wrapped around him was almost unbearable. Did she have any idea what she was doing to him? "Sam…"

"I'm not letting go," she said as she leaned her head back to look at him. "So either let me go or jump in."

He lifted the corner of his mouth up in amusement as he took a step closer to the edge and had the satisfaction of feeling her tense. "Scared?"

"Don't be ridiculous, Benson," she shot back. "It's just water and…" She gasped and…dammit…squealed like a girl when he suddenly jerked his body as if he was going to jump. "Son of a bitch…Freddie just do it already!"

He let out a joyous laugh as he gripped her tight to him. "Brace your self," he warned before tipping his body forward and sent them both crashing into the pool in a tangle of limbs.

Sam broke through the surface with a smile on her face. "It feels fantastic!" she exclaimed and then jumped onto his back.

He just laughed as he caught her and then twirled her around. "You're clinging on to me like a little monkey," he said as he hitched her higher on his back.

She laughed as she plopped her chin on his wet shoulder. "Does that bother you?"

He turned his head towards her while her eyes flickered up to his and they both grinned foolishly. "Not in the slightest…however I can't help but do this."

Sam shrieked as he suddenly threw her up and over his shoulder, tackling her into the water and he was still laughing when she finally sputtered to the surface. "That was pretty sneaky."

"Yeah, it was…sue me." He then pushed off and headed for the side of the pool. "Hey, Gibby!" he called out. "What are you waiting for? Grab the brunette and get your ass in here!"

Sam snuck behind him and tripped him into the water. "Yeah, come join us!" she yelled and then laughed when Freddie grabbed her legs from under the water.

Gibby looked over at Carly who was looking at him with narrow eyes. "Want to cool off, Carly?"

"I most certainly do not, Gibby," she warned as she pointed a finger at him. "You just stay right where you are and…no, don't!"

Gibby jumped to his feet and allowed Carly to get up from her chair and take two steps before he snagged her around the waist with one arm. "Let's go, Shay."

"Don't you dare!" she exclaimed as she tried to be serious but couldn't help but laugh as he carried her to the pool as if she was a football tucked to his side. "Gibby! Let me go!" she demanded as she started to slap at his hands.

"Let you go?" he asked as he got to the pool and then twirled her around so he was now holding her above the water.

"No, no, no," Carly screamed as she threw her arms around his neck. "Don't let go, don't let go."

"Do it, Gib!" Sam exclaimed as she jumped up and down. "Do it!"

"Enjoy the flight, Carls," he said with a chuckle before he launched her into the air.

Carly's shriek echoed through the night as she flew through space seconds before hitting the water. Gibby just grinned and jumped in after her.