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When Sam awoke the next morning, she fed the baby and left him lying next to his daddy as she went to take her shower in the adjoining bathroom. After her shower, she got dressed and returned to see if Freddie had awakened yet.
Freddie had gotten up and had dressed baby Freddie for his day with Auntie Melanie and Spencer. He was playing with his son, when Sam came out of the bathroom.
He smiled at her and said, "Hey there, you."
Sam smiled when she saw her cute little boy in his outfit. "Baby," she said,
picking him up and kissing his soft cheek. She then lay him down gently and reached for Freddie. Her lips met his as she went into his arms. But as usual, someone was knocking on the door.
"Yeah, whattya want?" Sam called out, rolling her eyes.
"Carly's here to take you to Yakima," Melanie's voice spoke in response.
"Our ride is here," Sam said to Freddie. "You go take your shower and I'll go down and talk to Carly." She got up and carried baby Freddie out to see his Auntie Melanie. Melanie squeeled with happiness when she saw her adorable little nephew.
Freddie took a quick shower and changed his clothes as he didn't want to keep Carly waiting. When he was ready he headed down, finding Melanie with Baby Freddie. He kissed Baby Freddie's little cheek and found Sam with Carly. "Ready to head out?" he asked.
"Sure, we are ready to go," Sam said as she and Carly were both ready for the trip to Yakima.
"Carls said we are stopping at Inside Out Burger before we leave Seattle to get some breakfast through the drive-thru," Sam told Freddie, because as usual she was extremely hungry.
"Yeah, we gotta feed Sam's stomach," laughed Carly as they got in the car and she started the engine.
"I can't help it! I love food, okay?" Sam said in her own defense. Carly cracked up laughing as she backed out of Gibby's driveway. Some things never changed.
Freddie chuckled. "I should start carrying a bag of bacon again," he said. "At least you'll have a snack then." He was glad that Sam still had the same appetite; she wouldnt be her if she didn't.
"Sam used to carry a big ziploc bag of ribs in one purse compartment and a bag of chicken wings in the other," Carly recalled. "She called it her 'emergency meat.'" Sam just grinned, cuz she could not deny it was true.
"Momma does love her meat," Sam spoke with a smirk.
A couple of minutes later, they had pulled up at Inside-Out Burger, Sam's favorite fast-food restaurant. They went through the drive-thru and the guy said in an annoying, nasally voice, "Inside Outside Burger, can I take your order?"
"Damn, that sounds like Nevel," Sam exclaimed.
"Shhhhh... be quiet, Sam," Carly scolded. "Just order."
"Okay... okay!" Sam quipped.
"I'll have an Inside Out Egg and Cheese Sandwich with Bacon, French Toast Sticks, Cheesy Tots, and a Jumbo Size Chocolate Milk," Sam called out.
Carly cracked up. "Hungry, much?" she said to Sam.
Sam just shrugged, then Carly ordered. "I'll take a Sausage biscuit and an orange juice," said Carly. Now it was Freddie's turn.
Freddie ordered his food and then reached for his wallet to pay for all of them.
*Sam must be hungry today.* he thought. *She's getting back that appetite; that's for sure.*
After their food had been ordered, Carly pulled forward through the drive-thru to the pick-up window. Their order was ready promptly so Carly accepted Freddie's cash and handed it to the guy in the window. Sam burst out laughing when she discovered that the guy who had taken their order WASN'T the infamous Nevel Papperman. Nevel might have poisoned their food or something.
As they headed off toward Yakima, they began munching on their breakfast. It was a long drive but the three of them had a lot to chat about. They sure had a lot of remember-whens.
"Remember when we went to Japan and we had to jump out of that cargo plane and you were scared Freddie, and Sam sort of 'helped' by just pushing you out of it?" Carly exclaimed.
"Ohhh that was a GOOD time!" Sam laughed. "Freddifer looked sooo damn cute going down!"
"I was scared too, but you held my hand," Carly said fondly to Sam.
"I wasn't scared - I thought it was a RUSH," Sam said with a smile. "Remember when I got that job at Chili My Bowl and what a disaster that was?"
"How could I forget?" Carly gasped. "I thought you'd have a nervous breakdown... you hated that place!"
"Working there was horrible! They didn't let me take naps, watch Girly Cow, or play games online, and they expected me to be NICE! Imagine me, being nice!
And they wouldn't even allow me to eat any of the chili!" Sam exclaimed. "And you know how Momma loves chili!"
Freddie laughed, listening to the two of them discussing the adventures they had all shared. "Wow! Why do I feel like all that was a lifetime ago?" he asked.
"We should all do more together now that we're all together again."
"It really hasn't been all that long ago," Sam said with a smile. "And yeah,
I'd like to have a lot more adventures, too."
"Me too ... but minus the jumping-out-of-cargo-planes," laughed Carly. "I think I've had enough of that for a life-time."
Sam had just finished scarfing her food. She was sipping her chocolate milk through her straw. "Carly, can I ask you something?" she asked her best friend.
"Uhhh sure..." Carly said, not liking that tone in Sam's voice.
"Do you like Gibby? You know ... I mean like 'LIKE' him?" Sam wanted to know.
"Ohhh wow ... look a squirrel, over there ... along the side of the road!" Carly gasped out, trying to change the subject.
"Carls, I saw the way you looked at him last night. You're crushing on him! I can tell," Sam observed.
"Sam! He has a girlfriend!" Carly replied.
"Yeah, but she wasn't there for him when he needed her. You were," Sam pointed out. "Just tell me ... do you want to bump uglies with the Gibster?"
"OMG! Sam!" Carly looked at Freddie. "Honestly, Freddie, how do you put up with her?"
Sam just shrugged. "Aw, he's used to my vulgar talk."
Freddie laughed. "I think I'm immune to all things Sam now," he said, shaking his head.
"But seriously, Sam, if she doesnt wanna talk about it, don't make her. That's not nice ... oh wait who am I talking to?" he said, shaking his head. "Sorry Carly, you know she won't stop 'til you tell her."
"Your wife has a dirty mind!" Carly said to Freddie. Sam just cracked up with laughter.
Finally, Sam's laughter died down. "I'm sorry, Carls. I don't mean to pry. I just care about you and Gibby so much..." Sam said with concern.
"Honestly, Sam, I care about Gibby a great deal, too. He's a super guy, the best ... and well, Tasha hasn't been treating him like she should," Carly replied, sort of in her own way answering Sam's question.
"Then he should dump Tasha and totally date you. I KNOW you'd treat him right!" Sam said as if she was trying to play matchmaker. "And now that Melanie is with Spencer-."
"What?" Carly gasped, nearly driving off the road. "MELANIE IS WITH SPENCER?"
"Well, I don't know if she's WITH HIM, with him, but they have a thing for each other. My sister is totally crushing on your older brother!" Sam replied
"Ohhh my God!" Carly gasped.
"Yep, and they are at your place right now, watching Baby Freddie," Sam said with a smirk. "Love is in the air, I'm telling you..."
Freddie was trying his hardest not to laugh, but it was weird. There WAS something in the air. "Do you really think they'll get together?" he asked curiously. "Melanie and Spencer?"
"He's a lot older than her, Sam. You gotta think of that, guys!" Carly replied.
"Yeah, he's older... but she's going to be 18 in like 3 weeks. So, then it's perfectly legal. And what does age matter when 2 people truly care about one another? Spencer's a great guy and if he makes Mel happy, I think we should all support them," Sam spoke up. Sam suddenly gasped.
"Three weeks till my 18th birthday!" she yelled. Her screaming was so loud,
she nearly broke out Carly's eardrums.
"Oh? I take it you are happy about that?" Carly said with a little laugh.
"We are sooooooo gonna party!" Sam said with a grin while she was jumping up and down in her seat.
"Yeah, we should do something fun for your birthday. What do you think,
Freddie?" Carly asked. "Got any ideas?"
Freddie laughed. He loved how it took Sam a full second to realize it was HER birthday in three weeks, too. "Oscar Meyer Factory?" he joked. "Ummm let's see. Well, a party is a must - we should rent out a huge place and just get everything; the works and have a huge awesome party that no one will ever forget."
"Ohh yeah yeah!" said Sam excitedly when Freddie mentioned the Oscar Meyer Weiner Factory. "Can we go to Robin's Weiner's first? And then we could party after that?" She liked Freddie's idea of a huge party. They could invite all their family and friends ... Well, almost everyone, except Freddie's mom and hers. She wouldn't be putting those two on the guest list.
"I think we should have a real party this time, with booze and everything!"
Carly said with a giggle. "We'll only live once right ... we may as well have a little fun!"
"Ohhh Carls, I like it when your bad!" said Sam with a wicked little laugh. "Can we get strippers, too? I mean, someone other than Gibby ... we know how he always likes to strip off his shirt and dance at our parties..."
"I think we should do it ALL! It's a big celebration, Sam ... you AND Melanie will be 18!" Carly exclaimed.
Freddie laughed. "Alright. Robin's Weiners and then a big party with booze," he said.
"Any other requests, ladies? I should probably rent a place soon."
Sam smirked devilishly when Freddie said, "Any other requests, ladies?"
"Hell yeah I have another request! I want male strippers at my party... and I am sure Mel does too!" Sam exclaimed, looking over at Carly. "How about you,
Carly? You wanna see guys stripping, don't cha?"
Carly was blushing profusely. "CARLY!" Sam cried out. "Say it, tell the truth!"
"Yeah, yeah I do," Carly admitted.
"You heard it, Fredward... we want to see hot men taking it off!" Sam stated.
"But that would be expensive, Sam... hiring real strippers!" Carly pointed out.
"Who says we need REAL strippers? We have Spencer, Freddie, and Gibby!" Sam said with a naughty smirk.
"OMG!" Carly freaked.
Freddie choked. "You want what? You have what?" he gasped when he heard his wife mention his name.
"Are you CRAZY?" he asked. "I can't do that!"
"You don't have to take it all off, just dance around in a g-string or bikini undies or something," Sam bargained. "Ohhh please, Freddie, for me? If Gibby and Spencer say yes ... will you?" Sam gave Freddie a pleading look.
"Sam, come on, you want a ROOM full of people to see me in next to nothing?" he asked in disbelief.
For a moment, Sam was livid as she was staring Freddie down. Carly actually feared that her two best friends were going to have a massive fight ... and it certainly wouldn't be the first time. Eventually though, Sam let out a deep breath, her body language showing she was starting to calm. A strange expression came to her face. Freddie had said, "You want a ROOM full of people to see me in next to nothing?" Sam's jealous nature began taking over.
"Scratch the strippers, Carls!" she cried out, looking once again at Carly. "I don't want to see your brother or Gibby half-naked, and NO ONE and I mean NO ONE is gonna be looking at MY man. I don't want Melanie or you to see Freddifer in a g-string."
"Why don't we hire a jank clown or something? Do you think Nora's pathetic clown is still available or do you suppose the old coot died?"
Carly laughed. "OMG, Sam! He had a brain aneurysm when you danced with him or have you forgotten?"
"It's not my fault!" Sam exclaimed. "If we don't have a clown... and we don't have strippers... what else can we get?"
Freddie relaxed when Sam retracted the idea of him stripping - thank God. Because if he had agreed and she saw him she'd flip out because of the room full of people seeing him nearly naked.
"Well, we can surely find some entertainment for the this party; maybe a band or maybe or maybe we could hire acrobats or something else cool," He suggested. "Or I'm sure there is a clown available somewhere in Seattle."
"Great ideas, Freddie. Maybe Gibby, Spencer or Melanie will have some ideas,
too," Carly replied.
Sam was looking at Freddie with a smirk on her face. "Ahhhh remember when you dressed up in your cute little clown costume? You were so freakin adorable,"
Sam spoke to him teasingly.
Carly cracked up, as she recalled that very memorable moment when Sam had tricked Freddie into believing it was "Clown Dress-up Day" at school. "I thought Freddie was gonna clobber you, Sam," Carly spoke.
"He chased me around for awhile, but he didn't catch me," Sam giggled.
"You have bad luck with clowns," Carly said in reference to Nora's clown Crampz who had collapsed while dancing with Sam.
"Ya think?" Sam said with a charming smile.
They had been having such an engaging chat, they hardly realized that they were entering Yakima.
Freddie shook his head. "You can be so evil at times, baby," he said to Sam with a smile. "But I can handle you now."
Carly had just pulled up at Sam and Freddie's apartment building and parked the car. "I'm not evil, Freddio, just naturally viscious ... and cute," Sam said with a giggle as they were exitting the car. She stuck her tongue out at Freddie as they were entering their apartment building. It was the first time Carly had seen their place. And now they were packing back up for the move back to Seattle.
"This shouldn't take long," Sam told Carly as the three of them got on the elevator. "We don't have much, just our clothes and few personal items. Mostly we will just be getting the baby items as the apartment was already furnished when we moved in."
Freddie chuckled and shook his head. He walked into the nursery to disessemble the baby furniture to pack it up.
Carly was helping out in the bedroom as well, packing up the clothes from the closet and the dresser. Meanwhile, Sam was in the kitchen, livingroom and bathroom, gathering hers and Freddie's personal items. She got hungry while she was working so she made a trip over to the fridge for a snack.
She was done in no time, so she came into the bedroom to see how Freddie and Carly were getting along. She was munching on a huge roasted turkey leg.
"Hey, how's it going?" Sam asked, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.
"I'm almost finished packing in here," Carly responded. She glanced at Sam then, seeing her friend devouring the turkey drumstick. "Sam, do you ever STOP eating?" she joked.
"Well yeah!" Sam said defensively. "When I am sleeping ... 'Course when I am sleeping, I am dreaming about eating..."
Freddie continued to pack up things as he heard Carly and Sam's conversation.
"Would not be my baby if she wasn't hungry," he said with a smile.
"Thank you, Fredilupe," said Sam with a appreciative smile. She watched as Freddie continued to gather baby Fredward's things and Carly packed up the last of the clothing.
"All done," Carly spoke as she grabbed a couple of duffel bags and got ready to carry them out to the car.
Sam put her half-eaten turkey drumstick aside and picked up the hanging clothes which were still on their hangers. It would probably take only 3 trips and they'd have the car all loaded. Sam and Freddie really didn't own much. The crib and baby items were the bulk of their possessions. At least Baby Freddie would have his own crib tonight.
Freddie carried the bigger stuff down to the car and loaded it, letting the girls handle the smaller, lighter things. When they were finished he predicted the car would be packed to the max.
Sam was humming to herself as she carried out her second load of items. Carly joined her as well, dancing around crazily in the parking lot. Some old dude stood there looking at them with contempt.
"Hey old dude, quit staring!" Sam hollered, frightening the grumpy old man.
The old man rushed inside the apartment building, clearly scared of Sam. "Be careful, Sam, you're going to give another old guy a brain aneurism!"
"What happened to Crampz wasn't my fault!" Sam replied.
"Freddie, tell Carls it wasn't my fault," Sam said, looking at her husband as he was putting some stuff into the trunk.
"He was a clown. He was old. Not her fault," Freddie replied, trying to situate things in the back of the car, so it would fit right. He didn't want it falling all over the place or them ending up with like a busted window or something because items went flying while they were driving down the road.
Carly just shook her head, a half-smile on her face as she went back inside to get the last of the items. Sam just stood there, gazing at Freddie as his muscles flexed while he was loading the car and rearranging the trunk. He looked so yummy he took her breath away. How had she ever thought this hot guy was a nerd? Well, maybe he was when they first met, somewhat of a nerd... but damn, he was amazingly built now. Sam came closer, running her hand lightly down his side as she never could get enough of touching him. "Freddio, you're smoking hot," she told him with a smirk. If Carly wasn't around, she'd totally have her way with him!
Freddie turned his head to look at her and chuckled softly. He leaned forwardm kissing her softly. "You're pretty damn hot too, baby," he said. He had just finished rearranging the trunk.
"We ready to head back?" he asked.
Sam returned the soft kiss, caressing his jaw. That's when Carly came out,
carrying the remaining stuff. "Looks like we are ready," Sam replied.
"Thanks so much, Carls," Sam said as she found a place for the last of the items in the backseat. They were now all packed up and ready to go.
"Let's go back to Seattle," Carly said, getting behind the wheel and starting the car. Sam got in the car as well. She was missing her baby boy.
*~o~*
Meanwhile, back in Seattle, Melanie and Spencer were over at his place, watching both Guppy and Baby Fredward. Melanie had just warmed a bottle for her little nephew. Since Gibby had funeral arrangements to make, Spencer had offered to keep Guppy as well. Guppy was watching Girly Cow on TV as Spencer held the fussy baby.
Melanie returned from the kitchen and sat down next to Spencer on the couch. "Would you like me to feed him or would you like to?" she asked over her nephew's hungry cries.
"Uhhh... well, I dunno... I've never fed a baby before," Spencer replied honestly. "I guess you better take him."
With a smile, Melanie reached for her cute little nephew, holding him against her and placing the bottle up to his lips. He let out a loud cry, turning his face away from the nipple. "Come on, baby... I know you are hungry," Melanie crooned, trying again.
Baby Fredward must have mistaken his aunt for his mommy, because he pressed his face to her chest, rooting around for a nipple. Melanie started to blush,
looking at Spencer who saw the whole thing. "Ohhh myyy...he must think *I'M*
Sam," said Melanie with embarrassment.
"Uhhh ... yeah, he must," Spencer said, scratching his head as though in thought as he hadn't been able to take his eyes off Melanie's exposed cleavage. "Maybe I ought to try to feed him."
"Please do," Melanie spoke, carefully handing the tiny bundle to Spencer. After a couple of tries, the baby finally took the bottle with Spencer's urging.
"Hey," Melanie said with a huge smile. "Great job, Spence." Spencer returned her bright smile, totally smitten with her.
~*o*~
Sam, Carly and Freddie had settled back into the car and were now on their way back to Seattle. They were finally going home; Freddie couldn't help but smile about that.
Sam was pleased to be returning to Seattle as well. Yakima had never seemed like home. Now they would be with all of their family and friends again. It would be wonderful having everyone together again.
The drive back went by uneventfully and soon they were pulling up at Bushwell Plaza, Spencer and Carly's apartment building. "I bet baby Fredward is missing us," Sam said to Freddie as they got on the elevator with Carly.
Freddie smiled, putting his arm around Sam. "I bet so, too. I know I missed him,"
he said. He did hope though that Spencer, Melanie, and Baby Freddie had a good time together. Or would they be walking into a mess?