My sophomore year of college is already hell... but I don't have a choice but survive, huh? *cries*

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chapter sixty

Freddie's POV

Jesus, how did I get so lucky?

I'm looking down at my new baby in my arms, bouncing faintly watching her sleep. Sam just covered a major delivery, and I cannot be more proud of her for doing this hard work. She was struggling and was in constant pain, but she handled the delivery beautifully.

I look over to the bed Sam's lying in and see she has her eyes closed and her chest rising up and down.

She deserves a good rest after that. She deserves sleep for a long time after carrying our child for nine months. Speaking of our child, I look down at her once again and saw how amazing it feels to hold her for the first time being her father. I remember that day when Sam told me she was pregnant and I wanted to yell out to everyone in the world that I was going to be a dad. And when I found out that we were going to have a girl, I felt overprotective that I was going to watch over this girl and protect her from danger like I would do for Sam.

This night has just gotten better no matter how drained I am.

The doctor confirmed that Sam and the baby would have to spend the night to check on the baby's status. I don't mind waiting, I'm just happy that Amara is healthy.

Doctor Meyers told me he was going to find our family so they can see her for the first time, so that leaves us with Sam, Amara and I alone in the room as I'm holding the baby, walking to the quaint chair next to Sam's bed. Amara has her eyes closed as she sleeps and her tiny hand gripping on the blanket she was wrapped in. My smile grew bigger looking at the beauty and admiring how cute she is, even being fifteen minutes old.

I wondered how babies looked when they're a newborn and now I'm looking at one in my own eyes. She definitely has her mother's face with her nose and lips, but what she has from me is my eyes which felt complete with being mom and dad.

Even though she's sleeping, I wanted to talk to her between father and daughter. "Amara... you have no idea how happy I am now that you're here. You're so small," I chuckled. "You really drained mommy out, huh? But it was worth it. The first moment when I found out you were my daughter, I couldn't believe I was having one, but you're definitely mine. And I know you're new to the world, but there are going to be some ups and downs. No matter how hard it might get, I'm always here to protect you, so will your mommy," I bring my index finger and snuggle with her small hand as she feels my presence and grabs my finger with her tiny ones. This caused me to smile seeing her little hand wrapped around my big finger. "I'm always going to be here for you... and I'm going to be the best dad you'll ever have, alright?" I smiled feeling a lump forming in my throat thinking about my dad and the bad memories that I never want to repeat.

"I'll never leave you..."

My conversation was interrupted by the door opening. The first person that walked in the room was my mother and followed by Sam's parents and Melanie. They all gathered in the apparently and looked at me before they glanced down at the new member in my arms.

Amara was still sleeping to notice her new family's presence.

"Oh my gosh!" Melanie smiled, walking closer to me and looks down at her niece. "Is this my niece? She's so beautiful." She said as I saw her eyes brim with tears. "Is she healthy?"

"Yeah, seven pounds and eight ounces. Just perfect." I answered smiling.

"Oh wow," she looks over at Sam and sees that she's sleeping, out like a light. "Poor Sam must be exhausted."

"Yeah... but she did a great job, she deserves to sleep." I commented before standing up from the chair. I look to the other members and see their eyes filled with awe as they stare at their granddaughter. "Which grandparent would like to hold her first?"

The three parents stared at each other challenging to see who gets to hold the baby first. After a moment of unnecessary silence, Sam's mother speaks. "I get to!" She whispered-yelled.

The two parents groaned silently as Mrs. Puckett smirks with achievement. She walks closer to me and scoops Amara in her arms gently only having her eyes on her with the white blanket still around the baby. The other parents walked over and stared at the little angel with smiles on their faces even though they didn't get to hold her first.

"Wow... already she has Sam's features, it's crazy." Mrs. Puckett murmured.

"She looks just like the girls when they were born." Mr. Puckett stated. He glanced over at the bed and saw Sam sleeping and smiled before looking back at Amara. He extends his hand and massages her little head as the two parents have their time with her.

A moment later, mom walks over to me and smiles as she stops in front. "So... how does it feel?"

I raised my eyebrows at her question and thought immediately what she meant. "Being a father?" She nodded her head, and I find the jumble of words in my head trying to know how I feel about the whole thing. I think back hours ago when Sam's water broke and thought how scary it was. "Well... it's... new, that's for sure." I chuckled. "But when Sam's water broke I was scared that something had happened since her due date was early. But that didn't happen because I have a healthy baby in the world now."

We both turn to the Puckett's' and see them staring down at the baby as they're all taking turns holding her. "And I know I'm not going to let anything happen to her as long as I'm here," I added, causing mom to look back at me with adoration in her eyes. She was staring at me as she was thinking in deep thought about something and opened her mouth to speak.

"No one has doubts that you're going to be a great father. I know you're going to take care of her and love her unconditionally." She walks closer and rests her hand on my arm, rubbing it up and down. "Your dad might have left and didn't care about us... but I know you care about your daughter and Samantha."

I nodded at her words and smiled bringing my arms out and embracing my mom in a hug. She smiles near my neck and wraps her arms around my torso. "Thanks, mom."

"You're welcome, Freddie-bear."

"Okay mom, we're in public don't call me that out loud," I muttered rolling my eyes.

She groaned and pulled away from me, crossing her arms over her chest. "Fine."

"Thank you." I smiled. I turned to the Puckett family and see Melanie is now holding her niece with a big smile on her face. I glance at my mom and see she's grinning as I remembered she hasn't held her granddaughter yet.

I walk to the three family members and happily announced. "Okay, guys the baby tour is over." The two parents rolled their eyes as Melanie pouted not wanting to let the baby go. "Yeah, I know, but you'll see her again soon." I waved dismissively and walked over to Melanie as she hands me my daughter with the pout expression remaining on her face.

"Okay," she mumbled.

"We'll be here in the morning." Mr. Puckett said as he rubs his eyes, apparently tired from lack of sleep.

"Alright, I'll tell Sam when she wakes up."

They confirmed my statement and repeated goodbye to the sleeping baby and Melanie squealed at her 'cuteness' before waving my mom and me for the night. They leave the room, and it leaves with my mother as I hold my baby looking down at her eyes closed and her mouth opening and closing.

I walk to my mom and saw she had a small smile on her face. I grinned at her excitement and held out the baby gently, and she brought her arms out, me placing the baby in her arms, positioning her head on her forearm. She looked down at her granddaughter and stared at her with love in her eyes, her eyes welling with tears.

"Oh wow... she really does look like Sam." She whispered. She rests her hand on Amara's head and rubs her hair delicately with her fingers. She gasped as she thought of something important. "I know what she can eat when she's able to eat."

"Eat what?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Organic baby food that would—"

"Ugh, mom we've talked about this," I whined getting annoyed. "No more organic foods."

"Freddie—"

"You finally stopped buying organic and gluten food after I was nineteen, so we're not giving my new born my nightmare." I hissed.

"But—"

"No."

"You—"

"No."

"I–"

"No!"

She gave up and does a raspberry as she bounces with the baby in her arms. I smiled mentally for winning the argument because I was not going to eat that crappy food I suffered since birth, again. I watch my mom and see her yawning two times, seeing her eyes drooping.

"Mom, how about you go home and rest?" I offered.

"Oh well, I do feel a little tired." She agreed. "You call me tomorrow and update me about Sam and Amara."

"I will," I nodded, taking my baby back from her grandmother and cuddled her tightly, wrapping the blanket around her little body as it came loose. "You text me and tell me when you get home."

"Okay," she walks closer and peck kisses my cheek. "Goodnight, honey."

"'Night, mom."

She walks to the door and leaves the room hearing the automatic door close itself. Once she left, I walked to the chair and sat down across from Sam as she is still sleeping. Man, she is knocked out. Hopefully, she'll open her eyes soon so she can hold Amara again.

I look down and see someone who is also sleeping and instantly felt the corners of my lips lift up. I can't believe this beautiful baby is mine and she is also Sam's. She will always be loved and be taken care of until she's old enough to take care of herself. She still has eighteen years until that happens, but for right now I won't have a problem taking care of her.

What a night it has been, but I wouldn't change it for anything.

WARNING: the next chapter will be the final chapter ever for iBed Buddies.