A/N: I had a great intro started yesterday after the one chapter. I hope this chapter is less confusing and even more fun to read. And please, please, please review because it's fun, fun, fun for me. Since I am super duper busy most of the time, it is super motivation. Thanks—S.K.

Ch. 4 Uninvited

I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited

But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it

I'd hoped you'd see my face, and that you'd be reminded

That for me it isn't over.

"Hey! What are you doing here?" Sam said hugging her best friend.

"I texted her and Freddie that we were hanging out." Gibbie said.

"You told Freddie?" Sam said a little annoyed just as Freddie and Charlie walked in. "Great… Time to go. You're so lucky I don't do violence anymore." She stood up trying to leave.

"Sam, sit down." Carly pulled her back down to her seat she whispered. "You are so not over Freddie, and I don't really think he is with Charlie because she has something you don't have. Help him remember why he is always entering failed relationships with chicks that look just like you."

Sam looked at Carly incredulously. "What?"

"They are all blond and blue eyed, the only difference is in their personality. You haven't seen him in years, but while he was in college, I'd stop by while I was on tour. I'd meet them and soon after I'd meet them he'd break up with them." Carly said leaning back sipping on a water. "Then he breaks up with them for the stupidest things."

Sam sat back wanting to hear more. "Like what?"

"One, right after you left for LA, she was new to Seattle from Northridge."

"A Northridge girl? And LA Northridge girl?"

Carly giggled, "Yeah, and that is why he broke up with her. Because she was from LA."

"What was wrong with her?"

"Nothing…" Carly said, "Then there was Alina."

"Ick… I hate names that start with 'A' "

"That was the reason he gave for breaking up with her." Sam quirked an eyebrow and Carly continued, "Then Heather was too weak, and Laura was too nice, and Hannah was a vegetarian."

"Well he's gonna marry Charlie… What's her deal?"

"I don't know I haven't actually seen him in over a year. I think I reminded him that whomever he was with wasn't you, and it totally warps his view of the women he is with."

Truthfully, neither Sam nor Carly ever really liked Freddie's girlfriends. This was the deal even before he and Sam were ever an item. Charlie was no different. Sam looked at Charlie through the hair in her bangs. Her long lashes fluttering when she saw Freddie nibble at Charlie's neck.

She had not been any better at moving on; not that she hadn't tried. It was something magnetic about that nub's personality that she couldn't ignore. No matter how much she rationalized the reasons for that first break up, her heart just could not listen…

- Sam and Freddie tried to be together again after her Series offer. They just kept it to themselves, mainly for Carly's sake. It was hard enough for her to go through one break up with them. If they didn't work out again, it could really hurt their friendship.

One night, they had snuck off together while Carly was on a date with some dude or another that she had met at the mall. She was joining his band as their lead singer and spending a lot of time with him. Carly was excited, more excited than she had ever been. And Sam and Freddie were happy for her.

This night, however, Sam and Freddie contemplated on where they were going with their friendship and romantic relationship. Their cheeks were flushed and their lips swollen from the voracious kisses they had been shearing moments before. Sam snuggled her naked form closer to Freddie's. Freddie had never seen Sam's room before. Kind of shocked at how neat it actually was. When he had first entered his surprise must have registered on his face, because Sam simply said. "I don't spend enough time in here for my room to get dirty."

Now he is lying in her twin bed, with Sam pressed flush against him. Every little movement she made excited him, so when she began to snuggle, his entire body reacted. "Hey nub, it's past your curfew." Sam said as she looked at her useless alarm clock.

"Sam don't move." He whispered, "I can't go right now." Sam looked up at him and saw the pain on his face. She smirked.

"I could molest you right now and take care of that for you."

"You could… and I'd like that." Freddie said, "I'm already late, and you already broke the law."

"I have never been shy about bending the rules before." Sam moved her self astride Freddie. He moves his hands to her naked hips as she kisses him while reaching for his spare condom.

She places the condom on his awakened little friend and lowers herself upon him. They moan together as the finally connect. Freddy makes love to Sam firmly and gently well into the hour. Sam couldn't help but think of what a perfect way this was to start her birthday. It was the beginning of her adulthood; the beginning of her freedom. She allowed her seventeen-year-old boyfriend to flip them so that she lay. Her whole body shivered when he took charge of this.

They collapsed together at the end. Freddie kissed her and whispered softly in her ear. "Happy birthday."

Sam turned her head and kissed his lips sweetly. "We can't work this out once I'm gone can we?"

"Hmm?" Freddie said half asleep on the bed. "Sure we can…"

Sam looked at Freddie, ran fingers through his hair, and then reached in her nightstand. She took the contract out of the drawer. She looked at it, then looked at Freddie and threw the contract in the wastebasket next to her bed. Then she snuggled up next to Freddie and fell asleep.

Later that morning, Freddie woke up with a smile on his face. He looked at Sam sleeping beside him and smiled. He got up quietly and began to get dressed. He picked up his pants and his phone dropped out of the pocket over near the wastebasket. After putting on his pants he went to pick up his phone and spotted the contract. He took it out and read it.

"Sam!" Freddie said shaking her awake.

"Freddifer, if you keep going I will not be responsible for what I do."

"Of course It would be my fault. Just like everything that goes wrong and every missed opportunity will be my fault too?"

"Lady what are you yammering on about?" Sam said sitting up in bed and stretching.

"Why did you throw your Contract away?"

"I thought…" Sam started.

"Sam you think I want to be responsible for you missing a once in a lifetime opportunity? I mean what if we don't work out? What if we break up tomorrow, or next week, next month even?"

Sam was taken aback, she wasn't thinking about ending this, or what if it ended. She didn't want to think about it. But he obviously was. She took the contract from him. "My life is my prerogative Benson. So since you are so sure this isn't going to last, How about this ends right now. Get the hell out of my life Freddie."

"Gladly." Freddie picked up his things and walked out of her bedroom and past Pam, who was shocked that this boy was coming out of her daughter's room.

She heard Sam scream in a rage. Pam looked in the room and saw her naked daughter collapse in a heap of tears on the floor. Pam walked into the room and took the sheet from the bed and wrapped Sam up in it. Then she just kind of held her and rocked her. It had been a long time since she had been able to do that. Sam sometimes seemed like a wild little animal to her. She supposed that was her fault, but she couldn't take to see her baby hurting.

Sam cried for an hour in her mother's arms. At first because of Freddie, then for gratitude, and because she missed having her mother. "Sammy," Pam whispered. "He loves you, you know. He is thinking about your future, even if you aren't."

Sam sat back and looked at her mother. "What do you know about my future?"

"I know you have a bright one. You don't have to tell me what you have planned, you're an adult." Pam said standing up and she pointed out of the bedroom door. "I heard you two arguing, and that boy doesn't want you throwing that away for him. You give that, whatever it is up, you will hate him for it. So I suggest you clean up, and get out of this room. Move on to whatever it is that you are going to do with your life, otherwise, this pain you are feeling would have been for nothing." With that Pam walked out of Sam's room.

Sam looked at the contract on her bed. She knew exactly what it said, she had read it so many times. She flipped to the signature page, and signed her life into action.

Sam tried to Focus again on Carly, she was still talking about Charlie. "Just… she drove me crazy this afternoon, all the questions…." Carly said trying to keep her own annoyance to herself. "Oh God, It's a nightmare."

"Why do you care? We don't ever see him."

"Because he is our friend, and we want him to be happy and we both know the only person that can do that for him."

"Nah, He made a sacrifice for me once," Sam said softly, "I owe him that opportunity in return. Let him be happy with whom he chooses. This isn't about us anymore."

Carly sits silently, impressed with Sam's Maturity. "Okay."

Sam smiles and gives Carly a hug and a smile. "God I miss you… when are you coming on the show…"