Well it's definitely been a while, but I haven't given up the story. I'm sooo sorry I haven't updated in like forever, I just could not write this story, I've actually only been able to update one of my stories lately so I'm really sorry about that, and I hope you guys don't think the chapter is too bad, I had to kinda force myself to write it since I'm sorta stuck.

Disclaimer: If I owned iCarly I probably wouldn't be writing this.


Sam's POV

I laid there trying to ignore the pain, but it's nearly impossible to. It's like one of those stomach aches where no matter what you do to try and ignore it, it just sends you a sharp stab of pain.

Why'd this have to happen to us? Have we ever done anything as bad as to deserve this? And aside from my ankle, what about Freddie? It's like that sixth sense that always tells you something is wrong. Very wrong.

Okay Sam, you've gotta at least try to get back there.

I started to try to stand up and just stand on one leg, but I'm not exactly the most coordinated person of all, so I'd probably loose my balance within the first ten seconds.

I sat back down and looked for some sort of stick I could lean on. Fortunately, I found one, even though it was disgusting and wet, but what does that matter right now?

It took me a while to gain my balance, but I finally started walking a little.

I wasn't exactly the best with directions, but in cases like these, it's like a GPS takes over my mind.

I found my way back fairly quickly considering the condition I'm in, but when I finally found Freddie a huge wave of relief came over me, for a moment at least.

"Freddie? Are you okay?" I asked completely ignoring my ankle at the moment and I practically fell into his arms.

"Not really," he said as I sat beside him.

"What happened?" I asked as the relief vanished and was replaced with worry. Apparently my sixth sense was right.

"The snake, it was poisonous," he asked as calmy as he could, but I could tell he was hiding the pain.

"What? Why didn't you do something? Like in those movies where you just...suck the poison out," I said the last part awkwardly, it just seemed like a strange thing to say for some reason.

"It was too late by the time I realized it was poisonous, it already went throughout my body," he explained and my eyes started getting watery. What if he died? How could I possibly live with myself then?

"Well if it went throughout your whole body, then why aren't you..." I couldn't bring myself to say the last part, it was just too painful to even think of saying.

"Dead?" he asked finishing my sentence and I just looked down.

"The snake's species isn't known for attacking people, just small animals, so the venom would naturally take longer to kill a person, so I've probably got a few hours left," he said trying to keep a steady voice.

"A few hours? Freddie! We need to get you to a hospital!" I yelled now panicking and tears started streaming down my face.

"We've been stuck here for days, you might as well just save your energy for when you need it, you'll be a lot better off without me here to hold you down," he said trying to calm me down even though he was the one who was dying.

"Hold me down? Freddie! You're the reason I'm even trying to survive anymore! I'm not in the best condition either! My ankle broke out in the woods, I'm practically starving to death, and I'm covered in mud and rain! And I'm not just gonna sit around as you lay here dying and knowing that it's all my fault..."

"Fine, just go try to find help, I'll wait here," he said looking down before I began walking away.