Hey everybody. I've decided to start an icarly fic. I'm on a writing frenzy I suppose, since I just started a Criminal Minds fic and am finishing my harry potter fic. Phew. This was originally going to be a Sam/Freddie story since I am a Seddie shipper, I'll admit it, but I realized that with Sam and Freddie, you have to have the rest of them. They are really close with all of the other characters, and it would be a lot of fun to see everyones story. So here is a story about all of the icarly's getting older, maturing, and dealing with the problems and pleasures of life. More chapters to come later, hope you guys enjoy!
"Hey Sam." Spencer strolled out into the living room from his bedroom. "What are you doing here so early?"
Sam looked at her watch. "Spencer, it's 3pm."
"Oh…well still, what are you doing here? I thought after you all got your own apartments that you wouldn't be spending so much time here. Not that I don't love you like a little sister and I enjoy seeing your presence from time to time, but cant you at least knock or something?"
"I could, but what's the fun in that?"
Spencer moved to the fridge for some milk. "So what exactly are you doing here?"
"Well, Freddie's busy at work, and Carly and Gibby are out registering at different stores for their wedding gifts. I was bored all alone at my apartment, so I decided to come here."
"Ah. I see. Where are Carly and Gibby registering?" Spencer sat down next to Sam on the couch.
"Bed, Bath, and Backyard. Oh and also Craft & Bundle."
"I still can't believe my little sister is getting married. Seems like just yesterday she was toddling around this apartment and knocking over everything in sight." Spencer started to breakdown at the thought of his sister growing up.
"Hey! I got married over two years ago and you weren't all teary eyed about me growing up."
"I always knew who you were going to end up with though. You and Freddie were set to be together since the day you two met. I never once thought otherwise. But with Carly, she never really knew what she wanted. I'm just glad she figured it out before she got old like me."
"She's only 25. She still had plenty of time left. You didn't get married until you were 31."
Spencer sent her a look that said 'watch it'. "Yeah but I always wished that I had found that person when I was a bit younger. Getting married in my 30's made me feel so much older than all of my friends who had gotten married in their 20's. They were all having children and moving on with their lives, and here I was, sculpting away my life."
"That doesn't matter because you have a beautiful wife, and an incredibly awesome son."
"Yeah, life payed off for me." Spencer leaned back onto the couch and put his hands behind his head.
"Speaking of which, where are Heather and Ethan?"
"Grocery shopping. I opted out of that. Heather doesn't mind though because she says everytime she sends me to the store to get something, I come back with 5 things that were 'unnecessary'."
"Well you did come back with that large bag of multi-colored ink pens that one time."
Spencer let out a huff. "Ugh, we've been through this. I needed all of them for a sculpture I was working on!"
"Who wants a giant ink pen sculpture?"
"People who LOVE ink in pen form, duh?"
"Whatever you say Spence. Thanks for chatting with me, but I think I'm going to go call Carly. She should be getting back any minute from the stores."
"Later Sam. Tell Freddie I said hello."
"Hello, Carly? Gibster? It's me!" Sam yelled as she walked into Carly and Gibby's apartment.
"Yeah Sam. We are upstairs. I'll be down in a minute." Carly yelled from upstairs.
Sam occupied her time waiting by opening the fridge and finding a snack. When Carly walked downstairs she saw her blonde best friend with her head in the refrigerator.
"Uh, Sam?" Carly walked towards her.
Sam turned around to see Carly with a confused look on her face. "Oh hey Carls."
"Pudding?"
Sam held up the pudding cup she was devouring. "It's chocolate."
"I know, I just bought those yesterday." Carly closed the door to the fridge. "Come and sit down, I want to tell you about today."
"Yeah how was going to register for gifts?" Sam asked as they both sat down at the table.
"So awesome. I know since Gibby and I already live together that we have a lot of things, like plates, and glasses, and stuff like that. However, I don't really love the things we have. None of it matches. It's stuff that we brought back from college dorm living, and I just am so excited to get new stuff."
"Yeah, new stuff is nice."
"The hardest part of the day was making sure Gibby wasn't adding things without asking me. I caught him three times swiping that scanner across the tags of pointless items. First it was a snow cone machine. We don't need one of those. Then it was a book about how to handle an influx of Mexican immigrants to your workplace."
Sam interrupted. "Well that could actually be kind of handy, I suppose."
"Sam! We live in Seattle. That's nowhere near the Mexican border. How many Mexican immigrants do you see on a daily basis here?"
"I see your point."
"Anyway, the last thing Gibby was trying to ask for was a pack of bacon flavored dog treats. We don't have a dog. Gibby said that they were delicious and he just couldn't pass them up. I almost vomited at the thought of my fiancé eating dog treats."
"Well, the bacon flavored is the best kind!"
"Ew! Sam! Don't tell me that you have tried those things." Carly made a disgusted face at her.
"Well, maybe once or twice. They aren't bad. And besides, maybe Gibby wants to get a dog once you guys get married. Perhaps that's why he put them on the list." Sam got up to get another pudding cup.
"That's possible I guess. I do like dogs. And it would be nice to have something around to take care of until I'm ready to have children."
"Shay, I expect you and Gibby to pop out a kid as soon as you get back from the honeymoon. I need a niece or nephew to spoil." Sam sat back down with Carly.
"Excuse me, I am not required to do anything for you. And what about Ethan, why can't you spoil him?"
"Eh, Ethan's spoiled enough by his own father. Spencer loves the chiz out of that kid enough for the rest of us. And besides, Ethan is four already. He's growing up so fast. We need another baby in the family."
"Well Sam, I don't think I'm going to be your own personal baby factory thank you very much. If you want one in the family so bad, why don't you have one? You and Freddie have been married for over two years now, you should be the one having kids before me and Gibby."
"I don't know. Freddie doesn't seem too interested in kids right now. He's been busy with work and whatnot."
"Come on Sam. I'm sure Freddie wants kids. Haven't you guys ever talked about kids before?" Carly picked up the empty pudding containers and went to dispose of them.
"Well sure we've talked about it before. But that was a long time ago, before we ever were married. We haven't really discussed it since."
"Well maybe it's time you bring it up. Freddie will probably always be busy. People all over the world are busy, but if no one had kids because they were too busy, then humanity would be extinct. For a child, you can work it out. Don't let being busy stop you guys from being happy. You should talk to him about it."
"Maybe."
2 months later
"Yo Yo!" Freddie shouted as he walked into Carly and Gibby's apartment. "How is everyone?"
"Freddie!" Everyone else screamed as he walked in with Sam behind him.
Carly and Gibby were having a dinner get together and had invited everyone over to their apartment. Spencer and Heather had come with Ethan. And Freddie and Sam were just now arriving after Freddie had finished with work.
"Hey people." Sam addressed the rest of them in the kitchen. "What's for eats? I'm starving."
Gibby turned to look at her. "Shocker."
Carly smacked him on the shoulder. "We are having stuffed chicken with rice and green beans."
"Are there rolls?"
"Yes, in the oven. And the butter is on the table. Don't worry Sam, you wont go home hungry." Carly giggled.
"So Freddie. How has work been?" Spencer asked.
"Busy. I've been at work more than I've been anywhere else these past couple of months. But when you are working for the Pear company, you have to stay busy to come up with the next big thing on the market. We are currently working on a new music device. It's supposed to be out in a few months. I'm real happy about it."
"Well that's great kiddo. I always knew you would be doing something awesome with your life." Spencer reached down to pick up Ethan.
Freddie held up his hand to Ethan for a high five. "Ethan, my man. How's it hanging?"
"Hi Uncle Freddie. I'm good."
"Dinner's ready!" Carly shouted. "Everyone sit down."
Throughout the dinner they all just shared about new events in their lives. Freddie's new music device with the pear company, how Sam's job was going at the dance studio she owned, Gibby's job at the post office, and how Carly was coming along at the fashion studio. Spencer was still currently creating new sculptures, and his wife Heather worked down at the Seattle daycare center. Things were going well for the Icarlys.
"I can't believe you guys are getting married in almost less than 6 months. Time is just flying by us." Heather stated as she was cutting some chicken for Ethan.
"I know, I'm getting excited." Gibby shared a glance with Carly.
Carly smiled back at him. "I'm definitely excited, and nervous. I want everything to go perfect. There is still a lot for me to plan out."
"Well I'm sure it will be a great wedding Carls. You always throw one hell of a shindig." Freddie dug into his green beans.
"Shindig? Ugh, I can't believe I married you." Sam joked with a smile as she piled more rice on her plate.
"Sam, save some for everybody else alright?" Freddie scolded his wife.
Carly laughed at her. "It's fine. I made extra knowing Sam would want more. Take as much as you want."
"That I will Carls. That I will."
2 weeks later
"Hey Gib." Freddie sat down on Gibby's couch. It was a Tuesday, and ironically both him and Gibby had the day off of work. He had called Gibby up and figured they could spend a few hours together for some guy time.
"Hey Freddie. What's new?"
"Nothing much. Just enjoying my first weekday off in a long time. Although I've been spending most of my day taking care of Sam, so it hasn't been very relaxing."
"What's wrong with Sam?" Gibby came to sit next to Freddie on the couch.
"I'm not sure. She woke up this morning and threw up a few times. She said she didn't think she needed to go to the doctor, so I've just been keeping her comfortable. She's sleeping now, so she should be out for a few hours."
"Man, that sucks."
Freddie took a soda from Gibby. "Yeah, I just hope I don't catch whatever she has got. I cant afford to get sick and miss work. So Gib, what is it that you were going to tell me on the phone but decided to wait on."
"Oh, that. Well I wanted your opinion on something. I kind of want to surprise Carly with it, and I wanted you to help me."
"Sure Gibby, I can help you. What is it?"
Gibby opened up his laptop. "I wanted to get Carly a dog. She likes dogs, but she never had one when she was younger. So I thought now that we have our own place and were getting married, we should get one."
"That's a great idea. Carly will love a dog. You should get her a Jack Russell Terrier. When we were younger, Carly used to love that show Wishbone. She would love one of those. I think your best bet would be to look online to see if any breeder in the area has puppies."
"I'm so pumped for this." Gibby fistpumped in the air. "We're getting a dog!"
"Oh Gibby."
"Hey, I would appreciate it if you wouldn't tell anyone about this. I want it to be a surprise and the more people who know, the easier it could get back to Carly."
"hey no problem man. Let me know if there is anything I can do to help." Freddie looked at the clock on the wall. "I had better be getting back to check on Sam, I'll catch you later Gib."
"See ya Freddie. I hope Sam feels better."
After staying in bed all morning, Sam was feeling significantly better. She had woken up to a note on the table saying that Freddie had gone to Gibbys and would be back later.
Sam had been feeling different lately and she had a hunch as to why. She just wasn't sure if she was right. There was only one way to be sure, but she wasn't ready yet. She needed to talk to her best friend first. Picking up her cell phone, she pressed the speed dial to Carlys number. She knew that her friend was at her office and chances are she would have to leave a message, but it was worth a shot.
"Vanity Design Studios, Carly Shay speaking."
"Um, hey Carls, it's Sam."
"Oh hey Sam. What's going on? You don't usually call me at work, is something wrong?" Carly sat down at the desk.
Sam sighed. "I'm not sure. But can I ask you something?"
"Sure Sam."
"Okay, If I were to get pregnant, you and Gibby, you would be there for me right?"
Carly couldn't believe what she was hearing. "How can you even need to ask that Sam? You know we would be there for you. We are your friends, we would help with whatever you need. Me, Gibby, Spencer, Heather, and don't forget Freddie, your husband. Sam, do you forget that you are 25 and married. You aren't 16 and still in high school. You guys have great jobs, and a nice place to live, you are allowed to get pregnant if you want to. Are you and Freddie thinking about having kids, did you talk about it like I said?"
"Not exactly. I just wanted to talk to you about it. In case I did get pregnant."
"Well Sam if you do get pregnant, we will all be excited for you guys. Trust me." Someone's voice could be heard in the background on Carly's end. "Oh Sam, I have to go. There is a crisis in one of the design rooms. I'll talk to you later though alright?"
"Thanks Carls. Later." Sam hung up the phone, just as Freddie was walking in through the door.
"Hey Sweetie." Freddie approached Sam. "Are you feeling better?"
"Yeah, I woke up a bit ago and felt fine."
"Well, I hope that whatever it was doesn't come after me next. I can't afford to miss work because of some infectious bug." Freddie went to the kitchen to check out the mail on the counter.
"I don't think it was anything contagious." Sam started out.
"Oh yeah" Freddie retorted while still shuffling through the mail. "And how do you know?"
"If it's what I think it is, then you can't possibly get it."
Freddie set down the mail. "What do you mean? You don't think it's something serious do you? Do you need to go see a doctor about it?"
"I think it could possibly be very serious."
Freddie sat down next to her. "Sam, what do you think it is?"
"I'm not positive. I just have suspicions."
Freddie picked up her hand in his. "Sam, please don't scare me. What do you think it is?"
"I think, that I might be…" Sam stopped. Freddie urged her on. "Pregnant. Possibly."
Freddie sat there for a few seconds before a smile broke out onto his face. "Have you taken a test yet?"
Sam shook her head. "I've been too nervous. I've had one in the bathroom for a few months just incase I ever needed it, but I was too scared to take it earlier."
"Well, lets go take it." Freddie stood up and pulled Sam up with him. "You need to find out for sure." Freddie pulled Sam in for a hug. "You know, whatever it says, I love you."
"I love you too."
Sam had went into the restroom and took the test. Now she just had to wait 2 minutes for the test to process. She was standing in the hallway outside of the bathroom with Freddie next to her. Freddie could see that she was nervous. She kept on biting her lip and wringing her hands. He reached over to take her hands apart.
"Sam don't be so nervous. It's alright. No matter what that test says, I love you, remember?"
"I think it's going to be positive." Sam confessed.
"So what if it is positive? You don't want to have a child?" Freddie questioned.
"I was worried you didn't."
"Sam, look at me." He reached forward to take her chin in his hands. Turning her face towards him he said, "I'm sorry if I've made it seem that way recently since I've been so busy at work. I do want to have kids with you. I would be so happy to start a family with you. And if this test comes out positive, I will be happy. I love you, and I'm so sorry that I haven't been there for you these last few months."
"That's alright. I know you are just trying to do what is best for us by working a lot. But if this test is positive, will you take some time off after your music device releases?" Sam asked him.
"Even if this test is not positive, I will take some time off. I promise you." He leaned down to kiss her. "It's been two minutes Sam, ready to look?"
"Why don't you look?"
Freddie approached the test sitting on the bathroom counter. There in lies his future. Whether or not he would become a father in 9 months. Secretly he was hoping for that to be true, but he didn't want to get his hopes up incase the test was negative.
Picking up the test, he read the word that changed his life. Positive.
Turning his attention towards Sam's eager eyes he said, "Ready to be a mom?"
Excitedly, Sam nodded her head. "Yeah."
Lunging forward and hugging Sam, Freddie knew that they were about to become some of the happiest people on the planet.
There you have it, the first chapter. Let me know what you guys think in a review, it would be most appreciated!