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iJust Don't Know

Ruined

By: Tech-Man

Freddie paced back and forth across the living room of his apartment. He had moved out from his mothers just shortly after high school. His job as a freelance web designer allowed him to have plenty of free time for iCarly and the substantial income allowed him to always keep a supply of ham in the fridge. The reason for his ample supply of ham was also the reason behind his continued pacing.

His relationship with Sam was complicated to say the least. They were open about being together and as for physical expressions of their affection they were very open about that. Freddie had talked before about marrying Sam, but every time he brought it up Sam would make some face , claim that she would never marry a nub like him, or just change the subject all together.

Freddie had been shopping on the side for a ride that just screamed Sam; not an easy task to say the least. He hadn't made a true effort in that department yet, because getting Sam to admit she loved him too was becoming increasingly difficult. Freddie already knew that Sam was the only girl he wanted to spend his life with. A scratching noise brought Freddie back into the real world as he quickly sat down on his couch not wanting to give Sam any clues that he was thinking, and she loved to poke fun at him.

"Hey dork, where are you?" Sam yelled after picking the lock to his apartment. She stopped short eying her dork sitting on the couch a look of framed innocence about him.

"Sam, why won't you use the key I gave you?" Freddie asked patting the couch next to him inviting Sam to join him.

"Mama has to keep her skills sharp Freddifer," Sam answered jumping up and landing in Freddie's lap. Quickly his hands shot around her waist pulling her closer to him. Sam would never admit it out loud, but she really did enjoy the attention that Freddie lavished on her.

"Yes, but do you realize that I have had to replace fourteen locks since I moved into this apartment, because you keep breaking them?" Freddie spoke through her hair as he buried his face into the back of her neck placing light kisses along the neck line of her shirt.

Sam shuttered lightly as Freddie continued his attentions on her. He alternated between chaste kisses or lightly biting her neck then soothing it over with his tongue. Moving his hands in accordance with is lips Freddie brought his hands up along Sam's ribs. The moan that escaped her mouth was more than a victory in his mind. Freddie brought his lips up next to her ear, "I love you."

"Yeah, I know you do dork," Sam responded reaching back and wrapping her arms around Freddie's head hugging him.

Freddie stopped, turning Sam so he could look into her eyes. "But do you love me?" Freddie asked trying to make the question sound more casual than it really was.

Sam blinked a couple of times before standing up and pulling Freddie with her. "Come on, Mama wants some fried chicken."

Reluctantly Freddie stood, wrapping his arm around her waist he pulled her into a quick hug as they made their way out the door. "So where to?" Freddie asked as he locked the door behind him. "I hear T-Bo has returned to selling his fried chicken."

Several Weeks Later

"Yes, dinner for two at eight if you have it. Perfect, thank you so much," Freddie hung up the phone pulling out his PearPod and making the notation in his calendar. For the past couple of weeks Freddie had decided that it was time to take the next step so to speak. He was ready for Samantha Puckett to become Samantha Benson.

After looking through every jewelry store in the Seattle area he had finally located the perfect ring for Sam. It was not a traditional engagement ring, but Sam wasn't a traditional girl. Sometime in their Junior year of high school Freddie had finally met Melanie with Sam in the same room. He couldn't believe that they had been telling the truth the whole time.. After discovering the truth about Sam and Melanie, he and Melanie had become good friends. She was always willing to give him incite into Sam's mind whenever he needed help, and now he used that to his advantage.

One Saturday he had called up Melanie and asked her to meet him at the jeweler where he had purchased the ring. Like always, she was perfectly on time. "Hey Freddie, why are we here? I assume that it has something to do with Sam," Melanie spoke pulling Freddie out from his day dream.

"Hey Melanie, thanks for coming. Yeah, you know it is. I picked out the perfect engagement ring for Sam and I need your ring finger to size it. I hope that's okay with you?" Freddie asked belatedly.

"Yes it's okay. I didn't know you and Sam were finally that serious?" Melanie asked causing Freddie to stumble.

"Why do you say that? Did she say something?" Freddie asked grabbing a hold of Melanie's shoulders.

"No," she answered removing his hands from her shoulders. "Sam hasn't said anything. In fact she hasn't even hinted that she thought you were going to be popping the question anytime soon. I just figured that Sam paid more attention than that," Melanie commented following Freddie into the store.

It took about fifteen minutes and the jeweler had the size down. He told Freddie that it would be four or five days before the final ring would be ready. After paying for the adjustment, Freddie and Melanie headed out of the store back towards Bushwell Plaza. "Now promise me that you won't even hint at this to Sam," Freddie made Melanie promise while they were riding the elevator up to the Shay's apartment.

"You know I wouldn't ruin this surprise for you," Melanie promised before knocking on the door of Carly's apartment.

Two Weeks Later

Freddie finished adjusting the tie he was wearing. It was one that Sam had picked out for him on their first Christmas as a couple. Before Freddie could finish he heard a knock at the door. It surprised him, because Sam usually let herself in whether using the key or with a paperclip; the lock on the door never did seem to be able to keep her out. Freddie opened the door to reveal a startling sight before him.

Sam was dressed in a short skirt and beautiful blouse. Freddie nearly fell over taking in the sight of her. "W...o...w," Freddie barley managed to get out. "You look absolutely amazing."

"Thanks, you said that I needed to be dressed up for tonight. So are you going to let me in or are you planning on keeping me standing in the hall dork-face?" Sam said pushing past the stunned Freddie and into the apartment.

Without thinking Freddie walked up behind her pulling her tightly against his chest. He started placing chaste kisses along her neck. 'Wow she smells amazing,' he thought to himself before turning her around and capturing her lips with his. After a particularly long kiss he once again moved to her neck focusing on the area where her collarbone and neck intersected. Boy, did he have a weakness for that spot.

Sam, had to force herself mentally to ignore what Freddie was doing so she could speak without sounding completely out of breath. "Are we going to go to dinner or did mama get dressed up for nothing?" She asked.

Freddie smiled into her neck as he kissed her one final time before pulling away from her. "Okay Princess Puckett, lets go get you something to eat," Freddie gestured towards the door grabbing his jacket off the coat rack by the door.

Sam and Freddie walked into the most upscale restaurant in Seattle. Freddie gave his name to the host and they were seated in a booth over by the window looking out over the lake. 'Wow Fredward," Sam said. "I've never been seated that quickly." Freddie just smiled in response. "Okay, Queen of the Dorks, what's up? Why are you just sitting over there smiling like some crazed nut-job?"

"Come on Samantha, can't a guy smile lovingly at his girlfriend?"

Sam leaned in close to Freddie's face; their noses were almost touching. Reacting naturally Freddie closed his eyes and began to lean into the kiss he thought was coming. The pain was abrupt and sudden as Freddie quickly leaned back rubbing the red spot that now adorned his forehead. 'Hey, what was that for?" Freddie asked glaring at the blonde demon across the table.

Nonchalantly Sam sucked on her drink doing her best to keep her innocent face on and not burst out laughing. "I've told you before, do not call me Samantha in public."

'But I call you Samantha all the time when we are at the apartment?" Freddie responded looking hurt.

'That is in private; this is in public. A girl has to keep up her reputation."

'You know Sam, that doesn't even make sense."

"Yeah whatever; where's my dinner. I'm starving," Sam ended that conversation by picking up the menu and browsing through it.

Freddie toyed with the ring in his pocket. Nothing could ruin this evening. After they ordered they ate in companionable silence. After desert, of which Sam ate both his and hers. Freddie made his move. "Hey Sam, why don't we go for a walk around the lake?"

"Sure Freddork," Sam said laughing at the look on his face. "If I didn't pick on you, you would think I didn't like you," she responded.

"I know," Freddie grabbed Sam's hand, intertwining their fingers, and led her down by the lake. The sky was so beautiful and the weather was perfect. Pulling on Sam's hand he spun her around to face him. The look of surprise on her face made his heart melt.

Freddie reached up cupping her cheek in his hand, slowly he pulled her down into a passionate kiss. Pulling away Freddie knelt down; keeping a hold of Sam's left hand. The look of surprise, shock, and recognition on her face made Freddie smile. "Samantha Puckett, I love you more than anything else in the world, and I can't imagine not spending the rest of my life with you by my side. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" Freddie asked looking into the most beautiful set of blue eyes he had ever seen while preparing to slip the ring on her finger as soon as she said yes.

Freddie's smile began to falter when a response wasn't immediate. Taking stock of Sam's face it looked closed off. Without warning she pulled her hand from his taking a few steps back in the process. "I...I...I...just don't know," was all Sam said before turning and racing across the path back towards where the car was parked.

Freddie just slumped backwards onto his hands. He didn't know what to think. His mind was completely blank. The only thought that continued to enter was the fear that he may have just ruined the best thing he had ever had....

A/N: I promise this is a Seddie fic; so I ask for your patience as the plot line continues to develop. I hope to have the next chapter up sometime this weekend as I will have ample time to work on it as Christmas draws ever closer. Please let me know what you think of the story thus far; I really appreciate all of the reviews.

MERRY CHRISTMAS & HAPPY HOLIDAYS