To say Sam Puckett was confused would be a ginormous understatement.
She felt like she was freakin' losing her mind.
(Again.)
Now, maybe seven or eight years ago, Sam Puckett may have been able to successfully complete the task at hand.
Fake date your ex-boyfriend, kiss him multiple times per day, lie to your best friends and totally have no feelings for him at all, whilst being three months pregnant.
Sam was finding three of these tasks particularly impossible.
1) Fakedating him.
2) Lying to your best friends (and their nerdy boyfriends)
3) Having no feelings for said boy
Sam had plenty of feelings for Freddie Benson.
It was kind of hard not to. Sure they were only fake dating, but this included kissing, hugging, holding hands, complementing and touching him, and not to mention the fact that their child was due in six months and three days.
Sam was considering how she was supposed to hid- "Sam! Sam!"
She was broken out of her thoughts.
It was her little red-head friend.
"Hey, Cat."
"Were you daydreaming about Freddie again?"
"Something like that, yeah."
"Awww, that's so sweet." Cat giggled. "So, anyway, Carly said she feels like throwing a party tonight."
"A party?"
"Yeah, you know, where you dance and eat and there's balloons and decorations and cake and-"
"I know what a party is, Cat. I mean, why?"
"Oh, I don't know. She won't tell us. It's important, though"
"That's fine by me, but who will she invite?"
"She doesn't want many others. Carly says it's just for us."
"Okeydokey then."
"Will you help plan it?"
"Does that require getting up?"
"I think so."
"Then no."
"Please? Come on, Carly said you and Freddie can go buy the food."
"Does Freddie have to come?"
"You should want him to!"
"Just because he's my boyfriend, doesn't mean I like him."
Sam huffed and then went back to daydreaming.
Cat dragged her off the bed and made her do it anyway.
By the time night came, everybody was still clueless about the purpose of the party. The place was decorated, and there was food (a lot of it) and the only additional guests were Spencer and Benji's friend Millie. Carly and Cat were wearing dresses (Carly had bought a new one just for the occasion) but Carly was unable to convince Sam to wear one. For some reason, Sam protested even more than usual, and decided she would wear a blouse instead (like most days, recently). Carly had commented it was too big for her, but Sam had justified that it was the new fashion.
After an hour, Sam had already eaten all the food, Benji and Millie had given up on dancing and were playing in the corner, and Cat was in super-duper hyper mode. Everything went silent when Carly stood on the couch. She grabbed Gibby's hand and he stood up next to her.
"We have an announcement to make."
Sam and Freddie shared a glance.
"Now, I just want to say a few thank-you's first. Cat and Robbie, thank you so much for letting us live with you at first. We needed a place to stay and you let us in. We cannot thank you enough." Carly smiled.
"Also to Sam and Freddie. You shared a bed whilst Carly Sam's, and let us into your house, too. You helped her emotionality, and I would like to thank you for that, too." Gibby added.
"And to Spencer. Thank you for forgiving me after all these years."
"You're a good kid, Spence."
"And last but not least, a big thank you to Benji. You're the best little boy in the world and we love you!"
"Thank you!" Benji screamed from the corned. Everybody laughed.
"Now, you're probably wondering what this announcement is. Well, here we go… Gibby and I are moving back to Seattle. I've found a job as a lawyer back there, and the company are giving me a scholarship for Seattle Uni."
Everybody in the room cheered.
"I'm going with her." Gibby smiled. "I'm going with her to be with her… Carly, I love you."
The room was then silent. "I love you… I think I always have. I understand you're scared of a relationship. Your last one didn't work out. So, I have a theory. We don't have to go through all the relationship chiz. We don't need any real commitment yet. I just have one thing to ask of you."
Gibby reached inside his blazer pocket and pulled out a box. "Carly… will you marry me?" He opened the lid to present the ring. "This ring is a sign of our love. It will go on forever, even if we don't 'go out'. I'd love to marry you someday, but I want it to be when you're comfortable. This ring is a sigh that when you're ready, I will marry you. I will marry you right there and then, if that's what you want. I love you, Carly Shay."
The first person that could be heard sobbing was Sam. The most unexpected, yes, but she was an emotional three-month pregnant woman.
And that was also the sweetest thing she had ever heard.
Carly was next. She was sobbing so much she had to sit down. Gibby followed. "I understand if you don't-"
"Yes!" She shouted happily through her tears. "Yes, I'd love to marry you! Gibby I love you so much! That was so thoughtful and sweet and… perfect." She kissed him on the cheek. "Gibby, I, I…."
Gibby slipped the ring on her finger and silenced her with a kiss.
"W-We have an announcement too." Sam and Freddie stood up on the couch.
"You're getting married?" Cat cried happily.
"No!" Sam laughed. "Look, we're really sorry about keeping this a secret from you guys but-"
"So you are getting married!" Robbie accused.
"No! Look, I know you'll be mad when I tell you but I needed to feel ready." Sam looked at Freddie for confidence. He held her hand and squeezed it comfortingly.
"You want me to tell them?" He whispered in her ear.
"No, I got this." She whispered back. "We're… I'm… Erm…"
"Come on, you can do this." Carly encouraged from below.
Sam smiled and held her ever-growing stomach. "I'm fat." She announced.
"You're what?"
"Fat. See, look." Sam lifted up her shirt slightly to reveal her baby bump. Freddie kissed her cheek and then put his hand on the baby, smiling at her.
"Sam… you're… omigod. I can't believe this." Carly gave her a look of realization.
"What?"
"You're wearing one of those fake pregnancy things aren't you? You know those pads which make you look pregnant but you're not and why would you do this to us I mean it's not even funny and you couldn't be pregnant and-"
Sam and Freddie burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?"
"Why would I do that, Carls?"
"You mean you didn't?"
"No, I did not! It's r-"
"Mummy?" Benji tugged on Sam's legs. Freddie picked his son up so he could be closer to Sam.
"Yes, darling?" She smiled.
"Do you have a baby inside of you?" He smiled hopefully.
"I do, honey, I really do." Freddie brought Benji down to Sam's stomach and showed him the bump. "You're going to have a baby brother or sister!"
"No. Way." Carly said slowly. "Really?"
"Really." Freddie confirmed.
"But… you're really pregnant?"
"Yep." Sam said happily.
"With who?"
"Who do you think it's with, Carly?"
"OH MY GOD YOU AND FREDDIE HAVE HAD SE-"
"Carly. Little ears." Sam reminded.
"But… this is amazing!" Carly jumped up and hugged her best friend.
"Carly. Baby bump." Sam reminded.
"Sorry, this is just so exciting. How long have you known?"
"About a month." Sam smiled. "We're three months on."
"Six months to go wooo!" Gibby cheered.
"I'm so happy for you both!" Carly hugged Freddie.
"We've also got another confession."
"You're having twins?" Gibby suggested.
"Nope. We're not actually dating…"
"What?"
"Yeah, we kind of used it as a cover-up..."
"GUYS I HAVE A THEORY!" Cat suddenly called. It was the first time she'd spoken in a while. "The moodswings, the sickness, the hunger… what if Sam's pregnant?"
Everyone else groaned.