Title: iAm a Father.
Author: iloveseddie1
Fandom: iCarly
Rating: M
Pairings: Cibby, and Seddie.
Genre: Romance, Hurt/Comfort
Summary: Freddie lives in New York with his wife and son. He comes home from work one day to find her cheating on him. After loosing touch with Sam and Carly, he returns to Seattle. Not expecting to meet them again.
Disclaimer: I own NOTHING!
Chapters: Maybe about 10.
Freddie smiled as he drove through the streets of Seattle. It had been ten years since he was last here. He noticed his son asleep in the backseat of the car. He smiled, he was glad. Glad to have his son and finally away from the dragon he called his wife.
You see a few days earlier, Freddie had come home from work one day and found his wife in bed with another man. She pretended to be drunk and apologized. She told him that it was a mistake and that it meant nothing. In return he told her that it was over and she was not fit to look after their son, he told her that he wanted courtesy of him and she didn't try to fight back. She obviously didn't love her son as he thought she did, and he deserved better.
He had lost contact with Carly and Sam ten years back. There wasn't a day that went by that he didn't think about them, and regretted loosing contact. They we're best friends back in high school but all three went to different collages, Sam had went to Julliard, to get a degree in dance. He had gone to MIT, to study technology. While Carly had gone to Ball State. He didn't have a clue what they we're doing now and if they we're still friends.
Freddie now worked as the Senior VP of the Pear Company. He loved his job, the only thing he loved more than his job was his son. Ryan meant the whole world to him. Ryan was four, he wouldn't be able to remember much of his mother when he was older. Except for what Freddie tells him.
Freddie sighed as he pulled up to a familiar building. He was at Bushwell Plaza, his former home. His mother still lived here so he was going to stop with her for a while till he found a new place to live. He was going to ask her if Carly still lived opposite.
He took the car keys out of the ignition, and got out of the car. He opened the back door, and shook his son.
"Ryan.. Wake up." He started to stir.
"Afternoon, little guy" Freddie smiled.
"Afternoon, daddy" Freddie picked Ryan up and took him out the car, he shut the door and got his suitcase out of the boot. He also grabbed a duffel bag and put it over his shoulder.
Once in Bushwell he opened the door to his mother's apartment.
"Mom! I'm home" He shut the door with his foot, and put his bag and suitcase down. His mother came rushing out the kitchen with an apron on.
"My Freddie" She smiled hugging him, "Hey Ryan" she said giving the small boy a hug.
His mother prepared dinner, which was a normal one, she realized that Freddie was growing and gave him proper food. A while after dinner Ryan fell to sleep again, and Freddie put him to bed in the spare bedroom. After he accomplished that, he sat down with his mother.
"Mom?"
"Yes,?"
"Do Carly and Spencer still live across the hall?"
She shook her head, "Spencer moved in with his girlfriend, but Carly lives across the hall with Sam."
"Do you still talk to them?"
"Very rare. After you left, they we're too upset. They gradually got over it, and Sam moved in with them. Her mother passed away, after too much alcohol. A while after Spencer met Brianne, and he moved in with her. She's a lovely girl, they do visit Carly and Sam frequently. I don't see them often, but when I do they are always polite. They don't look much different to before. However, I see you do. You've turned into a very handsome young man" Freddie smiled.
"Can I go visit them?" He asked his mother.
"Sure, I'll keep watch on Ryan"
Freddie thanked his mom and walked out of her apartment. He shut her door and took a deep breath. He then knocked on the door.
"Sam! Get the door!" He heard from inside.
"Why can't you?"
"I'm in the shower!"
He heard a groan, and someone unlock the door.
The door swung open, and there stood before him was the same 5''3inch, tiny framed, blonde-headed, girl he'd left years before. Except now, she wasn't a girl, she was a woman.
"Freddie?" She asked and dropped the can she was holding to put both hands over her mouth.
"Yeah, it's me" He smiled at her.