A new FanFiction from yours truly. This time, it is not a script but a love story. And no it is not love at first sight, but more like love at first punch. A one shot but it is up to you if it should be multi-chapter! Enjoy.

It was a typical Sunday night, with the iCarly trio at Freddie Benson's apartment in downtown Seattle. Of course, they were no longer the iCarly trio since they went to college. Sam and Freddie did get together after that whole lock-in during their junior year. They had their ups and downs, fighting and breaking up to kissing and making up. Mostly, they were together and hardly ever broke up. With them Carly had found a new guy at college and after they was done with school, they were engaged. Sam and Freddie? They were taking it slow, however Freddie was looking for the perfect moment to tell her.

It was a few weeks before Carly's wedding and she wanted to spend some time with her two best friends. They were sitting on Freddie's couch with Carly on the left, Sam in the middle, and Freddie to the right of Sam with his arm around her. It was Carly's choice to watch a movie and so she chose her favorite, The Proposal. It had just started with Carly watching intently, Sam eating her popcorn making a disgusting face at Carly for ever liking a movie like this, and Freddie chuckling to himself watching Sam. It was about an hour into it when Carly got so tired she decided to leave. After the door shut, Sam was somewhat relieved to be able to turn off the movie.

"Argh! Thank God, I can turn this movie off!" cried Sam. Freddie just laughed. He opened his mouth to say a retort until the ending came on and the credits rolled.

"You know Sam, Margret kind of reminds me of YOU in a way," Freddie replied smirking at his plan. Sam turned to him and furrowed her brows.

"Oh, yeah right. What would you know Benson?" She then plopped right next to him on the couch.

Freddie put a finger to his chin, "Let's see, you're aggressive, smart, violent..." This earned him a pillow in the face.

Sam retorted, missing their arguments, "Yeah well, you remind me of Andrew. Dorky, too nice, annoying,"

Freddie got in her face and said, "And not to mention cute!"

Sam's eyes blazed, her teeth gritted, her nostrils flared, " That's it Benson!" The next thing Freddie knew, he ended up on the floor being wrestled by one Sam Puckett.

"You are like Andrew! You are SO annoying!" Freddie could not stop giggling to himself and rolled Sam over so no he was on top.

"Well, You're like Margret! This is what I meant about violence!" Sam realized she was unable to free herself from Freddie's grip and groaned.

"So what if I am?" Sam finally gave up. "What is your problem, anyway?"

Freddie couldn't help, but grinned. "Marry me, because I would like to date you."

Sam smiled for a split second and then slapped him.

"Doofus! We are already dating! And besides, this is the best you could come up with? I mean sure the arguing was fun, but are you screwing around with me? What makes you think..."

Freddie rolled his eyes and finally kissed the future bride. And as a surprise to Freddie, she kissed back wrapping her arms around him in complete defeat for the first time in her life.