Six years later

Sam and Nathan walked hand in hand as they strolled through the park. Nathan skipped a little and every once and awhile he would stop and kick sticks and rocks out of the way so his mother wouldn't trip. He had to look after her because his baby sister was in mommy's tummy and he didn't want her or mommy to get hurt.

Freddie was just ahead of them laying out the blanket and setting up the items from the picnic basket. Freddie smiled as he watched Nathan stop Sam and pick up several sticks in her path. Sam smiled at him as she caught his eye, and mouthed "I love you" at him. Freddie always thought Sam was beautiful, but a pregnant Sam was beyond compare. She lit the dark corners of his world, she always had. They had married five years ago and had Nathan four years ago. Sam was eight months along with Carla now, and she had a cute waddle, because she was so big she had to waddle. He thought to himself that he must be a sick pervert, because he wanted nothing more right now than to send Nathan to Carly's or his moms and lay Sam down and make love to her.

Sam flicked his head softly and laughed at him, "I know what you're thinking and that's what gave me this bump "Moby", she made sure Nathan couldn't see and placed her had on his crotch and rubbed.

"That's just mean Mrs. Benson," he smirked at her.

Nathan and Freddie helped her down to the blanket and then took a seat. Freddie passed out the plates and then helped Nathan get a chicken leg, potato salad, cole slaw, and baked beans. He then took a breast for himself along with the same things Nathan had and then set the plate of chicken in front of Sam.

She began to eat and watched her two men. Nathan was Freddie made over and he was always trying to act just like him. Sam smiled and thought to herself, 'If he turns out half as well as his father, I'm blessed.' She loved to watch them together. Freddie had a thing for G-Shock watches; he wore one all the time, even in the shower or swimming. Nathan, being the daddy's boy that he was, also HAD to have a G-Shock watch. The watch was so huge on his tiny arm, but if his "dude", because Freddie was better than a dad Nathan insisted, he was a "Dude", had one then Nathan had to have one. Where ever Freddie was, Nathan wasn't far behind. Sam marveled at how strong the bond was between the two of them. Freddie was a natural father, just like he was a husband. Not a day went by that Freddie, Sam could never bring herself to call him Fred like everyone else did, didn't tell her and show her how much he loved her. It was the showing part that had brought about her current pregnancy. She laughed to herself, miss one little pill, but she wouldn't trade anything for her life at this moment or the baby girl that would soon be here.

Six months to the day that they made love for the first time they married. Sam was terrified before the ceremony, but as Spencer walked her down the aisle and she saw Freddie smile at her it all went away. The months after that first night together had been more than she had ever hoped for. She was amazed at how naturally they worked together, plus he could fuck like nobody's business! She felt a blush cross her face and felt Freddie's eyes on her. She turned to look at him and almost lost it when he raised his left eyebrow and gave her his "let's get it on" smirk. God she loved this man!

Freddie had taken the world by storm at Pear. He created some of the most used apps and phones on the planet. He had everyone throwing money and jobs at him, but he chose to stay with Stan White and Pear. He had more money than his sixth removed grandchildren could spend, but he and Sam chose to live a simple life. No mansion or Limo's, just SUV's and a six bedroom, three bathroom house.

When he and Sam finally got together, the pieces of Freddie's life finally fell into place. He had spent his life chasing someone else's dream, his mom's dream, Carly's dream, everyone's but his own. His own dreams scared him so he had hidden them away and let life roll over him. Then he had met Noel and things began to change, he finally saw what life could be like if he went after the dreams that he had, and he found that he could have what he wanted if he just reached for it. Without a doubt the single defining moment of his life was the plane crash. His body had been broken and he had died, twice, and he had learned that he was far more than he thought. He had talked to death and learned that everyone serves a purpose and is part of a much bigger plan. That time, somewhere between life and death, Fred Benson had been emancipated from his fears; he learned what life was about by dying. He never looked back, he found he no longer needed to, forward was all that mattered. It was that knowledge that helped him when he lost Noel, and it was that knowledge that let him finally take the bold move of taking Sam away from her date that night and telling her how he felt. He lived his life like that now, NO FEAR, whatever happened, happened, you either accept it or you let it roll you over, and Fred Benson didn't let anything or anyone roll over him. He found the peace he had always wanted in Sam's arms. She gave him a reason to get up and a reason to fight every day. She had given him the most perfect son a man could ask for and was about to give him an equally perfect daughter.

Freddie and Nathan began to play tag after they ate lunch, as Sam watched them. Nathan was laughing and had a smile on his face that would melt the hardest of hearts. Sam loved to hear his laugh because it was one of total abandonment.

Sam felt the first sharp pain and her water broke. She sat there for a minute, just waiting for the contraction to stop. As soon as it did she called out to Freddie, "Hey baby, I've got a little girl that's ready to meet her Dad and older brother."

Freddie and Nathan helped her up and back to the car. They had taken to carrying Sam's hospital bag everywhere they went over the last few weeks. As Freddie drove, Sam called Carly and asked her to come and sit with Nathan while they were in the delivery room. Carly was also in charge of getting the word out to the rest of their friends and family.

Carly was still single and was still a big flirt, but was very loyal to her friends. She seemed in no hurry to give up her single lifestyle.

She beat them to the hospital and was waiting when they walked in. Nathan ran and gave Carly a huge hug, "Aunt Carly, Aunt Carly, my sister is going to come today," he bounced around giddily, unable to control his excitement.

"Calm down Nathan," Freddie smiled at his son, "Carla may be like you and take awhile to get here. Be good and mind aunt Carly, ok?"

"Yes sir, I will," he promised Freddie.

"I love you Nate potatobug," Sam grinned as he hugged her.

"I love you to momma," he smiled at her, "Tell Carla I'll be right here waiting for her."

"You got it dude," Freddie fist bumped him.

"Ok Mrs. Benson, " an orderly came up to her, "let's get you back to a room and see what we can do about getting that baby out of you."

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Three hours later, Dr. Greg Wellby step back into the room. He had been checking on Sam's dilation every thirty minutes. Sam and Freddie were much calmer than they had been with Nathan. They were scared out of their minds with him, they had no clue what to expect. Now, they were old hands at this and knew they would be fine.

"Well Sam," Dr. Wellby asked her, "you ready to meet your daughter?"

"We both are," Sam squeezed Freddie's hand and smiled.

"Well, let's not keep this young lady waiting anymore," he patted her hand and smiled as an orderly came in and rolled Sam down to the birthing room. They got her over on the table and her feet in the stirrups and Freddie in a gown. He stood beside her and held her hand. He leaned down and kissed her forehead and whispered, "I love you Sam Benson, with all my heart."

"I love you Freddie Benson, with all my heart, despite what I'm going to be calling you in the next little bit," Sam sucked in a breath of air as a sharp contraction hit her. She squeezed Freddie's hand till it turned almost purple.

"Push for me Sam," the doctor told her, "and keep pushing till I say stop."

Sam shook her head yes and kept doing her breathing. After about thirty seconds (which seemed like hours) Dr. Wellby told her to stop.

"One more big push Sam and that's it," he coached her, "Ready? Push!"

Sam pushed with all her might and felt Carla slide out. For about two seconds no sound was heard, and then all five pounds fifteen pounds of blue eyed blond haired Carla Faye Benson screamed so loud that Freddie and Sam were sure windows must have cracked. Freddie took the scissors from the doctor and cut the umbilical cord and the nurse took her to clean her up.

Sam felt some was wrong she hurt badly and didn't know why.

The doctor heard her intake of air and turned around and raised his eyebrows, "Nurse we're going to need another incubator in here stat, we have someone playing hide and seek."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Freddie and Sam both said at the same time.

"It would appear that Carla had some company in there," the doctor smiled, "Even with all the advances in medicine, sometimes me miss things, Ok Sam here we go, big push."

Sam rose up and pushed again. After thirty seconds she stopped and caught her breath.

"One more big push Sam and that's all," he told her.

Twelve minutes after Carla was born, her as yet unnamed sister came into the world. She cried much softer than her sister and at four pounds and eleven inches was much smaller. After she was cleaned up, she and Carla were brought to Sam and Freddie.

The both had tears in their eyes as they looked at their daughters. Carla looked at Sam and just looked at her, letting her eye roam over her mother.

"Freddie," Sam said after a few seconds, "how would you feel about the name Noel Shay Benson for our surprise guest?"

Freddie looked up at her and said, "You really want to do that?"

"She was my friend babe," Sam smiled a sad smile at him, "and because of her we're here now, so yes, I want to do it."

"Well Noel Shay Benson," Freddie spoke to the brown haired and eyed girl, "how do you feel about it?"

Noel snaked a tiny hand out and grabbed his finger and yawned. He big brown eyes bored into Freddie. Sam noticed that when Freddie spoke that Carla even turned her head and stared at him. She felt tears welling up in her eyes, "Not even an hour old yet and they are both "Daddy's girls". God they are beautiful Freddie."

"They take after their mother, sweetpea," he bent down and gave her a long kiss, "I love you so much."

After about an hour, Carly, Nathan, Spencer, Stan White, and Sam's sister filed into the room. They were all shocked to see two tiny bundles instead of one. Nathan walked up to them holding his blanket and looked puzzled, "If they were giving out extra ones, why didn't you get me a brother instead of another sister?"

"Afraid it doesn't work like that dude," Freddie laughed.

"Dude, can I borrow your knife?" he asked.

Freddie took it out and opened it for him, "What'ca gonna do with it dude?"

Nathan took the knife and cut his blanket in two pieces and handed Freddie back the knife.

"Now that I'm the big brother and second man of the house, I don't need it anymore so I want to give it to Carla and, what is my other sister's name?"

"Noel, honey, Noel," Sam beamed at everyone.

"Nate, that's so sweet, I'm sure they will love it," Sam kissed his cheek.

Everyone took turns holding the two girls, always under the watchful eye of big brother Nathan. After everyone left, Carly took Nathan home and left Freddie, Sam, and the girls at the hospital. Freddie stood in the corner of the room and stared at his girls. He had been so blessed that he found himself getting down on his knees and closing his eyes, and he began to pray out loud, "I'm not much of a praying man, but I look at all the beauty around me, and I know that you put it here. I don't know what I did to deserve all of this but I want to thank you for my family and my life. I've been blessed with much more than I deserve."

"We've all been blessed to have you baby," Sam whispered as she kneeled down beside him, "You're God's blessing to us."

She laid her head on his shoulder and sighed as he turned to kiss her. They both stood up and walked to the crib where Carla and Noel slept, Carla's tiny arm around Noel. Freddie turned around and picked Sam up and laid her on the bed and then lay down beside her, wrapping his arms around her tightly.

"I love you Mrs. Benson," he whispered in her ear.

"I love you Mr. Benson," she whispered back to him, just before he pulled her into a deep long kiss.

Thanks for sticking around and reading this story. I hope everyone has enjoyed it. I'm working on "Moon Dust" right now and hope to have the first few chapters up in a few weeks, plus I have a few other stories I'm trying to work on. As always, let me know what you think.