A/N – The poll is now up to vote for the baby name… sorry if I haven't picked yours, I just thought these ones were the most Seddie-like… I seriously wanted to pick more but I thought I'd picked too many already. Please vote as to which name you think is the best! (I think it's at the top of my profile or something). If you don't have an account you can't vote, but if you review the name I'll vote it for you;)
Sam was shocked. What the heck was Carlo freakin' Savino doing here? Just as it had all being going perfectly… HE shows up.
"Why are you here?" Freddie questioned. Sam got up of the couch and slowly moved next to him.
"I told you, I'm here for my son."
"You can't have him." Sam snarled. "He's ours now. We legally adopted him, remember?"
"And I want to legally adopt him back."
"You can't do that." Sam stressed.
"He's MY son."
"No, he's our son."
"Look, you two aren't even married. There is no way you can look after a son."
"We're in love, thank you very much." Freddie corrected.
"Benji is the best thing that ever happened to us. He brought us together. I'm pregnant now and we're-"
"You're pregnant?" Carlo scoffed. "I thought you were just fat."
Freddie punched him in the stomach and then grabbed the collar of his shirt. "Sam is NOT fat. She is beautiful and perfect and you are not going to ruin what we have. You cannot have Benji back – he's ours now and he deserves parents that are actually going to love and care for him. You wanted nothing to do with him before – what's the sudden rush now?"
"I want my son, is that too much to ask?"
"You can't have your son!"
"But my girlfriend and I-"
"-Oh, here we go-" Sam sighed.
"-My girlfriend and I want a child. We wanted to use Benji to see if we could look after one right."
"And what if you couldn't?"
"Then we'd just get rid of him. We'd do that anyway. If we can look after a child, we'll just throw out Benji and have one of our own."
"In what kind of twisted mind would that ever seem right to do?" Sam growled. "You know what, we don't have time for you. Go back to your stupid little girlfriend in your stupid little own world and leave ours alone!"
"I want my son."
"I'll call the cops." Freddie threatened.
Sam couldn't help but laugh slightly. "Look, Carlo, just go. We know this really big guy called Goomer. He can crush you. If you don't get the hell out, he will."
Sam gave Carlo a fake smile and then slammed the door shut.
"…and then I was like 'Goomer could crush you and he will if you don't get out' so he ran away." Sam recited down the phone. "I think he's gone for good."
"You two are amazing." Carly replied. "I was not expecting him to come back."
"Me neither! I think-"
Sam was cut off by her bedroom door flinging open, and Cat running in. "SAM PUCKETT!"
"Sorry Carls, Gotta go. Cat's just come in… she either looks really angry or really excited. I can't tell."
"Talk to you later." Carly laughed. Sam hung up.
"What's up?" Sam asked.
"I want to hug you so bad right now but I can't because of the baby. So I'm going to give you a high five."
"What the chiz is up?" Sam laughed as she received the high five. She decided that Cat looked more excited than angry.
"I've seen the search history on your laptop!"
"Why were you on my laptop?"
"That's not the point. You've been researching wedding dresses!" Cat smiled and then hugged herself.
"Cat are you-"
"Yes. I'm hugging myself because I'm happy. That's not the point. Why were you researching wedding dresses?"
Sam thought on the spot. "I am writing a novel called 'the wedding' and I was researching dresses…. to choose a dress for the front cover?"
"Oh really." Cat smirked. "Then why were you typing in YOUR height and YOUR size?"
"This character is similar to me in many ways."
"You created her like you?"
"I did." Sam agreed. "I wanted like… a fictional me, in a way."
Cat thought for a moment. "Cool." She high-fived Sam, and then skipped back out of the room.
Sam decided that next time; she needed to remember to delete her history. Especially when looking at engagement rings.
Cat and Robbie stayed round at Sam and Freddie's house for the rest of the night. Freddie made dinner for them all (Sam was starting to fall in love with his cooking, too) and Sam kept her eye on the door; she was worried about Carlo returning. Since being a child, Sam hadn't believed things could go right for her. Yes, she'd found Freddie, but there were still things that could go wrong. Things with the baby, their relationship, the future… and what if he never proposed?