Sam POV:

I stood in the kitchen looking through the fridge trying to find something. I squinted my eyes and saw a bag of chicken. I grabbed it and put it on the table and started to eat it. I walked into the living room and saw Freddie watching the news channel. I walked over to the couch and sat down and propped my feet up on his lap. "I'm bored of the news," I told him.

He rolled his eyes at me. "And I'm bored of your complaining."

"I'm bored of you talking back to me."

"I'm bored of -"

"Mom!" Liz shouted running into the room. "There's some lady at the door asking for you and dad."

I glanced over at Freddie and he looked at me. We both stood up and walked to the door. A lady in a black dress stood there with a notepad and pen in her hands. "Um...," I said glancing at her.

She extended a hand. "I'm Nancy Lewis from the Seattle Times. I'm a news reporter and I'm here to talk to the both of you," she said. Freddie and I both uncertainly shook her hand.

"What about?" I asked her.

"I'm here to talk to you both about Lime Software and about the death of Mr. Zeke Carter's death. We are also here to talk to you about what you think of Green Apple Phones," Nancy said while smiling. I was tempted to slap her smile off her face because it was so annoying.

"Um, sure," Freddie said. "Come in. We can go to the uh.. living room," he told her.

She nodded and walked into the room with us. We both sat down on the couch while Nancy sat on the chair. She opened her notebook and started writing things down. I noticed she already had a long list of questions and I mentally groaned. I glanced at Freddie and noticed him shifting uncomfortably in his seat. So I slapped his stomach hoping that would make him look calm. He then glared at me.

"First question, what do you think about Mr. Zeke Carter's death a few weeks ago? Did you think it was shocking? Unbelievable? Or what exactly?" Nancy asked us.

"Well, I thought it was rather shocking," Freddie started. "I never actually thought someone would come out and shoot him. He and I didn't really get along because of the fight between his company and mine, but I was still shocked."

I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Do you have any idea who might have shot him?"

"I really don't," Freddie said. "I've never met anyone violent in Lime, so it would be very hard to guess who did kill him."

Abigail! I practically screamed in my head. "I dunno.."

"This is a question about Lime, Green Apple, and Pear," Nancy said. Freddie nodded his head, obviously worried. "Many people think that the Lime Software is becoming a monopoly. Obviously your company has asked Pear to shut down because of danger issues and slow connections, but wouldn't that still be considered a monopoly? I have also heard that your company has been discussing to get Green Apple shut down. What do you think of this?"

Freddie stared at her in shock. "I... Lime isn't a monopoly. We only wanted Pear shut down because of danger issues. We also talked to a few lawyers about this, and they also agreed. As for Green Apple, I don't know about the talk for it being shut down. I've been on vacation for two weeks, so I don't know anything about this."

Nancy grinned. "Interesting. So Lime isn't a monopoly or are you just saying this to make it seem like you aren't so you won't get in trouble from the law and get shut down entirely?"

"We aren't a monopoly. It's only Pear we want gone. We have a rivaling company called Green Apple. There's also Fast Connections, Silver Dash, and Doors companies. We aren't trying to be a monopoly," Freddie said in his annoying business voice.

After a long boring argument between Freddie and Nancy, Nancy finally left smiling and looking all happy. She shook Freddie's hand. "Thank you for the lovely interview," she said to him. "I'm so glad we had this little chat."

Freddie had a fake grin on his lips as he said goodbye to her.

After she was gone, Freddie started frowning. "That bitch," he growled angrily. "Calling my company a monopoly! We're not a monopoly! Pear is the damn monopoly!"

I grinned and playfully punched his shoulders trying to calm him down. "Wow," I said smiling. "I've never heard you curse two times in four sentences. This is a brand new record! High-five!" I lifted my hand up for a high-five, but he never high-fived me back. I frowned at him.

Freddie glared at me. "Ha ha ha," he said sarcastically. "Can you just not make annoying comments. I'm in a bad mood." He turned away from me and walked off.

I glared at him and shouted, "I'm always in a bad mood!"

"No you're not!"

I grumbled something under my breath and walked back into the kitchen.

...~*~...

I climbed into the car with Ruby in the backseat. She was eating a cheeseburger and fries. I finally got to Carly and Gibby's and pulled into a parking spot. I got out of the car and helped Ruby out. We walked into the store door and I saw Carly sitting on the counter eating ice cream. "Hey, Sam," she mumbled as she continued eating.

"I'm pretty sure your costumers don't want to walk in here and see you eating an ice cream cone," I told her.

"Some of them might," she said winking suggestively at me.

"Perv," I mumbled. Carly laughed and hopped off the counter while Ruby looked at us both in confusion. Yeah, she's a genius but I haven't had the talk with her yet. Nor will I for a few years.

"Anyways, Mrs. Benson," Carly said to me. "You can go ahead and get started." She looked at Ruby. "Why's she here?"

I shrugged my shoulders.

"I'll take her to the house so she can watch TV and stuff," Carly said.

Carly walked towards the door to her house with Ruby eating her cheeseburger right behind her.

I sighed and walked behind the counter and leaned down on it.

...~*~...

Business was super slow that day. I actually fell asleep. It might have been because I hadn't slept at all the night before or the fact that I get tired easily or both. Carly had to wake me up ten times and I could tell she was getting very annoyed with me. She was always glaring at me for sleeping on the job.

"Sam," Carly yelled as she skipped down the stairs and almost fell at the bottom step. "You can leave now."

"Why would I want to leave my wonderful job where I can't sleep?" I grumbled to her. She rolled her eyes at me. "I'm leaving," I said. "Freddie picked up Ruby already, right?"

"Yup," Carly said while smiling. "He said he took her to his job so she could hang out there yet again."

"Good," I said. I climbed onto the counter and lied down on it, stretching my body out.

"Sam!" Carly complained angrily. "Don't do that!"

I rolled my eyes. "Oh. So I can't lay on the counter but you can sit on it? Makes so much sense," I said while closing my eyes to go to sleep.

Carly grumbled something about me being annoying.

...~*~...

I sat in the living room at my house (yeah, I finally decided to go home). I was flipping through the channels when someone knocked on the door. I lazily got up and walked towards it. I opened the door and saw Abigail standing there with a plate of food. I was about to slam the door in her face when I smelled chicken. "Hey, Sam!" she said smiling at me. I think she was hoping I'd be dead because I could tell she was shocked that I was standing there.

"Abigail," I said fake-grinning. "It's a pleasure seeing you."

"Oh shut up," she said shoving the plate in my hands. "This is for Freddie and your stupid family."

I glared at her. "Don't talk about my family like that, bitch."

"Don't call me a bitch."

"Do you want to get arrested for hiring an assassin to kill me?"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. You tried to kill me."

"I didn't!"

Abigail glared at me and smacked me across the face. I gasped and started to drop the plate when I decided to throw it at her. The greasy chicken flew everywhere and drops of grease fell onto her. I laughed and she glared at me. I noticed she was bleeding and I realized that the plate had been glass.

"Bitch," she whispered. She jumped up and her hand wrapped itself around my throat. She started to squeeze so I grabbed hers and threw her against the wall. She groaned and let go of my throat.

I was about to kick her when she opened the door and ran out of the house. I glared at her as she jumped into her car and drove off. I walked into the bathroom and cleaned myself. I made sure to put make-up on my throat so no one could see the finger marks.

...~*~...

"So, Abigail told me that she came over to the house today," Freddie said while crawling into our bed. I lied down next to him and sighed. "Did it go okay?" he asked me.

I sighed again. "It was okay I guess," I told him while rolling onto my side to look at him.

"She said you tried to kill her."

I laughed playfully. "Why would she say that? She was just checking to see if I needed any help unpacking. I told her I didn't need any," I told him.

He looked at me with his pretty brown eyes. "Sam, she had cut marks on her arms." He reached out and his fingers moved along my neck taking make-up off it. "And you have bruises on your neck." I glared at him and rolled over onto my other side, looking away from him. "Please don't get angry," he said putting his hand on my waist.

I sighed and closed my eyes. "Goodnight," I said to him.

I can't believe this story is almost over! I just have a few more chapters left! I know that's kind of shocking. Wouldn't this be over after the whole Freddie gets shot and Sam goes back in time to save him and blah blah blah? Well, no. There's still a lot more to come. I'd say that this will be maybe... 25 chapters? I know it will be more than 20.

And Abigail won't die. :P

Anyways, what will happen next? When will Sam tell Freddie she can see the future? When will I write the lovely epilogue? Also, make sure you check out the new poll on my page. It's about what you want to see from me next. There's a prequel that will most likely be coming out after this is over. It'll be after one month when this is over so that way I can write 5-10 chapters so I can update once a week. Confusing, but I'll explain more in a PM if you ask.

I also need a beta, so go ahead and PM me if you want to be one. I'm looking for three. Grammar, spelling, in-characterness, consistency, and feeling. If you're good at any of these, please PM me and you may be my new beta and get story updates sooner than usual! :D

~InsaneBlueberry~

P.S. I got this chapter out in like.. a few week! Not one month! Woot!