Disclaimer: Please see prologue.

Summary: Sequel to iLove the Dark. How have Sam and Freddie's lives progressed since they got together?

iHave Everything: Epilogue:

18 Years Later:

"I'm going to kill him!" Freddie seethed, his fists clenching as his eyes darkened.

"Freddie," Sam started but her husband cut her off;

"Don't Freddie me! I have every right to be furious." He growled. Sam placed a hand on his shoulder and he turned to her, his face red with anger.

"Don't try to reason with me." He snapped.

"Freddie," Sam repeated, her tone hardening, "I know you're just being protective, but you're overreacting."

"Oh am I?"

"Yes," she placed her other hand on his shoulder, turning him fully towards her. Before she could speak, a frustrated voice sounded from the nearby couch.

"Dad,"

Freddie kept his eyes on Sam as he replied, "You be quiet Madam, speak when you're spoken too."

"Freddie. Mollie, go to your room, I'd like to talk to your father alone."

"Yes Mum," Mollie sighed and stood up, walking reluctantly out of the living room.

Sam pushed Freddie down onto the couch and stood in front of him with her arms crossed.

"Alright, what's the real problem here?"

"Aren't you mad at her?"

"Not really," Sam relaxed and dropped into the seat beside him, resting her head on his shoulder, her fingers brushing his leg.

"What about Daniel?"

"Not really, maybe a tiny bit."

"But they-"

"You know we were only eighteen the first time we had sex."

"That was different!"

"Was it?" Sam chuckled, sitting up to look at him.

"Yes,"

"How so?"

"Because... well..."

"Because I'm not your daughter?"

"I- that has nothing t- ...yeah," Freddie sighed in defeat and slouched down into the settee, throwing an arm around Sam's shoulders.

"She's gotta grow up sometime," Sam turned to face him, resting a hand on his chest and kissing his cheek. He turned his head and kissed her lightly.

"I probably owe Mols an apology don't I?"

"and Daniel?"

"Gah," Freddie groaned and stood up.

"You can apologise to him at the christening tomorrow." Sam stood up after him and draped her arms over his shoulders.

"I can't believe Carly's a grandma," Freddie replied, placing his hands on her hips.

"I can't believe Aimee's a mother."

"I worry about her making Dan and Mollie the Godparents."

"Why?" Sam scrunched her nose up in befuddlement.

"Well," he slid his arms around her waist, pecking her nose, which instantly smoothed out. "What if it gives them ideas? Aimee's been an actress since she was twelve, she never needed to go to college. If Mollie wants to be a doctor, she's going to have to complete her course."

"You worry way too much Freddie, Mollie's got a good head on her shoulders. She'll be fine whatever happens; and if she does decide she wants a baby then we're going to support her."

"Yeah, of course but wh-"

Sam pressed her lips against his, cutting off his response.

"Eurch! People over thirty really should not make out!" Mollie complained when she walked in eight minutes later. Her parents sprang apart and rolled their eyes. Mollie shuffled her feet awkwardly, unsure what to say. Sam nudged Freddie forward.

"I'm sorry I overreacted," he sighed, "You're old enough to make your own decisions, and Sam and I trust you."

"Thanks Daddy," Mollie smiled and walked over to hug him. He kissed the top of her head as Sam beamed proudly at them both.

"However," Freddie whispered, still holding Mollie close, "You can tell Daniel that if he ever hurts you in any way, I'll set your mother on him."

"Yessir," Mollie giggled, reaching out to take Sam's hand and pull her into the hug, "I love you both," she smiled.

"We love you too kiddo," Sam replied, "Why don't you go over to Daniel's flat for dinner and let him know he's still welcome here?"

"Okay," Mollie beamed and kissed Sam's cheek and then Freddie's before toeing on her sandals and bouncing out of the house.

"Why are we sending her to Daniel's?" Freddie queried, perplexed. Sam twined her fingers through his and led him up to their bedroom, closing the door and sitting him on the bed in silence. He watched her draw the blinds and curtains, plunging the room into near-total-darkness and heard her footsteps across the carpet as she returned to him and climbed into his lap.

He grinned.

The End

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