Hello my readers! I'm sorry I haven't been updating as fast as I'd like. I've been on ALOT of school trips lately, so I apologize, don't worry I'm going to update in a few days after this chapter.

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Anyone else see the preview of iWon't Cancel The Show? Sam texted Freddie before Carly. OooOoooOooo I smell Secret Seddie ;D

DISCLAIMER-Yeah Yeah Yeah, Stop depressing me . I don't own iCarly. Though I do own the television set I am watching it on.

Debra; Therapist POV

I yawn as I stretched and turned on my side to check out what time it was. My clock read 12:30 PM. I jumped out of my bed. I ran into my bathroom, and got into my shower. As I was washing, rinsing and repeating, I was fuming.

Why didn't Joe get me up earlier? I told him last night to get me up at eight this morning. Now I have my first client in a half an hour. I stepped out of the shower as I got a burst of cold air hit my face, I hate the major temperature change from when your in the shower to as soon as you step out. I grabbed the nearest towel and ran out of the bathroom, still dripping.

"Joseph!" I shouted out of our bedroom door, "why didn't you wake me up when I told you too?" I waited for a reply, after a minute or two I went out into the hallway and called his name again. Searching through our house for my husband was making me madder and madder by the minute.

I finally found him with our headphones plugged into our computer speakers watching something on the computer and laughing. I quietly tip-toed behind him and than gave him a whack to the back of his head making him jump and take off the headphones.

"Ow! What was that for?" He said rubbing his head giving me a dirty look, I rolled my eyes.

"Look, I told you to get me up at eight. It's almost 1 o'clock in the afternoon." I said with my hands on my hips letting my wet hair drip all over his shoulders as I looked down at him in our computer chair.

"Eight? I thought you meant at night!" Joe said with an anxious laugh.

"Try again, buddy." I said emotionless now tapping my foot impatiently.

"You looked so beautiful sleeping I didn't want to wake you?" He said weakly looking up at me, hoping that line would work. I didn't.

"Oh your too sweet," I said pinching his cheek a bit to hard than let go, "now tell me the real reason." I said rolling my eyes as I saw him get up off the chair.

"Ok, I got up at seven. I was gunna wake you up. But I decided to check out that web show you told me about, iCarly? It was so funny, I guess the time flew by and I completely forgot about waking you up. I'm sorry. Do you forgive me?" He asked at me looking at me with those beautiful, round brown eyes. I felt my heart melt and a smile creep on my lips.

"We'll see. Now, I have a patient in less than fifteen minutes. Go and clean the bathroom, I left it a mess, and for not waking me up, you own me." I gave him a peck on the lips as I went and got dressed.

After I saw Toby, the boy who's afraid of his own shadow. Elizabeth who is seventeen and pretends she's only eight. And of course Zack, who has seen me since he was five, he doesn't have any major problems, he just comes every two weeks just to talk about how his weeks were. I cracked open a book I'm in the middle of reading waiting for my last patient of the day, Freddie. I braced myself to having to see Marissa again. Before I could get myself too mentally prepared for her arrival, I heard the doorbell ring.

I got up and walked down the hall to open the door only to have Marissa push the door fully open and push past me also. Someone was in a rush. "Come on, Freddie. Don't walk to fast, we have an hour. Watch out for pebbles!" I rolled my eyes as I saw Freddie on his phone, texting someone.

"Fredward Karl Benson! What have I told you about texting and walking? It's dangerous!" Marissa ran out the door, yanked his phone from his hands and walked him slowly to my doorway.

"Mom! Stop. I'm not a baby anymore." Freddie said yanking his cell phone back from his moms grip.

"You are to me! Now, I am going to go shopping. I got busy today while you where napping, I was adjusting your chi-" Marissa stopped with her eyes wide. "Chips, your no-grease-potato chips. I was making them...Less greasy." Freddie scratched the back of his head and mumbled something about having a headache.

"Well, come back in an hour and we'll be ready." I said with a forced smile as Marissa hugged and kissed Freddie on his cheek and hurried out the door. Freddie walked down into my office and sat down in the same spot as the last two meetings as I sat in the chair facing him once again.

"So Freddie, tell me about your week." I said grabbing my notepad.

"I'm glad you asked. I've had the craziest week. I pulled an all-nighter with Sam doing another segment of 'Wake Up Spencer'."

"Wait, you actually do that? I thought Spencer was a brilliant actor or something." I said completely puzzled, why would he spend all night with someone he hates?

"You have no idea how often I get that! But no, Sam really sleeps over at Carly's and when we both can't sleep, which is most of the time. I come over and shoot Wake Up Spencer. Than I make something to eat, she steals half of it. And she watches some Girly Cow while I update the website."

"I thought you said you hated Sam..." I asked him.

"I do! I do! Don't get me wrong it's just we don't hate each other as much then..." He said defensively.

"Why do you hate Sam so much?" I asked out of complete curiosity.

"It's not me who hates her, the feeling is completely mutual. She just constantly insults me. I can't stand it! She constantly causes me emotional and physical distress." He said getting up pacing around the room, using emphasis with his hands while describing Sam and his relationship.

"Any idea why she does that?" I asked him calmly as he stopped dead in his tracks and turned and looked at me.

"You know? I honestly have no idea. It all started when we first met because of Carly. One day when we were twelve, I walked over to her apartment to find her watching Girly Cow with Sam. Want to know the first words out of her mouth when she saw me?"

"And what would that be?" I asked calmly.

"Who's the nub that just walked through the door? I think my Dork-O-Meter broke because the levels of GEEK increased as soon as this dude walked in." He said looking up at the ceiling raising his hands in defeat. I couldn't help but laugh.

"So ever since you were twelve? Jeesh, has she even stopped with the insults? Even a little bit?" I asked, quickly compressing what he was saying in my notes.

"Well yeah, I guess after the ki-" He stopped and looked wide-eyed at me. Exactly what his mother looked like when she was talking about adjusting some sort of chip.

"After what?" I asked raising an eyebrow in suspicion.

"Nothing. Ha, nothing at all." He said nervously sitting back down.

"You know Freddie, what is said in here stays in here." I said trying to get him to talk more about the incident he is trying to avoid. He sighed and finally told me.

"Alright, one time, Sam found out I never had my first kiss, she told it over iCarly and made my life a living chiz mess."

"Chiz?" I asked, I never heard that word before in my life.

"Yeah, it means something like suckish." He said answering my question. "So, I was depressed, I didn't go to school for a week, I missed iCarly rehearsals. All I did was just listen to my Pearpod out on my fire escape. I didn't let anyone come out and talk to me, not even my mom."

"Really?" I held back a giggle, I don't blame him for not wanting to talk to his mom. But so far Sam really seems...Evilish.

"Yep. So than, I tuned into iCarly and saw Sam tell everyone to stop making fun of me and told them she never had her first kiss either and to mess with her not me."

"Wait, so she would rather get teased and made fun of, just for you?" I asked raising my eyebrows.

"I guess, but you don't know Sam. She doesn't get made fun of. She makes fun of people, anyone that tries to bully her ends up in the hospital. Trust me." His eyes widened. I'm guessing she's hit him more than once. I quickly wrote down on my notepad, 'Sam=Bullies him but cares for him, just won't admit it.'

"So anyways, she went to apologize to me face to face and we talked and she apologized for every time she made fun of me."

"Well, is she going to stop?" I asked.

"Nah, but I like it like that," I raised a questioning eyebrow at him, "I'd miss her making my life miserable. It'd be too weird if she wouldn't." I smiled knowingly to myself.

"So, we agreed to just get our first kiss over with and not tell anyone and go right back to hating each other afterwards." My mouth flew open.

"You...Kissed?" I asked speechless.

"Yes, we did."

"And?"

"And what...?"

"How was it?" I asked impatiently as I began writing everything he said.

"Well....Promise you won't tell anyone?"

"Promise, I promise."

"Well, it was...nice. I mean for someone so mean, she had amazingly soft lips. And my lips molded against hers. It lasted for eight seconds, but sometimes...I mean...I wish it would happen again." I saw him blush as I quickly wrote down everything he said.

"Do you like Sam like that?" I asked.

"No, I love Carly, but I really liked the kiss. I told her afterwards I hated her and she said she hated me too. So I know that's how it'll always be."

"Mhm, sure. So how did you say it like this?" I said it in a real mean tone. "Or?" Than I said it in the way I say it Joe when we flirt back and forth. Hey, we may be old but we still flirt.

"The second one, why?"

"Oh no reason." I said smiling. As I wrote down something. on my notepad. 'Hidden Feelings Between Them.'

So that was it! Review and Tell me whatcha think ;D