A/N: Guess wh's back? ME!

"To love is a beautiful, mysterious event; do not miss it. Be neither too cautious nor too absorbed. Too many of us reason with our hearts and experience with our heads.
It cannot be so. The heart knows no logic beyond need and desire; the head has no senses except the common and the pragmatic. Neither, frankly, is useful in love anyway. Rely on your sixth sense, that little voice within.
There is no preparation for or protection from the joy and pain of relationships. They are inseparable twins. One follows another. And make no mistake, love is not gay abandon; it is to be courageous, to take risks and be disciplined."

Author Unknown

Will didn't talk to the two that night, and Sam and Freddie were glad about that. They fell asleep in each other's arms and when they awoke, Sam was still leaning into Freddie's embrace.

"You really do love him, don't you?" came a voice from the doorway.

"C-Mom. Yeah. I do. Very much. And he cares about me." she said.

Carly nodded her head.

"I'm sure he does, considering the state you're in." she muttered.

Sam didn't look at Carly, but placed her hand on her flat stomach.

"What are you two going to do with it?" she asked.

Sam looked up at Carly.

"We're going to keep it, of course."

"But what if it's..."

"I don't care. I'm not giving it away, and I'm not aborting it. Even with the risk it might have some kind of genetic...mutation." Sam winced at the last word.

"Freddie and I can make this work."

"What?"

"I said we can make it work." Sam said.

"No, you said 'Freddie and I can make this work. What in the world are you talking about?" Carly asked, confused.

Sam sighed. She didn't think that they'd have to explain themselves so soon. And they weren't really sure how they would explain themselves, since they didn't really know themselves what had happened.

Sam shook Freddie, whom was still asleep beside her.

"Nub. Wake up, nub!" Sam yelled.

"No, mom...I don't want another tick bath..."

"Freddie! Wake up now!" Sam smacked him with a nearby pillow.

Carly watched in awe as her two children calle deach other names thst she hadn't heard in years.

"What?..." Freddie muttered. "Sam! What'd you do that for?"

Sam nodded to Carly.

"Mom's in here." she said.

Freddie's eyes widened.

"Uh...hi. Mom? Carly? I really don't know what to call you anymore..." Freddie muttered, taking a more comfortable spot next to Sam.

"Me either." Sam said, leaning into Freddie.

"...Sam? ...Freddie? Just what the hell are you two doing?" she cried.

"Trust me, Carls." Sam said. "We have NO idea."

"We don't know what happened." Freddie agreed.

"You've possesed my children?" Carly screeched.

Carly had always been one to believe in the supernatural. Ghosts, Bigfoot, etc.

"No! We didn't!" Sam insisted

"We ARE your children!" Freddie said.

"We've been your kids for 16 years..." Sam started.

"But...we've been Pam Puckett's and Marissa Benson's for years, too." Freddie said.

Carly looked as if she might faint.

"So...you're really...Freddie and Sam?" Carly cried.

"We are." they said simultaniously.

"Then where are my children? Where have they gone?" she sobbed.

Sam and Freddie exchanged a look.

"We still are your children, Mom. Nothing's really changed. We haven't gone anywhere...we just...remembered." Freddie said.

Sam nodded in agreement.

Carly sat down on the floor.

"So...what are you? Ghosts? Spirits?"

"Freddumb has a theory." Sam pointed to him.

"Must you attack me with words?" he asked.

"You want me to use rocks?" she retorted.

Freddie rolled his eyes and looked at their mother, Carly.

"We think we were reincarnated." he said.

"As my kids?" Carly asked.

Freddie nodded.

"You were always very much like a mother to us. Now you really are."

"Yes, but...you and Sam are...rel-"

"We know..." Sam cried.

"And we don't care." Freddie put an arm around Sam's waist and pulled her closer to him.

Carly sighed and ran her hand through her hair.

"Ok. I...understand? I guess? This is all very weird and I will need to sleep on it."

"It's morning." Freddie pointed out.

"I'll sleep on it tonight. Now, I guess...we can catch up." Carly said.

Freddie and Sam laughed.

"There's nothing that went on in our life that you don't really know already, Mom." Sam said.

"True, but...don't you guys have questions? About what happened after..."

"After we died? Yeah. I do. Sam?"

She nodded.

"How did Mom take it?" Freddie asked Carly.

Carly looked at him with a 'be serious' look on her face.

"Like you'd expect."

"Depression?"

"Yeah. She still expects you to come home one day. She hasn't moved out of that apartment yet. Kept your room the exact way it is. It's more like insanity than anything else." Carly muttered. "It's so sad. That's why Spencer always came over here and we never went over there. She's so pitiful. And you looked so much like Freddie that...well...we were all afraid that it might make her worse to see you."

"What about my mother?" Sam asked.

"Well...your mom took it the best out of all of us. She said, "Eh. It's life. You live, you die. There's nothing I can do about it. I'll miss her terribly, but...what's done is done."

Sam rolled her eyes.

"Great outlook, mother."

"Melanie?" Sam asked.

"Married to some lawyer. Has three kids. A girl and two identical little boys."

"You still talk to Mel? Wasn't that hard for you to be remined of me? Of us?" Sam asked.

"Yeah. It hurt, but...she was a little piece left of you and I wasn't ready to let go. She took your death hard. She said, "Twins shouldn't be seperated like that."

Freddie and Sam looked at each other.

"No, they shouldn't be."

Sam smiled.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

"Carly? Sara? Danny? Are you guys in there?"

"Yes, dear. Come in." Carly said.

The door opened and there stood Will. He looked tired, as if he was unable to sleep.

"Did you just wake up, honey?" Carly asked, going to stand next to him.

"Yeah, just a few minutes ago. Am I inturrupting something?" he asked.

"No, we were just talking about the...um...situation."

"Right. I'd like to talk about that. You two...I don't know why on earth you feel...this way...but...I'll support you. I'm not supporting your love...I can't. But...I can support you two as my children. I only have a few rules." he said.

Freddie nodded. "Okay."

"First: You will not abort this child Sara is carrying." he said.

Sam nodded. "Done."

"Second: You will not give him or her up for adoption."

Freddie nodded again. "Sure."

"Third: You will have to raise this child together, as it's parents. That means no matter what kind of birth defects it may or may not have, you two will be held responsible for it. Do I make myself clear?" Will asked, trying his best to be stern.

Sam and Freddie nodded together.

"That's...all I have to say."

And he left.

Carly, Sam and Freddie all looked at each other. It really wasn't the moment, the timing was horrible, and they sould be worried, anxious, depressed, etc. But they just couldn't resist it any longer. They all burst out laughing.

"Your father!" Carly laughed.

"He tries to be stern...but he didn't tell us anything that we weren't going to do already!" Sam laughed.

Freddie laughed too, holding Sam's hand.

It suddenly got very quiet in the room, and the seriousness of the situation fell upon them.

There was a baby on the way.

And it just might not make it.

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