A/N – I am SO sorry for the wait.
And did you hear about Jennette's mum? I feel so sorry for Jennette and the rest of the McCurdy's… she died on Friday. R.I.P Debra McCurdy3

Melanie ended up sleeping on the couch for the night. Yes, it was uncomfortable, but Sam told her to stop complaining. The night went by quickly – Benji was at Cat's and was returned home late, so they all went straight to sleep.
The next morning was an early one. Benji had experienced a nightmare so Sam and Freddie were comforting him at 5am. Melanie was a naturally early riser – and it appeared Pam Puckett was, too, because at 7am, there was a knock on the door.
Sam groaned and told Freddie to go get it. She was sat at the table having breakfast with Melanie and Benji.
"Pam Puckett is in the house!"
The three of them turned around to see Pam had strolled into the house.
And she was in a bikini.
"Mum!" Sam cried in embarrassment.
"Sam! Hi!"
Melanie could see that Freddie looked really uncomfortable.
"Can you get some clothes on or something?" Sam said.
"I do have 'clothes' on. I'm in a Bikini, right?"
"Mum that is not clothes!" Melanie sighed.
"I can wear what I want as clothes. This is a free country. I can wear whatever I'm comfortable in."
"You didn't really walk around the streets like that, did you?"
"Of course not, I might have got abducted or something. I was wearing my dressing gown." Pam picked up her dressing gown that she had thrown on the floor. "See?"
"Well can you put it back on? We have young children here." Sam patted Benji on the head.
Pam cooed. "Oh, I didn't see this little cutie. What's your name?" She said in a baby-like voice.
Benji started to cry.
"Look, you've scared him now." Sam sighed. "Freddie, can you take him to Cat's?"
"I think that's a good idea, Sammy." Freddie smiled at her. He picked up Benji and walked next door.
"Awww, he called you 'Sammy'." Melanie giggled.
"Is that man still yours?" Pam asked Sam.
"No." Sam rolled her eyes.
"Oh. Is he yours then?" She turned to Melanie.
"No." Melanie also rolled her eyes.
"Then why is he here?"
"He lives here with me." Sam answered. "And Benji is our adopted son."
At that moment, Freddie walked back in. "That's fine with Cat and Robbie." He smiled at Sam. He shuddered at Pam, and then sat down next to Melanie. Pam took the remaining vacant seat, in-between Sam and Freddie.
"So, why am I here?" Pam asked.
"Well… Freddie and I have something to tell you."
"Look, I can already guess. You have a house, you have a kid, and you're acting all lovely-dovely. You're obviously-"
"Look, we're not going out, okay." Sam sighed. "Mum… we're having a child."
The room was silent for a moment.
"You mean you're pregnant?"
"That's kind of what happens when you have a child."
"Don't be sarcastic with me, young lady. Look, I knew this would happen one day. Melanie would be the sensible one and you'd end up hooking-up with some random guy and-"
"Freddie is NOT 'some random guy', mum."
"You're not married."
"I know but we love each other and-"
"Then why aren't you together?"
"Because it's complicated, okay?"
"Love isn't complicated."
"Yeah, like you'd know. I don't even know who my father is and I spent my teenage years practically mother-less!"
"That's not my fault! I loved people but they just didn't love me back!"
"Yeah, good excuse. And I thought love 'wasn't complicated'?" Sam mocked. Freddie tried to calm her down with his eyes.
"It's not! Look, if you're pregnant with Freddie, that's fine by me. Just don't come crying when he leaves you!"
Freddie was about to defend himself, but Sam spoke up first, with anger in her voice. "Freddie will NOT leave me, okay? We love each other. Freddie's not that kind of guy."
"If you love each other then why aren't you married?" Pam asked, blowing a bubble with her gum.
"BECAUSE I'M SCARED, OKAY?" Sam shouted suddenly, standing up. She rubbed her stomach. "I'm scared of what's to come. I'm scared about this pregnancy. I'm scared about Freddie and I. I'm absolutely terrified whether we'll be able to raise the baby right. I'm petrified of love. I've never felt such a strong emotion towards anyone and I'm scared." Sam started to sob, and then walked to her room.
"I'll go see her." Freddie stood up.
"Is it okay if I go see her first? I really want to talk to her." Melanie questioned.
"Sure." Freddie frowned. "Erm…"
"Mum, you can leave now." Melanie instructed.
"Melanie, you're so perfect. I'm so proud of you."
"Really? Well, I'm not proud of you in the slightest. You've hurt Sam and made her admit things she wasn't ready to admit to herself never mind us. I'm disappointed. Put your dressing gown on and leave." Melanie said.
"Mel…"
"No mum. Leave."

Melanie found Sam lying on her bed, rubbing her stomach. It was getting bigger and bigger by the day. "Hey, sis."
"Hi, Melanie."
"You okay?"
"Not really."
Melanie sat down on the end of the bed. "I sent mum away."
"Thanks."
"I think it was horrible, what she said."
"It was. And I stupidly admitted everything."
"It wasn't stupid of you, Sam. You let out your fears and now you can confront them. The baby is going to be fine! You have Freddie to help you. You two are perfect and will be the best parents. You also have Cat and Robbie next door. Carly, Gibby, and I will help, too. And as for Mrs Benson, I'm sure she'll make sure the baby is very healthy."
Sam giggled. "I guess you're right."
"And as for you and Freddie, you guys both love each other. You've admitted it now, and all Freddie needs to do is to admit it back."
"If he ever does." Sam rolled her eyes.
"He has to now." Melanie smiled at her. "Give it time."