Freddie smiled. "I'm ready," he said as Sam was holding his hand. They left for the courthouse with his dad. He was ready, and he was looking forward to this new chapter in his life.
The entire group arrived at the courthouse in two separate cars. Sam, Freddie,
Jonathon, Spencer, Gibby, Carly, and Melanie went inside. After signing some paper work and paying a fee, it was time to meet upstairs with the Justice of the Peace. Sam stood by Freddie, still holding his hand. "Do you, Samantha Mellissa Puckett take Fredward Jonathon Benson to be your lawfully wedded husband?" asked the Justice of the Peace.
"Yes, I do," replied Sam, looking into Freddie's eyes. She was a little bit nervous, but also incredibly happy. She was marrying the guy of her dreams.
The only thing that could have made it better was to have baby Fredward here,
with his mom and his dad.
"And do you Fredward Jonathon Benson take Samantha Mellissa Puckett to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the Justice of the Peace asked Freddie.
Melanie was crying tears of happiness because she couldn't believe her twin was actually getting married. Gibby looked over, saw Melanie's tears, and put his head on Carly's shoulder, getting all emotional as well. Not knowing what else to do, Carly rubbed Gibby's head, trying to comfort him as he was beginning to quietly sob.
"I do," Freddie answered as he looked into Sam's eyes. Nothing else mattered to him at this moment; he was marrying a beautiful woman and soon he'd have his son back, too.
"Ladies and Gentleman, I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Fredward Benson.
Freddie, you may kiss your bride," said the Justice of the Peace.
With the way Freddie was gazing at her, Sam almost forgot that there was anyone else in the room. She closed her eyes, anticipating his kiss.
Freddie didn't care that anyone else was there, he wrapped his arms around Sam and gave her kiss which was soft, yet so full of passion.
As Freddie swept Sam closer and his lips met hers, she wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, kissing him with equal passion. It had been nearly 6 weeks now since their son's birth and during her healing period, they hadn't made love. Knowing they were now married and wanting him so badly, she kissed him with a stunning fever. After that hot kiss, she finally pulled away, dazed.
Her blue eyes were blazing with desire.
Before she could say anything to Freddie, their friends and family were coming closer, hugging and congratulating them. "It was a beautiful ceremony," Carly whispered to Sam as she held her best friend in a tight hug.
"I'm so glad you were here," Sam said to Carly.
Then Melanie grabbed her twin in a great big hug as well. "My baby sister is married," Melanie said as she hugged Sam.
"You're only a few minutes older," Sam replied as she held Melanie just as tight.
"I'm happy for you, Son," Jonathon told Freddie after a warm hug.
Soon everyone had exchanged hugs and had given Sam and Freddie their congratulations. Now it was time to call on Marissa and demand that Baby Freddie be given back to his parents. "I miss my baby," Sam said sadly.
"Let's go get him."
Freddie put his arm around Sam. "I miss him, too," he told her. "Now its definitely time to get him back." Baby Fredward belonged with them, and it was time to get him away from his crazy grandmother. Freddie just hoped that everything went smoothly with all of this, yet there was no telling with his mom.
As they got back into the car to return to Bushwell Plaza where the Shay's and Marissa lived, Jonathon started giving instructions. Gibby and Spencer were to remain in the hallway, to stop Marissa if she should try to escape with baby Freddie. Sam, Freddie, and Jonathon were going to confront Marissa and attempt to reason with her to give the baby back. And meanwhile,
Melanie and Carly would sneak by them as they were confronting Marissa and they would get the baby and take him to safety. It all seemed like a perfect plan and Jonathon really hoped it would work. He didn't want Freddie's child taken from him, just as Marissa had stole Freddie from him all those years ago.
Standing at Marissa's doorstep, Jonathon rang the doorbell. Marissa had just put the baby in a crib she had recently erected in her son's former bedroom.
"Be right back, Little Freddie-Bear," she told her grandson, putting the bottle of formula aside on the nightstand. She had been trying without success to give the baby the bottle for over an hour now, but he had been refusing. Baby Freddie was restless and fretful, because he wanted his mommy and the nourishing mother's milk she had always provided him.
Sam held Freddie's hand when Marissa came to the door. Marissa looked as though she had seen a ghost as she was staring at Jonathon. "Jonathon! Ohhhh myyy God! What are YOU doing here?" she gasped. She hadn't seen her husband since Freddie had been four and she had ran off, taking Freddie from his dad.
"Marissa," Jonathon said dryly. "You have our grandson, and you are giving him back to Sam and Freddie."
"No, I'm not," Marissa said as she tried to slam the door in Jonathon's face.
Jonathon put his foot inside the door, not allowing Marissa to close it on him.
Forcefully, he manuevered his way inside. "Where's the baby?" he demanded.
As Jonathon moved closer to Marissa, the two of them were now standing in the livingroom, as were Sam and Freddie. "Marissa, give me my baby!" Sam spoke up.
"You hit me over the head and you took him! And Freddie and I want him back - NOW!"
Marissa totally ignored Sam as began harping on Freddie. "Freddie, why did you leave me? And why are you hanging out with your father again? I told you he's bad news," Marissa said to her son. "And what in the world were you thinking when you slept with Samantha Puckett? Her mother is a stripper!
And she's a filthy drunk! And now you have a child by her?"
"She's going to give you some sort of disease!" screamed Marissa.
"SHUT UP!" Freddie yelled. "Dad isn't bad news! You are! You're selfish and completely nuts! Sam is NOT her mother! She's sweet, funny, loving and caring!
And I can't get a disease if I've only slept with one girl, and she's only slept with me! Besides now it's time to hand over the baby, because he belongs with me and Sam. He's our son and Sam is my wife."
"Your - your wife?" Marissa gasped, looking as though she might upchuck.
She then turned to Jonathon, furious with her husband. "How DARE you sign those consent papers so our son could marry this slutty little whore?" she yelled, glaring at him.
"Stop it, Marissa. Sam's a nice girl and our son is IN LOVE with her. She'll make a hell of a better mother to our grandson than you ever did to our child!"
Jonathon quipped as he returned his wife's intense glare.
As the huge argument was going on in the livingroom, Carly and Melanie snuck by in search of baby Freddie. They found the baby boy in the crib in the back bedroom. Gently, Melanie lifted her tiny nephew into her arms, kissing his little head. "Hi, baby boy ... are you okay?" she crooned to him, lovingly holding him close.
Fredward II whimpered a little, rooting around for something to eat. "I think he's hungry," Melanie spoke, looking at Carly.
"Don't look at me," Carly said, knowing that only Sam could provide what the baby needed.
"Let's get him over to your place," said Melanie, sneaking back out again.
Cautiously, Melanie and Carly left with the baby and returned to Carly's apartment. Once they got him there, baby Freddie began to wail.
"Ohhh no, what will we do?" Carly gasped, seeing little Fredward's face get all red.
Meanwhile, Marissa was still livid about her son being married to Sam. She wanted to strangle Samantha Puckett for taking her son away. She was so totally immersed in her argument with Jonathon, Freddie, and Sam that she didn't even notice that her neighbor and Sam's twin sister had quietly snuck in and taken Baby Freddie.
"Fredward Jonathon Benson, you are dead to me!" she said in a growl. "Get out of my apartment and never show your face here again. And as for you..." She said in a hateful voice, giving Sam the evil-eye, "I know you are going to turn out just like your mother ... a no-good, slutty drunk! And I'll be laughing my ass off when you do!"
"The two of you don't deserve that baby!" Marissa screamed.
She then turned to Jonathon, letting him have it next. "And this means we are getting a divorce!"
Jonathon only laughed. "Thank God!" he quipped. "And Marissa, you have been throwing such a tantrum that you didn't even notice baby Fredward is no longer here!"
"Where is he?" Marissa asked, frantically looking around.
Sam let out a heavy sigh, totally drained from the pointless argument with Marissa. "None of your concern. Time for me to go feed my son," Sam said,
turning on her heel and walking out.
Freddie glared at his mother before he left. "I hope you enjoy your lonely,
lonely life," he spoke.
He then turned and went after Sam trying to catch up to her.
"Sam," he said worriedly. He wanted to be sure that she was okay.
Sam had really had it with Marissa Benson. She couldn't stand the sight of her and in all actuality, Sam had never really liked Marissa, not in the slightest.
But after today, Sam completely wanted to wash her hands of Freddie's hateful mother. When Freddie entered the hallway, coming after her, Sam turned,
looking at him. "It's okay, Freddie," she said to him, going to him and giving him a hug. "You can't help it if your mother is a total bitch. Don't worry,
my mom will never win the Mother-of-the-Year Award either."
"Let's not worry about her, okay? Our son needs us now," Sam said to Freddie,
taking his hand so they could enter Carly's apartment together and she could go nurse their baby.
When they walked into Carly's, Baby Freddie was making his hunger known. He had a good set of lungs on him, crying so loud that he had the whole room in an uproar. Spencer was making goofy faces at him, trying to make him laugh.
Gibby was dancing around shirtless, also trying to entertain the crying baby.
Carly was rocking him and trying to sing a lullaby... and poor Melanie, she looked so upset; she might just burst into tears herself.
Sam walked over and gently took the squirming baby from Carly. "Hey there,
what's all this crying about, little man?" she asked Baby Fredward as she began taking him up the staircase to Carly's bedroom so she could nurse him.
"Thank God you're here, Sam," Melanie said as her sister was leaving. "I have never heard a baby cry that much or that loud."
"Baby has Momma's appetite," Sam said before disappearing up the staircase.
Everyone burst into laughter as Sam's voracious appetite was well-known. After Sam had gone to feed the baby, Carly turned to Freddie. "How'd things go with your mom?" she asked cautiously. From what she had heard earlier in Marissa's apartment, things hadn't gone so well at all.
Freddie sighed. "She is a serious nut-job; I'm done with her," he said to Carly, shaking his head.
Meanwhile, at Marissa's, she and Jonathon were having a heated argument.
"You've succeeded in driving our son from your life. Freddie's right ... you're nothing but selfish!" Jonathon yelled.
"Get out, Jonathon! You took Freddie from me and I will never forgive you!"
"I'll have my lawyer contact yours with the divorce papers!" he exclaimed. "I will thank God everyday to finally be free of you!"
She kicked him out the door, slamming the door in his face. Jonathon walked away, going over to Carly's. He knocked on the door and Spencer opened it,
allowing him in. He walked over to where Freddie was standing, laying a hand on his shoulder.
"You okay, Son?" he asked with concern.
"I'm fine, Dad. What about you?" Freddie responded. He knew his Mom probably drove his dad nuts, too.
Jonathon shrugged. "Your mother and I are getting a divorce, but I'm sure that's no surprise. I'm so glad you and Sam have little Freddie back now and he's where he belongs, with the two of you," Jonathon said to his son. "I'm just sorry your mom did and said all those things, Freddie. She really is disturbed."
Sam fed and burped little Freddie, then cuddled him close as he fell asleep in her arms. After he was content once again, she returned downstairs, carrying her son. She went to Freddie's side, so he too could see their baby boy.
"Is baby Fredward okay, Sam?" Jonathon asked his new daughter-in-law.
"He's great," Sam told Jonathon with a smile.
Jonathon smiled down at his grandson resting in Sam's arms. "Well, now that that terrible business with Marissa is over, why don't I make arrangements for you and Freddie to go on a little honeymoon getaway?" suggested Jonathon.
Sam raised one eyebrow, looking at Freddie. "Only if baby Freddie can come,
too," she insisted.
"Sure, I was actually thinking of a cozy bed and breakfast nearby here. You two deserve something nice," spoke Jonathon.
"Yeah, you do," Melanie spoke up in agreeance. "You two should go and have a great time."
"What do you think, Freddie? I really want some time alone together," Sam said to her new husband. "You, me, and our son."
"Ohhh how romantic!" Carly gasped. "Newly wedded bliss!"
Gibby looked all watery-eyed again. All this mushy romantic stuff really made him miss Tasha. Spencer was grinning as he gave Freddie a slap on the back.
"Go for it, Freddie!" he chuckled.
Freddie chuckled. "I think it sounds absolutely perfect," he said to Sam. He smiled, glad that he was going to be spending some time with Sam, and it seemed that everyone approved. Him, Sam and their son- Baby Freddie; it was totally perfect.
Sam couldn't stop smiling; she had baby Fredward back in her arms, she and Freddie had just gotten married, and now they were about to go on a honeymoon.
Who knew when she woke up earlier that morning, that this day would be so extremely eventful?
"That settles it then," said Jonathon as he excused himself to use the phone to make a few honeymoon arrangements for his son and his new daughter-in-law.
"You know, Freddie and I have nothing here ... no clothes, nothing for the baby,
we weren't planning to stay in Seattle for any certain length of time," Sam spoke up.
"Spencer and I would be happy to loan you a few things ... and as for the baby,
Auntie Melanie and I will do a little shopping. We'll get some diapers and a few other baby items," Carly offered kindly.
"Wow, that's very nice of you," Sam said, smiling at her best friend. She then gave her sister a big grin. "Everyone has been ... well, just wonderful."
"That's what friends are for," Carly said. "Let's run get a few things at the store, Mel. I'm sure Sam and Freddie are anxious to get to their honeymoon get-away."
Melanie giggled, picking up her purse and leaving with Carly. That left Spencer and Gibby alone with Sam and Freddie.
"How's things going with you and Tasha?" Sam asked Gibby.
"Okay," said Gibby. "I miss her a lot though. She went on a trip with her parents."
"Be right back," Spencer spoke up. "I'm gonna round up some clothes and things for Freddie to borrow."
And after Spencer exited, that left Sam and Freddie with just Gibby. "So,
Freddie, now that you and Sam are a couple, does she still beat the crap out of you when she gets in those explosive moods of hers?" Gibby wondered, looking at Sam a bit cautiously, as though afraid she might just toss him to the floor for his remarks.
Sam burst into laughter. "Nooooo, Freddie hasn't given me any reason to 'beat the crap out of him' lately," Sam said with a smirk.
Freddie laughed. "I keep her occupied instead," he teased. Things sure had changed since they became a couple. He was glad, too; it wasn't a bad change.
Although he could still remember Sam jumping on him the first time she wanted him.
Sam felt herself blushing several shades of red at Freddie's suggestive reply.
*Oooohhhh Myyyy* she was thinking. *I haven't had sex in far too long.*
Glancing at Freddie and seeing that smirk on his face, that's all she could think about, consummating their marriage.
And that's when Jonathon approached, having just hung up the phone. "You two are in luck. I just booked the Honeymoon Suite at the Palisades Bed and Breakfast," Jonathon informed them. "I told them we'd be arriving in just about an hour."
"Ummm ... Wow, that sounds great," Sam said, still blushing.
"Did I miss something?" Jonathon asked, seeing the look on Sam's face.
"No ... uhhhh..." Sam said, shifting uncomfortably.
Luckily for Sam, at that moment Carly and Melanie came through the door with a carseat, diaper bag and other necessities for baby Fredward. "Thanks so much,"
Sam said gratefully to her best friend and sister. Carly then hurried upstairs to get some clothes and other items for Sam to borrow.
"So, what did I miss while I was gone?" Melanie asked, looking from Sam, to Freddie, then to Gibby.
"Freddie was telling us that he has to keep Sam occupied so she doesn't beat the crap out of him," Gibby replied.
"Better watch it, Gibby ... I haven't beat up Freddie for quite a long while, so you never know ... if I get in the mood to punch something, you might be next,"
Sam said in warning. She then busied herself with diapering the baby and putting him in his carseat. Gibby looked quite scared, because he knew Sam wouldn't hesitate as she never had before. Freddie tried not to laugh when he heard Sam's words. *Poor Gibby,* he was thinking.
After Sam had the baby ready, Carly and Spencer reappeared with duffel bags of clothes for the newly married couple. "Looks like we are ready to go,"
Jonathon said. "Everyone ready?"
"Yep," answered Sam, giving everyone big hugs.
"Love you, Sis," she said, hugging Melanie extra tight.
Then she hugged Carly. "You're the best friend ever," spoke Sam.
Next she hugged Spencer, then Gibby. Gibby looked a little afraid of Sam at first, then he embraced her tightly. "Have fun keeping her occupied," Gibby called out just before Sam and Freddie left with Jonathon.
Saying his goodbyes to everyone, Freddie helped to carry the stuff out to the car. He knew that Sam wouldnt be beating up anyone if he kept her busy enough tonight, and he was really looking forward to doing just that.