A/N – I understand this is a really short chapter, and I'm sorry, but I felt like it didn't need anything else, anyway. A happy ending, a big Seddie moment and a giant plot twist, what more do you want?
"I think this house is suitable." The lady said who had arrived from the adoption agency. "You have everything you need, the supplies, the rooms…"
"Thank you." Freddie smiled.
"You just won't have enough rooms if you decide to adopt another child."
"I don't think we will."
"Well, that's fine then. I will get back to you as soon as possible. Good luck, and I hope you have a good day."
"You too." Sam shook her hand, and then she hugged Freddie tightly.
It was all going to plan.
The next week, the papers came through saying that they were fit to adopt Benji; so he was officially theirs. They had a little party to celebrate "their son" (Sam still found it a little weird). Freddie woke up the next morning to see that Sam was still asleep. He noticed she'd been sleeping a lot recently – and thought that the whole adoption thing must be catching up on her. He watched her for a while, until she slowly started to stir. "Morning." He whispered.
"Hi…" She groaned.
"You alright?"
"No."
"What's up?"
"I feel all tired and heavy."
"You feel heavy?"
"Yeah… like I feel fat and lumpy and I hurt."
"Firstly, Sam, you are not fat."
"I feel it." Sam grumbled.
Freddie pulled the duvets down slightly. He pulled on the hem of her t-shirt, lifting it up slightly. "See," He smiled at her comfortingly. Sam was in shock because of what he was doing. "You're perfect. Not too skinny, but not fat in the slightest." He continued to rub her stomach, caressing it slightly.
Across the room, Carly had her mouth open in shock. It seemed both Sam and Freddie had forgotten she was sharing a room with them, or thought she was fast asleep. She stayed silent as she watched this moment go on between her friends, lying back down without a sound.
"Maybe you're due on 'that time of the month'?" Freddie suggested as he stayed in bed with Sam later that day. She was still feeling down, even though Freddie had tried to solve it.
"Don't say that." Sam ordered. "Boys think that that's an excuse for everything in a girl's life. It's not."
"I was just saying." Freddie defended. "I feel like I haven't hand-fed you a mound of sweets in a while."
"Maybe I got Benji to do it." Sam stuck her tongue out at him, though he could notice the worried look on her face. They were both silent for a moment. "Freddie… you don't think I'm pregnant, do you?"
"What? Why?"
"I mean… I've been having all the signs, right? The sickness, the cravings, the mood swings, the pain, the tiredness... Freddie, I don't think that's just me being me."
"But we…"
"I know, but Freddie it all adds up."
"I really doubt it." Freddie sighed. "There's only like a 1 in a million chance you are."
A/N - I really hope none of you hate this idea. I've been planning it for ages (with foreshadowing) and I personally love the idea. Even though they're not together, Seddie can get through it, right? (If she is REALLY pregnant. Maybe they're just being paranoid?)
Please review and tell me your thoughts on the pregnancy, I'd really like to see what you guys think! And if you hate the idea and decide to never read my story again, then I'll get Jennette on you.