Next chapter! Thanks to the reviewers!

'Insert very clever sarcastic disclaimer here' in other words I don't own.

"What? Sam are you serious?"

"No, I just thought it'd be funny to tell you I was, you know?" Sam said annoyed. She looked over at Freddie. He gave a warning look the kind a pre-school teacher gives to a child when he's refusing to sit in the naughty corner.

She sighed she had better apologise for being what she was sure Freddie would call 'too sarcastic in a serious situation'

"Sorry Carly. I shouldn't have snapped at you and yeah, yes I am pregnant."

"Sorry Sam. I was just kind of shocked. I mean I was expected you to say you had food poisoning from uncooked chicken or something."

Their was an awkward silence over the phone for about a minute till Carly spoke again.

"Is Freddie the father?" Carly asked slightly unsure.

"Of course he is, what do you think I am?!" Sam said bitterly.

"Why don't' you just tell her you'll speak later, kay?" Freddie whispered knowing Sam wasn't in the greatest of moods. And no doubt after Carly put the phone down he'd have to answer to an irritable Sam.

"Sorry Carly, I'm just really tired okay. Can I speak to you later?" Sam asked. Freddie was a bit taken aback by Sam's apology, but she was speaking to Carly and Carly was usually the only person that did ever get a sorry out of Sam.

"Sure – it's ok."

"Bye,"

"Bye Sam and you know I'm here if you need me, kay?" Carly said

Sam smiled.

"Course. Bye Carls!"

"Bye."

Sam ended the call and put her phone down.

"So, are you going to go?" Sam asked Freddie.

"Oh you want to get rid of me?" He said pulling his hand away from hers and getting up.

"No, no I didn't mean that!" Sam said grabbing his arm. She didn't want him to leave her. The house was empty because, her mum was on a late shift at the store. If Freddie went she'd be by herself not that it had bothered her before, but she just didn't want to be alone today.

He turned around and grinned at her.

"But you told me to go?" He said smiling.

"Fine then, go." She said getting up and closing the curtains. She pushed passed Freddie and curled up on her bed closing her eyes. Even though she did want him to stay she was too stubborn to tell him outright.

"I was joking." Freddie said "My mum would freak, but I'll stay if you want me too."

"No it's fine, you can go." She said her eyes still shut.

Sam could her Freddie's shuffling footsteps and smiled when she felt his arms wrap around her waist. She leaned into him and slowly nodded off.

"Night." Freddie whispered.

Freddie had left early the next morning after listening to about 12 concerned voicemails from his mum – one of her even threatening to call the police. He'd left a note for Sam. She was fast asleep when he woke up. She looked so peaceful he didn't want to wake her. She deserved a good night's sleep.

Sam was sat in the kitchen watching her mum eat cereal. She'd decided she was going to have to tell her mum the news too. Mrs Puckett was watching Sam from the corner of her eye. She'd realised Sam glancing at her every minute or so.

"Sam, what's wrong?" She asked straight up startling her daughter.

"Oh err… I… I need to talk to you mum." Sam said. She was caught of guard with her mum's question. She didn't think her mum had noticed her constant glances.

Mrs Puckett had a stony look on her face and Sam hadn't even told her anything yet. Sam was about to speak when her mum stopped her.

"You're pregnant aren't you." She said quietly.

Sam was startled again with her mum's sudden question which was in this case completely right.

"What how… yeah I…I am, but how did you know?" Sam stuttered.

"I knew it. It's the only thing that comes after a daughter telling her mum that she needs to talk." Sam was quiet for a moment. " And that was how I told my mum when I was pregnant with you." Mrs Puckett said.

"So…" Sam said waiting for her mum's reaction.

"You're not going to keep it are you?" Her mum asked.

"Well, I…I don't know Freddie wants me to but…"

"Freddie that boyfriend of yours, he's the father right?"

Sam nodded.

"Don't listen to him. Don't let him pressure you into anything Sam. That's the mistake I made and I don't want you to make the same one."

Sam took a moment to take in the information. So she was a mistake to her mum?

"So I was a mistake. You didn't really want to have me?"

"Sam I didn't mean it like that. I really do love you even though sometimes you probably doubt it very much, but I was your age and I'm sure you think this babies going to be really hard and maybe a burden on you. That's what I thought. But I let you dad talk me into keeping the baby only for him to leave me." She added bitterly.

"So you don't think I should keep the baby?" Sam asked

Her mum shook her head.

Sam looked down at the leaflet she'd picked up from the chemist on her way back from school. It read Pregnancy – Abortion. She'd read the telephone number at the bottom of the page hundreds of times, but hadn't had the guts to ring it. She hadn't told Freddie anything about her intentions and she was planning on keeping it that way. Carly had to practically drag him home after school so he'd let Sam walk alone, so she could pick up the leaflet.

Sam thought her decision over one more time. Her mum's words were circling her head. She definitely didn't want to have a child and then it be the biggest mistake of her life, which according to her mum it would be. But then what if keeping the baby was one of the best things she ever did and if she got rid of it she'd never know would she? She thought about Freddie. He was furious when she mentioned abortion last time, but surely it'd be the best option for him too. He would be tied down if he became a father and without a doubt it would mess up his education.

Sam dialled the number on her cell phone. She pressed the call button and waited for someone to pick up. She tried to push all the thoughts out of her head. While waiting for someone to answer.

"Hello you're through to Seattle Grace abortion Clinic. How can I help you?" The sickeningly sweet voice of the receptionist rang through Sam's ears.

Sam's thoughts quickly drifted off to how would react when she told him, but then she remembered her mum's words again 'Don't let him pressure you into anything.' Her mum was right this was her decision it would be her carrying and giving birth to the child, so Freddie's opinion didn't really count that much did it?

She completely forgot the fact that she was on the phone until the receptionist spoke again in her over cheerful voice.

"Hello, hello this is Se-"

"Uh yeah, Hi sorry. I…I want to." Sam took a deep breath. "I mean I'd like to book an abortion - for as soon as possible please." She added hastily.

So I have a question do you guys want Sam to have an abortion?

I do but I was thinking of where I could take the story if she did and I haven't come up with anything. So let me know what you think?!