(A/N: Okay So exams are over, I've finished my syllabus and holidays are in a few weeks so expect chapters a lot more frequently now. YAY XD. I hope your all excited. I decided to split the trip to L.A up and so this is the first part. Expect a cliffy at every end! Mwahahaha. So for the loooong wait but I hope it's worth it. XD )

Of coarse I own iCarly… iWish

Freddie's POV:

I listened to my mum rave on about some nursing crap as she checked in on me. Though I wasn't really paying that much attention. I was starring at the door that had just closed behind Sam. We had almost kissed. And the weird thing was, no doubt in my mind, I had wanted it to happen.

Sam had only been back for 2 days and already I could feel something between us... Or it could just be hormones. But something was there, a sort of pull, I dunno. It's defiantly hard to explain. Impossible to define. I didn't even know if it was requited. The way she ran off, my guess is its not. She sort of looked scared. It was like I was meeting a whole new Sam. Sure all her old quirks were there but they were diluted now by her new ones; the way she held herself now. Where she used to be so laid back, slouch, run her mouth and eat everyone out of house and home. Now she was so contained, kind of quiet and I hadn't seen her eat or even inquire about a single piece of ham. She always sat straight now, holding herself together… unless she was thinking. That was one thing I had noticed about the new Samantha Puckett; it was like she had a wall up around her, hiding herself from view, but when she was lost in thought she let her guard down and the real Sam came back, if only for a minute. It made me wonder what she would look like sleeping. So tranquil.

'Freddie, are you there?' my mum demanded from the other end of line pulling me from my thoughts.

'Uh, Yeah… Sorry' I turned my attention back to my mum, taking my eyes, finally off the door. I continued the conversation for a while before giving the excuse of going out. When I hung up the phone I went to the study and opened my laptop. I pulled up Youtube. The old iCarly website had been disabled years ago, but we were so popular it would be stupid not to think copies could be found on the popular video share website. I typed in iCarly and clicked the first link I saw. It turned out to be a compilation of a fan's favourite skits. I watched as the young Carly and Sam danced around, tortured Gibby and every once in a while, I would show up. It was so weird seeing it. We were all so innocent back then… so much had changed. I watched as the three of us laughed at the camera and clicked pause. Just staring at how happy we were. I looked at the clock it was 12.30.

I walked to the lounge room put on the television and started watching a football game. I don't know how long I sat there but I must have fallen asleep because I jerked awake at 6.00 to see the room marginally darker and the game over now showing the news. I walked to the kitchen and started making myself some dinner. Tomorrow was going to be a big day.

Sam's POV:

I woke the next morning from the vision of me running around Hyde Park in Sydney with flowers in my hair and singing Danika's favourite song 'Weightless, by All Time Low' I was chasing Carly and being Chased by Freddie. I rubbed my eyes and shook my head a little. My hair cascading out of the pony tail I had slept in. hanging down in the soft curls that I had begun to loath. Hence the straightening constantly. I looked at the clock. 9.45. Great! Freddie will be here any minute and I haven't even gotton out of bed yet.

I rolled out of bed and walked to my bathroom. I took a steaming hot shower.

When I got out I had barley clothed my self before my phone rang.

It was Danika.

'Hey 'D' I said as I answered the phone.

'Sam! How are you? What's it like being back? Are you having fun?' she said all this very fast and without breath.

I lightly laughed 'I'm fine. It's ok, few bumps in the road so far, but getting better hopefully'

'Hopefully?' she asked confused.

'Yeh but its ok, me and Freddie will fix it'

'Ooh Freddie. What's he like?'

'Pretty much the same, only older. Few new quirks but nothing major' I summarised.

'Is he cute?' she asked as someone knocked on my door. I pulled it open and there was the subject of our conversation. I blushed. 'Well is he?' she asked again.

'Ahh, I think I'm gonna have to call you back D' I said. I could here her complaining as I slammed my phone shut on her.

I stepped aside and he walked in and took what was fast becoming his usual seat at the table. 'Well, are you ready?' he asked me.

I walked to the bed and sat down pulling my bag towards me. I pulled out my brush and started trying to tame my curls. 'No, I woke up like half an hour ago.'

'Well you better hurry, well get all the traffic.' I sighed and finished running the brush through my hair. I stood grabbed an overnight bag and threw a few things in. I walked to the bathroom grabbed my toothbrush and other things and then put my shoes on.

'OK' I said 'I'm ready.' He smiled and walked towards the door. I took another look around the room, hoping I hadn't forgotten anything and then followed him.

When we got to the car park he led me over to a blue car that looked old. 'What kind of car is this?' I asked

'1968 Pontiac Firebird hardtop Coupe. And she's my baby. Hurt her and I hurt you.' He looked at me sternly. I couldn't help it. I laughed. It was such a guy thing; to go crazy over a car made before they were even born. I put my bag in the back seat and jumped in. for an old car it was pretty comfy. Soft leather seats. Polished interior. Freddie really needed a girlfriend.

Once we were both in he turned the car on and pulled out of the driveway. 'So do we know where Spencer lives?' I asked.

'I have an address, but finding it is still gonna be a challenge. I've never been to California so I bought a directory.' He leant into the back seat and pulled back a thick book of street maps. He passed it to me. Flinging it into my lap. It weighed a tonne. 'You're on directions' he smiled. I looked at the book. It was a map for the entire state of California. Entire state street maps didn't exist in Australia. They were unethical. I would have thought that for California as well. Apparently not.

We fell into a silence. I hadn't figured out if it was an uncomfortable one yet but I didn't want to have to wait long enough to see. I leant forward and began to fiddle with the radio. I could see him watching me like a hawk while I played around with stations. I finally found one I liked. It was 'Periscopes' by The Beautiful Girls. And so it went for about an hour. The two of us just sitting there him driving and me staring out the window. There was tension. I could feel it. And it was getting more awkward by the moment. I didn't think I would be able to take it much longer.

We were on the 101 travelling through Raymond, when I finally lost it and broke the silence. 'So… how's life?' I said, I tiny tinge to my cheeks

He laughed. That's right. Laughed! Here I was trying to be social and helpful and to quit this weird silence we had going on and he laughs! 'What's so funny? That's a genuine question' I said offended.

'Sam' he subsided his laughter and glanced over at me. 'I've been watching you struggle to say something for the past 20 minutes, and the best you could come up with was 'How's life?" he smirked at me.

'Shut up' I said giving him a push in the shoulder.

'Hey! Driving here'

I just shrugged my shoulders 'So? Tell me Fredweird' he smirked when I called him this. 'What college you going to?'

'I haven't decided yet? You?'

'SCU. Southern Cross University. In Coffs Harbour. Right next to the Beach.' I sighed in appreciation. I couldn't wait really.

'You know I never pictured you as the college type.' He said looking curious 'What are you going to study'

I blushed; I could feel my cheeks reddening. I wondered what he would think when I told him. He raised his eyebrow at me waiting for me to reply.

'History' I mumbled.

'What was that?'

'History' I said louder.

'History? Really? Wow, and what are you gonna do with that?' he asked.

'What do you think numnut? Teach it.'

He laughed again. Smirking. I swear I was really starting to hate that mocking smirk of his. 'You? A teacher?'

I figured I'd get this reaction so I just turned and stared out the window again.

'It's not a bad thing' he said. He must have sensed my annoyance. 'Just unexpected. You seem to be full of surprises Sam. I never thought 4 years could change someone so much'

'I'll say' I muttered under my breath. He didn't hear me and continued. 'Not that you've really changed' he said defensively. 'It's the little things, you know? Like you sit straight' I turned from the window and stared at him. Giving him my full attention finally as he poured out his own list. Just like the one I had for him. 'You hate your curls, and care about your appearance more, where as you never used to give two cents what anyone thought of you, and you loved your curls, because they were alive and crazy just like your personality. You control your every movement; think twice before you do things. I didn't know you were ever capable of that, you were always so spontaneous.' He paused and it looked like he was having difficulty saying what he wanted to say finally he took a deep breath 'It just feel's like sometimes you have this wall around you. Like your not being yourself' He finished and there was a dead silence in the car.

I just stared at him. I couldn't believe him. Maybe I have changed but it's none of his business. I mean. So what. I'm happy with myself. And besides it's easy to be care free when you're an ignorant 15 year old. Now? Maybe not so much.

I put my head on the window and stared at the passing scenery.

'Say something Sam?'

I didn't. I couldn't. I was still shocked from his revelation.

'See, this is what I mean. If I had said that to you 4 years ago you would have hit me till I surrendered. You wouldn't have sat that there like you're doing now ignoring me.'

I watched as he pulled the car over on the side of the highway. He turned of the ignition and just waited. I couldn't take it. He was right I had changed so much and I hadn't even noticed. But I didn't care. He still had no place to say those things. Accuse me like that. I was doing the same thing to him with the mental 'how has Freddie changed' list my conscience kicked in. frustrated I got out of the car. I walked a little far away to the start of the forest that neighboured the stretch of road we were on. Taking deep breaths I heard him come up behind me.

'I'm sorry Sam.' He said. I could hear it in his voice, the regret and shame.

I turned and looked up at him. I could feel anger bubbling in me. I didn't want him to be right about me. 'You should be Benson.' I started yelling at him, my hands flailing around like I was some kind of mad women, but I didn't care. I was caught in the moment. 'Where do you get off hey? Saying that. You don't know me Freddie, you might think you did once but that was a long time ago. We' I pointed between the two of us 'are very different people. What gives you the right to judge me like that?' I finished my rant, huffing and puffing. Waiting for his reply.

He just stood there. Staring at me like I had three heads, he wasn't expecting my outburst, clearly. 'Well?' I yelled. 'See, you cant eve-' I was cut off. Freddie had taken the step between us and kissed me. Correction was kissing me. I don't know why he did it, but in that moment I melted. I forgot all about the argument we were just having. I forgot where we were. I forgot my name. All that mattered was Freddie. It didn't take me long to register what was happening and respond. His kiss was tender, but full of need. I could feel his tongue begging for entry on my lips, which I gladly opened my mouth to accept. I didn't know how long we stood there but eventually a car drove past and beeped. Successfully scaring the shit out me. I jerked away from Freddie. I could feel my bruised lips and blushed. He just smirked.

'Wh- What was th- that for?' I stuttered. I actually stuttered. Oh God!

'I wanted to' he shrugged, his smirk still ever present.

Shocked I could feel my anger coming back. He was being so cocky! 'Well don't think it's happening again.' I walked around him, back towards the car. 'You caught me by surprise is all' I said, knowing I was lying more to myself then to him. 'and If you try it again Benson, you won't be having kids!' I opened the car door and got in, waiting for him to follow.

(A/N: well there's part one! See that button under what I'm writing. Yeh that one. CLICK IT! reviews make me smile and update quicker. (L) )