Ha, did you like my cliffy??? Ha, I Loved it!!! So, I guess you all want me to update… so here it is! This chapter is dedicated to Dr. Weymin because he is awesome.

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"Nobody move or I shoot her." He had a gun aimed right at Sam's head.

"Sam!" Freddie yelled and tried to get to her.

"NO! Freddie, stay there." Sam said weakly, not struggling anymore.

"There, you heard her, punk, stay where you are." But the second he said it, Sam kicked him in the eye with her not broken leg.

Freddie sensed she needed help, so he kicked and punched at the man holding Sam. He was really tall, and Freddie was scared he would drop her.

"Hey, little man, think fast!" as if he had read Freddie's thoughts, he dropped the limp girl.

Freddie caught her and ran as hard as he could. He heard a gunshot, and felt a sharp pain in his arm, but kept going.

The police arrested the criminal and took Sam and Freddie to the hospital.

"Sam? You awake?" Freddie asked. He was in the hospital with a broken arm, where he had been shot.

"Yeah, just thinking."

"Bout what?"

"How Howie could have done that to me." Sam shuddered.

"What?!?!?! You know him??" Freddie said, astonished.

"Yeah, he was my mom's boyfriend when she had me."

"So he's your dad??" Freddie turned his head.

"I didn't say that."

"Oh…" talk about awkward.

"Why did you have enough sence to jump out of the wheel chair?" Freddie asked, looking at Sam. She looked so, broken, along with her right arm and left leg, now all her limbs were broken, as well as two ribs. She had a black eye and was laying on the bed with her feet held in one of those lift thingies. (Improper, I know, but you will live and I don't know what it is called.)

"Cause I'm a right little genius. I don't know!!!"

"Well no need to get snappy."

"Truth or dare."

"Urg, do I have to play?" Freddie asked, turning to look into the face of the broken girl.

"Yes, truth or dare."

"Dare."

"I dare you to never tell anyone about Howie being my mom's old boyfriend, alright?"

"Okay, truth or dare?"

"Dare. I aint no wimp."

"I dare you to look me in the eyes and tell me you hate me."

"What kinda dare is that???" Sam asked. She did that every day, what could looking in his eyes change?

"The kind I told you to. Go."

Sam found she couldn't do it. It was simply impossible to look into his eyes and feel the hatred for him she had felt all the times before.

But when she closed her eyes, she thought of all the things that he had done that made her think she hated him. Having a stupid crush on Carly all those years, when she saw them dancing in Groovy Smoothies, the 'nasal kiss' and so many other things that when she saw him with the camera reminded her of. He hadn't agreed to be the tech producer for her, he had for Carly. He hadn't held the camera so many times for her, he had for Carly. When she looked into his eyes, she saw that all those times she had been frustrated wasn't because she hated, but quite the opposite. She just felt like punching something, but her left arm was in a cast.

"Well, I'm waiting…" Freddie said, pulling Sam back into the universe that was below.

"I hate the way you make me feel." That was all she said. She was still going to pick on him, find almost every way she could to annoy him, but now something had changed. She realized that he was every bit as tough and strong as her, she realized that he could fight back. But she also realized that he didn't for her. That was something Carly couldn't say. Maybe now, Freddie didn't seem so bad. But he still was the same nub as he always was.

"Fair enough." Freddie said, turning away.

"Freddie?"

"Yeah."

"Why didn't you fight me, all those times?" Sam asked.

"What?"

"Well, you just beat up three grown men, you broke two of my bones, you were tough enough all this time, but you didn't. Why?"

"B- because it would m- make you mad."

"Why would you care if I got mad?"

"Because I want you to be…" Freddie's voice trailed off.

"What? Spit it out, I aint goin' nowhere."

"I want you to be happy." Freddie said, feeling more confident because she was in a bed, she couldn't move, what was the worst she could do. Oh, yeah, she could laugh in his face.

"I want you to be happy too…"

"Freddie? Freddie!!! Oh, my baby boy! Your safe!" Freddie' mom had come in.

"Yeah, mom, I'm fine. I'm better than fine." He said, with a wink at Sam.

"Samantha? Are you doing better?"

"Wha- oh, yeah, I'm good." Sam said, forgetting her real name for a minute.

"Okay"

Okay, so this story really ping ponged around A LOT!! But if you look closer, that was in the plot, because Sam now knows that Freddie could not only beat up her, but three huge dudes in the process. Did you like my seddieness??? I had fun writing it! Wow, this story has been up for three months!!! WOOT WOOT!!!! There may be an epiloge, so tell me what you think!!!!! Oh, review and after that, go read Dr. Weymin's stories. I'm telling you, you won't be disappointed. Oh, and this is the longest chapter out of all my stories!!! Yay!!! Ibreakbones is just a record breaker now aint it? (no pun intended) so, yeah, review and stuff.