iBelieve this is it
(Sam's POV)
Fredly-cakes and I sat down at a table as Huuang made us a fresh pot of coffee. After I thanked her, I crossed my fingers over each other with my elbows on the table and looked at Freddie, smiling and giggling.
"What?" He half-giggled while smirking.
"Who the hell took control of what you dressed like? Last time I saw you, you were dressed like Alex Keaton off 'Family ties'. Dorky sweater vests with your intitals in them, hair gelled back. Now...my god. You almost look like David Schwimmer."
"I uh, hope that was a compliment." He chuckled while pouring us each a cup of coffee.
"It was. Well, sort've."
"Hey, I'll take anything close to being a compliment from Sam Puckett." He said while assorting the cream and sugar.
"How many of each?" He asked.
"2 cream, 5 sugar." Freddie stopped what he was doing and absolutely froze. A bomb could go off and he wouldn't even blink.
"Yo, Freddork..." I started snapping at his face. He mumbled something. All I could catch is 'holy shit' and 'just like her'. I just raised my eyebrows and stirred my coffee. Once he came back into reality, he tapped on his mug repetitively. The object making the mug clink loud was a ring. On his left ring finger. I know he said something about being married earlier.
"Is that a wedding band?"
"Whuu- oh yeah, it is. But uhhh...I'm not married...anymore." He rubbed his palms together and rubbed them nervously.
"Oh." This moment became extremely awkward. I even anticipated asking my next question.
"Divorce?"
"No, widow." His face dropped as he stared at his reflection in his coffee before taking a sip. The awkward sentence continued as he took off his wedding band and started to flip it around a bit.
"Yeah, drunk driver took her. 7 months pregnant too."
"Ouch."
"It's fine though..." I noticed his wedding ring had an inscription of some kind in it.
"What's that on the inside of your ring?"
"It says 'A deal is a deal'. Cleaver huh?"
"What kind of deal?"
"To live up to our wedding vows. We said we'd love each other 'til death do us part. Well, death did its' job. The deal's been made and we didn't break it." I nodded my head as we both drank some more of our coffee.
"What was her name?"
"Claire."
"What was she like?"
"Perfection. I remeber the first time I met her too. She was assembling a desk and needed a saw. Well, there was one in the tool shed in my office. So I grabbed it and opened with 'I saw you needed this'. "
"Wow. And she actually dated you?"
"Hey! She thought it what cute."
"Whatever." Sam muttered before sipping some more coffee. I just rolled my eyes.
"Do you miss her?"
"Of course! Like crazy. But, y'know, until today, I didn't ever think I'd be happy again...then I found out you were in town." He reached across the table and grabbed both of my hands, stroking them with his thumbs. He'd also aquired a thumb ring on his right thumb. Something Freddie from 5 years ago wouldn't be caught dead wearing. Moving to Tulsa was a good change for him. Made him less of a dork and more of a...normal dude. Kinda like it.
"Why?" He shurgged and said simply:
"Because now I have a chance to fall in love with you all over again."
I about choked on my own spit. What's this 'again' chiz?
"A-again. When were you...y'know...the first time?"
"Right after we made love that one time."
"Make love, what are you a girl?"
"Fine, we 'had sex' in a fleasey motel room with captain morgan and a 34 cent condom. Happy?"
"Much, even though you didn't even use the damn thing. What a waste of 34 cents. You popped it after you tried making a balloon animal with it."
"I'd like to see you blow up a cheap condom half-drunk. Ain't so easy." We both chuckled, still holding hands across the table.
"Wow, I haven't laughed this hard in months." He admitted letting go of one of my hands to take a sip of coffee. I used the oppertunity of my free hand to do the same. To my suprise, he went right back to holding it again.
"Months? It's been years for me."
"Oh, because of the whole Carly and Gibby thing?" I just nodded my head.
"How much you wanna bet they're up in heaven, laughing at our stupidity right now?" Freddie asked.
"I'd bet every dime I own." I said. We both looked up and smiled at the ceiling. The customers surrounding us probably thought we were insane, but that's the way we roll. Sam and Freddie, like Ross and Rachel, are a rollar coaster ride. Strap on your seat belts and hang on tight.
It's gonna be one bumpy ride.
...
After finishing our coffee and leaving the restraunt, we walked outside. Freddie and I spent the rest of the time talking about old memories, Little Sam, amd work. Time really does pass by. It wasn't even considered lunchtime anymore. The dinner crowd was comin' through. Freddie nudged my hand a few times.
"What?" I pressed the crosswalk button.
"You're suppose to hold hands when you cross the street." He winked and nudged my side. I nudged him back about 10 times as hard.
"Same ole' Sam." He giggled. I gave in and held his stupid hand when we crossed the street. We both stopped and looked at each other. His house was one way, the hotel I was staying at was the other.
"So...I'll see you around?" I said. Actually, it ended up sounding more like a question than an answer.
"Wait, what time does Huuang pick Sammy up from daycare?"
"In like, an hour. Why?" He looked at his watch.
"Well, I had an idea in mind...why don't we go to your hotel and...canoodle, a bit." He stepped closer and placed his hands on my hips. I leaned my head back a bit and narrowed my eyebrows, giggling.
"Canoodling? God, that's even worse than 'making love'. I will not make love to you, but I will have sex with you." He rolled his eyes.
"Deal."
...
Oh. My. Goodness.
That was...just...I can't even. I started panting as Benson layed by my side.
"Woooooow." he stretched out the word as he rolled over and met me face to face.
"Uh huh. That was..."
"Woooooow."
"Ok, you're starting to sound like a virgin after their first time. Slow down tiger." We started dressing again. Nope, we didn't even bother to look away or one of us goes into the bathroom. We saw each other naked like 5 minutes ago, plus he saw me giving birth. It didn't phase either of us.
"Sorry, I haven't had sex in over a year."
"Again, I've gone longer. I haven't in 5."
"Not since we...last?"
"Nope."
"You're a trooper." He started to button his shirt up and zip up his pants. I just shrugged. It only took us about 5 minutes to get everything situated and looking like it did before we...ravaged the room. Humping the brains out of each other everywhere in that room...Well, 'cept the ceiling. Perfect timing too. Huuang opened the door and let little Sam in. Saying her goodbye, she went into her room next door.
"Aunt Sam!" She screamed while running towards me. I knelt down and caught her in my arms.
"Sammy! How was daycare, kiddo?"
"Good, except this one kid didn't know what plexiglass was, so I punched him in the arm. He doesn't know I'm smart, so I had to punch him again when he asked me how I knew what plexiglass was." I started the look at Freddie, who just stood there and rolled his eyes, scoffing.
"Sweetie, most 5 year olds don't know what plexiglass is."
"They should. Did you know he didn't know what pi is either! It's madness I tell you.." She stormed off into the bathroom.
"Madness!" She slammed the door. I got off the ground, turning to Freddie.
"What?"
"A 5 year old who punches people and knows what pi is...sounds like me and you put together." He started laughing and playfully punched my arm. I didn't find it as funny, but nevertheless, laughed along with him
"When I was 5 I could barely read. That one knows the first 27 digits of pi."
"Holy shit. I don't even know that!" Freddie exclaimed.
"Yeah, she's a keeper."
"Just like you." He leaned in and kissed me. Against my natural instincts, I kissed him back. We heard a door open. Little Sam stood there, watching us. We stopped kissing, but our lips were still touching a little bit.
"Aunt Sam, is he your new husband?"
"No sweetie, this is your Uncle Freddie." I said as we back away from each other. I sat on the bed while he still stood.
"But you're my Aunt. Aunt's and Uncle's are suppose to be together. You guys should get married and give me a cousin."
"I'm workin' on that, kid." Freddie said. After he did, I looked at him. We looked at each other for a moment before snapping back into reality.
"Well, I better get going. You chicks enjoy the rest of your night. Au revoir!" He headed out the door. I watched as little Sam sat on my lap.
"Aunt Sam, do you love him?"
"More than you can imagine."