A/N: Here you go folks. The next chapter. And I've got a question for you...should Pam be pregnant? I know I'm the author and I should know these things, but I kind of don't...it could honestly go either way. So tell me what you guys think! Ideas are always welcome! I'm going to put a poll up in my profile concerning Pam and being pregnant, so be sure to vote! I'm going to make a deal with you guys again. Give me twenty-five reviews this time and I'll update tomorrow (Saturday)! What do you say? Sound fair? Either way, I hope you enjoy this new chapter and tell me what you think!
The Visitor
"Sam, she could've meant anything by it." Freddie said for the eighth time. They were walking to school today since Steven had to go to work early. Pam was still feeling sick and hadn't woken up yet. All morning, Sam had been going on about what Pam yelled at her last night.
"Freddie, when you've known my mom as long as I have, you know she doesn't say anything like that unless it's for a reason."
"Okay, so maybe it was really weird, but you don't have to freak out!"
"Well I am! She can't do something like that to me!"
"What if she just really is having a bad...period...like you said and she's over reacting?"
Sam sighed. "Maybe...I just don't want to think about it. New subject!"
Freddie was about to comment that she was the one to bring it up, but he wanted to get to school without any incidents today. "Um...so how's Willie?"
"Just as boring as Rusty. I swear, Rusty Dusty can be a bad influence on any bunny. Willie was so active at the pet store and once he hung out with Rusty, all he did was eat and sleep."
Freddie laughed. "Next time you go to the pet store, you should buy a ferret. Those are fun animals."
"I should, shouldn't I? Next week, let's go and you can pay for it!"
"Are you nuts? I am not going to buy you a pet and I am not going to get into trouble again!"
"Where's your sense of adventure, Fredweiner!"
Freddie just rolled his eyes as they walked into school. "I do have a sense of adventure, just not for things that'll get me in trouble!"
"You're such a dork!"
"Better than being a demon!"
"Yeah? Well you get it from your dad!"
"And you get it from your mom!"
"At least I don't wear bow ties to work!"
"That was his first time wearing one!"
"Uh...guys? You're kind of drawing a crowd." Carly said as she approached them.
Sam and Freddie stopped yelling and looked around. Sure enough, there was a small crowd of people gathered at the end of the hall, watching in silence.
"Get out of here! Show's over!" Sam yelled at them.
The students quickly scurried away. The trio walked to Sam and Carly's locker.
"Why are you guys already yelling at each other anyways? Isn't it still a little early?" Carly asked as she put away her bag.
"Not really. I've already seen him for a whole hour today, so it's about time we start yelling at each other." Sam said flippantly. She went to her locker and started putting stuff away. She dug around until she found a bag of beef jerky.
Carly frowned and Freddie quickly looked away, knowing he might say something he wasn't supposed to. "What do you mean you've seen Freddie for a whole hour?"
Sam turned to Carly with a calm expression. "Oh I forgot to tell you?"
Freddie, who was standing behind Carly, was signaling for Sam to stop. What was she thinking? They agreed not to tell Carly anything! He actually preferred not letting her know too.
Sam smirked, knowing Freddie was having a freak attack. "Yeah, the craziest thing happened. It turns out that his dad and my mom-"
"They're dating! Oh my gosh! I knew it!" Carly cut in.
"Ew, gross. No they're not." Sam quickly said.
Freddie felt his breath leave him. What was Sam doing? Where was she going with this?
"No, his dad actually knows the guy my mom is dating and my mom knows the lady Freddie's dad is dating." Sam finished. "So this morning Steven drove me over to Freddie's place for breakfast since he had to go to work and my mom wasn't feeling good. I walked with Freddie to school."
"Um..." Carly bit her lip as she tried to understand what Sam told her. It didn't line up for some reason. "Sure...?"
"I knew you'd understand." Sam said with a smile.
"Wait. You said you 'knew it'? Did you really think our parents were dating?" Freddie asked. He was surprised at how calmly he was handling the situation. Just like Sam had been handling it.
"Well...kind of. I mean they're dating people with the same name. You can't blame me for assuming that was the case."
Freddie and Sam glanced at each other. If Carly already thought their parents were dating, who else thought so too?
School ended with little to tell. Except for Sam throwing a ball at Freddie's face and making his nose bled during gym class. She claimed it was an accident and, in usual Sam fashion, got away with it. They walked out of their final classes and met up by the stairwell.
"So I think I came up with a new sketch for iCarly, but it needs a little tweaking. You guys want to come over and work on it?" Carly asked.
"Right now?" Freddie asked.
"No, I think she means the day before Christmas." Sam said sarcastically.
Freddie rolled his eyes. "Whatever Puckett. But I can't go. I've got an AV club meeting."
"Don't you mean League of the Dorks meeting?" Sam asked with a smirk.
Once again he rolled his eyes. "Plus I'm grounded. I've got to go straight home."
"Wow, you got grounded? What did you do?" Carly asked. It was a rare occasion Freddie would get grounded.
"He bought his new housemate an animal without asking his daddy." Sam mischievously answered.
Freddie glared at Sam.
"You bought Samantha a pet? That's so sweet of you!"
"I didn't buy her a pet! She bought it, then blamed it on me." Freddie gave Sam a pointed look the entire time.
"That kind of sounds like something Sam would do..." Carly said a bit thoughtfully.
"I can come over." Sam said before Carly could think anymore.
"Great. We'll-"
"Sam's grounded too!" Freddie said before they could walk outside.
"So?"
"Sam! What did you do?"
"She had Frankie in her room and her mom freaked out."
"I thought you didn't like Frankie and why did your mom freak out so much?"
"I don't like him, I just didn't have anyone else to bother. And I don't know why my mom freaked out so much. Something's going on with her, but I don't know what."
"Either way, you still can't go over to Carly's." Freddie said.
"Joy killer." Sam sneered
Freddie shook his head. "I'll catch up with you guys later. I'm going to be late." he said as he started walking backwards.
"Oh yeah, I forgot Benson has perfect attendance for everything, which just makes him an even bigger nub!" Sam yelled out.
Freddie just made a face at her before turning around and jogging off to his club meeting.
Sam and Carly walked outside. "What if you came over? I want to show you my new place!" Sam said.
"I don't know...I need to let Spencer know and it kind of is last minute..."
"Come on, Carls. Please?"
Carly sighed. "Fine. But I've still got to call Spencer and let him know.
Sam and Carly were hanging out in Sam's room. Spencer had given Carly permission as long as she promised not to tell Granddad he almost set the couch on fire. Carly was just glad she hadn't been home when it happened.
"So what do you think is better. Pineapples or potatoes?" Sam asked.
Carly laughed, looking up from the magazine she had been flipping through. "You already asked me that question like five minutes ago."
"Well I'm asking it again cause' I forgot."
"Pineapples, but potatoes when they're cooked with oregano."
"Mmm. That sounds amazing." Sam mumbled.
Carly put down the magazine she had been looking at. "So Sam...any new developments with your crush?"
Freddie unlocked the front door to the house. He rubbed his eyes as he walked in and headed to his room. He was tired. Today's AV meeting had been especially long since Sean had been arguing the entire time with whoever said anything. He went into the kitchen to find something to eat for dinner. There was a plate of meatloaf with green beans and corn. Freddie grimaced at the thought of eating green beans, but then remembered his mom wasn't here to shove them down his throat.
He put the plate in the microwave and waited around. Once the food was ready, he grabbed the plate and headed to his room. As he past Sam's room, he heard voices. He paused at her door and realized it was Sam and Carly.
Freddie felt his hands beginning to sweat. Why didn't she tell him Carly was here? Besides, was Carly even allowed over since they were grounded?
"So Sam...any new developments with your crush?" Freddie heard Carly ask.
Freddie frowned. He didn't know Sam had a crush. The only guy she really paid attention to was himself, but that was only to cause him pain. Sure, there was also Gibby, but that was only when she was in the mood to give someone a wedgie. Wait, could her crush be Gibby?
"Carly, don't you dare try and bring this up." Sam said in a threatening voice.
Freddie quickly darted to his room and put the plate on his dresser. The food would have to wait. Sam and Carly's conversation seemed so much more interesting. Yes, it was eavesdropping and if either of them found out, he'd be dead, but he really wanted to hear what they had to say.
"But all we're talking about is food! I want to talk about something else and I really like this subject." Carly said with a huge grin.
Sam made a face. "Fine, but he isn't my crush!"
"Yes he is."
"No he isn't. All I said was that he was starting to look cute now." Sam looked up at her ceiling. "I'm never going to play truth or dare with you ever again." she mumbled.
Carly smirked. "Either way, you said he looks cute now."
"Big deal. I think a lot of guys are cute and I don't go around crushing on them."
"Sam Puckett that is the biggest lie! You don't think just any guy is cute. This guy has to be something really special. I've only know two, well now three, guys that you thought were really cute. And whenever you think a guy is cute, you start getting a huge crush on them!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Carly, drop it. I don't want to have to hurt you, but I will if you don't stop."
"Just admit it Sam! You have a crush on-"
Sam held up her hand for Carly to stop. She sniffed the air. "Do you smell that?"
"Smell what? Don't try and change the subject, Sam!"
"No seriously! It smells like meatloaf."
Freddie couldn't believe it. How could Sam not tell him she had a crush on someone! She always told him...no, them whenever she had a crush on someone.
"Carly, drop it. I don't want to have to hurt you, but I will if you don't stop."
"Just admit it Sam! You have a crush on-"
Freddie didn't hear Carly anymore. Freddie wondered if Sam covered her face with a pillow.
"Do you smell that?" he heard Sam say after a moment.
Freddie smelled the air. The only thing he smelled was his meatloaf and...oh chiz.
"Smell what? Don't try and change the subject, Sam."
"No seriously! It smells like meatloaf."
She couldn't have smelled his meatloaf. It was in a completely different room. But then again it was Sam...
"Maybe it's your mom?"
"No, my mom is upstairs sick...wait here." Sam said.
Freddie's mind was yelling at him to run, but he just stayed there, crouched in front of Sam's door, frozen. He knew he should've written out a will already.
Sam opened the door and her mouth dropped in shock. She turned around quickly to make sure Carly didn't see. Carly was looking at the magazine again. "Be right back, Carls!" Sam said in a tight voice. Sam stepped out and quickly shut the door before Carly could see. "What are you doing?" Sam hissed as she yanked Freddie up.
"I...uh...I dropped my pencil!" Freddie whispered loudly.
"That only works during school!" Sam used the same tone as Freddie and punched his arm. "Were you listening to our conversation?"
"Umm..."
"Don't ever listen to my private conversations!" Sam started punching his arm again.
"Well why didn't you tell me Carly was here? She isn't supposed to be here anyways since you're grounded!"
"Sam? Who are you talking to?" Carly asked from the other side of the door.
"No one!" Sam replied as she quickly grabbed the door knob to prevent Carly from opening the door.
"Sam, your door isn't opening...are you holding the door knob?"
"Get out of here!" Sam hissed to Freddie.
"But-!"
"Sam, Freddie? What's going on?" Steven asked as he walked into the hallway.
Sam let go of the door knob and hid her hands behind her back. "Nothing!" they both chimed.
Sam's door swung open and Carly came out. "Sam, what are you...Freddie? What are you doing here?"
Freddie and Sam quickly exchanged glances. "Um..."
