A/N: ok, first: I absolutly had to update this chaper now, why? because I just finished writting it, and I am super excited to have you guys read it. Now, I don't want to give to much away but, something shocking and a little sad happens. Some of you may hate me greatly and I'm ok with that (sort of...) but this had to be done to had suspence and such to the story. I also felt that I owe you guys another chapter after that unfairly long break that coincidnetly (spelling?) happened to be on a cliff-hanger. I swear this is the last random update. I know this has been said before, but I promise this time. next update will be friday. if its not, i hear by give you permission to yell, shout, and flame me as much you want. OK this authors note is over, and very very long...
preview: Carly is back! Carly shay makes a suprise visit to the bensons, toting a blond five year old girl. The couple are shocked of course, and are left confused as to what this may bring to thier mystery. The mystery women takes her daughter to a fast food reastaurant, and we find out that she doesn't have a lot of patience of her little girl.
Chapter ten
"And there's your baby." The doctor said, pointing at a small almost human shape on the monitor.
"There he is Freddie!" Sam gushed, looking lovingly at the screen, then down at her stomach, that was now had
a slightly visible bump.
They didn't officially know if their baby was a boy or a girl, but they often found them selfs saying "He" or "His"
when they talked about their baby, that it just felt more natural.
"That's our baby." Freddie said, amazed. Even though he had been through this twice before, it still amazed him
that this little thing that only looked like a blob, would in a matter of weeks actually be seen as a tiny person,
their baby.
"Would you guys like to hear the heart beat?" The doctor asked, though the answer was obvious. It was
standard procedure to ask if they wanted to hear it or not, as it could be to over whelming to both see and hear
it for the first time. "Of freaking course we want to hear the heart beat Katherine obvious!" Sam said, annoyed at
what should of been obvious to the doctor. "Its captain obvious." Freddie said, recieving a sharp punch from
Sam. She wasn't as nausious now, but Sam's moodiness was in full swing. Only this morning she had gone
through every emotion in the book, and some that couldn't even be described. "This is not the time to correct me
Fredjerk." Sam said through clenched teeth, unclenching her fist. The doctor walked back in the room followed by
a rather short nurse pulling a cart. "Should we come back later?" The doctor smiled, taking in the scene of Sam
seething at a shocked and frightened Freddie.
Suddenly Sam burst into tears. "Why would you say that?" She cried, her hands flying to her stomach. Freddie
sighed, and glanced nerviously at the nurse and doctor.
"Can we just get this over with?" Freddie said, then closed his eyes and smacked his forhead. Why did he just
say that? Sam bawled and unbawled her fists, glaring daggers at her husband. "You don't have to be here you
know. Why don't you just leave? I can take care of this baby by myself, this baby and Charlotte as soon as I find her, because apparently you don't care about her either!" Sam screamed, her saddness quickly replaced by pure
anger. "Sam, baby, you know that's not what I meant." Freddie panicked, Frightned by Sam's reaction. Had what
he said really been that bad? He just wanted the doctor to hurry up and let them hear the baby before Sam blew
again. "I'm sorry Sam, I didn't mean get it over with. I just want to hear the baby, don't you?" He asked,
sympathy dripping from his voice. Sam's reaction shocked him. She reached out and grabbed his hands, pulling
him down. She pressed her lips to his, "I love you Freddie, don't ever leave me alone." She said, releasing him. If
the mood swings didn't kill him, he would probably have a shock-attack. How can one person go from Happy to
sad, to pure anger, and back to happiness in less than half an hour? "Do you hear that?" The doctor smiled. They
had finally gotten Sam calmed down, thankfully without another burst of anger. "That's the heart." The doctor
looked over at the happy parents. Sam's eyes were filled with amazment, while Freddie's were slowly filling with
a mix of pride and tears.
"Our baby's heart." Sam said, trying to wrap her mind around the tiny sound. The doctor turned the machine off,
silencing the tiny sounds. Sam looked over at Freddie, a smile stuck to her face. "He's got a heartbeat." She said
happily. She put a hand lovingly on her bump. Freddie reached over and covered her hand with his. "He's so
much more real now." Freddie said proudly.
"When can we find out if he's really a he?" Sam asked, turning back to the doctor. Her instincts were all pointed
at boy, but the back of her mind was still pulling towards a girl. "We both want to know, right Freddie?" Sam
said, squeezing Freddie's hand sharply when he appeared to hesitate. "Well I kind of wanted to-" He started.
Sam stared dagger's at him, any previous happiness being over taken by more anger. "I mean, we so totally
both want to know, Why wouldn't we?" He chuckled nervously, not wanting to get on Sam's bad side. Again.
"Well, it depends on several things. we may be able to see at your next appointment, or the one after that if the
baby's in the right postition. Some, more stubborn babies won't be in the right spot until the last appointment.
I've seen several that were never willing to let us see. The parents had to wait until he was born, but boy was
that kid stubborn. The mother was in labor for a day in half and ended up having a C-section at the last minute."
The doctor chuckled. Freddie groaned and said,
"So in other words if this kid is anything like his mother, we're not going to get to know until he's born. And
Sam's going to kill me." Freddie said plainly, not looking forward to that day. It was inevitable that if this kid was
stubborn, as he more than likely will be, and Sam was going to be in labor for days, he was not going to get
through this unharmed. He groaned loudly, getting another glare from Sam. "Oh man up Benson. its not like you
have to get him out." Sam said irritated. How could she have married such a wimpy nub?
The couple entered their apartment. "I'm going to take a nap." Sam announced, yawning. She reached up to kiss
her husband before walking off to their bedroom. Freddie's eyes followed her until he could hear the door click
shut. He sighed in relief, it had been a long day and he didn't know how much longer he could have lasted with
Sam's constant changes in mood. He walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge when he heard a knock at
the door. "Now what?" He moaned, as he closed the fridge door and walked towards the apartment door. "What
are you doing here?" He asked angerly.
"You guys really don't want me around do you?" Carly looked shocked as her face crumpled in sadness. "I just-
just wanted to catch up with you guys. I-I mean its been so long-and Emma's in school so..." She trailed off, her
eyes trailing from Freddie's confused face to the carpet. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't bother. I-I'm sorry." She said,
sadness and confusion clear in her voice. Freddie sighed.
"Its ok, its just been a long day. Sam's asleep right now we just got home." Freddie said, "Do you-you wanna
come in?" He asked. "Sam's asleep? I don't want to wake her. anyway I have to get Lilly from school in a while."
She said. Freddie was confused. "Lilly?" He asked.
"huh?" Carly replied, looking up at Freddie. "what did you say?" Freddie asked, confusion filling his eyes. Her face
looked confused, then registered the words. "Emma. I said I have to pick up Emma from school." She said then
added quickly, "Lilly is her middle name. I call her that sometimes." She looked back down at the door, and said,
"I've gotta go, maybe we can find another time to catch up." Before Freddie could register, Carly turned and
walked hurrily down the hallway. "Odd." Freddie said, closing the door. He turned to see Sam standing behind
him.
"Whats odd? Who was at the door?" She questioned, her hands on her hips.
"Carly was here. She wanted to catch up." Freddie said quickly. The last thing he wanted was to set Sam off
again. Sam folded her arms over her chest. "Why didn't you let her in?" She said, eying Freddie. He was stuck,
what could he say that wouldn't get him a one way ticket to sleeping on the couch? "Well..." He started, unsure
of what to say. "Y-you were sleeping-and I didn't want to-to wake you." He said, hoping Sam wouldn't catch his
stammering. "Why are you so nervious?" She said. Darn.
Freddie snorted nerviously. "I-I'm not nervious. What makes you think that I'm nervious?" "Your hiding
something." Sam stated plainly, walking towards the kitchen. "Don't think I won't find out what it is." she called.
Oliver Cambridge was sitting in his office that night, going through several folders of papers and documents that
had been uncovered by his "Special sources".
"Nothing. Nothing. More nothing." He mumbled to himself. This case was going to definatly be a tough one to
crack. He through the papers he had been reviewing on his desk and stood up. he walked to the window and
looked out at the rain. "Just one break. I just need one break." He sighed, turning and walking back to his desk.
He through himself into the chair, making a pile of papers fly to the floor. "FIDDLESTICKS!" He cried, sliding his
chair back and reaching for his papers. Setting them on his desk, something caught his eyes. He picked up a
paper that had tumbled out of a folder. "Huh?" He sighed, reading over it. "Hello? Whats this?" He gasped. This
was exactly what he was looking for. This was the paper that would break the case. "I've got it!" He cried,
shaking the paper. Suddenly, his office door flew open. A dark haired young women strode into his office. "I'm
sorry ma'am, the office is closed. Can you come back tommorrrow?" He asked innosently. "I'm sorry. I don't think
this can wait." She walked up to his desk. Cambridge was confused, what could this women need that couldn't
wait? "What's so-" The women cut him off. She pulled something out of her coat. Cambridge gasped. "Y-You-
whats that for?" He asked frightened. "W-who are you?" He gasped as she pointed the object at him. "You nosy
fool. Sam and Freddie will NEVER find out what happened to their daughter." She said angrily. "It was you!" He
cried, pointing a finger at the women. "It was you all along."
"Maybe it was. Maybe it wasn't. Nobody will ever find out." She chuckled, pulling her finger back.
A bang filled the air. His shout was drowned out by the shot and the thunder outside. The women cackled and
walked over to Cambridge. "Here. You can have this." She said, placing the gun in his hand, which was growing
colder. "And I'll take these." She took the stack of paper's that he had previously been reading. She cackled
again and walked out of the room, leaving Cambridge slumped in his chair.
A/N: Ok, just take a second to relax and take that in...
Now, I'm pretty sure that I'm a terrible person right now, and someone is going to hate me for killing Cambridge, right when he found the missing puzzle piece. But like I said, I had to do it! He had it figured out! what would happen if the mystery was solve like right now? there wouldn't be a very good ending would there? If you have blame someone, you can blame Cambridge! he shouldn't have been so smart! I guess you can blame who ever this women is... yeah that works to. Then again, I wrote this. I wrote his death. so technically, I kind of pulled the trigger... OK BLAME ME! I DID IT! I AM A KILLER! OK, now that I feel nice and guilty, I'll leave you to review and consume what just happened...
UNTIL NEXT TIME...
peace, rainbows and unicorn kisses! (OK that was stupid...) um, bye.