A/N – I'm uploading this because I'M WAY TOO EXCITED FOR CHRISTMAS so I'm trying to calm myself down with some sophisticated Seddie. Did you know it's only 10,296,700 seconds until Christmas?
The adoption forms were filled in but it was still a few weeks before Benji would become officially Sam and Freddie's child. Sam had spent most of the night before thinking – something she had done a lot of recently. Benji seemed to really want her to be his mother. Sure, she was put down as the second carer, but that didn't mean she was officially his mom. She loved Benji to bits and would love to be his mum, but what would it mean for her and Freddie?
She felt that they had become a lot, lot closer after… all of this happened, but would they ever go into a relationship again?
Shaking the thoughts out of her head, she finally got out of bed.
The fact she was sleeping next to Freddie wasn't really helping, either.
Sam walked through to the kitchen to pour herself a bowl of cereal, but then got a strange feeling. She really, really wanted bacon for breakfast. Sam couldn't remember the last time she had eaten bacon for breakfast – she was more obsessed with fried chicken at the moment. Sam was about to get the bacon and a pan out, but then decided she was too tired.
She dragged Freddie out of bed and made him do it.
Cat woke up to see that Sam was asleep on the couch, and Freddie was in the kitchen, working on his laptop. "Did you two have a fight?" She asked.
"Why would you think that?"
"Sam's asleep on the couch. Don't you usually sleep together?"
Freddie raised his eyebrow at her. Oh, Cat. So innocent. "We did, but then she woke up, ate breakfast, and then fell asleep."
"Sam does love eating and sleeping." Cat giggled. She noticed Freddie's smile. "When are you going to kiss her?"
Freddie rolled his eyes. "You really need to stop with those comments."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Cat cried, offended.
"I mean, you need to stop trying to get Sam and me together."
"But you love each other!" Cat giggled, back to herself again.
"But we don't!"
"You're just The Mississippi." Cat huffed.
"The Mississippi? What?"
"Sam always used to say that about Robbie and I."
"She did?"
"Yeah. Before we got together, she'd tease me about liking him. I said I didn't, and then she said I was The Mississippi. You know the river."
"I'm confused."
"Yeah, I didn't get it either."
"I said you were in-denial!" Sam said from the sofa. Cat and Freddie looked to see she'd awoken. "Not the Mississippi!"
"Oh yeah, that's it." Cat smiled. "I mean, you're in-denial, Freddie!"
"What's the nerd in-denial about?"
"His love for you." Cat smirked.
"You know, Cat. I never knew you could be this evil." Sam said, whilst Cat skipped back to her room.
Later that week, they had two clients for babysitting. For the first time in a long time, it was just Sam and Cat babysitting. To be truthful, they both enjoyed having a little bit of time with just the two of them. It was how their babysitting business had started.
There was a baby girl, Petal, and her big brother John. "So, what do you want to do?" Cat asked.
"Anything." John said. "I like anything."
"We could do a jigsaw, or paint, or-"
"Painting!" John exclaimed.
"Painting it is!"
Carly walked in later that night to find Sam and Cat painting with the children. Cat and John were working on a "beautiful masterpiece" that just seemed to be lots of random paint splats Sam had the baby on her knee and was guiding her hand to draw a butterfly. "Hey!" Carly walked up to them.
"Hi!" Cat replied. There was a knock on the door. "I'm guessing that's your dad." She smiled at the children.
"Thank you for having us." John said as he took his apron off. Sam opened the door with the baby at her waist. "Daddy! Look what I made!"
"That's great, son."
"They were very well behaved." Cat confirmed.
"Thanks. I'll take Petal." He took the baby from Sam. "And here's the money."
"Thank you." Sam nodded her head. "We'll see you next week then?"
"Sam!" Freddie burst into their bedroom.
"What you so excited about, geek?" Sam smiled at him.
"We've nearly completed the adoption process." He sat down next to her on their bed. "All we need is a house check!"
"When is it?"
"Tomorrow."
"I'm happy for you, Freddie." Sam hugged him. They held on for a few moments. "Dork."
Freddie ignored her comment. "Are you okay with it?"
"With what?"
"Being the second carer. I mean-"
"It's fine, Freddie. I love Benji."
"He loves you too."
"I noticed." Sam laughed. "Freddie…"
"Yeah?"
"This… This won't change anything, w-will it?" Sam asked nervously.
"With Benji? I don't think so. I'm sure he will-"
"I mean between us." Sam interrupted.
"Do you want it to?"
"No. I-I like us."
"I like us too." Freddie smiled.
Sam could feel herself blushing. She changed the topic. "So, what do you think is going on between Carly and Gibby?"
"I think he likes her." Freddie suggested. "But I don't think Carly's ready to date again just yet."
"That's my idea, Freddoof!"
"Well I'm sorry for having the same thoughts as you."
"You should be." Sam growled.
"You're not really mad are you?"
"Yes, I am."
"Sam, please, I'm sorry." Sam glared at him. "Sam, I am eternally sorry for having the same thoughts as you."
"It's fine." Sam giggled, happy again.
"Mood swings much?" Freddie muttered.
Sam tackled Freddie to the floor and punched him.