Clash

"Aren't you excited?" Carly said as she tried to run a brush through Sam's hair for the third time that morning.

"Sure," Sam said, swatting Carly's hand away as she applied lipstick onto her lips.

"Oh come on, it's like you're getting married again; get pumped!" Carly grinned.

"We're renewing our vows," Sam said. "It's not that big of a deal."

"It's a huge deal!" Carly said. "You two have been married for ten years; I think this is the perfect way to celebrate your anniversary."

"What's an anniversary mommy?" Ashton asked as her and Emma ran into Sam and Freddie's bedroom, where Sam was getting ready.

"It's a day when something special happened," Sam explained.

"Yeah, today's the day your mommy and daddy got married," Carly said.

"Was I there?" Emma asked.

"No, you weren't even thought of yet, kiddo," Sam chuckled. "Why don't you and Ashton go downstairs and see if daddy's ready yet?"

"Are you sure I can't fix your hair one more time?" Carly begged Sam as the twins ran out of the room.

"No, Carls, I'm done getting ready," Sam said. "I've already redone my makeup twice and changed my nail polish to a slightly lighter shade because you claimed the first coat clashed with my dress!"

"Okay, okay," Carly conceded. "You do look nice though, Sam."

"Thanks," Sam smiled.

"This is gonna be such a great day," Carly continued. "Although if you would've let me invite more people-"

"Ick, no," Sam cringed. "I'm perfectly fine with our little group. They're more than enough. I promise you, if you ever want to renew your vows, you can go all out."

"Cool," Carly said. "And hey, while we're up here, can I-"

"No!"

"Why not?" Carly moaned.

"Because!"

"I just want to hear your new vows you wrote Freddie," Carly pouted. "Is that too much to ask?"

"You'll hear them downstairs," Sam said, rolling her eyes.

"Fine," Carly sighed. She looked at her Pearphone. "Whoa. Speaking of downstairs, we need to get down there. This thing is supposed to start in two minutes!"

…..

"Alright, so two remember what you're gonna do, right?" Carly asked Freddie and Sam as they sat in their kitchen with their guests all gathered in the living room.

"Yes, Carly," Freddie said.

"So you're going to walk out there into the living room," Carly began, clearly not hearing Carly. "And walk down to the minister who's gonna say some stuff and then you two will say your new vows to each other and then you kiss."

"And then we get cake, right?" Sam asked.

"Yes, Sam, then you get cake," Carly said.

"Just checking," Sam said.

"Okay, I'm gonna go get my seat," Carly said. "Good luck, you two!"

"So," Freddie said as Carly hurried out of the kitchen. "I can't wait to hear the vows you wrote…"

"Oh, was I supposed to write those?" Sam teased him. "I thought I could just group together a bunch of lines from those cheesy cards they sell down at the gas station and call it a day."

"Ha, ha," Freddie said.

"Well are your vows going to live up to the ones you read at our wedding, Benson?" Sam asked.

"You'll see," Freddie smiled. He leaned down to give Sam a kiss. "You know you look beautiful…like you have every day for the past ten years…and all those years I knew you before."

"Oh God, are your vows going to be as cheesy as that line?" Sam asked.

"Maybe."

Just then the two heard the music begin in the living room.

"Well, here we go," Freddie said, smiling at Sam as he held out his arm for her.

"Let's do this baby," Sam grinned as she linked arms with him.

The couple stepped out into the living room. Jason, Emma and Ashton were sitting in the front row next to Marissa, who had one-year old Tyler on her lap. Sam's mom was there as well, along with Melanie and her family, Gibby and his wife, Tasha, and their kids, Spencer and his family, T-Bo (who looked like he was crying), and of course, Carly and her family.

"Hi mommy! Hi daddy!" Emma yelled loudly as her parents passed them. They both couldn't help but chuckle at their daughter.

They reached the minister, who then began his speech.

"We are gathered here today," he started. "To celebrate ten beautiful years of marriage. It is rare for love to show so strongly in two people, but Fredward and Samantha Benson have certainly proven to us all just how powerful love can be. Ten years ago these two embarked on an adventurous journey. And here they stand now, still enjoying every moment of it. The couple has written new vows to one another to show how their love for the other continues to grow each day. Freddie, if you'll go first."

"Okay," Freddie said, looking right into Sam's eyes. "Sam, every morning I wake up to you, I think to myself how lucky I am that the first think I get to see every morning is the most beautiful, perfect woman in the world. And every night, before we go to sleep, I think to myself how lucky I am that the last thing I get to see each night is the most beautiful, perfect woman in the world. Never has a day gone by where you haven't made my whole life worth living. And now here we are, ten years later, with four amazing kids, a ton of memories and our lives still ahead of us. These past ten years have been unbelievable. And there's nothing I'd rather do more than spend the next ten with you too. And the next ten. And the next ten. And the next ten. And all the tens of years to come. Every day I say this to you, and every day the meaning gets stronger: Sam. I love you."

Everyone awed as Freddie finished his speech.

"Way to make me follow the world's gushiest vows," Sam whispered to him, though smiling from ear to ear.

"And now Sam will read her vows to Freddie," the minister said.

"Alright," Sam said, clearing her throat. "Freddie. On any given day, by noon, if I've even woken up by then, odds are I've called you at least five names, thrown something at you, and have probably stolen some sort of food from you. Any sane person would've left me far before meeting me at the alter ten years ago. So clearly you're not a sane person. You're a nub. But I wouldn't change that for anything in the world because you're my nub. You're the only one who can make me smile when I come home from a bad day of work. You're the one who compliments me every single day, even when I'm wearing ratty old sweatpants and one of your sweaters. And you're the only who I let call Sammy and live to tell the tale. People always say that when you get married, eventually the spark and the romance die away, but you've kept that alive for me. Even after four kids, I still feel the same annoying girlish butterflies in my stomach when you kiss me or hold my hand. And every day, when you say 'I love you', and I roll my eyes at you and tell you to stop being such a sap, I'm really just trying to stop myself from grinning like an idiot. I love you, Freddie. More then you can ever imagine."

"I think you just one-upped me," Freddie whispered, grinning at his wife.

"It's what I do," Sam said.

"And now, without further ado," the minister said. "I now pronounce you still husband and wife. You may kiss the bride…again."

And as the guests began to cheer, Freddie and Sam kissed each other, both hardly believing how fast ten years could really go by.