A Happy Mistake

Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly or any of the characters. That is owned by Nickelodeon and Dan Schneider. I only own the story line and any original characters.

Authors Note: Wow, my first story. I can't believe it, I never let people read my work unless it's for school so this is huge. I'm sorry if it's bad. :)

Prologue:

The piercing sound of the telephone woke a 25 year old Freddie Benson up from his indefinite dreams. He ruffled his coffee brown hair between his fingers while he stumbled out of his bed. "Hello?" Freddie said into the phone.

"Morning, sweetie! I was just calling to remind you that I am expecting you and Samantha at the wedding rehearsal and rehearsal dinner tonight." Replied Marissa Benson soon to be Marissa Clayhill.

"Of course, are you sure you still want Sam to come?"

"Yes, she's matured and I don't want you to be lonely. Is she awake yet?"

"I doubt it. It's only 6:30 in the morning. She is probably still sound asleep in her room"

"Ok, make you two are on time. Especially her."

"Yeah. I have to go make breakfast; I have a big day at work today." Freddie responded.

"Oh yes! Good luck and make sure to iron your clothes. I will call you later!"

A sweet aroma of syrup and honey filled Sam Puckett's nostrils as she arises from her bed. 7:00 screamed at her in digital letters, taunting her. Normally on Fridays she would be more than excited for the weekend. Being able to sleep in, go to the beach and just lounging around Freddie and hers shared apartment. However, this weekend would not be so great. Freddie's mother was getting married this weekend to some lawyer or something and she had surprisingly been invited. Sam hadn't wanted to go but Freddie had convinced her.

Sam pulled on her silk lilac robe, tied up her golden hair and made her way down the hall to the kitchen. The white cabinets and the dark brown wooden floor made her feel like she was on a movie set. She was greeted by the deep voice of her best friend/ enemy from kindergarten. "Morning sleepy head! Big day tomorrow." Freddie exclaimed.

"Firstly, I'm not the one getting married and secondly I still can't believe there is a man alive crazy enough to marry your mother." Sam announced.

"Whatever, I guess you don't want any pancakes then."

"Never mind, your mom's great!"

"Better." Laughed Freddie.

"So, is Carly coming over for breakfast too?"

"No, she's going with her new boyfriend."

"New boyfriend? What happened to Drew?"

"She dumped him."

"Of course she did. What's her new boyfriend's name?" Sam said taking a sip of her orange juice on the granite island.

"Gibby." Freddie smirked.

Before Freddie had time to react he was covered in orange juice that flew out of Sam's mouth. She stared laughing uncontrollably while Freddie irritably whipped the orange juice off of his face. "Oww! It's in my eye!" Freddie screeched.

"Fine Fred-baby, let me help you!" Sam stated.

Sam got a clean cloth from the cabinet over the sink and started dabbing Freddie's eye with him leaned up against the counter. As she looked into his chocolate brown eyes she saw the refection of her eyes in his. Her sky blue mixed with Freddie's brown like an artist's palette. She felt herself start to lean in when the ring of the doorbell startled her. "Did you invite someone over?" Sam asked Freddie.

"No," He answered awkwardly.

Standing behind the white wooden door with an iron 85 stuck on it was an incredibly giddy pair of young adults. Carly Shay's jet-black hair was tucked into a purple knit bucket hat matching perfectly with her knit scarf. She seemed to be shivering from the cold Seattle November weather as Gibby wrapped his muscular arm around her. Time had been kind to him, Sam thought before realising what was going on. Carly and Gibby together? The thought of that made her cringe as she slammed the door in their faces. "That is disgusting!" Sam calls out to Freddie as he goes to re-open the door. "No! Just no! That's like me and you dating it's just wrong!" she grumbled as she takes her pancakes and sits on the table.

"I know but we should be supportive." Freddie reckoned.

"Sam!" Carly screamed running through the door. "I'm so sorry I didn't tell you! I was just embarrassed!"

"Love you too dear!" Gibby murmured.

"Sorry Gib-kins. Oh Sam, there is no need to gag. Gibby is not the same guy he was in high school."

"Of course he's not he's taller." Freddie chimed in earning a glare from Carly.

"It's just surprising! It caught me off guard. I guess I'll get used to it in a little while." Interjected Sam. "Wait, why are you guys here?"

"Oh, we just wanted to see if you had any leftovers? The restaurant we went to had really small portions." Stated Gibby.

"Fine you can have one each but, the rest of them are Sam and mines."

"Very well then, let's eat." Carly concluded as she took a plate and scooped up her pancake.

While the group sat around the table eating their breakfast the time had gotten away from them. It was already 7:42 a.m. by the time they had started to make their ways to their jobs. Freddie being a doctor needed to go to the hospital and Gibby was an insurance agent (much to the surprise of all his friends and family), Carly was a kindergarten teacher and Sam was an event planner (it seemed like the perfect choice since she had grown to love throwing parties for people. However, she is still a bit disorganised). "I hope you guys have fun at the rehearsal thingy tonight." Exclaimed Carly.

"Yep, we're going to have so much fun! And maybe next time we go to one of these things it will be yours!" Sam said sarcastically.

"We'll try but you know Sam." Freddie replied.

"Yes we do!" Carly observed. "Just try Sam, you'll be surprised. I have a feeling that you are going to have a good time."

"Yes, but we are going to be late if we don't go soon!" Gibby exclaimed.

They were in for a crazy future, all four of them. They had grown together and it was time for them to fully transition into adult hood. Just not in the way they expected.