Hey look! Im updating at a reasonable time this time! This is just a short one that I got inspired to write, one because it was on the list of suggestions, two because I was watching Chuck and I got inspired to write this day about this. Might be a little confusing at the start but you'll understand it by the end. The clever readers may be able to pick up whats going on nearer the beginning ;) Or maybe a lot of you because I'm not clever...anyway, read and review! Thanks to theoneandonlymarijn for this idea!

~Charlotte~

Day 56 of 100 Days of Seddie Challenge: Mirror

Sam POV

"All of this is just so overwhelming," I said to Carly when we were in her apartment.

"Believe me, I know it is, but it will all stop being so much when you find that one special thing that will make you realise that it's actually happening," Carly said, soothing me. She always knew the right things to say.

"Thanks Carls," I said, giving her a hug.

"You're welcome, I just know you'll find something that will make you happy about this whole thing," she said.

"I never really wanted all of this, I just wanted something small. I just want him," I sighed.

"I know, but I promise it'll all work out." She gave me an encouraging smile and I smiled back.

I sighed. "I'm going to go and try and find that special thing."

"Okay, I'll talk you later," Carly said.

"Bye." I got up from the couch we were sitting on and went out of the door.

I was a twenty three year old girl in Seattle. I'd matured as much as I could and I realised a lot of things. I realised how much I loved him and how much I needed him.

I got into my car and drove to the place I needed to go. I was going to find that special thing that would make it all real.

At last I got to the destination that I needed to be at and I got out the car. I walked into the store and scanned the inside with my eyes. I walked over to one of the many racks and picked out one of the dresses. I took it and went over to the changing rooms. It was time to find the special thing.

"Nope," I said to myself as I looked in the mirror.

I picked out another dress and went back to the changing room. I just hoped I would find the perfect thing soon. This wasn't really my thing but I was going to try and do it for him. I wanted him and I wanted him to be happy no matter what.

After countless amounts of times in and out of the changing room, trying on many different terrible dresses, I decided I would give up after one more dress. If the next one wasn't the special thing then I was stuck.

I walked out of the changing room cautiously, thanking God that I was the only one in the store, the shop assistants on their breaks. I stood in front of the mirror and looked at the woman in front of me. I thought it was me, but I wasn't too sure.

"Oh my god."

She wore a beautiful white dress, almost completely plain on the top part apart from the small and delicate detailing. The bottom part was a whole other story. It had ruffles but it wasn't too much and it wasn't too little. It was perfect.

I saw myself in the mirror and let out the breath I didn't know I was holding.

"I'm getting married," I choked out.

I felt a lump in my throat that I tried to swallow down. Puckett's didn't cry. But did Benson's?

I couldn't believe it.

I had found the special thing that would make all of it feel real.

As I stood in front of the mirror everything was suddenly perfect. I was getting married to Freddie Benson and nothing could ruin that. I was going to make it a perfect day for both of us, even though we weren't perfect; we could make our special day perfectly imperfect.

"I'm getting married," I whispered again to no one in particular.

A smile spread across my face and I looked at myself in the mirror.

A woman that worked there came in from the room behind the register.

"Wow," she said as she caught sight of me.

I turned round, the dress trailing behind me.

"I know," I said smiling. I didn't even want to beat up the woman that worked here for looking at me. I was too happy.

I went back into the changing rooms and took off the dress.

I was getting married to Freddie Benson.

I was going to be Samantha Benson.

Okay, I can honestly tell you, I started to tear up at the end when Sam said she was getting married and I was imagining her in the dress, and I'm the one who wrote it. Ah shut up, I'm a girl that cries at cute things ;P

Oh and I started school on Thursday -_- I got the worst timetable EVERRRR!

Anyway, please review! :D