A/N: Okay, sorry it took so long to update, I was at camp and I leave for vacation tomorrow so it may be a little while for another update! Sorry! This one is a songfic, and I tried to stay true to character, sorry if it's OOC. Remember, iOMG never happened in this story. Again, please REVIEW!

Disclaimer: Yeah, iCarly's not mine...

The Best Thing

SPOV

Lyrics/flashbacks, normal,

It's been a year
Filled with problems
But now you're here
Almost as if to solve them
And I can't live in a world without you now

I looked over at my boyfriend, Freddork Benson, to confirm that the dream I just had about bacon and rainbow was unfortunately, just a dream. Damn, I really thought it was real this time! I know, I know, who would've thought I like a nub!

But, wait, it gets worse; I think I L-word Freddifer! We haven't said it aloud, but I'm starting to think I do L-word him! Ya know, love? In fact, we almost never say the L-word around each other at all, it's kinda stupid really. Like all those theater nubs who don't like saying Mcbeef or whatever the chizz it is.

But this time I'm determined to beat him! Since he asked me out first, I have to beat him! Mama hates loosing.

You see, before Freddrick and I got together, things were bad. I had known I liked him since he got with Carly. Messed up, right? I was so jealous; it literally hurt to see them together. Then, as if it wasn't bad enough, my mom stated drinking a lot more than before.

Now, don't think she hit me or anything, it wasn't like that. She was just a hopeless drunk with a lot of pent of emotional crap since my dad left. And guess who was always the one mop up her tears? Yeah, not so pleasant.

Anyways, she's doing better now, but, yeah things weren't so awesome then.

Luckily, something happened. One day, when I was on my way to iCarly rehearsals, Freddison stopped me in front of the Shay's door and kissed me! I could've punched him if I didn't like him so much. I'm sure the doof had some cocky, smooth gesture planned out, but unfortunately his boldness only took him far enough to plant one on me.

When he tried talking it sounded more like a mix between a mumble and a whisper, but since I could barely tell he was asking me out, I just laughed and nodded my head.

The shade of red that boy's face turned would put most tomatoes to shame. And, worse, he had a doofy grin on his face. Albeit, it was charming in a nerdy way.

After that, it was like nothing mattered. My mom's problems didn't bother me as much, Carly and Gibby getting together didn't make me barf, (well, I gagged, but it is Gibby we're talking about!) Heck, even Briggs couldn't ruin my happiness!

And it was all thanks to the nub of a boy-toy I call Freddie.

Oh, dear God, I'm going soft! Damn. I can't believe that I, Sam independent-I'll-beat-your-face-in Puckett, am admitting this, but; I couldn't live without Feducation nerd-boy Benson!

Shoot me now.

All my life
I've been searching for you
How did I survive
In this world before you
Cause I don't wanna live another day without you now

Frednub really is dream come true. Literally, I used to dream of guys as perfect as him when I was a kid. You wanna mock me for being a prissy kid? Lemme rephrase that, do you love pain and live by the emergency room? Thought not.

Ya know, before my dad ditched us, he used to not be a complete douche. He would tell me I deserved that best. That I shouldn't settle for any guy who would treat me like anything less than royalty. So, when I met the nerd, I didn't think much of him as an option for a boyfriend, I mean, we hated each other! Then it happened:

I held out the stick of salami I ad just taken a bite of, then I turned to Freddie and asked, "Salami?"
He simply chuckled and replied, "No thanks, Princess Puckett."

After that, I looked at Freward differently. I'm not sayin' I had the hots for our tech monkey right then and there; he just became…An option.

From then on, I knew things were changing fast. I started to wonder how I never realized Freddie is so perfect for me. I wondered how I even lived without him! So, I kept fighting. Not, thought it must've really looked that way, but for him. Or, really, for his attention. When we were fighting, not even Carly could distract him. Fighting had been fun before, (still is, don't worry) but after I knew he was only focused one me; it was like a drug. And me? I was a hopeless addict.

You know how druggies get all dependant on their vice, like it's their whole life? I can relate.

I'm still stuck dependant on him, though it kills me. I used to be independent! Then again, the pros sorta outweigh the cons here, so I'm good for now.

Without that techie little nub of a douche…I'm not Sam. Yeah, I'm a girly-girl when it comes to Freddie, sue me! I guess that's just love for ya.

This is the best thing
The best thing that could be happening
And I think you would agree
The best thing is that it's
Happening to you and me

Honestly, all this chizz with Freddie is the absolute greatest thing ever to happen to me. It's weird to say that about the two of us, thought, I mean; who would've guessed? The tech nerd and the tough girl, the predator that the prey, the dork and the demon. Weird, but the good kind of weird.

The best part is that Fredpus really loves me back. I'm not second to Carly, or Melanie, he chose me. It's pretty fantastic, if you ask me.

All I wanna have
Is all that you can give me
And I'll give right back
Everything I have in me
Cause nothing ever felt as right
As this does right now

Now, since you've all listened to my thoughts so patiently, with minimum usage of duct tape on my part, I'll reward you with some memories me and the dork shared:

We were in a park, swinging on a swing set, when the nub tried to be all 'deep' and chizz.

"Sam, what do you want?"

"Um, ham, free food, or both combined?"

"No, I mean, what do you really want in life?"

"Ham, free-"

"Sam! Be serious!" Fredward pleaded, I could tell he was on his man-period so I let it slide.

"Hmm..Like in a career? Or a house? Or a husband? You can't be that general!"

"Like," he let out an exasperated sigh, "I don't know, all of those combined; describe your perfect life for me."

Ok, since he wanted sincerity, I would give it to him no matter how dumb it sounded."You, I guess." I said, shrugging.

Freddie smiled in this weird way that made me feel all important and chizz, and asked "Really? You meant that, Sam?"

"Yeah, doof, I have a heart, you know!" I teased, smacking his arm. "So, what about you?" I said, shifting back to our more serious conversation.

"Well, since you put it so nicely, you."

"So, I guess we're stuck with each other then, huh?" I said, feigning sorrow.

"Unfortunately" The nub had the nerve to reply, while staring off at some unknown point."Ow! Sam, that hurt!" Fredderly squeaked, now cowering from the punch he received in the side.

"When doesn't it?" I offered with a chuckle.

So, sappy as it may be, that's one of our few "moments". Thinking about that just makes me realize how…Right everything between us is. I've never really felt that before about anyone else…Weird, reminiscing on all this kinda makes me love Fredweird even more, if that's possible. Hmm…Well, let's continue!

I'll go back to before we met
Try and erase the past
Try harder to forget 'cause
Nothing will ever be as good as here and now

All this thinkin' about Freddo makes me feel like a priss. I mean what kind of dandelion sits around ad thinks about her boy toy all day? (Or, should I say night.) Not me! Well, maybe just this once, but that stops here! Ok, I can think about…My mom! And Carlotta! And everything else pre-Freddie!

Well, my mom was a huge, drunk, pain-in-the-ass, until Fred-erh, a friend, helped me realize my mom was just drinking to deal with all this repressed chizz form my dad. Before that friend of mine became my boyfri-um, my best friend, I didn't really have a great relationship with my mom, we're not perfect, but thanks to that friend, we're closer.

Well, Carly's not messed up like my mom, that's for sure!

Aside from the Gibby thing, some things I will never understand though, I guess. I mean, she's always been there for me! Ok, so, sure we've never really talked about the deep chizz in life, but that 's boring anyways, right?

Maybe.

I do talk about that type of stuff all the time with my friend, but I also have a lot of fun with him.

When I really think about it, if I could, I would erase my entire past before I had Freducation with me, as more than just a friend, to help me through it all. Most days, I try to forget there ever was a "pre-Seddie" phase in my life. Seddie, get it? Like Sam and Freddie? I am so clever!

Cause when I looked into your eyes
And you dared to stare right back
You should've said "Nice to meet you, I'm your other half"

And this is the best thing
The best thing that could be happening
And I think you would agree
The best thing is that it's happening
This is the best thing (the best thing)
The best thing that could be happening (the best thing)
And I think you would agree (whoooaaa whooaa)
The best thing is that it's
Happening to you and me

NPOV

Fredward Benson dreams rather peacefully most nights. He may be dreaming about his next exam going awry, thought he kept a 4.0 GPA through high school and his first half semester in college, or possibly he's dreaming about iCarly's that could've been had the show not ended when he and Sam stayed in Seattle and Carly left for New York University. Whatever it is that Freddie is currently dreaming about was interrupted by a wet finger stuck in his ear by none other than is girlfriend, Sam Puckett.

"Augh! Sam, that was so uncalled for! What time is it? We have class in the morning and I won't let you skip because you stayed up late AGAIN!"

Sam stayed unusually quiet during Freddie's rant about the importance of their college years, and how just because they lived together it didn't mean he could always be entertaining her. She, of course, didn't pay much attention.

"Because even if you have a short attention span, I'm not you personal-"

"Freddoof, shut up!" Sam yelled, having had enough of her boyfriend's tired lecture.

"What?" Freddie yelled back.

"I LOVE YOU!" She declared, one-upping Freddie in both volume and anger.

"S-sam," Freddie, who now looked shocked, weakly managed, "do you really mean that?"

"No, I just really enjoy lying about the L-word. It's a hobby of mine, really. Someday I hope to compete and try to make it big in the lying about the-" Sam, who had been dousing every word with sarcasm, was interrupted.

"I love you too."

I Always knew
I'd find someone
I never dreamt
It'd be like this
You've surpassed
All that I've hoped for (and ever wished)
And I'm tryin'
So hard
With all my heart and mind
To make your life
As good as you've made mine

This is the best thing (the best thing)
The best thing that could be happening (the best thing)
And I think you would agree (whooaaa)
The best thing is that it's happening to you and me

The best thing is that it's happening to you and me
The best thing is that it's happening to you and me

(The best thing) The best thing that could be happening
(The best thing) I think you would agree
The best thing is that it's happening to you and me

"Well no shit, Sherlock!"

"What?"

"I said, 'no shit-"

"I know what you said, Sam, I'm just surprised that you said it!"

"What, did you think I'd melt into a puddle and say, 'oh, Freddikins, you've broken my hard exterior and set the real Samantha, a girly dandelion, free!" Sam said, mimicking a Dingo princess.

"No, but-"

"Good. It ain't gonna happen."

"Sam! I just wanted, I don't know, some sign of affection maybe? I said the L-word!"

"Listen, Screamy McLoud-Pants, I said it first!" Sam stated, topping Freddie's volume, "So don't I deserve the 'sign of affection'?"

"I said it back! That is a sign of affection!"

"Then why are you being such a girl? Are you still on your man-period, Fredamame? Because I swear-" Sam was unable to finish her threat due to the fact Freddie had closed the distance between their lips.

When they finally pulled apart for air, Sam looked over at Freddie expectantly.

"Well?"

"Well, what?"

"We were fighting, then we were making out, care to explain?"

"I understood you."

"What?" Sam asked, laughing at Freddie's odd last words. Clearly this nub is sleep deprived, she thought to herself.

"Sam, honestly? We've been dating since we were 17, I know you. So, yes, technically we were fighting, but deep down we were saying something entirely different. Something so mushy and gushy even Carly would want to hurl."

A slight blush crept over Sam's cheeks as she asked, "Oh, really? And what's that, exactly?"

"Okay," Freddie said, pausing to think before starting again, "You said that you spent you life looking for someone as good as me," as he continued, a cocky grin started to form, "and yet you still think I surpass your expectations. You said I'm like a dream come true."

Sam openly gawked at Freddie, blushing from her head to her toes, and then she did what she does best; whacked him over the head with a pillow. "How did you even know all of that?" She asked, dumfounded. Freddie just shrugged and replied,

"I told you, I understand. When we fight, it's so much more. It took me forever to understand it, but now, it's like our own secret language or something."

"Wait, wait, wait, you know what I said," Freddie nodded, "So shouldn't I know what you said?"

"Go for it!" Freddie encouraged.

"Well, okay, I guess, hmm…You said…" Sam stopped and looked into the deep chocolate orbs in front of her. Suddenly, she knew. The fight re-entered her memory, and as if by magic, it seemed to de-code itself in her brain.

"You said that you feel guilty, still, after always putting me second when you know mama deserves first place. That you want to spend the rest of your life trying to make me as happy as I make you." Sam said, shocked she knew all of that.

"Close." Freddie said, meekly.

"What? LIAR! I'm so right, I know I'm right!" Sam yelled.

"You forgot one tiny thing…"

"Yeah, what's that, diphthong?"

Freddie stiffened, and then looked Sam dead in the eye. He quickly remembered something, so he searched through the bedside table right by him to find it. This earned a quizzical expression from Sam.

"Dude, what didn't I say?" Sam asked, intrigued by his odd behavior.

Having found the item, Freddie pulled out a small box, inside of which rested a ring pop, and asked, "Will you marry me?"

After a moment of Freddie waiting, and Sam staring hungrily at the ring, Freddie was about to ask again when Sam started dialing a number on her Pear phone.

"Sam, this is not the time to-"

"Hello? Yes, Mr. Hawthorne, I'm calling on behalf of Fredward Benson and myself, Sam Puckett. We have your class this morning, and we're both real sick. We won't be in all of today, so if you could pass this on to the other teachers that'd be great. Yes, caught it last night. Alright, thanks, bye."

And before he could reply, Sam sprung on Freddie, kissing him passionately.

"So, is that a yes?" Freddie asked, chuckling.

"Can I eat the ring?"

"Yes"

"Then I'm in." Sam said, and with that, the two were kissing again.

PHEW! That was a loooong one. I considered making it 2 parts, but I couldn't find the "perfect break point" so this is all I've got! This got kinda unrealistic at parts, I mean they just said 'I love you' then they're engaged? I know, I know, I just liked the concept too much not to do it, sure me! :]

Also, I'm a huge theater nerd, so by Mcbeef I did in fact mean Macbeth. Hope you caught on :]