Disclaimer: Please see prologue.
Summary: Sequel to iLove the Dark. How have Sam and Freddie's lives progressed since they got together?
iHave Everything: Chapter 06 - Cravings:
3 Months Later:
Freddie woke to find himself alone in the bed and looked around the room. Sam was nowhere to be seen and the en suite door was wide open, revealing she was not in there either. He frowned and checked the clock – it read 4.20am. He sighed and slipped from the bed, padding across the plush carpet and exiting the room.
"Hey," he smiled when he found Sam sitting at the breakfast bar.
"Hey," she smiled back tiredly, "Baby's kicking, I didn't want to wake you."
He walked over and sat down on the stool beside her.
"Does it hurt?"
"Not really, I promise." She rolled her eyes fondly. He asked every time the baby kicked. She reached for his hand and placed it on her swollen stomach so he slid off the stool and stood behind her, wrapping his other arm around her too. She laid her head back against his shoulder.
"I love you," she murmured sleepily.
"I love you too; I love you both so much." He kissed the back of her head and eased her from the stool, "Let's go back to bed."
She linked her fingers through his and allowed him to tow her from the room. She stopped at the top of the staircase and leant her back again the wall, absently rubbing circles around her stomach with her free hand.
"Are you okay?" Freddie asked, turning to face her.
"Yeah, I just need to catch my breath."
"Want me to carry you?"
"Seriously?" Sam raised an unimpressed eyebrow. "Our room is just there," she pointed at their door, "I'm not completely helpless."
"I was just trying t-"
"Well don't." She shook his hand off and stormed into their room, slamming the door behind her. He rolled his eyes skyward and followed her in.
Sam was already in the bed, lying on her side with her back to him, the blankets pulled up to her chin. He climbed into the bed and threw his arm loosely around her. She said nothing but linked her fingers through his once more and sighed happily. Freddie smiled and closed his eyes, letting sleep reclaim him.
-o-
A week later:
"Jade! Jaaaaaaaaade! JADE! Ja-" Sam abruptly ceased her yelling as Jade hurried into the Benson's living room.
"What's wrong?" Jade asked, blowing a strand of hair out of her face. There was a streak of white paint across her cheek and she was clad in a long-sleeved purple top and black dungarees.
Sam smiled sweetly at her and gestured towards Freddie who was sitting on the opposite side of the sofa with her feet in his lap.
"Will you please tell Freddie that yellow is NOT a neutral colour? We're painting the nursery light green – that's a neutral colour."
Freddie rolled his eyes. "Green is a boyish colour."
"Not light green."
"It's more of a turquoise anyway," Jade cut in in an attempt to head off their argument.
"Turquoise is neutral." Sam stated, crossing her arms over her chest.
"I still think it would be easier if we find out the sex of the baby and then decorate the nursery."
"No, I want to be surprised."
"Fine, fine, we'll paint the nursery green."
"Thank you!" Sam sounded anything but grateful. Jade turned to leave but stopped as the blonde started speaking again.
"Besides, who says that if the baby is a girl she has to have a pink room? I'm a girl and I hate pink."
"You don't hate pink," Freddie retorted, "your dressing gown is pink and you practically live in the thing."
"You bought it for me; in an attempt to turn me into a daffodil no doubt." She spat and Jade groaned, leaving the room before they could drag her into their spat.
"They're still at it then?" Beck asked, setting his roller down and descending the ladder to stand beside Jade.
"Yeah," she sighed, "it's getting worse."
"They'll be okay. I'm still recovering from your pregnancy."
Jade glared and flicked his forehead.
"I mean, not that I minded getting up at four in the morning to make you omelettes with gummy bears in them," he added, wrapping an arm around her waist.
"I'm sure you didn't," Jade retorted.
Beck chuckled and kissed her cheek before climbing back up the ladder to resume covering the wall in a white basecoat.
Jade smiled at him and rolled her eyes as she too picked up her roller.
-o-
Four weeks later:
"You know, sometimes I just hate you so much!" Sam snarled with her hands on her hips.
Freddie sighed resignedly and turned to face her.
"What did I do this time?"
"Don't you take that tone with me!"
"I'm not taking a tone,"
"Yes you are and don't change the subject."
"Sorry, so what's the problem?" he asked, walking over to her.
"You put the fatcakes on the top shelf again. You know I can't reach them up there."
"That's all?"
"That's all? That's all?" Sam's cheeks turned red in her anger and Freddie quickly backtracked. "I just wasn't thinking when I put them away. You could have called me; I would've gotten them down for you."
"You'll get them down for me now! Come along," she turned on her heel and stomped from the room. Freddie gritted his teeth and reminded himself that this was all worth it for their future child.
"Freddie!" He took a deep breath and set off after her.
Reaching the packet of fatcakes down he handed them to Sam who snatched them from his grip and threw herself down into a chair.
"You're welcome," he muttered.
"You just love making me reliant on you don't you?" Sam growled.
"It's alright for you to rely on me Sam, we're engaged for the love of gigabytes."
"Well, I would think it's for the love of each other," She retorted, turning her back on him. Freddie closed his eyes and counted slowly to ten before walking over to her and wrapping his arms around her, kissing her shoulder.
She wriggled out of his hold and turned to him, clearly still aggravated.
"And would you shave that stupid beard off? It makes you look ridiculous and it itches me!"
"You asked me to grow it."
"Well I thought it would make you look sexy but I was wrong!"
"Oh yeah, well you don't exactly look like a model right now either!" Freddie regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth and even more as Sam's face fell, her eyes filling up with tears.
"Sam." He winced as she took a step back from him,
"You know I didn't mean that."
"You think I'm ugly?"
"God no, you'll always be beautiful."
"Really?"
"Really." He held his arms out invitingly.
"...okay." she sniffled, nestling into his chest. He held her tightly, with his nose buried in her hair until her tears dried completely and then he kissed her forehead before turning to leave.
"Freddie." Sam wrapped a hand around his arm, stopping him.
"Yeah?" he tucked her hair behind her ears.
"You're the best okay, don't ever let me tell you otherwise."
"Okay," he chuckled, placing a soft kiss on her nose. She grinned and wound one arm around his neck, tugging his head down to hers and kissing him enthusiastically on the lips.
Eventually Freddie tried to break the kiss, taking a step back from her but he found that Sam simply followed his movements, flinging her other arm around his neck as well. He laughed against her mouth and she finally pulled away, leaning back to look up at him;
"Why are you laughing?"
Freddie shrugged and picked her up bridal style.
"You want me." He murmured against her ear. For a moment Sam looked like she might argue but then she lowered her eyes and looked up at him through her lashes, "You're right, I want you, right now." One corner of her mouth lifted into a smirk as Freddie's eyes glazed over and he swallowed audibly.
"Okay, right now." He nodded and began speed-walking to the stairs, hurrying as fast as he could with Sam in his arms and rushing into their bedroom.
Sam laughed gleefully as he placed her on the bed and darted away to slam the door shut. He was back beside her in seconds, trailing hot kisses across her collar bone.
She giggled and Freddie moaned.
I apologise for the fact this chapter is suck-ish, especially as it's taken so long to get here but... there it is; hopefully the next chapter will be up sooner :)