Here is the next chapter. Sorry that it has been so long between these chapters. Time has gotten away from me. You all know how that is I'm sure. Hope you enjoy this one!


"So guys, are you excited." Carly asked the two soon to be parents.

"I'm so excited. A girl is going to be amazing. Thanks for everything Carls." Freddie hugged her.

"Yeah, a girl will be really special." Sam turned towards Freddie. "You know that she is going to have you wrapped around her finger."

Freddie shrugged. "Yeah, I know. She more than likely will."

"So what is her name?"

Sam and Freddie turned to the direction of the question, as Spencer walked towards them.

Freddie put his arm around Sam. "Well we haven't exactly thought about it. I mean, we have a few name books but haven't really sat down and picked anything we like. I suppose now that we know it's a girl we will get started on that soon. When we pick, we promise to let you know."

After everyone had food and cake of course, with Sam having a few helpings of everything, they had all been in the living room watching Sam and Freddie open gifts. There were tons of baby clothes, and a few sets of blankets and pacifiers. They had gotten a bunch of stuffed animals, and diapers. Carly got them the car seat that her and Sam had looked at a while ago, and Spencer and Heather got them a really nice stroller. There were a few other things that they had gotten, and now they had a lot of things crossed off on their list of things to buy for the baby.

Carly had announced that since the presents were done, they were going to play some baby games. She got up quickly to get everything they needed from the kitchen after telling everyone to chat amongst themselves.

At this time, Sam leaned down to admire something that she received. It was a bedding set from Freddie's mom. It was the same one the she had been secretly wanting since early on when she first found out she was pregnant. It was light yellow, with purple and raspberry flowers stitched onto it. It was clearly a girly bedding set. Something that wasn't very Sam-like to want.

"I hope you like it. I'm pretty sure it's the one you wanted right?"

Sam looked up to see Marissa approaching her.

"How did you know that I wanted this? I never mentioned it to anybody, not even Freddie."

"That day a long time ago where I went with you guys to the store, just to get ideas for the baby, I saw you staring at it. You would start to look at other things, but I noticed you kept looking at it. I knew you really wanted it. That's when I realized that you were hoping for a girl, even though you never actually stated that you were."

"I didn't want people to know. Partly because I feel a bit wrong for wishing my child was a certain way. Mostly though because I didn't want to be disappointed. I mean, I would probably be a little bit disappointed anyways, but at least people wouldn't know that."

"Sam, it's alright to wish for a certain gender. Everyone does, even if it's a secret, or if its just a little bit. However, I know if this baby were a boy that you would love it just as much. When they put them in your arms for that first time, all thoughts of gender go out of the window."

"I'm real nervous for that moment, because up until now it has just been thinking about her. Once they put her in my arms, I'll have a human being that I am responsible for. What if I'm not that great at being a mom, I've never done this before."

"Now, Samantha. First of all, there is never a first time mother that has ever done this before. Obviously everyone starts out not really knowing what to do, but you learn. You will make mistakes, and you will be a little nervous doing things for the first time with her, but you will get comfortable."

"Did you ever make a mistake when you were raising Freddie?"

"Yes I did. One time we took Freddie to the zoo when he was about 8 months old, and I had the diaper bag with me and it had a change of clothes in it. We were sitting down watching a dolphin show with other people next to us, and a little girl accidentally spilled her juice all over Freddie and his dad. Luckily I had a change of clothes for Freddie. Karl wasn't so lucky. So we got him changed and everything was fine. It was late and we were finally leaving, when all of a sudden I noticed that Freddie had gone to the bathroom, to put it nicely. It wasn't very nice mind you, because it had gone out of his diaper, all down his legs and up his back."

"Oh my lord. That's disgusting!" Sam laughed.

"I would have just cleaned him up and changed his clothes, but I didn't have another outfit. I used the change of clothes after he got juice spilled on him. It was winter and cold outside, so I cleaned him up, and we had to drive to the nearest department store and I had Karl run inside to buy a cheap outfit for the ride home. From that day forward, I kept an emergency outfit in the car incase the one in the diaper bag got used."

"I'll keep that one in mind."

"The point is Sam, that we all make mistakes, and you and Freddie aren't going to be perfect, but as long as you love that little girl, then you will learn and things will be fine. And any questions that you do have, you can ask me about. I'll do my best to help you guys out."

"Thank you for that Marissa. Oh, and for that beautiful bedding set. I really appreciate it."

"You are welcome. It looks like Carly is back with the games. I'm going to go back and sit with your mom."

"Yeah, could you keep her from eating anymore cake? I think she's on her fifth piece. I'm surprised that she's not a diabetic at this rate."

"I'll do what I can, but I'm no miracle worker."

Carly had come back with all of the things needed for the games. She put all of the items down and started to explain the first one. "Okay everyone, the first one is the toilet paper game. I'm going to pass a roll around and everyone needs to rip off as much as they think they need to go around Sam's belly."

As they were passing the paper around, Freddie leaned closer to Sam. "Hey, what were you and my mom talking about?"

"Oh I was just thanking her for the bedding. I really liked it."

"Yeah, I knew you did after you stared at it the entire time we were shopping a long time ago. I recognized it as soon as you opened it today. Mom must have noticed too, and gone out to get it when Carly told everyone it was a girl."

"Wait, you knew I wanted it?"

"Yes, just as I knew you secretly wanted a girl. You always seem to stare at little girl things when we are out looking. I can tell you try to hide it. It's okay, Sam. You could have told me you wanted a girl, I wouldn't have said anything against you. I'm just so happy you got what you wanted, and it's okay to be excited about it. If our girl is half as beautiful as you are, then she will be pretty lucky."

"Thanks. I am excited about her. This weekend, can we go out and get paint for the room? That way we can get all of the stuff in her room and clothes can get put away?"

"We can get whatever you want sweetheart."

"We also need to start thinking about names now. We can't just let Carly keep calling her baby Benson, the baby might start thinking that's her actual name, OH MY GOD SPENCER!"

The whole room jumped at Sam's outburst and looked in the direction of Carly's brother who was currently holding the roll of toilet paper, spinning off quite a few squares. Carly looked over at him.

"Spencer, I told you not to mention Sam's size today."

"No, you guys told me not to tell Sam that she looks large. This is not telling, therefore I am okay."

"WHAT?!" Sam screamed. "You guys have been talking about how I am LARGE?"

"No Sam, we didn't mean large, we just meant that you were getting bigger and we didn't want to upset you."

Sam had started to tear up. "Well I'm sorry that you have to be in the same room as a whale. And I'm sorry that I had to share a couch with you guys, you must have been so worried that it would cave in."

"Sam, come on, you know they aren't saying that." Freddie tried to calm her down.

Though it had no effect on her. Sam burst out into tears and stood up, retreating to the bathroom.

"Way to go Spence." Heather scolded her husband.

"I feel really bad that she's upset. I didn't mean to make her cry or anything." Spencer set the toilet paper down.

"I think that we may have to cut this shower a bit short. Thanks for coming guys, but I think Sam is tired and now that she's upset, it might be awhile before she wants to play games. We really appreciate all of the gifts. Thanks again for coming." Freddie said as he stood up with all of the guests. "I'm going to go check on her. I'll be back, guys."

As Sam sat on the edge of Carly's bathtub, continuing to cry, she heard a slight knock at the door.

"Ocupado!"

"Sam, it's me." Freddie stated as he swung the door open. "I know that you are upset, but Spencer didn't mean it like that."

"Oh, well how else am I supposed to take it Freddie? He said that I was large. Obviously he means that I am large."

Freddie sighed and sat next to her.

"Tell me the truth. Am I large?" Sam asked him.

Freddie knew he had to approach this carefully. "You are a bit bigger than the average person who is 6 months pregnant. But remember what the doctor said, not all pregnancies are the same. You are a bit bigger now, but you may not be big with a different pregnancy. It just depends."

"Yeah, I suppose. But don't you hate walking around with me looking like this?"

"No I love it. I love knowing that you have our baby in there, our little girl. And when we go out places, people can see that you are pregnant. I like it, cause you are my wife, and that's our child. I like to show you off. I'm proud to say you are mine, and we made that little girl."

"You also like that I'm pregnant cause it says that you get to have sex with the hot blonde star of icarly."

Freddie laughed at her. "Yeah, that too. You are amazingly gorgeous. Who cares if you seem a bit big for 6 months pregnant? After you have her, you are going to go right back to normal so what does it matter."

"You are right Freddie. You always are. I'm sorry for getting upset. I kind of blew that out of proportion huh?"

"It's alright dear. I'm getting used to these hormonal outbursts and mood swings. I know you can't really control too much of them. I had everyone go home, so you don't have to worry about anyone. We can just get the gifts and go home after we thank Carly."

"Okay. Thank you. You are the best husband I've ever had."

"Oh you are funny Sam. I hope I'm the only husband you will ever have."

"Trust me, you will be."


A week later brought some good news for all of them. Their good friend Brad, who had moved away for college years ago, was returning to Seattle. Brad had a degree in film editing, and he had been working on the east coast after he graduated. However, he had an opportunity to transfer to a company in Seattle, and jumped at the chance to return to his old city.

Brad had been gone for awhile from Seattle, but when he found out he was returning he quickly contacted the icarly gang. Spencer helped Brad find an apartment, since there was one close by to them at a decent price. It was a small one bedroom place, but it was fine for Brad. See, Brad did have a few girlfriends on the east coast, but whenever things started to get serious with them, they broke it off. Brad was always looking for someone who wanted to be serious, but apparently those girls didn't want the same. So, Brad was returning to Seattle by himself.

A few days before, Brad had called to talk to Freddie. He wanted to catch up and see if maybe Freddie could possibly help him move. Along with driving his car all of the way to Seattle with the Uhaul, Brad also had a motercycle he wanted to bring back. However he couldn't bring both without another person.

Brad offered to fly Freddie and Sam out to the east coast so they could drive his car and he could drive his motorcycle, but Freddie had told Brad that Sam was pregnant and entering her third trimester soon and flying wouldn't be advised by her doctors. So Brad would have to find another option. Even though Freddie couldn't help bring a vehicle to Seattle, he still offered to help Brad move into his new apartment.

So later on in the next few weeks when Brad got into Seattle he called Freddie up on the phone.

"Hey Brad, did you make it to Seattle yet?"

"I did man, I just got here a little while ago. Are you free? If so I could use a hand moving some stuff in and unpacking."

"Sure thing. But can Sam come? I'm not sure I want to leave her home alone. See, we picked up the paint for the baby's room, and I feel like as soon as I leave her alone she's going to start painting without me there."

Brad laughed. "Of course dude. Bring her with you. She's my friend too, I would like to see her."

About a half an hour later, Freddie and Sam were pulling into the driveway of Brads new apartment. They noticed that although the apartment was small, it was still very nice looking and in a good area. It was real close to Spencer and Heathers place, which was a plus.

Ringing the doorbell, Sam gave a sigh.

"Are you okay, Sam?" Freddie asked her.

"Yeah, I'm just really tired. This kid is making my back hurt." Sam placed her hand on her back. "It's nothing, really." She gave him a smile for reassurance.

Brad finally opened the door for them.

"Hey Freddie, Sam. Long time no see guys!" Brad first gave Freddie a man hug. "Good to see you man." Then he turned to Sam. "Whoa Sam! You sure look…" Brad caught Freddies eyes saying 'don't make a weight comment', and he changed his gameplan. "Sam, you sure look nice. Come on in."

Freddie and Sam took a seat in his living room on a few stools that Brad had managed to bring in himself.

"So guys, a baby." Brad started. "How excited are you?"

Freddie put his hand on Sam's shoulder. "Extremely. It's a girl." Freddie always beamed when he spoke about his daughter.

"Wow, she's going to be spoiled, and have you wrapped around her finger. You had better not let her out of your sight Freddie, if she looks anything like Sam, and has your temperament."

"What do you mean?" Sam asked.

"Well, if she is beautiful like you Sam, and is nice and friendly like Freddie, then she is going to have boys all over her."

"Oh god, you're right." Freddie realized. He turned to Sam. "She's not allowed out of the house by herself until she's 30."

Sam laughed. "What about when she is at school? You can't help what happens at school."

"Well, maybe she will look like me. Then it won't matter."

"I hate to break it to you dear, but you are pretty good looking as well. Face it, we were destined to make some gorgeous children. Our daughter is going to be beautiful no matter who she looks like."

"Well, I would love to sit here and talk babies with you guys all day, but that won't get my stuff moved in any quicker. Freddie, lets get the couch in here first so that Sam can have something more comfortable to sit on."

"I'm okay on this stool. It's not so bad."

Freddie turned to her. "You were just saying that your back was hurting."

"Well it is, but that's normal pregnancy stuff."

Brad stood up. "We will bring in the couch, Sam. Oh and you aren't allowed to move anything heavy, do you hear me? Unpacking a few things from boxes, okay I guess, but no moving any boxes or anything. Got it?"

Sam sighed. "Got it, Brad."

About 25 minutes after the two boys had started bringing in items and boxes, Gibby and Spencer had shown up to help. Sam was still taking up shop on the couch, occasionally unpacking boxes if the items weren't heavy. She had put most of the glassware in the kitchen away, and unpacked most of the bathroom stuff.

"Glad you two could make it to help. I appreciate it." Brad shook both of their hands.

"No problem, Brad, glad to help."

The next few hours were spent moving heavy items and unpacking a lot of Brad's junk. For one guy, Brad sure had a lot of things.

"I don't know about you boys, but I have been hard at work all day and I am starved." Sam stated.

Brad laughed. "Why am I not surprised. Typical Sam, hungry."

"In my defense, I am pregnant. I am eating for two."

Freddie turned to her. "Yeah, but even when you aren't pregnant you are always eating for two."

Sam faked shock. "If that wasn't so true, I would be really upset that you said that."

"Alright princess, we can get dinner." Freddie turned to the other guys. "You all up for some grub?"

Brad hit his shoulder. "As long as you don't call it grub, then I'm up for it."

Gibby got off of the couch he was sitting on. "And as long as Sam doesn't pour soup down my pants, then I'm up for it too."

"Hey!" Sam yelled. "I haven't poured soup down your pants in years."

Gibby gave her a look.

"Okay, okay, months."

Freddie put his hand on her shoulder. "What have I told you about pouring soup down Gibby's pants?"

Sam let out a sigh. "Not to."

"That's right. Now, let's go have a nice dinner with our friends, alright?"

"Alright, but when we get home, can you massage my back? It's been hurting all afternoon."

Freddie gave her a worried look but quickly replaced it with a smile. "Sure thing sweetheart."


Alright. There you have it. Hope you guys enjoyed, and yay for Brad coming into this story! I like Brad, I wish he would have been included more in icarly. Don't you guys think he should have become a bigger character? Let me know how you guys liked this chapter. Until next time readers.