The ambulance had come and Spencer was in the hospital. It was a quick evaluation, Spencer had been in the refridgerator for so long that they almost knew instantly that he was dead. Carly was devastated. Sam tried to comfort her but Carly was just too depressed.

"Carls, you know that it wasn't your fault. Nobody plans these things." Sam said, still trying to comfort Carly.

"It was planned by someone else, someone who hated...him." Carly said, tears streaming down her face, she couldn't even bear to say his name anymore. Freddy was also there but he was giving them some privacy while Sam tried again and again to comfort Carly.

"Sam, I think Freddy wants to come and talk to me now..." Carly said, gesturing to Freddy to come on over.

"Okay, I'll be right over there." Sam said, as if she knew Freddy was going to make it worse. Sam walked over to where Freddy had been sitting a few minutes ago and just started thinking. Sam thought about how she never got to say sorry to Spencer about doing horrible things to him. It's all my fault, Sam thought. She started feeling tears in her eyes. No Sam, tears show weakness and you are not weak, Sam always told herself that when she started getting her "Girly tears".

"Come on, Carly, talk to me." Freddy said to Carly, hoping for a response of some kind.

"I just can't believe he's dead. He was too young to die." Carly said, finally responding to Freddy.

"You'll be fine, you know you will. Everybody dies someday." Freddy said. Unfortunately that made Carly cry even harder. Sam ran over and started hugging her.

"What did you do, you dork?" Sam almost yelled at Freddy.

"Nothing! I just was talking and...and...I don't know!" Freddy was talking as if he had just upset a young toddler that cried at anything, which resembled the personality of Carly at that time.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Carly stopped for a second and looked up, wondering who it was. She got up to get the door but Sam made her stay sitting and Sam told Freddy to get it. As Freddy got up, there was a yell, "It's the police, please open up." Freddy almost ran to get the door, he thought there might be more information on the murder. When he opened the door he found two policemen pointing their guns at him. They said, "Put your hands up!"