Freddie knocked on Carly and Spencer's door, he waited for an answer. The door opened to reveal Carly, she smiled nervously at him

"Hi"

"Hey, is Sam ready yet?" He asked smiling.

"Um no, Sam kinda ran off again" Freddie looked upset and worried.

"Why?" He asked Carly, Carly just looked at the floor and felt her cheeks redden again.

"We had an argument and I said some things that made her upset, then she just left" Freddie felt anger boil inside of him.

"What the hell! Carly why do you always make Sam feel awful? Do you enjoy it? Do you think it makes you better? If you do then just remember it doesn't!" Freddie headed back to the door and left Carly sniffling in her apartment. He ran down the stairs and headed to his car, once he was in he reversed and got out of the parking lot, he then headed towards the 'The Fishermen's Cave'. He knew she'd be there, drowning her sorrows and trying to make a few dollars. Once he arrived he parked his car and headed towards the entrance, when he was inside he could smell tobacco and sweat, not a good combination. He searched the room for her blonde hair but had no luck in spotting her; instead he headed to the bar and ordered a drink for himself. He drained it as soon as it arrived and ordered another, then another and another. Finally he spotted her coming out of a room with a man behind her; she turned around and grabbed the cash in his hand before scuttling away. Freddie suddenly felt sick, sick with the thought that he led her to do that, that he ruined her life. He tried to stand up but the bar was too crowded, Freddie pushed through the crowds and got outside to see her walking down an alley.

"Sam!" He shouted, she turned and when she saw him her eyes widened and a tear dripped down her face. "Sam" He said again, this time only a whisper he could hear. He ran to her and picked her up and cradled her in his chest, she sobbed into him. "Why would you come back here Sam?"

"I don't know" Sam choked out; Freddie rubbed her hair and shushed her.

"Let's get you home"

"No, I don't want to go back to Carly's house, no!" Sam said as she struggled.

"Not there" Freddie promised as he led her to his car, he helped her sit down and then strapped her in. He got into the car and started to drive, he knew the way off by heart. He used to go there all the time, Sam's home. Once they arrived Freddie stopped the car and glanced at Sam, she was staring at the house in front of her with disbelief. Freddie opened his door and walked around to Sam's, he helped her out and then grabbed her hand and led her towards the front door. Instead of knocking he took a key out o his pocket and slid it into the keyhole. The door creaked as it slid open; dust had collected over the years. The furniture was covered with sheets; Sam slowly walked in and looked around.

"You bought it?" Freddie nodded.

"I promised I would, didn't I?"

"Yeah but I didn't think you would"

"Why? Because I destroyed your heart and left you in the cold?" Sam nodded, tears running down her face.

"Yeah because you did that" She whispered, Freddie wiped her tears away with his fingers, he then pushed the hair out of her face and cupped her face with his hands. Sam trembled as he leant towards her, his breath smelt of alcohol, but somehow it was soothing and comforting. Sam felt herself lean in too, soon their lips met and fireworks explode around the house. Sam wrapped her arms around Freddie's neck and deepened the kiss; Freddie wrapped Sam's legs around his waist and pulled her up towards him. He then carried her up stairs to the bedroom, they stayed there for hours making love and holding each other in the moonlight. Freddie told Sam how much he loved her and how he hated himself for leaving her, Sam told him how much it hurt when he was gone and how much she loved him. They slept in till the late afternoon, when they woke they went to a diner and got some lunch. Freddie then drove them to a park, they spent the rest of the afternoon there talking and kissing.

"I have to go" Freddie said as he glanced at his watch.

"Why?" Sam whined stroking his hair.

"Amy will get suspicious"

"Fine, but first can we feed the ducks?" Freddie smiled the small child that lived in Sam, he nodded.

"Okay, but first we have to buy some bread"

"Okay," Sam replied, they stood up and linked arms as they walked towards a little van that sold bread, ice cream and candy. Freddie brought the bread and they headed towards the pond, he handed Sam the bread and she threw it in almost immediately. Freddie sat down on the grass and watched her, her hair was a mess and her clothes were slutty and cheap but Freddie never thought she had looked so beautiful. Once she had finished she came over and Freddie stood up, they walked back towards the car hand-in-hand. When they were driving down the main road Sam suddenly broke the peaceful silence that had been dominating since they had left the park

"Was this a mistake?" Freddie looked at her.

"No, why, do you think it was a mistake?"

"I don't know, to me it wasn't but you're still going back to Amy which meant it was nothing and was probably a mistake"

"Sam I love you not Amy, and I'm only going back to tell her I want a divorce." Sam's head turned sharply towards Freddie her eyes wide with surprise.

"Really?" She whispered.

"Really"