A/N thank you all so very much for all the support! You are all so kind! I really like this story and i hope you guys do to! I wish i owned icarly but, alas, i do not.

Sam's POV

She woke just as the sun was slipping down the horizon. She groaned and rolled over in bed. This vacation was total chizz. She has spent three straight days in the hotel room. The sight of the plain beige wall was starting to make her – hello, what do we have here? She finally saw the box of Ham Flavoured Fat Cakes. Her mouth watered as she ran her fingers over the picture on the box. And then she saw the note. Sam was puzzled why Freddie would go to such an effort just for her. It was confusing but also kind of... nice.

Carly stormed through the door suddenly followed by a sheepish Spencer and an exasperated Freddie.

"You're a grown man Spencer! You should be able to remember to put on sunscreen without someone having to remind you! We're in Hawaii for God's sake! The sun is hot and you were out all day!" Carly ranted at her big brother.

Spencer was positively beet red. His movements were stiff and awkward to not irritate the burn further. "You're over-reacting." He tried to tell Carly calmly.

"Over-reacting? Spencer, small children remember to wear sunscreen! You're thirty years old! Time to grow up!" Carly shouted.

Freddie and Sam shared a look. Carly really was like a mother to Spencer and even to Sam. She was very protective of them all.

"Are you feeling better, Sam?" Carly finally finished shouting at her brother and turned to her best friend.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Freddison got me Ham Flavoured Fat Cakes." Sam said.

"Oh, cool." Carly said, so obviously not listening. "Well, I need to take this idiot down to the nurse's office on the resort, so I'll be back in an hour, please don't kill each other!" She called to Freddie and Sam before shoving her brother out the door.

The door slammed behind her and Freddie looked at Sam. She glared back. "What?" She snapped.

"What do you want to do?" He asked.

"I am planning on watching TV and eating Fat Cakes." She growled at him.

She flicked on the TV. A rerun of Girly Cow was on. She slammed a Fat Cake into her mouth and moaned with the pleasure of eating something so delicious.

"Can I stay here? Spencer has both pass cards to our room and I have nowhere to go until he gets back." Freddie said.

Sam tilted her head thoughtfully and said, "Well, normally I'd say not a chance, Freddichini, but since these Fat Cakes are so heavenly, sure you can stay."

He grinned and jumped onto her bed and crawled across to get to her. She glared at him, but he just winked back. She ignored the jumping feeling in the pit of her stomach and focused on the TV.

"Want a Fat Cake?" She asked slowly.

He glanced at her in shock but nodded and reached his hand slowly into the box like he thought she would bite it off if he got too close. He ate it and his eyes lit up.

"This is good!" He exclaimed.

"I know! The person who invented Ham Flavoured Fat Cakes was a genius!" Sam agreed.

"I heard Fat Cakes was having a promotional buffet type thing in Seattle in August. We should go." Freddie said, watching the TV and blindly reaching his hand into the box of Fat Cakes.

Sam froze. What did Freddie mean by that? Was it just a friendly thing with Carly and Gibby or would it just be the two of them? And if it was just the two of them would it be a... date? And why did that thought not sicken her as much as it should?

"Sam?" Freddie said, confused.

"Oh, um, whatever loser." She said quickly.

He rolled his eyes and turned away from her. But she could no longer focus on the TV show or the delicious Fat Cakes, only on the close proximity Freddie was to her and smell of his soap. Which totally wasn't creepy. He laughed at the show and she tried to be as normal as possible but found that task extremely difficult. She reached into the Fat Cake box at the same time he did and when their fingers touched, she whipped her hand out like it had been burned. He didn't seem to notice, thank God, the redness of her cheeks or the embarrassment in her eyes.

Around midnight, Carly and Spencer still weren't home.

"Where do you think they are?" Freddie asked, worriedly.

"I'm sure they're fine." Sam said easily. "Spencer probably saw a butterfly and chased it off somewhere."

The room was dark except for the glow from the television set and Sam was quite comfortable on the bed, scrunched up between Freddie and a pillow. She yawned. Then yawned again. On her third yawn she was finding it hard to keep her eyes open. Her head dropped onto Freddie's shoulder and she fell asleep.

Freddie's POV

Freddie was pretty much half asleep. The morning sun was oh so warm and the bed was amazingly comfortable. He frowned slightly in his groggy state when he realized he was holding something. This something was bigger and harder than a pillow and seemed to be breathing. It was much smaller than he was and had soft hair that tickled as it lay across his left year and neck. He opened his eyes slowly to see Sam Puckett curled up beside him. He almost yelped in shock but restrained himself just in time. Her head was on his shoulder and her arms were across his chest. His arm was wrapped around her and their legs were tangled together. He was still in shock but remembered what happened last night. Carly and Spencer never came home, he must have fallen asleep on Sam's bed with her. He knew she would beat him senseless if she woke up and found him there, so he quickly snuck out of the bed without waking her.

He saw a note on the bedside table and picked it up. It was from Carly.

Hey guys!

Sorry it took us so long to get back to the room but the wait for the nurse was surprisingly long. We got this gel that should help Spencer's burns. Anyways, when we got back, I didn't want to wake you guys up, you were too cute! So I'm in Freddie's room with Spencer and I'll see you at breakfast!

xoxo, Carly

Freddie blushed and crumpled up the note and threw it out. He took one last look at the sleeping Sam before leaving the room. She looked surprisingly innocent while she slept. The scowl lines were smoothed out and she had a sort of peaceful grin on her face. Later that morning at breakfast, neither of them mentioned falling asleep together or spending the entire evening together.

A/N haha! A bit more seddie in this one! Pretty please with sugar on top review!