To say Sam was stubborn is an understatement. Freddie was well aware of this. He also knew that he couldn't give her any pity, or she'd feel embarrassed and shut him out. He had to make it seem like she'd be doing him a favor, by letting him help her.

"Sam," He started to say, "What do you expect is going to happen if this stays a secret?" Sam threw her arms up in annoyance at his words.

"Well I…! Well…nothing's going to happen!" Freddie raised his eye brows at her struggle to find words. "And you know why? Because you're not going to tell anyone."

"Come on, Sam. You know I can't keep a secret. And it's really…uh, mean of you to expect me to keep in something like that! Bet you weren't thinking about my feelings when you told me that secret, now were you?" Freddie tried his best to look offended. Naturally, Sam saw right through him.

"Oh, good job Freddork! Cute little act you came up with. How long did you practice that?" She shook her head at him. He just gave her a puzzled look.

"Um, you just told me, so I didn't really have much time to rehearse."

She groaned. "Oh, shut up Freddie! Why can't you just be stupid and agree with me on everything like all the other guys I ever dated? Why do you have to be smart?" If there was one thing that got under Sam Puckett's skin, it was when people outsmarted her in a conversation. Although, there was only one guy who had ever really been able to do that. Freddie affected her in ways that no one else could. He made her seem more human. Less Demon.

"Look," Freddie said, "We could argue about this all night but we're wasting time because—."

"We both know I'm going to win, so why bother?" She interrupted him.

"Where do you think you're going to stay?"

"My mom walked out on me Fredwina, not my house."

"Sam you're not sleeping here alone."

"You're not the boss of me."

"You could get robbed! Or Kidnapped! Or both…"

"Doubt it. My mom's probably dated all the burglars and kidnappers in the area…trust me, they don't want to come back here. So, I think I'm set, Benson." She smiled, and added, sarcastically, "But thank you for your concern."

"What are you afraid of?" Freddie said, out of the blue, and catching both Sam and himself of guard.

"Nothing," She said, a little too quickly. "Maybe I just don't feel like be sent to some shelter!"

A light bulb went off in Freddie's head. So that's what she was worried about. "Sam…you don't have to do that. If you tell someone, they can track down your mom, you know. And if that doesn't work, Carly and Spencer would let you live with them in a second."

"Yeah, I know they would, okay? It's just…it's not always up to them. I could get sent to some place for kids without parents. And I couldn't do anything about it."

Freddie tried to take her hand, but she smacked him. "Don't touch me," She snapped. "I never gave you permission to go all sappy on me."

"Whatever," He said, "I wouldn't let you get put in some shelter, Sam! You just have to trust me."

Sam glared at him. "Why do you think you're the only one I told?"

"I…,"He couldn't seem to find any words, "Okay, fine. I won't tell anyone." She sighed with relief. "But," He said, and she groaned loudly. "Go ahead and groan! You're still not sleeping here all by yourself."

She put her hands on her hips. "And you're still not the boss of me. I've slept here alone before. This probably won't even be permanent. Her boyfriend will eventually dump her, and she'll come running back here."

But Freddie didn't back down. "I said I wouldn't tell anyone. But on one condition. You sleep at my place."

Sam had to bite her lower lip in order to keep her self from smiling. "Whoa there Freddie…we've only been dating a month. I mean, isn't it common courtesy to wait at least three months before blackmailing me into sleeping with you?"

"Oh, you know what I meant!" He said, impatiently, "But, seriously. My mom won't even notice. She's been working night shifts a lot at the hospital lately, so she probably won't even be there most of the time." He shrugged, doing his best to keep the situation casual for Sam's sake.

She, too shrugged and just said, "Okay. I'll stay with you until I find someplace better." They played it cool, but Sam knew as well as Freddie, that they were both giddy like schoolgirls on the inside.

Freddie was relieved. For now, he had things somewhat under control. Would it all eventually blow up? Probably. But Sam's problems became his problems the moment he kissed her live on air, in front of the whole world. Even before that, really.

And then, surprising him, she muttered, "Thanks," Before giving him a brief, but tender kiss.