Disclaimer: I don't even own anything that rhymes with ICarly

Carly sat at her vanity brushing her hair while in deep thought. The events of last night floating around in her head. Sam had left before she woke up so she hadn't had a chance to ask her about what she swears she overheard last night.

Did Sam really feel that way about herself? She knew that she had trouble with guys sometimes but she sounded so defeated, so not like the usually over confident girl she had the pleasure of calling her best friend. The brunette knew it wasn't a topic she could discuss over the phone so decided to wait until a later time to approach her. It was her job as a best friend to help Sam when she wasn't feeling alright, even though she knew there was a certain way to get her to open up. She had to wait until Sam was ready to tell her.

She sighed and began applying her lip gloss as she thought of what else happened last night. She and Freddie had almost kissed. She knows that she really wanted it and at first thought Freddie also wanted it, but now was not as confident. If truth be told, she had leaned a great deal more than him and noticed the slight hesitation and look of confusion on his face when she peeked her eye open. Not to mention the fact that he nearly leaped off the couch when the door opened. Carly swore she saw a brief flash of relief and something she couldn't identify pass over his facial features when Sam trudged in the door.

Maybe she should take a step back for a little while to make sure it's what they both really wanted. Freddie didn't fawn over her the way he did when they were younger. Before she had chalked it up to his feelings for her maturing, but it could also be that his feelings were dissipating. She hoped it wasn't the second one. She hadn't ever been on the receiving end of rejection and didn't think she would be able to handle it.

On the bright side, even if he did hesitate, he eventually did lean, meaning that there was still a glimpse of hope and let that feeling soothe her as she got ready to help Spencer find new sculpture supplies at the junkyard. The work of being the sibling of a manchild on a permanent sugar rush was never done.

Freddie smiles to himself at his slight act of defiance. After being told by his mom that she was making tofu casserole he quickly made up a story about having to meet up with some kids from the A.V. club. He then got into his prius, seriously not his ideal car but the only one Mrs. Benson would allow him to have.

'A car run strictly on gas will leave you dead in the grass' she would constantly remind him. He felt the urge to reply with 'A car this stupidly made won't ever help me get laid' but really wasn't in the mood to start either a)an argument with his mom or b) his rap career as grandmaster freddienstein.

He made his way in his car to inside out burger and got his favorite combo meal and was now in the process of going to his somewhat secret place to eat his contraband in peace. As he got closer he heard the soft tones of music from what he thought was 'I shot my lover in the head' and through a quick process of elimination realized his meal would include a blonde headed visitor.

"Well this seems like Déjà vu" Freddie says as he makes his way onto the fire escape.

"I was told this was a great place to come outside and think" The blonde responds with a slight shrug. Her hair flying loosely in the wind.

"is that my laptop AND pear pod?"

"yea" she replies bluntly

"How did you- "

She raises her hand to show her very bent hair pin

"I gotta hand it to ya that new lock was pretty good. Mama has to buy herself, with the money I found on your dresser of course, some new hair pins now. They both chuckle at that.

"You ok?" Freddie asks when they sit in silence for a few minutes.

"Well apparently my date had a.d.d because he seemed to forget about me while sucking face with some skutter. Whatevs" she says while trying to maintain a nonchalant attitude.

Freddie is not sure what to say. He knows that while not exactly letting her guard down, she was letting him see a side not many get the chance to see. How he handled it from here would be super important. For now he would tread lightly.

"I would offer you some of my food but then we would be strolling too far down memory lane".

"Well try not to suddenly kiss me this time ok" Sam deadpanned without looking at him. Simply lounging in the chair he keeps out there on nights he wants to think.

"I don't remember it being quite like that"

"You leaned first"

"Only because you told me to" He says as he settles himself on the window ledge.

"Nyeeeeee"

"Nyeeeee"

"Sam all joking aside you're insanely beautiful and any guy would be lucky to have you and as cliché as it sounds if he couldn't see that he's an idiot" surprised at himself for taking it that far he tentatively looks up at Sam and sees her looking at him. Both unsure of what to say next.

They continue to stare until finally Sam looks away. Well nub now tell me how you REALLY feel. Sam says in an attempt to return to their previous scheduled program. Freddie is silent for a few more seconds before he understands what she's trying to do.

"Whatever Sam." Unable switch off his emotions as fast as her. "I guess I'll see you later" His appetite officially gone.

"So I guess this is one of those private moments?" she says softly as he turns to leave.

"Yea try not to get high on loopy gas and tell Carly anything this time please." He says with a smirk as he's finally able to emerge himself in familiar territory.

She turns before he can see the smile on her face.

"Yea it would probably take more than a couple of escaping prisoners to stop the ever flowing questions she would have." She agrees

"There's a bacon burger with cheese and medium fries in here if you want." He says as he puts his bag on the small ladder by the music.

She's already unwrapped it and taken a big bite before he's fully out the window.

"Hey" he stops and turns to face her again. "Thanks…for the burger" she quickly adds with a full mouth.

"You're welcome" he says while giving her a smile knowing it was more than the burger. His stomach might still be empty, but that spot on the left side of his chest seemed full of something. And that was enough for him for now.

Authors note: Well I hoped you liked this chapter. I have a slight idea of where I want to go next but if anyone has any suggestions comment and let me know. And sorry for any grammatical mistakes I try to catch most of them but some slip through.

p.s. The song she was listening to was I shot my lover in the head by the pierces. I only recently discovered them but they make really cool songs (well to me). I think that song would totally be up Sams alley when thinking about her date with Jake. You can listen to it on youtube and see if you agree

Random p.s if anyone has any other suggestions for what Freddies rapper name would be let me know. I doubt I'll make him rhyme anymore but I feel the name I choose is kind of lame.