Expose

Freddie was the only person in the entire world who Sam felt she could completely expose herself to. She had never been one to wear her heart on her sleeve; claiming that letting people see your true emotions was for the weak. But with Freddie, it was different. She knew that she could tell him anything, and just be herself when it was the two of them.

Sure, she talked to Carly all the time. They were best friends, after all. But there were times when Sam found it hard to talk to Carly about her own insecurities when she was the epitome of perfection.

And then there was her mom. Granted, ever since they had begun going to therapy on a regular basis their relationship had improved greatly, but it was sort of hard to talk about her own problems with her mother when she had so many going on herself.

With Freddie, though, she didn't have to worry about anything. If she was having a difficult time at school, she would lay her head on his shoulder and just rant for a good hour while he sat there and listened without making a peep as he gently rubbed circles on her palm with his thumb. If she and Carly were fighting, he was the one who she would cry to. No matter what was going on with her, she knew she could come to Freddie.

And once their talks were over, and on some occasions, her tears had dried up, she would turn to him before she left and say, "And you'll never speak of this again, right Benson?"

Freddie would just chuckle and nod and say, "You got it, Puckett."