Freddie and Sam are dating, but haven't told a lot of people. Carly went to visit her dad for the summer, and they decide to wait to tell her till she's home. But first, she develops a crush on a certain tech geek.
So here's the setup: Carly went to spend the summer with her dad in Europe. Sam and Freddie have been doing the show without her, with the help of some of their friends as guest stars. Over the course of this time, the two have gotten close, really close, and are now a couple. Not everyone knows about their relationship since they're not the typical touchy-feely, PDA couple.
Spencer knows about it and Mrs. Benson found out when she walked in on the two of them in a compromising position and has been quite vocal about how she feels about it. Since they haven't officially 'come out' as a couple to any of their other friends or on the show, no one else is the wiser.
We start off with Carly coming back and suddenly falling in lust with Freddie. Sam finds out, sparks fly, yadda, yadda, yadda. . . Don't worry Seddie's still intact in the long run.
Contains Devious Carly (waaaay OOC), Jealous Sam, Lusty Freddie, Clueless Spencer and Neurotic Mrs. Benson. It's meant to be an AU story just for fun and not canon.
Freddie and Spencer were waiting in the airport for Carly to get off the plane that's bringing her back from her summer abroad. Spencer was nervous because he has a very serious girlfriend and he's afraid of what Carly will think of her.
"Man, I wish Shannon could be here to meet Carly. This is going to be super awkward for her."
"Relax, Spencer. They've talked on video-chat a few times, you told me so. They seem to have a lot in common anyway, I don't know why you're worried. They're going to get along fine."
"Well, it's just gonna be weird, that's all. Like, since Shannon moved in, we've had the place all to ourselves and now there'll be a teenage girl in the place. And Shannon's not exactly quiet, if you know what I mean." Spencer wiggled his eyebrows.
"You do remember that Sam has pretty much spent the summer on your couch, right? And she's told me about the, um, volume issue. But yeah, I guess you guys might have to tone it down a bit. I don't think Carly will be as open minded about that sort of thing as Sam is. She actually thinks it's kinda funny. Oh, man, she does this imitation of your moan and while she's doing it, she makes her eyes roll back in her head and shakes. You should see it, it's hilarious."
"Well, you guys aren't exactly quiet, either my friend. Like last week when you thought you were sneaking up to the studio at midnight. We heard a lot of sounds that we never heard before, either. I was afraid there was some kind of alien invasion going on."
"Um, yeah. Sorry about that, Spence." Freddie turned red. "You know how Sam is, she has no shame most of the time."
"Speaking of Sam, it's too bad she had to go to Portland to bail her mom out of jail. I know she's totally pissed at her mom for making her miss Carly's arrival." Spencer tried to change the subject.
"You don't know the half of it. Last night she was on the phone with her sister and she called Pam things I've never even heard before. Makes me glad my mom's as normal as she is, even if she hates all my friends and thinks my girlfriend is the embodiment of the antichrist."
"Ah, don't sweat that, man. Your mom will come around to Sam, once she figures out how much you guys mean to each other. Your mom's just worried about you that's all. Then again, she's always worried about you."
"Yeah, but Mom sprayed Sam with de-lousing spray before she left her through the door last night and then kept referring to her as a demon spawn the whole way through dinner."
"I guess that is pretty bad. Hey, here she comes." Spencer started waving his arms and jumping up and down to get his sister's attention. "Caarrleeee!"
Spencer ran up to Carly, threw his arms around her and shook her like a dog with a rope toy. As soon as he was done with her, she caught Freddie off guard when she grabbed him and hugged him. She noticed immediately that he was a bit more solid than she remembered. Carly felt a tingle she never felt around Freddie before and immediately went into 'flirt' mode.
"Wow, Freddie you look good. I like your new haircut." She was paying little attention to her brother.
"Heh, yeah I thought I'd try something new for senior year. Even Sam likes it, er, I, um guess she does. She didn't say she did, but she didn't make fun of it so . . . " Actually, it was Sam's idea but Freddie wouldn't admit that to a soul. And he knew if he did Sam would give him a Texas wedgie.
"And just where is Sam? Did you guys leave her at home? Oh, no, couldn't you get her out of the Chicken Hut after her bucket of wings?" Carly was anxious to see her friend, but even more anxious to get next to Freddie.
"Nah, she had to go to Portland to bail her mom out of jail. Seems Pam got caught cheating at bingo and when they tried to make her to leave she beat up two security guards and the old lady that calls the numbers." Spencer explained.
Carly sighed. "Some things never change." She seemed to have trouble getting more than an inch away from Freddie and kept touching him, this didn't go unnoticed by Spencer.
"C'mon you two, get reacquainted later. Let's get your luggage and get home before it gets late."
"Spence, it's two-thirty. Since when is that late for you? You're usually barely getting up by now." Carly reminded him, heading toward the stream of luggage that was now making its way slowly past the other passengers.
"Shannon gets home at four, doesn't she?" Freddie asked quietly, out of earshot of Carly, who was already pulling her bags off the luggage carousel.
"Shhh, not so loud. Carly doesn't know she's living in our apartment." Spencer hissed.
"Dude! No wonder you're so nervous about this chiz. You haven't told her about that part?" Freddie shoved Spencer's shoulder.
About that time, Carly came back to the guys, pulling her two suitcases behind her.
"Here, Carly. Let me got one of those for you." Freddie, always the gentleman, reached for one handle. His hand brushed hers and Carly felt a rush of sparks from the contact. She immediately grabbed his free hand with hers like she would a boyfriend's.
She looked over at him and flashed a flirty smile. "Thanks, Freddie. You're such a gentleman, unlike someone else." She glared at her brother, who was too busy worrying about the time to notice her stink eye.
There was no doubt about it, absence definitely made her heart grow fonder of Freddie. She was acting like she never had before around him. Not that he minded, but he really didn't think of Carly in a romantic way any more. He was too full of lust for Sam, and what they'd been doing in their spare time, to care about the brunette he spent all of middle school drooling over only to be shot down countless times. His heart belonged to another now and even though they agreed to tell Carly together, he was tempted to say something before she got too carried away.
The three were soon back at Bushwell and Spencer set about to making dinner. His girlfriend couldn't even make toast without help and since he was usually home most of the day, he just naturally did the cooking for them. Well, them and Sam, who spent the summer loafing on their couch and eating their food, when she wasn't hanging out, or doing other things, with Freddie.
Carly had been in her room unpacking and came down the stairs just in time to see Shannon coming home from work.
"Hey, Shannon." The brunette greeted. "Wow, you're taller than I thought you'd be."
"Carly!" The older gal squeaked. "It's so nice to finally meet you." She grabbed her into a hug. The two were more like long lost sisters, both giggling over the other. "I love those boots, are they Italian?"
"Yeah. Italian leather. Dad got them for me before I left, for an early birthday present. Hey, Spencer. When's dinner going to be ready?" Carly asked.
"In about a half an hour." He replied from the kitchen. "It's a new recipe I got from the eating channel last night. I couldn't wait to try it."
"I'm going across the hall to Freddie's. I'll grab some when I get back." Carly quickly headed to the door.
"Alrighty." He replied as Shannon snuck up behind him and put her arms around his waist.
"Is it just me or does she seem in a hurry to visit Freddie?" Shannon asked.
Carly went across the hall and knocked on Freddie's door. Marissa answered the door and immediately looked Carly up and down.
"Hello, Mrs. Benson. Is Freddie home?" The teen smiled at the nurse.
Marissa was clearly not happy to see her. "Yes." She replied shortly. "Freddie, there's another worthless girl here to see you." She called over her shoulder.
Freddie emerged from the hall. "Mom!" He gave Carly a pleading look, asking for forgiveness. "C'mon in Carly. Um, I was just working on some stuff with the website. Do you want to come back to my room and see?"
"Sure, Freddie." Carly replied and attempted to slip past his mother, who would have none of it.
"Take those boots off young lady! You're tracking germs into my house." Marissa screeched at her, making Carly jump before she started peeling off her footwear. "Have you washed your feet today? What about your stockings? Are they clean?"
Marissa reached into a drawer and pulled out a can of disinfectant and began to spray it toward the brunette.
"Mom!" Freddie reached for Carly to pull her away from the fog. "For God's sake! She doesn't have the plague."
"She's been out of the country, Freddie. It's hard to tell how many spores and parasites are on her. Did you get vaccinated since you came home?" Marissa kept spraying, even as Freddie literally pulled Carly toward his room. "What about ticks? Have you been checked for ticks? Don't you dare give my Freddie ticks!"
"Sorry about that." Freddie mumbled under his breath as he pulled Carly back the hall toward his room. She was only too happy to have his hand around hers.
"Keep your door open, young man. And both of you need to stay in a vertical position." Marissa remembered what she caught Freddie and Sam doing a few weeks earlier and it wasn't something she wanted to ever see again. There was far more bare skin than she was comfortable with, not to mention the colorful undergarments the blonde was wearing. "I have to leave for work soon and I don't want any fladoodling in this apartment. Do you hear me?"
"I don't know why, but she's been worse than ever lately." Freddie said as he offered Carly his desk chair to sit on. He knew why, but didn't want to say it in front of Carly. Marissa had caught him and Sam in the afterglow from a particularly physical session. He was just glad they both had their underwear back on when she barged into his room to inspect his scalp for lice.
"It's alright, she can't help it, she's just being a mom." Carly replied in an attempt to flirt again. "So, who are these other girls that have been stopping in to see you? Should I be jealous?"
"Just Sam, basically." He shrugged. "Oh, and Wendy came over before last week's show to go over a bit with me and Gibby." He conveniently left out the part that they didn't rehearse in the studio because Spencer was 'entertaining' Shannon in the living room.
"So are Gibby and Wendy, like, an item or something? From what Spencer said, she's been hanging around a lot."
"What? No. Oh, God, no!" He chuckled. "Gibby and Wendy? Man that would be weird. Nope, Gibby's still all hung up on the breakup with Tasha. And Wendy, well, Wendy's too busy gossiping for a boyfriend. Not that she hasn't flirted with him a time or two, she's just not his type. She's too worried about everyone else's business and he's too, well, he's too Gibby."
"Heh, yeah, you're right. I guess those two together would be about as weird as you and Sam hooking up." She giggled. "That would like, signal the coming of the apocalypse or something, right?"
"Well, um . . . " Freddie was trying to figure out how to tell his brunette friend that he and Sam had, in fact, hooked up. Before he could finish the sentence, he was cut off by Carly standing up and throwing her arms around him.
"I'm just glad to be home. I missed my apartment and Spencer and all my friends, but especially you, Freddie. We need to get caught up. What do you say we go out for dinner tomorrow?"
"Um . . . " He didn't know what to say. On one hand, he and Sam agreed to tell Carly together that they were a couple, but she was obviously asking him out, he had to say something before this got any further out of hand.
"I wonder how Sam's coming along with bailing her mom out? She won't admit it but she missed you like crazy." The young man rubbed the back of his nervously.
Carly stayed her course and continued to flirt with him. "You know, I never got a chance to tell you just how much you mean to me." Carly suddenly pressed her lips to his.
Soooo, Carly makes her move. In the next installment Sam comes back and finds out.