okay so here is chapter four! Enjoy!

Carly POV

I was alone now. She had stormed downstairs and I knew I should go back down there, but I couldn't yet. I just couldn't go down there and face her and everyone else. What would they think of me now? I turned into a heartless monster out there over the past ten years? I was frozen in place looking around my old apartment. Spencer had redone it nicely and it looked welcoming and friendly-like a nice family lived there. I didn't dare go into the rooms, but the hallway was covered with paint. The walls had splashes of paint here and there, handprints of different sizes, and even dog prints. This was definitely the house of Spencer Shay and his family. That brought me right back to thinking about Sam and Freddie's family. I wondered what the Benson's house looked like. Was it neat and proper like Freddie would have had or a messy disaster like Sam would have had? Was the refrigerator filled with meat or vegetables? Were they happy? The more I thought about it, the worse I felt. Age has brought me to think clearer and I was finally ready to face her again. I turned and started walking down the stairs, when I reached the bottom, I saw Spencer, Allison, and Gibby talking in hushed voices in the kitchen and all six of the kids were quickly talking in confusion-ignoring the television they were once so engrossed in. They all stopped abruptly and looked at me. I sighed and asked in a quiet voice "Where's Sam?"

They just stared at me for a minute, and then Allison spoke "She went outside with Freddie." Gibby chuckled at that.

"Well she ran downstairs grabbed his hand, and yelled 'let's go Benson!' then dragged him out the door." He explained.

They all stared at me, waiting for me to say something. "I gotta go talk to them" I muttered and ran out the door. When I got out into the hallway, I looked around, but saw nobody. "Sam? Freddie?" I called out quietly, hoping they would show themselves. I walked down the stairs and out into the lobbly, looking for them. I still didn't know what to say, but I just had to find them first. I walked outside and heard them talking around the corner.

"I just can't do this Freddie!" I heard Sam's voice and she sounded like she was crying. I felt even worse and hid behind the corner as I continued listening.

"Sam. Calm down."

"No, see what being pregnant does to me?" She half sobbed half growled.

"Yes, now calm down and please stop avoiding the question." He said using a stern, but clam voice.

She blubbered on "I don't know, I was afraid she would say this. She was mad at us. We deserve this Freddie don't we?" She sounded so lost and confused, not like the Sam I knew.

"Listen...Benson. This is not you, pull yourself together-"

He was cut off by Sam. "You can't use that nub."

"What?"

"I call you Benson, you can't call me Benson cause we have the same last name. It doesn't work." She started laughing.

He was silent, then "Oh really, Benson?" He caught on and was now joking with her.

"Yes!" She laughed, probably hitting him because he responded.

"Ow! Sam that hurt!"

She laughed, then sighed. "What are we doing Freddie?" What was going on here? These weren't the Freddie Benson and Sam Puckett I left them as. They were different, changed but yet still the same. I couldn't put my finger on what was going on.

"Well.." He said thoughtfully, "We're going to go inside and be calm civilized people for once in our lives and act like real grownups for Carly Ok?"

She moaned, "Why did she have to leave then come back unexpectedly? It's so hard trying to act for her." I felt a pang of loneliness. Where were my bickering best friends? Now they were adults confiding in each other. I wish I had someone like that who I could confide in, break down infront of without being judged, make stupid jokes with, love. I decided it was time to show myself and I turned the corner to face them. They both gasped at me and I just hugged them.

"This table was not meant for more than four people!" Spencer complained as he was being squeezed in between Allison and Gibby. Everyone was sitting at the small table that had remained there since I lived there. We were all bumping into each other as we tried to cut and eat our food. I had Allison and Freddie on both sides of me, but I didn't care if I could hardly eat my food. Now that Sam and I had made up and I was surrounded by people I loved, I was happier then I had been in a long time.

I listened in on Spencer and Freddie's conversation "So, how are Mike and Sandy doing?" Spencer asked Freddie.

"Fine, married life is about the same as ours" he said, smirking.

Spencer looked shocked and repulsed. I frowned, wondering what was so wrong. "I just wanted to know how they were doing, not their sex life!"

Freddie laughed "Shh not so loud there are children here." The children were not interested as Duncan was telling a crazy story, his arms flailing in the air as he was explaining. I wrinkled my nose. No wonder Sam and Freddie had so many kids, I thought, putting the pieces together.

"Who are Mike and Sandy?" I asked.

Sam nudged me, "They work at the restaurant with us." She answered my question as Freddie nodded. I looked at them and almost shuddered, thinking about what Spencer had said before. Really you guys? "So, you're going to the reunion tomorrow?" She demanded, shoving ham into her mouth.

"Yeah" I replied, "Are you guys?"

This time Freddie answered "Yes, we are." He looked pointedly as Sam and she groaned.

"Do we have to?"

"Yes, we do. Don't you want to see everyone you went to high school with?"

"Not really." she muttered, "Besides, they obviously didn't want to see us since we are like the only ones who stayed in Seattle."

Freddie rolled his eyes. "Unlike some people, they went to college."

"Oh, God don't get started on this college crap." she glared at him.

"I went to college" He said.

"Community College!" She snapped "Besides I was home taking care of your children!"

I intervened, "So, who wants dessert?"

They kept staring each other down before Sam raised her hand, "I do!"

Spencer saw the urgent look in my eyes and jumped up to get cupcakes. Lily looked up "Dessert!" She jumped up to steal a cupcake.

"No more than four!" Sam yelled.

"Three!" Freddie called almost at the same time.

Spencer came back with four cupcakes missing off the plate and Sam slapped a high five with her tiny seven-year-old daughter.

The rest of the night was filled with reminiscing and stories from our iCarly days until the Bensons then Gibby left. When the kids were in bed and Allison, Spencer, and I were finished cleaning up, Spencer turned to me, "Big day, huh?"

I sighed, "Yea, and the reunion isn't until tomorrow night." I laughed to myself and the psychoness has already begun.

I hope you liked it! Hopefully not too bipolar. idk not my favorite chap, but anyway let me know what you think! :)