Hello! So, new story, yeah, all the disclaimer stuff, I'll get to that in a minute, but I want to know if you like where this story is going, okay? So… Review at the end so I can see if you want me to continue it, okay? They should be about the same age as the show, maybe older because Freddie can drive, and has a license.

Disclaimer- I don't own, so you no sue, because it would be bad if you do.

What am I doing here? What happened to Sam? Where's Carly? Freddie thought, sitting in a hospital waiting room with his face in his hands. He had gotten a call at about 6 that afternoon, Carly saying that Sam had gotten hurt and that she was in the hospital, to go there and wait for her and Spencer. He looked at his watch, only 6:30? I've only been here 15 minutes? Is that even possible? Seems like an hour since anything made since… He got the call and rushed over there, even though he had to steal his mom's car, and run 5 red lights. Nothing was keeping him from Sam and Carly, no matter what happened.

"Are you here for Sam Puckett? Where is her mom?" a blonde nurse came up to Freddie.

"She's here sometimes, gone sometimes; mostly she stays with Carly and me. Is she okay? Can I see her?" Freddie said, worried for his friend, though he would never admit it.

"Well, I have some bad news. Do you know what happened to her?"

"No. Carly texted me about a half an hour ago and told me to come here. She and Spencer should be here soon. Can you PLEASE tell me what's wrong with Sam!" Freddie said, forgetting his temper for a minute. Not that he cared at that moment, the only thing he cared about right now was the fact that he was at the hospital and had no idea what was going on.

"Well, she got hit by a car, going pretty slow, but enough to give her whiplash. She's completely blind." She broke it to him slow, but it still hurt.

"Ha, yeah right. Where's the camera? Really, I'm not that gullible." Freddie laughed it off; figuring that it was a joke now, remembering 'Melanie', but mostly begging for it to be a joke. Maybe if he believed it, it would be true.

"I'm sorry, it's not a joke. She's on pain killers right now, but the doctors are allowing visitors."

"Really? She's really going this far with it? Well, last time she let me kiss her, so, you know. Wow, she really thinks I'm gullible."

"Whatever kiddo. Go on in, its room 106."

"Yeah, I think I will. I could use a good laugh." Freddie walked away, and the nurse looked at him sadly. He had a long way to go.

"Sam? You can stop joking, it's not funny! I was in the lobby freaking out because-"Freddie was cut off.

"Who is that? Are you the doctor? Quit looking at my eyes! They aren't going to fix themselves! I promise! Just leave me alone!" She was looking up at the ceiling and blinking as if to make her eyes work again, even though they DO still work. It's all just a joke; pull a prank on Freddie day. But even stubborn Freddie was having second thoughts.

"Come on Sam, how stupid do you think I am? I know you aren't blind. It's Freddie."

"Oh yeah? You think I'm joking? Cute, Benson. I'm not. I'm stuck in a room, in a bed, and I can't even tell if the doctor is some creep with a mustache or a hot guy with shade glasses."

"Sam! Are you okay? I tried to come earlier, but I picked you up some magazines and some beef jerky." Carly came into the room.

"Might as well save the magazines." Sam said, still looking at the ceiling tiles. That was when Freddie realized something was really wrong. She never said no to Pop Tiger.

"What? Why?" Carly asked.

"Didn't the nurse tell you?"

"No, she just said that it was this room. What's wrong? Why won't you look at me?"

"I can't see. The lady came in here about 15 minutes ago and told me." Sam said.

"But, they'll give you medicine or something right? I mean, they can fix it right?" Carly asked when Spencer came in.

"Nope." Sam said, her voice full of tears.

"I'm sure they can. Come on, Spencer, were going to ask right now." Carly declared, tears in her own eyes, as if she already knew the answer.

Once Carly and Spencer went out, Sam said, "Freddie, you still there?"

"Oh, yeah, I'm still here."

"Okay." Sam said, "How far am I from the edge of the bed?"

"You got room."

"Okay." Sam said, the flipped over.

The atmosphere in the room got very awkward, because neither knew what to say.

"So… What do we do now?" Freddie asked.

Sam was silent. That was the question she had not wanted him to ask her.

"What do we do now?"

Okay, so review and tell me if you like it! And if I should continue it. Thanks to Futurewriter101-Leopardpath because she's awesome (: