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DISCLAIMER: I don't own iCarly, coz if I did, I've already finished this story months ago, and this would become a new iCarly movie, premiering five times a day.

"FREDDIE!"

I have this automatic reaction that whenever I hear her calling my name, I would make a run for it and find the nearest sanctuary, away from that voice. I nearly tripped as my feet carried myself to the opposite direction of the scream.

As I raced down the corridor, my mind was racing too. Man… what have I done now? Yesterday, I didn't even dare to yell back at her when she insulted me in front of the whole Spanish class. I even let her give me a wedgie for that new bit in iCarly. Could she have already found out about the beef jerky stash that I hid from her months ago? Hope not. It's not that bad.

But you know Sam Puckett. She won't let you get away from it. Whatever that is.

"FREDDIE!"

That scream again.. only now, it sounded… different. It sounded like as if she was pleading. That's insane… but, could it be? I pushed one foot to the floor hard to stop myself from running and looked back. Was she actually crying for help? Now that I thought of it, her voice did sounded weird. I never heard the usual angry yell shouting at me. But instead, a terrified voice seemed to be calling me.

Without thinking, I followed her voice, which was echoing in my head. I tried to block those nasty images of Sam being in trouble, but I seem to worry more when I'm starting to hear gasps and grunts.

I found myself stumbling into the school's rooftop, where my head was searching madly for Sam. I was controlling my breathing when my heart sank after seeing fingers gripping at the edge of the rooftop. I leaped towards them and there was Sam, hanging from the building. My eyes widened as I can't seem to believe what's in front of me right now.

Sam. About 50 feet from the ground. What was this lunatic thinking?

Her face was facing the ground so all I can see is a mass of blonde hair, flowing with the direction of the wind.

"Sam." I breathed, feeling angry and shocked at the same time.

"Freddie? Sam gasped, finally looking up. Her eyes may be dry right now, but I know tears had been flowing from them probably minutes ago. Her face was pale and that familiar hungry look in her eyes stared back at me. "Thank God, you're here."

"What is up with you, doing a stunt like this?" I demanded, as mixed emotions continue to stir inside of me.

"Long story, kid" she replied, almost out of breath. "Now help me out here, before this Fat Cake becomes a Flat Cake."

I wanted to smile, since she still managed to joke around even if she could die any second now. But I remained composed as I planned what to do. I looked down to see not a single student roaming the school grounds. There's no one left but some kids in detention; the AV Club, since we had a meeting; and some teachers.

"Freddie! The ground's flat and solid! There's no need to check that out now!" Sam cried. "Hurry… my hands are slipping!"

She's right. She's holding on the edge with her fingertips. I bit my lip and lost every hope I have left in me. I can't do this. I should call someone for help, since a geek like me can't handle a hero thing like this. But, we're running out of time. If I don't think fast, I'd lose Sam.

I know I've been dreaming for that day to come. But seeing her like this made me feel bad for her. It's stupid, but… I can't imagine my life without her.

I scowled as I grabbed her wrist with my dominant hand. She held onto me as she let go of the edge of the rooftop. I took a deep breath and pulled her up with all of the strength that I could muster within me. For a heavy eater, she's not that heavy, but as a droplet of sweat trickled down my neck, this ain't easy.

"C'mon, Sam…" I mumbled, gritting my teeth. "I gotcha.."

I dunno how I did it, but she was already safe after a few seconds as I saw her help herself up the rooftop. She rappelled upwards towards me, as I still haven't let go of her wrist, and jumped into the roof, tumbling on top of me as I tugged her hand.

I could feel her crashing into my chest, while my body fell like a crash dummy into the floor. My back ached because of the fall, and because of her weight pushing down unto me.

"Oh, Sam.." I groaned, finally opening my eyes, which I realized was shut ever since I started pulling her up. I froze as I saw Sam's face almost an inch away from mine.

That's it! Well, for now actually… hope it's not that short for ya! I'm still working on the other chapters so don't worry.. Please REVIEW this one for me! Thanks for reading! There's plenty more where that came from! :D