AN: As an adult ICarly fan, I love Spencer. But I often wonder what he'd be like if he wasn't in a kids show. He is a 28-ish year old guy, and I'm sure he's sacrificed a lot to be a good parental unit. But he still has to have wants and needs. So this is an in-depth, adult look at Spencer. Relationships, sex, the pressure of being a parent at a young age to a girl going through puberty...this is not a kids story.

Spencer walked through the hallway and headed to the office at the end. He popped his head in. "Hey Jim, what's up?"

His good friend was sitting at his desk, while a pretty redhead was leaning over his shoulder looking at the computer screen. "And hello there," Spencer added, straightening up and brushing his hair out of his face. She smiled and Jim smirked.

"Hey Spenc, this is my new coworker from Marketing, Kayleigh. Kayleigh, this is my good friend Spencer, the artist."

Kayleigh reached out her hand. "Nice to meet you, Jim told me you come down here whenever he needs artistic advice for a marketing campaign."

Spencer nodded. He noticed that she was very pretty. Her flowered sundress gave her a carefree and sweet appearance, yet she held herself like a professional. "It's nice to meet you too, Kayleigh."

Jim cleared his throat, snapping Spencer back to reality. "Right, so, Jim, what can I help with?" Kayleigh moved around from the desk and headed past the door.

"I'll let you two get to work, send me a draft of the ad when your done." She walked out the door, smiling at Spencer as she left.

Spencer grinned, watching her walk away. "Geez, man, you got a hard-on for her or what?" Jim laughed.
"What? No, she's just cute," he attempted to defend himself.
"No, it's cool, she is cute. She's really nice too, new in town, doesn't know anyone…hint hint nudge nudge."

Spencer shook his head as he kicked Jim out of his chair and sat down at the computer, fiddling with the color scheme on the advertisement.

"Spencer come on, you hardly date, and when you do it's crazy girls that don't last long."

"What are you talking about?"

Jim sighed. "The juggler? The crazy art teacher? Oh god, Carly's psychotic teacher that became obsessed with you?"
"Ok, ok, point taken. It's complicated though."

"Here we go again…seriously man, Carly's 14, she wants you to be happy. She can handle you having a girlfriend. Besides, when's the last time you got laid? Has it been longer than a year?"

Spencer ignored the question, instead fiddling with the fonts.
"That's what I thought," Jim said, sighing again.

Two days later, Spencer was hanging out in the apartment, watching Elephant Love and waiting for Carly to get home from school. Suddenly his phone rang. "Hello?" he asked, flipping it open, expecting Socko.

"Hi, Spencer?" a soft female voice asked.

"Um, yes, this is him." Spencer was confused.

"Hi, it's um, Kayleigh, Jim's coworker. I hope you don't mind but Jim gave me your phone number."

Spencer smiled "Nope, not at all. How are you?"

"Good. I was actually wondering if you wanted to maybe grab dinner tonight? Jim said you make sculptures; it sounds fascinating. I'd love to hear about it."

"Yeah, absolutely. How about I pick you up at 8? Do you like Italian food?"

Kayleigh gave Spencer her address and they hung up. Spencer spent a few minutes smiling on the couch before hopping up and running to the shower. As he let the water beat down on him he thought about what Jim had said. Carly was 14, she didn't need constant supervision. Maybe he could do a relationship. The distant sound of a door slam awoke him from his daydream. He didn't want to jump to gun. It was just one date.