Author's Note: Yay! this is the longest thing I've written so far! I really have a thing for Seddie duets, no clue why, I just do.

Seddie- Every Other Weekend Reba McEntire and Kenny Chesney

POV's

Sam-Italics

Freddie-Bold

Both-Italicized Bold

Every other Friday It's toys, and clothes, and backpacks

Is everybody in? Ok, let's go see dad

Same time in the same spot

Corner of the same old parking lot

Half the hugs and kisses there are always sad

We trade a couple words, and looks, and kids again

Every other weekend

It's that Friday night again. The Friday that my children, Rylee, Logan, and Cassidy, were going to their father's house for the weekend.

"Ok, does everybody have everything?" I asked them before we got in the car. One of them would always manage to forget something "Rylee, You have your homework?"

"Yes Mom." my 10 year old replied with an attitude. She's so much like me, except the brown hair.

"Don't use that tone with me." I scolded before turning to my only son Logan "Do you have all your clothes and your soccer ball?"

"Yes Mommy. I made sure I did." My 6 year old was such a little sweetie

"Ok, and Cassidy I helped you pack everything except Brittany. You have her right?" Cassidy was still so small I had to pack her things except her favorite doll Brittany. We forgot Brittany one weekend and Cass went crazy screaming all night, but that's a three year old for you. She held up Brittany showing me she had her.

"Alright, everyone in the car." I pointed and my kids responded right away

Once they were all in we drove to the walmart in town to meet Freddie and switch the kids around. When we got there Freddie was already waiting right outside his car door. As soon as I stopped Rylee and Logan jumped out of the car and ran to their dad. Cassidy kept screaming DADDY! and DOWN! until I could get out and get her out of her car seat. Then she ran over to Freddie too. I was happy my kids had such a good relationship with their dad, even if I couldn't.

"Hi" I said akwardly as I walked over with everyone's stuff

"Hello, Sam." Freddie replied just as awkwardly

"Well, Rylee has Math, Science, and as always Spelling homework to do, Logan has soccer practice at 1:30 tomorrow afternoon, and here is Brittany so Cass won't freak at bedtime." I explained and Freddie rolled his eyes

"I know what my kids do. You don't have to remind me every time we meet here."

"Well I wanted to be sure." I sneered before hugging the kids goodbye and turning back to my car. Yeah, Freddie and I didn't have the best relationship anymore.

Every other weekend

Very few exceptions

I pick up the love we made in both my arms

It's movies on the sofa

Grilled cheese, I cut the crust off

But that's not the way mom makes daddy, breaks my heart

I miss everything I used to have with her, again

Every other weekend

"Come on guys." I said after Sam left in her car "We'll go watch movies and stuff. Ok?"

"Alright." Rylee said

"Woo!" Logan was excited, Cassidy just stood in font of me reaching up signaling for me to pick her up. I did, then we all got in my car and went back to my house so I could make dinner and watch movies with them.

"Ok, What movie do we want to watch?" I asked when we got to the house

"Hot Tub Time Machine." Rylee said

"No, you guys are too young for that one." I told them

"Cinderella!" Cassidy exclaimed her favorite movie

"Cassidy, that's a baby movie." Logan said

"Well, why don't we watch that one now, then when Cass goes to bed we'll watch the first Harry Potter movie Ok." I compromised

"Ok." Logan agreed sadly

"Alright now, who wants grilled cheese?" I asked

"ME!" Three kids replied

"Ok, here sit down and I'll hand you the sandwiches." I told them. They obeyed and I started the movie. Everything was going fine until

"Dad you burned the grilled cheese!" Rylee and Logan complained simultaneously and Cassie had a look of disgust on her little face.

"Ugh, I'm sorry guys." I apologized feeling really bad

"It's ok." Rylee said "Let's just watch the movie."

But I can't tell her I love her

I can't tell him I love him

Cause there's too many questions

And ears in the car

So I don't tell him I miss him

I don't tell her I need her

he/she's over me, that's where we are

So we're as close as we might ever be again

Every other weekend

After the kids were all in bed I sat on my couch thinking about them. And their mother. It really sucks that I can't tell her how much I still love and need her. The only time I ever see her is when we're switching kids around so I can't tell her then. I don't want to get my kids hopes up for something that probably wouldn't happen. I love her but, she's over me.

Sam's POV

I felt so bad about what I said to Freddie when I dropped the kids off tonight. Being mean and going back to the way I acted around him in middle school was the only thing I could think to do. But, just like then, I want to tell him that I love him and I miss him oh so much. My kids are suffering but I can't get their hopes up about anything. I just have to accept that Freddie and I are now as close as we're ever going to be again. When we see each other every other weekend.

Every other Saturday, first thing in the morning

I turn the TV on to make the quiet go away

I know why, but I don't know why

We'd ever let this happen

Fallin for forever was a big mistake

There's so much not to do and all day not to do it in

Every other weekend

I woke up early on Saturday. I had gotten used to waking up early to Rylee and Logan about to kill each other and Cassidy screaming at them. These weekends when I woke up and didn't hear anything but silence killed me. I always got up and turned the TV on, leaving it on all day, just for the noise. How could Freddie and I let ourselves get so deep? We should have known that we would never last forever. We fought before we even got married and even more after Rylee and Logan started growing up. We were about to call it quits when I found out I was pregnant with Cassidy. Then things started to get better again, I should've known that would just be temporary. She was born then we were fighting more than ever. We finalized the divorce right after her first birthday. This is what I do all day on Saturday, sit and think about how I screwed up my life and my kids lives. I do it simply because there is nothing else to do. All day long.

Every other Sunday, I empty out my backseat

While my children hug their mother in the parking lot

We don't touch, we don't talk much

Maybe goodbye to each other

Then she drives away with every piece of heart I've got

I re convince myself, we did the right thing again

Every other weekend

I reached into the backseat of my car, pulling out backpacks, a soccer ball, and who could forget Brittany. The kids were hugging Sam happy of course to see her again.

"Here we go." I said putting everything down so I could say goodbye to my children

"Bye dad. See you in two weeks." Rylee hugged me

"I love you daddy!" Logan hugged me tightly

"Daddy!" Cassidy whined on the ground. I picked her up and hugged her

"Bye Princess." I said before handing her to Sam, careful not to touch her.

"Rylee did her homework?" Sam asked me

"All done. Logan's soccer practice went great." I added

"Thanks." She said "Alright everyone in the car." She told the kids "Bye Freddie." She said before getting in the car and driving away.

I stood there in silence for a few minutes, feeling empty without Rylee, Logan, and Cassidy. I had to tell myself that it was better for them this way. That me and Sam fighting would have made their lives so horrible. Finally I got in my car and drove back to an empty house.

So I can't tell her I love her

I can't tell him I love him

Cause there's too many questions

And ears in the car

So I don't tell him I miss him

I don't tell her I need her

he/she's over me, that's where we are

So we're as close as we might ever be again

Every other weekend

How can I tell her I still love her? What Can I tell her to get her to talk to me alone. So many questions with no answer. I spend the next two weeks trying to answer the questions, with no result. Finally it's my weekend with the kids again. I drive to the walmart parking lot, planning to ask her to talk to me. I just don't know how to.

Sam's POV

I'm driving again. Three kids in my backseat and no idea how to tell their father I still love and miss him.

Yeah, for 15 minutes, we're a family again

God, I wish that he was still with me again

Every other weekend

We spent those fifteen minutes passing over things and children and the norm of what's going on in their lives. For that time we seem like a family again. I wish we were really a whole family again. God I miss him so much, but I just can't tell him.

Both POV's (Same time)

So we go back to our routine of not speaking much and only seeing each other every other weekend.

So this is a sadder Seddie song. I know but I can't change the song. What do you think? Review and let me know! Thanks!