Class Reunion

Freddie’s POV

I walked into my apartment with my mail not much to save today so I toss it into the waste basket next to the door. I then look out the peephole and there they stand Carly and a little boy, who is that person with them oh my it’s Sam. I thought about going out and say something to them but I didn’t know what to say. Plus it really was weird seeing them together again. I watched as Carly opened the door to her old apartment, Spencer thought it would be good to keep it so when their back they had a place to stay.
Bang!

Ow that hurt what the fuck? Something hit the door right over the peephole. I look back through and see Carly and the kid but no Sam. Okay so she knows I’m here but why did she hit the door? Well duh Fred its Sam and she will always live to torture you! I open the door ready to yell at the obtrusive person who thinks she can do whatever she wants.

I walk into the hall and face the other people that at one time were my best friends but now are nothing more than once acquaintances but still strangers.
“So you’re back?” I ask the stupid question of course they’re back they’re standing right in front of me.

Sam looks between her and Carly with a dumb look. “Wow you’re a quick one. So are you back or is that just my nightmare standing in front of me?” Sam gave me a small smile. I should have picked my words better but seeing Carly for the first time since she had her kid throw me off. I have seen Sam since she was wounded in Iraq; I had stayed with her until she was able to handle it on her own, but nothing after that.

I tried to talk to Carly but I didn’t get far. “So Carly is this your son?”

“No I picked him up at the airport, so if any cops ask don’t tell.”

“If I’m not your son then I don’t have to listen to you right?” The kid smarted off, a lot like Sam would have. Wow that’s weird.
I didn’t know what else to say so I just winged it. “So you back for the reunion?”

“No I just thought it would be nice to come back and stand in the hall answering stupid questions. Sam what about you back for the reunion or is there a military movement on Seattle?” Okay I guess I dissevered some of that but damn she’s a bitch, of course I would never tell her that.

“Damn, bitchy much?”


Sam will.

“Only when I don’t want to waste time.” Now that hurt. I gave them a small smile and walked back into my apartment. Well I can see I got my answer. This was going to be the finial good bye.

**Sam’s POV**

Wow Carly really let Freddie have it but why. I know our friendship went to hell but did she have to shit can him like that. Maybe she’s just tired and after some rest she’ll be friendlier.

“Can you believe him acting like nothing ever happened? I mean what did he think was going to happen? Did he think we were going to run upstairs and do iCarly? Man what a putz.”

Or not, so I got her a little wrong but maybe things will get better later on...oh hell I have no idea all I can do is hope.

“Okay, hate me for asking but I have to know. If you still hate him so much why did you name your son after him?”

“Oh guess you didn’t hear I’m not her son, she picked me up at the airport.”

“Shut it Freddie, I don’t need your mouth, go up stairs!” Carly snapped Freddie disappeared up the stairs. Wow that kid is such a smartass I would never get along with someone that is that much of a smartass.

“Carly he is still part of your life or you wouldn’t have named Freddie after him.” She looked as if I said the worst thing in the world then her face softened.

“Look Sam maybe we should get some rest then we can talk about it.” I would have let it go but there was something in her voice that didn’t sound right. Like she was going to tell me something I did want to hear.

I took a deep breath and fought back the urge to run off and never face it at all. “Carly let’s talk about it now that way you can rest better knowing you got it out in the open okay.” What was I doing I know I was setting myself up but there was something bothering her I seen it when she faced Freddie in the hall. “So out with it.”

“Okay you want to know, I named him after Freddie because I couldn’t let him go if that makes since. I wanted so many times to walk over to his place and tell him I was sorry that I was wrong, but I didn’t I couldn’t. I was afraid that he wouldn’t care; I was able to fight my urges because I had you. Then I hurt you so you ran away.”

“What? You thought I left because you-you hurt me? No, no not at all I left because I hurt you! Carly I beat the hell out of you how the hell could I stay after that. You could never love me after what I did to you.” I couldn’t hold back my tears man I’m such a putz I don’t cry anymore hell I was shot twice and I didn’t cry. Yeah I know that was a lie I cried.

“Sam please don’t do this don’t think I could ever not love you? I hurt you more than you could have that night.”

“I looked for you when I graduated from boot camp and when I left for Iraq and when I came back, you were never there. Every time I looked out and you weren’t there I know it was because I hurt you.”

“No I was scared of hurting you again; I was still pregnant when you graduated from boot camp. I didn’t want you to see me and when you came back home I had just had him...”

“Carly this is getting nowhere we can go back and forth blaming ourselves for the hurt we put on each other but then all we’ll have is blame. I don’t want to do this.” I took a deep breath as Carly started to cry. Oh shit do something you dummass.

“Sam, do you really want to say you don’t want this I mean here we are in the apartment eight years after that terrible night, do you really want to walk away again?”

“Hell no, Carly you don’t know how it feels for me to be here I’m happy, scared, and totally overwhelmed. I don’t know if I want to cry, laugh, or turn and run, but I do know I can’t stop loving you.”

“Sam.”Carly sighs “You still love me?” She walks right up to me and my breath catches in my throat and the blood rushes to my head. Oh god this is what I have been dreaming of for eight years, to have this goddess close to me again, so close I could reach out and touch her. I so want to touch her I want to feel her in my arms, feel her lips on mine. I want to taste her lips and hear that moan deep in her throat. I want to hear her say my name as I kiss her neck.

“I love you.” I couldn’t stand it any more I reach out and pull her into my arms. “I love you more than fried chicken.” I kiss her, holy shit I’m kissing Carly Shay right now. Oh yeah that’s me kissing Carly.

She pulls away from me with a smile. “Sam what are you doing?”

Oops maybe that was potbelly the wrong time. “Happy dancing.”

She laughs and pulls me into a hug. “Only my Sam.”


**Carly’s POV**

Kissing Sam after all this time, I was scared and a little sad until I felt her doing her ‘happy dance’ then I knew it was okay she was okay and some how out of all of this craziness we would be okay, but there was one person that I needed to think about over both of us and that was little Freddie.

We all had our showers and then went out for a later dinner. Freddie was asleep before we arrived home; Sam carried him from the taxi up to his bedroom. I stood out in the hall way watching her putting my child into bed with such care, was I right to keep him from her did she want this now in her life? Was this what she was looking for...an instant family? I guess we have been her family for eight years she has been paying for him from the day one so why does this scare me so bad now?

“Carly, hey Carly you in there?” Sam waves her hand in front of my face to get attention.

“Sorry lost in thought...I’m scared.” I tell her hoping she will get the point without me having to tell her why I’m so afraid.

“Don’t be I’ll leave the hall light on!”

“Sam...”

“Carly the only way we can work through these things is to talk about them and I don’t want to talk about my personal life around my son!” She then walked past me and out the door.

My son she called Freddie her son so what the hell does that mean does she see him as her son now or did she always see him as her son? I look to the doorway and see

Sam standing there watching me. “Carly what are you doing? Get your ass down stairs now you’re going to make yourself sick worrying so much.” Wow she really remembers well.