The Sound of Life and Death
Title: The Sound of Life and Death
Rating: PG-14
Fandom: iCarly with minor Criminal Minds crossover
Characters/Pairing: Hints of Creddie and Seddie
Genre: Drama/Suspense
Summary: Sam is kidnapped by a serial kidnapper and killer that targets blonde girls through their own web shows. When bodies of other missing girls start to show up near Carly and Freddie, the FBI is called to assist the local PD on the case. They soon realise there can be a deeper connection that Sam has with the kidnapper than everyone else would like to believe.
Warnings: Mature subject matter.
Disclaimer: I own neither iCarly nor Criminal Minds. However, I do own the plot of the story proudly.
Author's Note: HUGE thanks for every single one of you that reviewed, alerted and favourite this story. I love you all~~~ As promised, here is Chapter 3.
Chapter Three (Freddie)
"Expect the best, plan for the worst, and prepare to be surprised."
~ Denis Waitley
"911, what's your emergency?"
"I'm calling about a kidnapping," Carly's frantic statement made Freddie even more freaked out than he was before. After the man had hung up, after the brief hug, Carly dialled Sam's phone again. They way she pressed the keys was so hard; Freddie was surprised that the phone didn't break.
Predictably, it was turned off.
Then Carly dialled 911, hoping to get some police on the case.
Now she was telling the operator her address while she paces across the living room again like she'd done five minutes ago.
Five minutes is all it takes for lives to change completely.
None of them had ever experience something like this before today.
Freddie runs a hand through his hair, sitting down on the computer chair again. He looks up at Carly; her eye's now red from the tears. She stops, and hangs up the phone after she was finished talking.
"The police are gonna be here soon." She announces weakly, sitting down on her couch.
"Good," Freddie mumbles half-heartedly. The truth is, soon isn't good enough. He wishes this was all a big prank, Sam is actually safe and sound. As soon as the police arrive, Sam would jump out of the elevator and starts to laugh.
A small smile appears on his lips as he stares at the elevator. That sound exactly like something Sam would do.
And he longs for that to happen.
More than he'd ever imagined.
Everything was normal before Sam went down to get a smoothie. The sun was still there, Carly's smile was still there.
Sam was still there.
Now, she's probably trapped in a place in the middle of no where, Freddie thinks. Where no matter how loud she screams, no one would hear her. From past experiences, her screams are loud.
Sam is tough; Freddie knows that better than anyone. After all those years she tormented him, he knows that anything that didn't go Sam's way, she will make it go her way.
He now just hopes Sam is tougher than the man.
It might be impossible, yes, but it's not that impossible.
Right?
From the half conversation he'd heard from Carly's side, he knows the man had freaked the hell out of Carly. Sitting on the couch now, she was still shaking.
With what, Freddie wasn't sure.
It could be anger, at the way the man taunted her.
It could be fear, at the way Sam screamed to her.
It could be shock, at the fact that Sam was even kidnapped.
But most likely, it could be worry, of the unknown. The fact that no one now knows where Sam is, no one knows what he's going to do to her, no one knows what's going to happen to her.
No one except the man who did this.
Will he leave Sam dead, her body disposed?
Or will he leave Sam traumatized of what had happened to her?
Neither of the two options looks good to Freddie right about now. He clutches his fist. When, not if, Sam comes back, he would find the man personally and beat the crap out of him.
"Freddie," Carly calls his name softly, making him escape his thoughts. "Sam is going to be alright."
It wasn't meant to sound like a question, but it still sounds like one to Freddie. He let it hang in the air, feeling the tension set in.
"Sam is going to be alright," He repeats with a nod. "It's Sam we're talking about here." He hopes that the statement would bring some form of comfort to Carly.
He hopes that it could bring some form of comfort to himself.
Except, he wasn't sure he can still feel comfort anymore.
"Right," Carly lets out a quiet, humourless laugh. "It is Sam we're talking about here." She looks like she's about the cry again, Freddie wasn't about to let that happen.
He takes a seat next to Carly on the couch, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Hey, don't worry. We're gonna get her back, trust me."
Carly didn't look convinced as she nods, her eyes never quite meeting Freddie's. Letting out a sigh, she gets up for the bathroom.
Freddie didn't blame her, if he was in her position, he probably wouldn't believe any word she'd say to him.
Because at this point, anything can happen…
Freddie hears the door to the bathroom close, the tap being turn on. Freddie stands up, going to the fridge to take out a bottle of water.
He wonders whether Sam is getting any water wherever she is.
He wonders whether Sam is getting any food, most importantly, meat wherever she is.
He wonders whether Sam is hurt wherever she is.
Suddenly, he doesn't feel like drinking the water anymore.
He leaves the bottle on the kitchen table and leans on the counter.
The tap has been turned off in the bathroom, the rain hitting the window is the only sound he can hear. The entire apartment suddenly feel eerily empty.
Only if Sam is here.
Only Sam can make the emptiness go away.
And Freddie wasn't sure what he would do without her.
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XO - Springs