I know! It's been forever! I'm really tired so this isn't as long and I'll work on the other chapters for this and other stories tomorrow. I hope to get more chapters up tomorrow...

Anyway! Here y'all go!

"You look amazing, Suzie." Sam grins at her best friend.

The blonde wore a long flowing white wedding dress with gold heels. Her hair was pulled back in a curly bun with a white rose and her wedding ring on her finger.

"I know right?" Suzie posses. "So do you!"

"I know right?" Sam copies Suzie's pose. Sam wore a blue, white and silver short strapless dress with silver heels, silver earrings and a part of her hair was braided off to the side, curly as usual.

They laugh and hug.

"So, now you're married." Sam sighs.

"Yep! Hey, when's Freddie gonna ask you?" Suzie asks her, looking over to the spot Freddie and Marcus were standing, laughing, with Dylan running circles around them due to a sugar high.

Sam frowned. "I don't know," she shrugged, shielding her frown with a smile.

"You okay?" Suzie whispers, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

Sam sighed and lets the smile drop. "I don't know…this isn't like me." she growls. "I was never the kind of girl to want to be proposed to but…the nub changed that. I hate him so much!"

"But you love him." Suzie points out.

Sam groans. "Stupid dorkidroid!"

"Dorkidroid?" Suzie snorts.

"Dylan and Freddie have been watching Galaxy Wars nonstop!" she mutters.

"Maybe you should just give it some time. He'll ask you soon, I'm sure of it. Maybe he's just waiting until you date a little while longer or maybe so Dylan can get used to you two being together." Suzie lists.

"I don't know…it took him forever to tell me he liked me in high school! It took him three years!"

"That's because you're kinda scary when you wanna be." Suzie whispers and floats off to dance with Marcus.

Sam smiled and walked over to Dylan and Freddie.

"'Sup, kid?" she coos at Dylan. "Hey, baby." she coos to Freddie.

Freddie rolled his eyes and smirked at her. "Hey gorgeous." he whispers huskily as he wraps his arms around her waist from behind.

"Freddie, not in front of the kid." she murmurs, stepping out of his grasp, blushing lightly.

"Momma, let's dance!" Dylan giggled, grabbing her hand and dragging her to the dance floor.

When the song ended Freddie appeared behind her and winked at Dylan. He motioned to the food and Dylan grinned. He ran off, not saying a word to Sam.

"Dylan!" she laughed.

Before she could go after him Freddie stepped in front of her as a slow song began to play.

"Oh." she nods curtly in realization as to why Dylan had left so suddenly.

He smiled and put his hands on her hips, pulling her into him. She stuck her tongue out at him but put her hands on his shoulders. Her gaze soon drifts to Suzie and Marcus, who are posing for wedding photos. She sighs and leans her head on his shoulder so he wouldn't see her disappointed frown. But, of course, he saw it. He knows she wants to get married, even though she's never said so.

"Are you okay?" he whispers into her ear.

"I'm fine." she mutters, wrapping her arms tighter around him.

He lets it go by the will bring it up later, though that would bring him to lose an arm (and maybe a leg), but he'd still try.

"Congrats! Love ya!" Sam hugged Suzie and Marcus. Freddie and Suzie and he and Marcus 'man-hugged'. Suzie kissed Dylan on the cheek and poked his stomach causing him to giggle. He fist bumped Marcus and he winked back at him.

Dylan fell asleep on the car ride to Sam's place relieving Sam and Freddie of his rambling.

After putting him to bed Freddie and Sam sit at the kitchen table drinking hot cocoa. Sam was in a sweatshirt and sweatpants with her hair pulled up in a ponytail and Freddie in his dress pants and shirt, his dark blue tie loose and the first few buttons undone.

"You're really happy for Suzie aren't you?" Freddie smiled.

"Yeah, I am." Sam giggled.

"…H-how was…Carly a-and Gibby's wedding?" he asked shakily, not sure how she would react.

She was quiet for a while, so long that Freddie thought she wasn't going to answer at all. But she did,

"Beautiful." she sighs, a smile growing on her face.

Tears brimmed her eyes and her hands shook as she brought the mug to her lips.

"I'm sorry, Princess Puckett." Freddie whispers, moving his chair to sit beside hers, and wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Why don't you get some sleep? I'll see you tomorrow."

He stands, taking her with him and leads her to her room. He lays her down and covers her with the blanket. He kisses her forehead and heads toward the door when he heard her whimper and grab his hand.

"Please stay, Freddie." she whispers.

He looks down at her. Her eyes were puffy and her bottom lips quivered. He sighs and whips his tie off, laying it on a chair, kicking off his shoes, and slides in next to her.

She lays her head on his chest and he wraps an arm around her waist, staring up at the ceiling as she played with the buttons of his shirt.

"I love you." she murmurs.

"I love you too, Sammy." he whispers back.

He looks down at her and kisses her hair. He looks back up at the white ceiling and closes his eyes.

He feels one of the buttons of shirt release and he growls. "Sam…" he warns.

"Sorry…" she says innocently.

They're quiet once more before Freddie breaks the silence,

"Is that my Bulldogs sweatshirt from senior year?" he chuckles, referring to the oversized blue and gold sweatshirt she was wearing.

She freezes and stutters out an answer that Freddie didn't believe one bit but he let it slide. He knew he had lost it before he left for college but he hadn't bothered to look for it.

They both eventually fell asleep, both with small sleepy smiles.

Sam woke up to the shallow breathing of Freddie under her head. She smiled and snuggled closer to him. This caused him to stir and open his eyes, looking around groggily. He finally looked down at her and smiled.

She leaned up and kissed his lips gently.

"Good morning." he whispers, dragging his free hand through his hair.

"Yes it is." she murmurs.

They laid there, enjoying the other's presence, for a while. Sam soon broke the peace by sighing, "I want to wake up to you every morning."

Freddie looked down at her as her eyes flew open in shock and a blush crept onto her cheeks. He smirked and closed his eyes, letting her stay embarrassed for a few minutes before telling her he wanted to too.

"Momma!"

They look up at Dylan who's standing in the doorway.

"Um…" Sam grunts, sitting up. "'Hey, kid…"

"Hey, momma! Morning, Freddie!" he greeted them, suddenly right next to the bed.

"'Sup, little dude?" Freddie grins.

"Why didn't you invite me for the sleepover?" Dylan frowns, eyebrows furrowed.

"You were already asleep, baby." Sam replied, lifting him up onto the bed to sit between her and Freddie.

"What are we doing today?" he asks looking up at his two favorite people in the world.

"Let's start with breakfast." Sam suggests.

She tells him to go get dressed and hops out of bed, running to the door and shutting it softly.

Freddie got up also and crossed the room to her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and she grinned up at him, running her hands up his chest and to the buttons that were still buttoned.

"I am so in love with you." he growls, capturing her lips with his.

"How could you not?" she smirked into the kiss.

Freddie mentally rolled his eyes but didn't break the kiss. He slid his hand into her tangled curls and grinned as she moaned when his fingers made their way past her sweatshirt.

He loved this demon and he wasn't going to let her go. All he needs now is a little bit of help from a certain someone…

There y'all have it! Hope y'all liked it! Did anyone else realize I say y'all all the time? Who cares though? I'm southern! It's fine! It's normal!

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Verse (!):

1 'I love you, O Lord, my strength. 2 The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer, my God, my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield, and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.' Psalm 18:1-2

Night! Love y'all!

-Rachel