I notice some people think it's weird how I made Carly and Gibby a couple. Well, I figure Carly deserves someone, since she doesn't deserve Freddie ;) And because I'm a psycho!!!! Hee hee, not really...

EPILOGUE

"Do you, Fredward Benson, take Samantha Puckett as your lawfully wedded wife to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, until death do you part, for as long as you both shall live?" the pastor asks. Freddie looks to Sam, his brown eyes bright and jubilant. He cannot hold back the wide smile that is on his face.

"I do." he says.

"Do you, Samantha-" the pastor begins.

"What he said." Sam interrupts. The pastor shrugs and says "I now pronounce you and husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." Sam takes Freddie's hands and pulls him into her. Freddie does not protest, but merely kisses her back. There are cheers and merry sobs from the pews as they pull apart and run down the aisle. They reach the doors and fling them open to reveal the bright sunlight. Sam lifts her dress to reveal her Nikes and runs as fast as she can, dragging her new husband behind her. They reach their limousine and Sam throws her bouquet into the air. It lands into the hands of Spencer, who looks around excitedly to see if there are any single women nearby. Sam and Freddie laugh and they get into the limo.

Sam goes straight for the cooler that holds her precious "after wedding ham". Freddie laughs as his wife munches on the meat. She punches his arm but he keeps smiling.

"Still Sam." he says. She nods and puts another slice of ham in her mouth.

"You better believe it, Fredwich." she says, swallowing. She smiles and they kiss quickly.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" Sam says, "Yo, driver! Drinks?" The driver sighs and says "Next to the ham, Mrs. Benson." Sam digs in the cooler and pulls out two cups with a Blueberry Banana Blitz smoothie in them. She hands one to Freddie.

"To us." Freddie says, raising up his cup, "To love. To…uh, to…"

"Bad boys?" Sam asks to which Freddie grins at the memory.

"To bad boys." he says. They clink smoothies and slurp them down.