AN-This oneshot is a sequel to chapter 148, Iron, where Sam and Freddie were getting ready to move to Chicago and Sam told the gang that her and Freddie were expecting a baby.

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"So how's Chicago?" Carly asked Sam over the phone.

"Carly, we've been here less than a week," Sam reminded her best friend. "We're not even unpacked yet."

"Well how's the house?"

"It's in the middle of suburbia," Sam said. "How do you think it is?"

"You don't like it?"

"Well, the house is great," Sam explained. "It's huge. Plus the pool's awesome, but the people, Carls...Do you know that since we moved in, we've been asked to join the neighborhood watch, the Potluck committee, the gardening organization and street fair planing group!"

"Those could be fun," Carly reasoned.

"And then they asked me and Freddie to become members of this early morning jog club," Sam said darkly. "You realize these people wake up before six in the morning to run around the neighborhood? That's waking up early and exercise! It's like the universe decided to put together the two things I hate the most!"

"Well at least the people seem friendly," Carly chuckled.

"Overly friendly, Carly," Sam pointed out. "These are your type of people. You sure you don't want to move to Chicago?"

"I wish," Carly said.

"And you'll never guess who lives right next door to us," Sam said.

"Who?"

"A family of cops! The husband and wife and their two sons who sill live at home are all cops!"

"But that means your neighborhood's well protected."

"It means I can't play with my firecrackers," Sam mumbled.

"Well, I'm sure it's better for the baby to grow up in the suburbs," Carly said. "It's safer and cleaner and-"

"Stupider," Sam said.

"You can always move back to Seattle," Carly said hopefully.

"Sorry kid," Sam sighed. "It's too late for that. Besides, even though I'm surrounded by freaks here, my job's awesome! I get to do all the choreography for the theatre's next play!"

"That's so awesome! Maybe we'll be able to see it when we come and visit you in a few months," Carly said.

"That'd be cool," Sam agreed. "I could totally hook you up with some tickets."

"I can't wait," Carly said. "So, um, have you met any potential new best friends yet?"

"Carly for the last time, I'm not replacing you," Sam said, rolling her eyes.

"I'm just checking," Carly chuckled. "And don't worry, I'm not replacing you either."

"You'd better not be," Sam said. "Hey, I think I just heard Freddie come in, and he picked up some fried chicken. I'll talk to you later, okay?"

"Alright, see you."

Sam hung up her phone. "Baby? You get the chicken?"

"Um, yeah," Freddie nodded coming into the living room. "Hey, you look really pretty today, you know that?"

"Thanks?" Sam frowned. "So where's my chicken?"

"I put it on the kitchen table," Freddie said quickly. "So, Sam, you'll-you'll never guess who I ran into at the chicken place?"

"Who?" Sam asked, heading into the kitchen.

"Don't get mad," Freddie started, following his wife. "But it's your-"

"Oh my God! Sam! I've missed you so much!"

Before Sam had time to register what was happening, she found herself locked in a tight hug.

"Melanie?" Sam exclaimed pulling out of the hug.

"Yeah! I can't believe this!" Melanie grinned happily. "Isn't it so lucky that I just happened to be picking up dinner for some friends at the same time Freddie was at the restaurant?"

"Yeah, lucky," Sam nodded, shooting her husband a death glare over her sister's shoulder. "So, um, what-what are you doing here? I thought you were still living in New York. You didn't move here did you? Did you?"

"No, I'm just here on a business trip with some co-workers," Melanie smiled. "But when I saw Freddie and he told me you two had just moved here, I had to stop by and say hi to you!"

"Of course you did," Sam said, still glaring at Freddie.

"He told me you got a new job choreographing at the theatre," Melanie continued. "That's so great! I always knew you'd wind up doing something with dance! And," her smile widened even more. "Freddie told me some other big piece of news! You're pregnant?"

"Um, yeah," Sam nodded. "A little over two months along."

"Oh, that's so wonderful!" she squealed, pulling her sister into another hug. "Are you excited? Well, that's a stupid question, of course you are! Have you begun shopping yet? There's so much you'll have to prepare for! Crib, clothes, toys...we'll have to go to Kiddie's We Are before I leave so we can get some cute stuff!"

"Oh, we don't have to-"

"Of course we have to!" Melanie said. "And Sam, don't worry, I'm going to help you out with this baby. Sure, it will be hard with me living in New York and all, but I'll make it work. I can come down on holidays, and I'll send presents, and, well, there's been a rumor around my office that my company's looking to put a few people in their Chicago office...maybe I could volunteer to be one of them! Oh, I'll make sure I'm going to be the best aunt ever!"

"Well that sounds great!" Freddie said quickly before Sam could say anything. "Why don't we eat? I, um, invited Melanie to dinner, so let's start on this chicken before it gets cold!"

"Can I use your bathroom real quick first?" Melanie asked.

"Yeah, it's right down the hall," Freddie told her.

Once Melanie was out of the kitchen, Sam punched her husband hard in the shoulder. "Why did you bring her here?"

"Ow!" Freddie winced, rubbing his shoulder. "Look, Sam, what was I supposed to do? She saw me at the restaurant and she started talking to me."

"So you had to invite her to dinner?"

"Well I thought it would be rude not to," Freddie said.

"And you had to tell her I was pregnant?"

"Sam, she's your sister," Freddie said. "When were you planning on telling her? Seven months from now when the baby's here?"

"Freddie, you know she drives me nuts," Sam sighed.

"She's not that bad," Freddie reasoned. "She really wants to get closer to you, from what she was saying. I mean, when was the last time you talked to her?"

"At our wedding," Sam mumbled.

"Exactly," Freddie nodded. "Sam, I'm an only child, so I may not exactly get this whole sibling thing, but I do know that deep down you love Melanie."

Sam didn't reply.

"She's only here until the end of the week," Freddie told her gently. "You can tough it out until then, can't you?"

"I guess," Sam sighed.

"Good," Freddie smiled, giving her a quick kiss. "And, um, I sort of might've also told her she could stay here until her business trip was over."

"Freddie!"

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AN-Just so everyone knows, there's already been a request to do another follow up to this oneshot. Well, it's not exactly a sequel to this, but it's another oneshot based off of the whole Sam and Freddie in Chicago story line, and it's going to be up tomorrow!