Sam POV:

I felt myself flying through the air. The loud screams of air were rushing through my head and against my body. Suddenly, I felt myself become pressed into a body. Then there was this weird feeling that I can't explain because it was so weird, but it felt like I was merging with myself..? Anyways, I suddenly feel backwards. I opened my eyes and felt salty water start to burn my eyes. I opened my mouth to scream, but I started to swallow water and lose oxygen. I flailed my arms around trying to get up, but I couldn't move for some reason. I felt myself slowly starting to get dizzy and lose consciousness.

I felt hands grab my arms and pull me out of the water. I gasped for air as I came up. I grabbed onto the person who had helped me out of the water. I felt hands patting my back. I coughed up water and sighed. Arms encircled my waist and lifted - no dragged, my out of the ocean. I felt myself lie down on a beach towel. My eyes closed and I slowly lost consciousness.

...~*~...

I slowly blinked my eyes open and glanced around me. I noticed I was laying in a bed in a hotel room. I slowly sat up, but my head suddenly started to ache. I groaned and fell back down against the bed. "Sam?" a voice asked. I felt a hand on my forehead, probably checking my temperature. "You okay?"

I groaned. "What's going on?" I groaned.

"Well, we were at the beach and you passed out into the water. You stayed underneath and I at first thought you were playing around, but I quickly noticed you weren't faking. I helped you out of the water and well, you lost consciousness. I called 911. They asked if you were breathing and stuff, and I said yes to everything. They then told me to take you to the hotel and let you rest. So, I guess that's it," the voice, a man's voice that is, said.

I coughed and rolled onto my side. "I have to stop her," I muttered.

"Stop who? Sam, what are you talking about?"

I groaned again and rolled onto my stomach. "Stop her..."

"Sam, can you stop saying that? It's been freaking me out for the past hour."

...~*~...

I woke-up yet again, but this time it was very dark in the room. I rolled onto my right side and saw a body laying next to me. I sat up quickly and was about to start whacking it with a pillow when I noticed it was actually Freddie. "Freddie?" I whispered with shock.

Freddie rolled onto his side and looked over at me. "Mhmm..." he murmured.

"You're okay?" I asked.

"Am I okay?" he said while laughing a little. "I should be asking if you're okay."

"Me?"

"Yeah, don't you remember. You suddenly passed out into the water. You started to drown and I had to pull you out," he told me.

I lay there and blinked my eyes, trying to remember. "I don't remember," I said after a while.

Freddie sighed. "Well, are you feeling better? The hospital told me to every now and then make sure you're breathing fine. So, are you?"

"Um.. Yeah, I guess," I answered.

"Good," he said. I felt him scoot closer to me. He wrapped an arm around my waist and slowly fell back to sleep.

I sighed and rested my head and his shoulder. "I missed you," I whispered, mainly to myself. "I'm glad I have you again." I closed my eyes and slowly fell asleep.

...~*~...

I sat on the hotel bed and watched Freddie packing clothes into suitcases. "The plane doesn't leave till six o'clock, so what do you want to do until then?" Freddie asked me while turning around to look at me. "And, could you possibly help me pack?"

I groaned. "But I don't wanna pack," I complained. Freddie rolled his eyes at me. "And I'm hungry. We should get pizza or something."

"Pizza?"

"Fine, pineapple pizza. Let's get in the Hawaiian mood," I told him.

Freddie laughed and rolled his eyes at me. "Alright, fine. We'll get some pineapple pizza. We'll also go shopping and get the kids and Gibsons some souvenirs."

"OK," I said. I jumped up and ran over to Freddie and wrapped my arms around him. "Did I ever tell you how much I loved you?" I asked him.

"Fifty million times today," Freddie said while looking down at me. "What's gotten into you? You've never been this lovable. Even on our honeymoon you kept calling me rude names and you kept punching me."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Maybe I swallowed too much water to where I've become nice to you or something," I told him with a smirk on my face.

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that's it."

I smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "Love ya," I said sweetly.

"What have you done with my wife?" Freddie asked while grabbing my shoulders. I slapped him across the face. He groaned and put his hand across his face. "I've found her," he murmured.

I smiled at him. "Aww, is little Freddie hurt?" I playfully shoved his shoulder. "Does he want a wittle kissy to make it all better?" I asked.

"Sure," he said while rubbing his cheek.

I wrapped my arms around and his neck and kissed him lightly on the cheek. I pulled back and kissed him on the lips. I pushed him against the wall. I bit down on his lip and soon slipped my tongue into his mouth. He groaned and wrapped his arms around my waist. After a bunch of minutes of making-out, I pulled away. "Did the wittle kissy-wissy make it all better?" I asked him.

He groaned. "Definitely," he said.

I smirked and kissed him on the cheek. "Time to go get mama some pineapple pizza," I told him.

...~*~...

I stared out the window of the plane. I stared down at the ocean water. I sighed and looked over at Freddie, who was fast asleep. I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. I grabbed his hand and rested my head on his shoulder. "I missed you so much," I whispered as I slowly fell asleep.

...~*~...

We got off the plane and drove back home. Freddie was busy humming to himself on the ride and I was staring out the window. We finally got home and we put the bags into the house. We then left the house and went to Carly and Gibby's home-store-thing. We finally got there and I started banging on the front door. The door flew open and Carly stood there. Her hair was an insane mess with it sticking in every direction. She had dark circles under her eyes and I could tell she was tired. She blinked, rubbed her eyes, yawned, and then noticed it was me and Freddie.

She practically screamed at the top of her lungs as she hugged us. She grabbed me first and held onto me tightly. Then she hugged Freddie for a while. Finally, she squealed again and hugged us at the same time. "Someone's excited to see me," I said to her.

She rolled her eyes. "I'm glad to see both of you! That way you can take your demons away from my house! Do you know how many times Liz called me an old lady? Or Jason ignoring me completely? And -"

My hand flew over Carly's mouth. "Don't worry, Carls, they do that all the time," I said with a smile.

Carly moved my hand off her mouth. "I'm not used to it! Next time, find someone else to babysit your demons!" Carly sighed. "Anyways, come in."

I smiled and walked into their house-store-thing and I saw Liz sprawled out on the couch asleep. Carly whispered to me, "She's just like you when you were her age. Always lying all over my couch." I rolled my eyes. Ruby and Jena were playing card in the kitchen with Matt. Carly told me Jason and Max were upstairs playing a video game that included killing people. I asked her which one and she shrugged her shoulders.

"Time to go home kiddos!" I shouted. Liz jumped off the couch and glared at me. "You woke me up!" she growled angrily.

Yeah, so sorry for the long wait. I promise that I'll TRY to update soon. There's a few more chapters left. No Abigail won't die you rude murdering people. :P lol.

Anyways, sorry for the fillerness of this chapter. Maybe next one will be more exciting?

~InsaneBlueberry~