You guys better love me because I updated 3 times in one day.

I decided to split the POV so you could see how Freddie deals with it and how Sam reacts.

Enjoy!

Freddie POV

Once her shirt was off, I breathed a sigh of relief that she was wearing all those bandages over her chest and upper stomach for her broken ribs.

"I have an idea. I'll wash your hair and your arms and back and you do your lower regions." I said awkwardly.

Sam nodded an okay and I took her hair in my hand and put it in a hair tie that she gave me. Once it was in a pony tail, I reached for a sponge and a small bucket that my mom used when I had to be bathed like this and I grabbed the body wash I used.

"Hey, Sam, this shampoo an body wash are for guys so you're going to smell like one, is that okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, whatever, just bathe me, nub." she said. I had no idea why she was mad at me but I figured it was to hide the embarrassment of being bathed by a guy.

"Okay," I said, filling the bucket with warm water. I dipped the sponge in there then put some of the body wash on it. I began to rub circles on Sam's back and I felt her relax. I was careful not to get it on the bandages so I didn't have to go through the embarrassment of changing them. I began to get closer to her neck with the sponge and she rolled her head forward so she was exposing more skin. I had no idea why but I really wanted to press my lips to her neck. I felt myself blush and shook my head. God, the fact that Sam was shirtless before me had me all flustered. I didn't hold feelings for Sam so it must have been my hormones acting up.

I moved towards her left arm which was the one that wasn't broken and I began to wash down it. The sponge slipped from my hand and for a moment it was just my fingers brushing on her arm, touching it briefly. I felt my pace quicken and I looked at Sam but she was turned the other way completely silent. I picked the small sponge up and washed it in the bucket. I didn't put any body wash on it so I could rinse what I had cleaned. I put the warm sponge back on Sam's back and I heard her suck in her breath then sigh. I rubbed it in soothing circles again knowing how stressed she must be with her situation and was surprised when I heard her moan a bit.

"You enjoy it?" I asked timidly. I hoped I hadn't said the wrong thing.

"Yeah, it's really relaxing." she whispered back.

"Good, you deserve to be pampered." I commented.

I received a sigh in reply and continued to wash her off, going to her under arms, and completely rinsing her off.

"Now for your hair," I said, taking her hair down from her ponytail.

I raked my fingers through her hair to check for knots and sure enough it was full of them. I picked Sam up and took her to the shower.

"Why are you moving me?" she said, irritated.

"Because I can wash it easier there. Here, put this on" I said, handing her my deep blue bathrobe. She put it on with out a word. "Give me a minute." I said, going into my room. I got a plastic chair and placed it in the shower so I could wash her hair with out getting her wet. I helped her in and she sat down. I took down the shower head (those with the long cord) and turned it on, waiting for the water to warm. Once it did, I wet Sam's hair then set it down. I poured some of my shampoo in my hands and began to lather it through Sam's hair. I worked though the root, then down to the body, then finally the tips. Once it was all clean I rinsed it gently. Afterwards I applied some conditioner and let it settle. I grabbed a brush and began to get the knots out of Sam's hair until it was all smoothed out. I rinsed it one last time then carried her out and began to dry it gently with a towel.

"Okay, Sam, your turn to clean the rest of yourself." I said, setting her in the tub. I put the bucket next to it and gave her the sponge and body wash. "Call me if you need anything. And I set clothes right here for you." I finished and got out of there as soon as I could.

Sam POV

Once he was gone, I sighed in relief. I would never let him know but the whole time he was in here I couldn't help but go crazy at every thoughtful gesture.

When he was washing my back, I almost lost it. Every relaxing movement made me want to sigh and it was so hard no to. The worst part is that not only was I nervous with every touch but it was Freddie who was doing it, of all people! He had the power to piss me off to the point where every muscle in my body was tensed, but he could also make me relax and make me blush like an idiot, I hated it! But I wouldn't let him do that, not at all. God, being a teenage girl made everything so fucking awkward.

Once I finished washing off, I rinsed with the sponge and dried with a towel. I looked over the tub and noticed I had clean clothes set out for me. I reached over for my underwear and slipped it on. After that I slipped on some sleeping shorts that Freddie had set out. Then I noticed there wasn't a tank top or something normal for me to wear but a solid white undershirt that was Freddie's. I will admit I'd rather wear his clothes than my own but the fact that he thought about it enough to try to make me as comfortable as possible made me smile. He was such a great guy but nothing more than a best friend.

Once I was dressed I tried to get out of the tub but realized I couldn't. I sighed, having realized that I was going to have to ask Freddie for help.

"Hey Freddie?" I called out.

"Yeah?" came his response from his room.

"Get me out." I said.

He walked in with smirk. "Magic word?" he asked.

"If you don't, I'll punch you." I replied with a huff.

"Close enough," he said bending down to get me out of the bath tub and to his room. My ribs made contact with his chest and I yelped.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, but my ribs are killing me, and my leg isn't feeling so hot.

"Oh, okay, let me get you something to eat and I'll get you your pills." he said, setting me down. His eyes met mine once I was on his bed and I took in a breath. His expression was so warm and kind that I instantly felt bad that I was such a burden.

Once he left, I scolded myself. Puckett's didn't feel guilty. We didn't feel anything and I was becoming way to soft for my liking.

I was beginning to go to sleep when Freddie walked in with food. He had made me a ham sandwich and a side of bacon. To drink was water though, so I could take my pills.

"Thanks," I mumbled and bit into a piece of bacon.

"No problem," he said and sat down on the bed next to me. "Damn, I'm exhausted." he commented.

"Don't you want to eat anything?" I asked.

"Not really, I'm not very hungry." He replied and got up to lie down on his bed.

"Oh," was all I said. I was taking advantage of him and I felt awful.

Within minutes he was asleep on the floor and I had just taken my pills when I felt the need to go to the restroom.

"Dammit," I muttered. I didn't want to wake him after everything he'd done for me. He deserved his sleep. I got up and tried to stand. Once I got balance, I tried to take a step and noticed that it was easier said than done. I was slowly but sure making my way to the restroom when I began to lose my balance a bit. I waved my good arm around until I got it back and tried to take another step. Suddenly everything went fuzzy and started shifting.

"Shit, the pills." I mumbled. I forgot how drowsy they made you. I tried to hold on to something but instead I found myself falling forward with a thud.

All I heard was "Sam!" before losing consciousness.

Oh no, Sam! D:

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My apologies that this chapter was shorter, it's getting late. Thanks for reading, though!