iSurrogate

(Sam's POV)

(3 more months later)

The baby was finally almost here. It's been 9 months. I'd been living with Carly and Gibby for the last 3 months. Thin walls are better than heartbreaking decisions. Plus, I finally learned to drown it out. Paperview porn. They're paying for it, not me. Plus it's funny hearing Carly yelling about Gibby watching porn when she has 'it all' according to her. I felt weird all morning. Like my stomach felt heavy and I had to sit down a lot. Then I felt some liquid trickle down the leg of my pants.

"Carls...Carls!" I yelled. I think it was time. She and Gibby came running with suitcases filled with my clothes. They'd had them packed ever since I moved in.

"We know that scream. Let's get to the hospital!" Gibby yelled. He carried the bags as Carly helped me into the car.

That was the single worst car ride ever. First off, Gibby drives extremely slow so I had multiple contractions in the car. Plus, having a bowling ball for a stomach and trying to sit in a prius wasn't a smart idea. When we got there a nurse immediately wheeled me off to a labor room. Gibby and Carly followed as I got into a hospital gown and hooked up to an IV. Dr. Carlson came in moments later to check on my progress.

"3 centimeters. It'll be a while. I'll be back in an hour to check on your progress." He left the room as Carly gave me some ice chips. I wanted real food. Unfortionately, that was beyond my control. Gibby actually helped out when I had a contraction. He and Carly made me go to lamaze classes so I could focus on breathing. How hard is it to breathe to the tune of twinkle twinkle little star? Seriously, and for $300? No thanks.

About 7 hours of pure pain and misery passed by before I was 9 centimeters and almost ready to push. Labor sucked majorly. The epidural helped a little, but not much. I still felt a lot. After I'd just had a huge contraction, there was a knock on the door. Carly got up and opened it. She went outside to talk to the person. I was thinking it was Spencer. Never in a million years would I have guessed it was Freddie. I sunk into the bed more before they both came in. Awkward silence.

"Carly, Gibby, can we have a minute alone?" Freddie politely asked. The couple nodded and politely left the room.

"I feel bad, Sam. I'm sorry about that night. It's just...I care about you a lot. Your decision affects this whole affair. It affects my future. Nevertheless, out future."

"What future? You think after that o-"

"I knew it was a long shot. But please, don't even think about it right now. You've got bigger things to worry about. Again, I'm sorry."

"I know, and I'm sorry too for snapping and pushing you. I guess my hormones got the best of me again. Look, I'm glad you came. Will you stay? Please? I told you I'd have a definite decision after the baby's born."

"Of course I'm staying. What kind of friend would I be if I just left?" He held my hand as another contraction surged through.

"Breathe...breathe..." It went away and I eased pressure off his hand. But still held it. Dr. Carlson came back in.

"I think this may be it...Yup, 10 centimeters. Let's go have a baby." They wheeled my bed into a delivery. Everyone had to put on blue aprons and masks as I pushed. Have you ever felt like you're trying to blow a St. Bernard out your ass? No? Well, this is 10 times worse. Especially the crowning part.

"Ok Sam, push!" Dr. Carlson coached. About 3 big pushes later and there was a baby crying. I threw my head back onto my pillow, panting and sweating as the doctors took her away to be cleaned.

"You did it!" Freddie exclaimed as he kissed my forehead.

"Thank you...thank you so much Sam." Carly cried as she kissed my forehead. Gibby did the same as he was crying. They looked over at the nurses and Dr. Carlson wrapping the baby in a blanket as they cut the umbilicol cord.

"You're welcome Carls. I hope you like her." I spoke softly as the doctors brought her back. They handed her to Carly. Carly and Gibby cuddled with their little girl as they came up with a name.

"What's her name?" Freddie asked as they handed her to me.

"Samantha." Carly said.

"Wait, seriously? You're naming her after me?" I almost burst out crying.

"Of course! You're our best friend and you did us the biggest favor by giving birth to her."

"Yeah, thanks babe. We couldn't do it without ya. Could you hold her while we make some phone calls?" Gibby said while putting his arm around Carly.

"Of course." I held Samantha close to me as they left the room. Then I gave her to Freddie. He took the baby in his arms and cuddled her. Paternal instincts must've always been there with him. Especially with not having a dad of his own to guide him and be a rolemodel.

"Freddie, I made my decision and...I can't. I'm sorry, but my answer's no. Little Sam here needs me. I'm so sorry, but I can't move with you to Tulsca." He sighed and looked down at the baby and handed her back to me.

"I understand. But I still have to move. My job needs me. I'm gonna miss you, Sam. So much." He cupped my face and gave me a sweet and soft kiss for about 10 seconds before picking up his backpack.

"But I'll visit a lot. Christmas, Easter and of course Thanksgiving!" I reassured him. He half-smiled, but I knew he was crumbling on the inside.

"Thanks Sam. I'll see you soon, hopefully." He walked out of the room. Metaphoricly, he walked out of my life, again. Carly and Gibby came back in and took little Sam to the nursery. It killed me I couldn't tell Freddie the truth. What is the truth? Well, the day he came back from New York for the weekend before he officially moved in, we went back to his hotel and slept together. Yup, no protection, no planning, we just did it spontaneously. Never in my life have I wanted to repeat something I've done like that.

Another truth? Before the surrogacy thing, I was already pregnant. Freddie was the father. I knew if I told him he'd stay. But Pear was making him relocate again to Tulsca otherwise he'd lose his job. He had to go. Plus Carly and Gibby wanted a baby so bad. I knew they'd give her a good life. Something I couldn't give her. Even though it hurt so much to give her up, it was the right thing to do. Giving my daughter to my best friends wasn't the hardest decision I ever made, Actually, it was the easiest. I don't regret it one bit. I can never tell them my secret. It'd break their hearts and Freddie's. I wish I could've gone to Tulsca with Freddie. I didn't wanna admit it, but each day we lived together, I felt like we were a couple. We could've gotten married and had a family. But I can't leave little Sam. Not now, especially since she's the only piece of Freddie I have until I see him again.

She's the only piece of him I'll probably have ever again because I lied. I'm not going to Tulsca to visit Freddie, ever. It'd be too hard to say goodbye again. And right now, I'm just not ready to say goodbye to little Sam. One day, Freddie and I will cross pathes again. We always have. When that day comes, I'll be ready to start a life with him. Until then, I have little Sam and my best friends. And that's all I need.

(A/N: THE END! I know I left room open for a sequal. Should I do one? Or maybe someone else would? Review and let me know! Thank you guys SO much for reading! See you soon.)