Sam laughed quietly as Freddie nuzzled her neck. She could feel his breath on her neck and in that moment she thought she'd never felt anything more wonderful in her whole life. Freddie stepped back from her and held both her hands in his.

"Should we go back?" he questioned. "I'm sure the others are probably up by now."

Sam sighed and nodded reluctantly. This time with him was new to her, no one else made her feel as special as he did, and she wasn't quite ready to give it up yet. After all they'd only been together for what, five minutes? Maybe?

They began the walk back to camp taking their time and talking about everything and nothing at the same time. When they finally arrived back at camp they saw their friends gathered around the fire waking up.

"Do we tell them?" whispered Sam.

"I don't know," Freddie shrugged. "Why not? I want to show off my lady."

He winked and Sam whacked him on the shoulder. He grabbed her hand and they walked towards Carly.

"Where have you guys been?" She demanded. "What were you even doing-" she stopped as she noticed the pairs linked hands. "No way! Sam! Freddie? What is- Dang it! I knew I should have brought the wedding scrapbook I made for you two…" she immediately backtracked when she saw the looks on their faces. "I mean… wow. Yay for Sam…"

Sam laughed a little and said, "Look Carls. Do NOT make a big deal out of this ok? I'm still trying to wrap my head around the fact that I'm dating the biggest dork on the planet and your constant yappin isn't helping."

"Hey!" Freddie exclaimed.

"Sorry baby." Sam cooed, but then looked at Carly and mouthed 'NOT'. "Now is there any breakfast or what?"

Gibby piped up, "Actually there's not. I fed it all to a flock of birds who joined me last night." He smiled looking very pleased with himself.

Sam growled deep in her throat and made to lunge at Gibby, only to be held back by Freddie.

"Calm down Sam!" he shouted over Gibby's screams of terror. She twisted and fought against him. "Ow!" he yelled. "You bit me?!"

"Gibby fed the BACON to his little bird friends! Now let me go so I can kill him!" Sam screamed.

Spencer hit Gibby's arm repeatedly. "Get in the car, GET IN THE CAR! Run!"

Everyone made a mad dash to the car leaving Freddie to struggle with Sam.

"Hey guys! Don't leave me with- AHHHH!" He protested.

…..

The next morning after they all made it back to Seattle safely, well except Gibby who was at home crying in his room, Sam knocked on Freddie's door.

Mrs. Benson opened it and her face drooped. "Oh. It's you. If you must come in Freddiebear is in his room. Take off your shoes and walk through my anti-bacterial mist before you go back though."

After making it through numerous tests Sam made it back to Freddie's room. Without bothering to knock she barged in and not seeing Freddie, sat down on his bed. A few minutes later Freddie came out of the bathroom running a towel through his hair.

"Sam?" he asked surprised. "You're here early. It's 8:30, I'm surprised you're even up!"

She cleared her throat and looked anywhere except the shirtless wonder that was standing in front of her. "Yeah, yeah whatever. Just put a shirt on and quit showing off. We don't want your head to be any bigger."

Freddie smiled, "Are you sure you want me to put a shirt on? I mean, if you don't want me to, I'm fine with that…"

Sam blushed and turned her head. "Whatever…" she mumbled. "This conversation never leaves this room, got it?"

He laughed and laid down next to her on the bed. Throwing one of his arms across her stomach he spoke into her shoulder sounding a little muffled.

"So what do you want to do? There's that new show on, So You Think You're a Bear."

"Oooh! I love that show! Have you seen the new one yet? I heard Johnny tried to glue fur on himself! Let's watch it!" Sam replied eagerly.

Freddie stretched his arm out and grabbed the remote from his bedside table switching the t.v. on. They rearranged themselves so Sam was laying in the crook of Freddie's neck. They didn't talk much but did laugh when Johnny did indeed try to cover himself with fur. Soon they began to get drowsy and nodded off, the show playing softly in the back. When Freddie woke up, Sam was still asleep, so he took that time to really observe her.

A piece of her hair had fallen over her mouth and was fluttering with every breath she took. He moved it out of the way gingerly and she stirred but did not wake. He ran his hand up and down her side as she shifted closer to him. She began to blink her eyes, waking up slowly. He kissed her on the forehead.

"Morning Frednub."

He laughed. "Sam it's 10:00. I'm going to go to the bathroom. I'll be back."

He kissed her again, this time on her mouth. The thought that he should be worried leaving her alone in his room briefly crossed his mind, but he shrugged it off.

After he left the room, Sam rolled off the bed and walked around looking at all his stuff. There was a snow globe with a train in it, and another one with all the Galaxy War characters around a Christmas tree. 'What a nub...' She thought to herself. There were some pictures from iCarly, and some of his mom, but then she found one if her and Freddie. It was from when they went to the iWeb awards in Japan, right after they had won. Both of them were covered in mud, but they were laughing and hugging each other. She could see in their faces how happy they were. She picked it up and ran her fingers across the glass. Just the the bathroom door opened and Freddie came out in a dark gray tshirt.

"You know Sam, I was thinking how funny it would be if Gibby were on that show. I think he'd be crazy enough...oh. You found that. It's my favorite one because it was the first time you've ever actually hugged me. Stupid right?"

Sam shook her head no. "I like it a lot actually."

Freddie kissed her cheek from behind and she turned in his arms.

"You know, I kinda like you Fredbot."

"Oh good. I kinda like you too." He said with a grin, as he leaned in to kiss her.

She broke away after a little while and said against his lips, "You know, I never told you you could put a shirt back on..."