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Phenomenon

"But why can't we come?" Tyler, Sam and Freddie's nine-year old son moaned as he sat on his parents bed, watching his mother pack a large suitcase.

"Because," Sam said, cramming a few Fat Cakes into the suitcase. "Your dad and I need a break."

"Why?"

"Because you four kids drive us crazy," Sam replied.

"We do?"

"Yup," Sam smiled. "But we still love you guys. We just want to spend a little bit of time alone. Just the two of us."

"But I still want to go on a vacation," Tyler pouted.

"I know, kiddo," Sam said, closing her suitcase. "But if it makes you feel any better, I'm not too crazy about about the place we're going. Your dad picked it out."

"What's wrong with the place I picked?" Freddie asked, coming into the room. "It's Washington's national park! It's full of all sorts of natural phenomenons!"

"You'd think after being married to you for eighteen years, I would've had more of an effect on you," Sam said, shaking her head. "But you're still the same old nub from high school, aren't you?"

"And you're still the aggressive she-demon, aren't you?" Freddie smiled, giving his wife a quick kiss.

"Gross!" Tyler cringed.

Sam chucked and rolled her eyes as her and Freddie pulled apart.

"What are you guys going to do on your vacation?" Tyler asked. "Aren't you going to be bored all by yourselves?"

"Nah, I think we'll figure out a way to stay entertained," Sam laughed, looking over at Freddie.

"Yeah, we will," Freddie grinned.

"How?" Tyler asked.

"Um, why don't you go downstairs, Tyler?" Sam said quickly.

"Fine," the nine-year old moaned.

"So," Freddie said as his son left the room. "You've got everything all packed?"

"Yup," Sam nodded. "Are we all set to go?"

"Uh-huh," Freddie said. "A whole week by ourselves. Just the two of us. Aren't you excited?"

"Yeah," Sam said. "It's just...are you sure the kids will be alright without us?"

"Yes, Sam," Freddie smiled. "Baby, they'll be fine. Look, the place is only about a two hour drive from here. If anything does happen, which it won't, we can come back right away."

"Okay," Sam sighed.

"Who'd have ever thought that you'd be the overly-protective parent," Freddie laughed as he heaved the suitcase off the bed.

"I'm not overly-protective," Sam snapped. "Now come on, let's go."

The couple headed downstairs, where their four children were sitting in the living room.

"All right," Sam said, picking up the remote and turning off the television, getting the kids' attention. "Your dad and I are about to head out."

"We left you money for food in the kitchen," Freddie said. "Now, while we're gone, Jason's going to be in charge-"

"No!" Emma, the couple's thirteen-year old moaned. "Why him?"

"Because I'm the oldest, genius," Jason grinned. "Don't worry, mom and dad, I'll keep everything going smoothly here."

"Good," Sam said. "Because since you're in charge, you get to drive Tyler to all of his football practices, Ashton to all of her student government things, and Emma to all her track practices."

"What?" Jason exclaimed. "I have to do all that?"

"Well, we got you that car for a reason," Freddie said. "Oh, and if we find out you've been abusing your responsibilities by torturing your younger siblings, we'll be taking your keys the second we get home."

"What's the fun of being in charge if I don't get to boss people around?" Jason mumbled.

"Exactly what I've been wondering for the past seventeen years," Sam told him. "Okay, Carly will be dropping by every now and then to make sure you guys are fine. Both of us will have our phones on the whole time, so call us if you need something."

After Sam and Freddie hugged and kissed their children goodbye, they got into their car and began driving to their hotel.

"Wow," Freddie said when they arrived two hours later. "This room is pretty nice."

"Yeah, considering it's right next to the lamest tourist trap in Washington," Sam said, rolling her eyes.

"Oh come on, it's full of history and culture!" Freddie said. "So how about you and I go look around?"

"What?" Sam said, looking up from her pearphone. "Oh, um, sure, baby."

"Who are you calling?" Freddie asked.

"I just want to check on the kids," Sam said, pressing the phone to her ear.

"Sam, we've been gone two hours," Freddie said, amused. "I think they're fine."

"I want to make sure," Sam said as the phone began to ring. "I want to just see if they found the money we left them for food and that they know that if they decide to throw any wild parties, I'll ground them until next November. And I was going to tell Jason to make sure that Emma and Ashton don't have any boys over, but if you don't want me to call..."

"Call them." Freddie said firmly. "Call them right now."

Sam chuckled, knowing that last part would persuade her husband.

"Hello?" Ashton said on the other end.

"Ash, hi, we just wanted to check up on you guys," Sam said.

"But it's only been two hours," Ashton pointed out.

"Yeah...but is everything okay there?" Sam asked.

"Um, sure. Jason just went to the store with Tyler to buy some dinner," Ashton replied. "So it's just me and Emma here. I think she's in the kitchen eating your special pork chips."

"My pork chips?" Sam exclaimed. "Those are mine!"

"Sam, I'll buy you more pork chips," Freddie said, rolling his eyes. "And mention the 'no boys' thing! That's important!"

"Fine, she can eat the pork chips," Sam sighed. "Just behave. Oh, yeah, and your dad said something about no boys in the house or whatever. I'll talk to you later."

"Okay, you checked on them, they're fine, just like I said they would be," Freddie said. "So let's go to the park now. There's supposed to be a really old beaver dam we can look at!"

"As...wonderfully lame as that sounds," Sam said, tossing her phone down on a nearby chair. "Wasn't the whole point of coming here to...you know?"

"Oh...I see," Freddie grinned as Sam threw her arms around his neck. He gave her a quick kiss. "Don't worry, baby, we'll order in room service as soon as we get back from the beaver dam."

"Unbelievable," Sam sighed, shaking her head as she reluctantly followed her husband out of the room.

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"Hey," Carly smiled as Sam and Freddie walked back into their house one week later. "How was your little couples vacation."

"Fun," Freddie said. "We learned a lot about Washington's history. Man, can I plan a romantic getaway or what?"

"I'm so sorry," Carly whispered to Sam as Freddie set the suitcase down.

"Eh, it wasn't all bad," Sam shrugged. "I got to buy a chocolate beaver, and then we did...other stuff."

"Okay, getting a little more information than I wanted there," Carly laughed. "But I'm glad you guys had fun. I just stopped by to try and help out by doing some laundry for you."

"Wow, thanks, Carls," Freddie said.

"So, where are the kids?" Sam asked.

"Oh, I dropped Emma and Ashton off with Clarissa at the movies," Carly said. "And Jason took Tyler to football practice. Did you miss them?"

"Like crazy, believe it or not," Freddie said. "Though Sam here was worse than me."

"Oh yeah, Jason told me you kept calling like, every hour, Sam," Carly said, smiling at her best friend. "He said you stopped after two days, though."

"Yeah, speaking of which," Sam said turning to Freddie, her hand outstretched. "I'll take my phone back now, Freddud."

"Here you go," Freddie said, tossing his wife her phone back.

"You took her phone?" Carly said.

"I had no choice!"