A/N: Hola! It's Christmas Season so I'm making this collection of Christmas oneshots that I hope you will enjoy. I am working on Chapter 15 of my other story but I probably won't finish it by this week since I have a lot of projects to finish and the tests are coming up. I'm supposed to be studying right now actually -.-"

Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly.

-Any resemblance of the plot to another story is purely coincidental. I do not mean to offend/disappoint/aggravate anyone at all-


A Not So Merry Christmas

It was Christmas Eve and Freddie, Spencer, Gibby, Carly , Melanie, and Mrs. Puckett were in the hospital. Sam was there with a smile on her face. Everyone she loves was there. She was happy even though she knows that this will probably be the last Christmas she'll ever have. Samantha Puckett has been diagnosed with cancer years ago and she stopped fighting it for a year and a half and tried to live a normal life. She noticed everyone so silent and so she let out a small chuckle.

"Come on guys! It's Christmas Eve. We ought to be having fun!" She said trying to humor them up. They all smiled and nodded. Freddie, her boyfriend, walked right next to her bed. He touched her temples, rubbed it and kissed her forehead.

"Freddie, come on, lighten up a bit. You've been so stressed since I got confined in here" Sam said smiling.

"Sam, you've been here for months" He said worriedly. Freddie never knew. No one did. Sam kept it as a secret. She did not even tell her mom about it. Well, they knew about the cancer but they didn't know what the doctor told her, that she only has a few more months to live. If she's lucky, she'll probably even make it until past Christmas. She looked at Freddie admiring his strength going through this. She got to admit, if it was different, if Freddie had cancer and she didn't, she probably would've broke down in months. But she never wished for it to happen. She would rather die than to see Freddie die.

Freddie however, isn't as strong as Sam thinks he is. He cries secretly almost every night, praying to God that Sam will get better. He didn't want Sam to see him crying because she has cancer and it would only let her and her spirit down. This was not the Sam he knows. The Sam he knows was stronger and was full of energy and he missed that Sam and would do everything to get her back. He was afraid of losing her. He already has enough people leaving in his life, his father for instance. He did not want to lose her too.

"Enjoy the night Freddie!" She said. "So, everyone! Where are my gifts? I think I should have a lot since I might not have longer days to live" Sam laughed a bit at her own joke. However everyone didn't like it one bit.

"I'm kidding! Stop being so serious" She laughed.

"It's not a joking matter Sam!" Carly replied on the verge of tears. Melanie was trying her best to hide her tears on the corner of the room.

"Stop it you guys! We're supposed to be having fun!" Gibby interrupted.

"Gibby's right" Spencer added.

"I agree" Mrs. Puckett said.

"Exchanging of gifts?" Sam suggested. They all nodded and exchange gifts although Sam really had nothing to give and almost all of them gave her one. She smiled almost wanting to cry but forced herself not to since this should be a fun night and not something that should remind everyone that she's sick.

"Sorry I didn't get you guys something! I'm stuck in this bed so you get the point." Sam said thanking her friends, family and boyfriend.

"It's fine. You don't need to get us something sis." Melanie said. Her voice shaking but she prevented herself from crying. Sam rolled her eyes and threw an extra pillow from her back to Melanie's face

"Ouch!" Melanie said finally chuckling. Freddie went to grab the pillow and placed it back to where it was before. Sam, more comfortable with her pillow back she smiled at Freddie who smiled back.

It was only five minutes before Christmas itself. They were all grabbing food at the mini buffet. The girls, well except Sam, set up when Sam was fast asleep. Freddie was grabbing Sam and his' food since they have decided to share it on the same plate. He grabbed a lot of ham, chicken, and almost all of Sam's favorite food. He always put Sam's likings before his own. He always considered her before himself and Sam was never approved of it especially when she started getting sick. She keeps on giving him the scenario of her dying and she wants Freddie to think about himself more but this conversation always leads to them fighting and Freddie telling her firmly that she's not going to die.

"How do I look?" Sam smiled asking as Freddie approached her raising his eyebrow. Sam rolled her eyes. "No, what I meant was do I look sicker than ever or what." She continued

"Well, you look wonderful" Freddie replied sitting on her bed feeding her with bits of ham. She opened her mouth savoring the taste of her favorite food. Freddie smiled as she watches her eat. He took a bite for himself and smiled. Sam's hair was a mess. Her hair was all messy and she looks very tired but Freddie still thinks she's the prettiest girl in the world. It was only a minute before Christmas, everybody was done eating and they were all laughing sharing stories.

"30 seconds left!" Gibby shouted. They all started counting down Freddie stood up but Sam grabbed his hands. He looked at her confused. Sam placed her hands on Freddie's face. Freddie bent down touching their forehead. Sam smiled her eyes a little wet and he can tell that she was preventing herself from crying.

"I love you." She whispered "I love you" She said once more.

"I love you too" Freddie said almost crying. "I love you more than you could have ever imagined, Sam" He said kissing her.

"Merry Christmas." They said in a whisper. The others were all having fun greeting each other a Merry Christmas. It's not so long before they all were tired and started sleeping on the room's couch. Others were on the floor. Both Sam and Freddie were still awake, talking.

"Freddie," Sam said "promise me that if ever I die—"

"Sam!" He interrupted not wanting to talk about it "You're not going to die"

"Freddie, everyone is going to die someday." Sam smiled

"Not you, not now." Freddie said his eyes getting watery.

"Okay, but if.." Sam said. She saw Freddie opening his mouth to interrupt "Listen to me and don't interrupt." He nodded.

"If I die, promise me you'll love again. Someone that's worth loving and promise me that you will love her with all your heart and you will never ever hurt her, whoever she is. Promise me"

"Sam!" Freddie sighed

"Promise me." Sam said once more.

"I promise. Now go to bed" He said kissing Sam's forehead whispering 'I love you'. She smiled closing her eyes. She dreamt about her and Freddie, finally getting married. She was wearing a white gown. Her hair was in a formal up do. She was holding a bouquet. Freddie watched her as she walked down the aisle. He stood there in awe as if he had seen a ghost. He had the hardest time breathing. It was beating really fast and so did hers. Freddie held her hand.

"I love you" He whispered with a smile. And then everything went black.

The next morning, it was Christmas. Freddie wanted to be the first one to greet Sam when she woke up. He kissed her hand and smiled rubbing her unusually cold hand in his face. It was probably because she was cold because of the air conditioning.

"Sam!" He said whispering. "Sam." he said one more time, this time it was a little louder.

"Sam!" This time he shook her but there was no response. He now started to get scared about his girlfriend's lack of response. He ran out of the room with a bang which woke up his other companions. He screamed for doctor's help and they came running in with nurses.

"I want everyone out of the room please!" The doctor said very calmly. The nurse was asking them out although they all wanted to stay there beside Sam. They went out of the room. Freddie kept on punching and kicking the wall crying.

"Not Sam, please not her!" He cried looking up. He punched the wall once more. Melanie and Carly were crying while Pam was trying to remain calm about her other daughter being an adult crying wouldn't help the younger one. Gibby and Spencer were trying to comfort Melanie and Carly respectively. This was unfair, Pam thought. She's only Twenty-seven. She would rather be the one dying. She was old anyway. But Sam, Sam is still so young and there are a lot of things she hasn't experience yet. She also felt sad for Freddie. She knows how much he loves her. Pam was a witness to their love and she was sorry to see it ending this way. Although she was in denial, she knew that this is the moment. This is the last moment in her life. From what she heard last night, she pretty much knew her life was near its end. However, Pam knew that Sam's life was well live for she had spent it with the one she loved. The doctor came out of the room with a very common face. The face they used when you have just lost someone in your life.

"Where is she? Is she fine?" Freddie rushed to the doctor his eyes red from crying. The doctor sighed. "Please tell me she's fine." he begged. He ran straight in the room. The nurses were already covering her body with that white clothe.

"NO! NO! NO!" He said trying to stop them. "Sam, wake up! Come on Sam, please!" Freddie cried. It was hard enough to take him away from her. Carly, Melanie, Gibby, Spencer, and Mrs. Puckett; All of them were grieving on Christmas day but they tried to stay strong because if they show that they're grieving at this point Freddie would be so broken and he doesn't need more people to make him feel worst. It took them a long time for him to accept that Sam was in fact, dead.

Five years have gone by and Freddie never kept his promise. No, he never did love anyone as much as he loved Sam. It was different without her. Every Christmas, all he could remember was her but he was okay now. Well, the best he could ever be after Sam died. He's not like the person he was before but he was better. It was Christmas Eve and even though the grass was covered with snow he was just standing there looking at the graveyard.

"I'm sorry. I can't keep my promise Sam. You're the only one for me and wherever you are, I hope you're happy" He smiled. He sniffed and hugged himself shivering.

"Merry Christmas Sam."


That's it! I will post the next stories before Christmas! Have a Merry Christmas my dear friends ;) All of you are my friends! :)

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