AN: So A LOT of people know their musicals, lol Congratulations to:
NCISGleek
msalwaysbelieveinlove
gothygurl
sincerely-sweet
xladyjagsvolleyball16x
mamaluvsangst
AlexaJohn185
Moviepal
aapeters
Kenziexx
HeyHeyIt'sEmC
DangerIsNotMyMiddleName
Mary Rachel
Oceanmistsupporter
Xx-Kee-Kee-xX
Read-a-holic2200
Vanirgii
julius
karlianne13xx
HPNCISVictorious14
OneDream 2Dream
4evaDayDreamer
Echo101
You guys all guessed the right answer to what musical Sam was watching in the last chapter, Mama Mia!
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Falling
"So do you guys want to do something this weekend?" Carly asked her friends, not looking up from her game of Happy Pigs she was playing on her pearphone. "I'm sure Spencer could watch Jason for you two and we could-"
She looked up from her pearpad and saw that both Sam and Freddie had fallen asleep.
"Guys!" Carly said loudly, waking the couple up from their slumber.
"Carly, no," Sam moaned. "I'm tired!"
"Me too," Freddie yawned. "I don't think I've actually slept in three months."
"Is it really that hard taking care of a baby?" Carly asked sympathetically.
"You have no idea," Sam said, wiping the sleep out of her eyes. "Jason wakes up at least five times each night."
"Yeah," Freddie nodded in agreement. "And every time we have to change him and feed him and-"
"Oh shut up," Sam snapped. "You always wake me up to do all that."
"He won't stop crying for me!" Freddie defended. "He likes you better!"
"Smart kid," Sam yawned, lying back down on the couch. "Now can I at least sleep for an hour? Your mom's going to be back with Jason any minute."
"Okay, you know what," Carly said. "You guys need a break; you can't keep falling asleep every five minutes."
"Yeah, a break," Freddie scoffed. "Let me just tell Jason to stop crying for one night and see how that goes."
"I'm serious," Carly said. "Why don't you leave Jason here tonight and I'll take care of him?"
"You wouldn't last five minutes with that kid," Sam said with her eyes still shut.
"She's right," Freddie nodded. "You'd be ready to collapse in no time."
"No I wouldn't," Carly said. "Look, you guys are my best friends and I want to help you out."
"You haven't even watched him during the day yet," Sam reminded her. "And taking care of him at night will be ten times harder."
"I can handle it," Carly assured her. "I've babysat for Spencer's kids before."
Sam sighed and looked at Freddie. "I do kind of want to sleep for more than two hours at a time."
"So do I," Freddie nodded.
"Okay," Sam told Carly. "If you really think you can handle it. I'll run and pick up Jason from Freddie's mom and leave him here with you."
"Thanks, Carls," Freddie said. "You're a life saver."
"Anytime," she laughed. "Now go home and sleep!"
….
"What time is it?" Sam asked, walking into her and Freddie's kitchen the next morning after a refreshing good night's rest.
"Ten o'clock," Freddie grinned, giving his wife a kiss on the lips.
"Seriously?" Sam grinned. "I don't think I've slept past six since Jason was born."
"I know," he nodded, putting some bacon in the frying pan. "I just called Carly and told her she can bring Jason over."
"As much as I love my sleep, I really miss that kid," Sam said, pouring herself a glass of orange juice.
"Same," Freddie said.
There was a knock at the door.
"I guess that's Carly," Sam said, running over to answer the door. When she opened the door she saw Carly with bags under her eyes, her hair a mess and still wearing pajamas.
"Hi Jason," Sam cooed, taking her son from Carly. "Did you miss me?"
"That child does not believe in sleep," Carly said.
"You're a mess," Freddie said, walking over to the door.
"Thanks!" she snapped.
"We really owe you one, Carls," Sam said. "I haven't had this much energy in so long!"
"I'm glad some one has energy," Carly yawned. "I'm going back home. I need to sleep for a week."
