Okay, I know it's been a while since I updated, but hopefully this long chapter will make up for it :D


"Happy Saturday Carly." Sam called as she strode into the Shay apartment.

"Sam!" Carly squealed as she jumped up from the couch and gripped Sam in a death hug "Are you ready?"

"Air-" Sam struggled through constricted breath.

"Oh, sorry." Carly apologized as she dropped the blonde "So, are you ready?"

Sam was confused "Ready for what?"

Carly's eyes grew wide "You don't remember?"

"If I remembered, why would I be asking you what you're talking about?"

"It's Saturday, you know, the day of P.G.C.B.A.S.V.B."

"Oh, right. Plan get Carly's buddy and Sam's victim back."

Carly immediately shushed Sam "We made up the code so Spencer wouldn't know."

"So I wouldn't know what?" Spencer suddenly asked as he came into the living room and wandering over to the girls.

"Oh, well…you see…it's just- your birthday. Yeah. Can't know about your birthday." Carly laughed nervously. But she wasn't about to tell Spencer about Freddie now. She and Sam were just about to get him back.

"My birthday still isn't for a few months though." Spencer said, confusion coating his tone.

"Never hurts to plan early Spence." Carly said this as she playfully punched her brother.

Spencer, despite the light hit, rubbed his arm as if he were in pain "You don't have to hit people Carly."

The brunette eyed her brother like he was nuts "I barely touched you."

"Yeah well your bony knuckles hurt."

"What?" Carly asked slowly with edge.

Suddenly, Sam cut in agitated "Ugh! Will you two just shut up!?" the blonde then turned to Carly "We have a thing to get to."

"What thing?" Spencer asked.

"Your birthday thing." Sam snapped, sick of the man's curiosity.

Spencer smiled as if he'd just gotten something "Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight." he winked.

The two girls eyed him "Okay, well, we'll see you later." Carly quickly said, knowing the seconds were ticking by.

"Have fun getting my present!" Spencer squealed, getting another look from his sister and her friend. Then, dramatically lowering his voice, he said "I mean, have fun getting my present."

Sam and Carly sniggered "Okay, we'll" Sam mocked Spencer and lowered her voice "have fun getting your present."

Spencer glared as the two girls chuckling, before whipping around and storming off to the kitchen.

"Is he really mad?" Sam laughed.

Carly shook her head "Nah, he just likes being a drama king."

"Kay, let's go then."

As the two girls left the apartment, Sam questioned "Where are we supposed to meet Gibby?"

Carly thought for a second "The Cheesecake Warehouse. It's right by the carnival."

"Man, that's like three blocks away." Sam whined as the duo entered the lobby.

"Oh, you'll run four miles after Mr. Howard's egged car because you still have one egg left, but you won't walk three blocks to get Freddie back?"

"HEY!" screeched Lewbert randomly "No talking about food in my LOBBY!"

"What can we do in your lobby?" Sam snapped the question.

"GET OUT OF IT!!!!!" yelled the man.

Carly and Sam rolled their eyes at Lewbert, and on the way out, Sam purposely knocked over a flower pot on the coffee table, spilling dirt all over the floor.

"Oops."

Lewbert screamed out and attempted to leap over his desk, but failed while the girls walked out the door.


"Here we are." Carly said through a strained breath.

"Why are you so tired?" Sam questioned.

Carly basically growled "Because I carried you on my back for two blocks. Speaking of which, get off!" Carly let Sam go and Sam fell to the ground.

"What the chiz Carls!? You didn't have to drop me! And you said you'd carry me anyway!"

"Let's just get inside."

"You know," Sam started, stopping to stand up "I still don't know how I convinced you to do that."

"Me neither." Carly said, still on edge. But Carly's eyes then moved to Sam who was smirking. The anger melted from Carly instantly as she smiled back.

"I'll never know how you do that." Carly laughed.

"Do what?"

"You give me that smile thing, and I'm instantly not mad anymore."

"Mamma has got her ways."

The two besties were laughing as they walked onto the Cheesecake Warehouse.

"You see Gibby?" Carly asked as she scanned the restaurant.

"Yeah, he's over there." Sam answered as she pointed out the chubby boy sitting at a table in the corner.

Both girls wandered over "Hey Gibby." Carly smiled.

"Why Carly! Sam!" Gibby said cheerfully "Fancy meeting you here. It's so out of the blue."

Sam shot a snotty look at Gibby "Out of the blue? We planned this. It's smack dab in the middle of the blue!"

Carly gave Sam the look that told her to stop.

"Thanks Gibby. We really appreciate this." he nodded "Mind if we sit while we go over the plan one more time."

"Sure, sit."

Carly and Sam sat down, and Carly pulled out a couple papers before she began to speak to Gibby again "Okay, we all know the carnival is in town this weekend." she pulled out the flier for the carnival out of her small stack of papers "And it has the house of mirrors." Carly grabbed another paper that listed the things the carnival featured "Freddie will be here soon, and when he does, you will take him to the carnival a block away, while Sam and I follow you there. Then, you'll get Freddie in the house of mirrors." Carly snatched another paper that was a map of the carnival and pointed out the selected destination "Once you have him in there, lead him to the center of the house." the brunette then grabbed a map of the house of mirrors. "You keep this so you can find the middle."

"Why do I need a map?" Gibby suddenly cut in.

"Because it's kind of like a maze in there."

"Oh, I thought it was just a path of a bunch of mirrors."

"Yeah, but they made it maze like to make it more fun. So I outlined the path you should take to the middle."

"Won't Freddie wonder why I have a map?"

"Then memorize the path!" Carly yelled out in frustration.

Gibby recoiled in his seat while Sam smirked.

"Gibbs, just let her finish the plan." Sam winked at the boy as he sat back up.

"Thank you Sam." Carly started "Anyway, when you have Freddie in the middle of the house, Sam and I will be waiting for you there. And while you restrain Freddie, Sam and I will block the exits so he can't escape. Once we do that, Sam and I will have a chance to talk to him without his mom, a teacher, or the stupid warning bell to interrupt. And Sam will also be apologizing here."

"That's the part of the plan I hate. Carly threw that in after rejecting what I thought I should do to him." Sam said.

"What did you want to do?" Gibby asked.

"Tape him to a chair and beat him up until he stopped being a baby and was our friend again."

"There's a reason I changed that." Carly said, eyeing Sam "But back to the plan. After Sam says sorry, Freddie, being the guy I know he is, will forgive us and we will be all happy again."

"Alright, got it." Gibby smiled, but then his grin shifted quickly to a frown.

"What up Gibson?" Sam asked.

"Freddie's here!" he whispered loudly "Hide!"

Carly quickly gathered her papers as Sam pulled her under the table. And just as Carly and Sam were making sure the table cloth was hiding them, Freddie came over.

"Ready to go Gibby?" Freddie asked nicely.

"Yes. Yes I am." Gibby said stiffly as he rose from his seat.

"The carnival is- Whoa!" as Freddie went to leave, he had run into a waiter carrying a plate of ice-cream, knocking it to the floor.

Sam, on instinct, made a move hastily to get the ice-cream before her five seconds were up. Carly immediately jerked her back in order to keep in hiding.

"Sorry about that." Freddie apologized as he helped the waiter clean up quickly. The man just gave him a dirty look, and went back to the kitchen.

"Um, anyway, as I was saying before I hit him, the carnival's just a block away right?"

Gibby nodded as he led Freddie out the door.

"Okay, let's go." Carly gave the all clear.

"Why didn't you let me get the ice-cream?" Sam whined.

"Because it would have blown our cover."

"But I totally would have made the five second rule!"

Carly rolled her eyes "Come on, we have to get in the house of mirrors before Gibby and Freddie." Carly urged, pushing Sam to the exit.

"But the ice-cream!" Sam cried as she was shoved out of the restaurant.


"What now?" Freddie asked excitedly.

"Well, since you only have one ticket left, how 'bout we do the one thing I wanted to do and go in the house of mirrors."

"Oooh! A fortune teller!" Freddie yelled and dragged Gibby to the table with the woman dressed in colorful robes.

"No Freddie! The house of-" Gibby cut off as Freddie handed his last ticket to the fortune teller.

"Mirrors." Gibby sighed.

"Aaaah, another young one." the psychic said mystically "I see though that you have disappointed your friend by choosing me."

"Wow, you're good." Freddie smiled, amazed.

"No dear, your friend is just standing over there sad."

Freddie's smile faded slightly.

"Alright Freddie-"

"Whoa! How do you know my name?"

"It's called being psychic hun."

Freddie nodded as if it were obvious.

"Now, let's start." the woman hit a timer on her desk that was set for three minutes "I am Aleighyah. Now give me your hand."

Freddie immediately jerked his hand out. He'd loved psychics since he was young, amazed by their power that was unexplained by science.

Aleighyah reached out and grabbed the boy's hand and closed her eyes "Hmmmm…I sense anger over something very strong…ah, a death. I'm sorry for the loss of your father."

Despite the mention of his dad, Freddie didn't get too upset because he was blown away at how accurate Aleighyah was. And she didn't mention him in a negative way either.

"I also sense some other anger…you are mad at your friends…Sam and Katie-no, Carly. Alright, now that I have established your inner self, I will tell you your future. Hmmmm…I see the anger leaving you in a short amount of time…and being replaced with love. But not the love of friendship."

"Who is it? Is it Bryanna Toothe? Or Jessica Palm? Oooh! Is it Nina Moore?"

"Shush boy, I cannot concentrate with your babbling."

Freddie immediately shut up.

"Ah, that's better. Now this girl…her picture is coming to mind…but it is very blurry. All I can make out is blonde hair."

Freddie cut in again "Leslie Tormain!? No way, she's so hot. I can't bel-"

"It's not Leslie! It is someone you aren't sure you like or not. Hang on…her name is coming to mind…her name is…"

Suddenly, the timer went off, signaling Freddie's three minutes were up.

"Oh, and I almost had her name. If you want to know, you can give me another ticket…oh, you haven't one. I'm sorry. It was a pleasure doing business with you though Freddie."

"No wait-"

"Next!" shouted Aleighyah while a girl who'd come up while Freddie was being read stepped forward.

Gibby, who stood there listening the whole time, dragged Freddie away.

"Where are we going?" Freddie asked.

"To the future!"

"What?"

Gibby sighed "Never mind. We're going to the house of mirrors."

"But I'm out of tickets."

"I'm not."

"Dude! Then let's go back there! I could find the girl of my dreams!"

"No! I want to go to the house of mirrors."

Freddie stopped protesting, and just walked next to Gibby "Why do you want to go in here anyway? It's just a bunch of stupid mirrors."

Gibby thought on his feet "In movies they always have that mirror that makes the good looking guys look ugly, and the ugly guys look good. I want to see what I'd look like if I was ugly."

Freddie eyed Gibby for a second, but then kept walking until the pair reached the house of mirrors.

"Ticket please." said the ticket taker at the door.

Gibby pulled out his last two tickets to pay for himself and Freddie, and then walked in, Freddie behind him.

"Wow!" Gibby said in the amazement as he walked into the house. There were mirrors covering the place top to bottom. They were distorting reflections, and were put in an order that was confusing to go through.

They both walked in a couple feet, and Gibby stopped in front of a certain mirror "Whoa, I'm ugly in this one dude! Check it out!"

Freddie walked up behind Gibby "That's a normal mirror Gibs."

The smiled wiped from Gibby's face "Uh…oh, there's something in my eye." Gibby rubbed his eye "Yup. Now I see my true handsomeness. The thing in my eye must have messed up my vision there."

"Right."

Freddie and Gibby continued through the house for a little while longer, and with Gibby sneaking peaks at him map, he was successfully leading Freddie to the middle.

Abruptly, Freddie stopped "Hey, we made it to the center of the house. That's weird. I never get to the middle. It's like there's no gravitational pull leading me here." Freddie began to laugh, while Gibby just looked at him.

Gibby noticed the reflection of Sam in a mirror from the opposite entrance he and Freddie had just come from, and he knew it was time.

"I'm sorry Freddie."

"For what?"

Gibby looked at Freddie, and then screamed "NOW!" as he ripped his shirt off and grabbed Freddie from behind.

Sam ran across the room and blocked the other exit, while Carly, who had been waiting at the other doorway, stayed there and blocked the other way for Freddie to escape.

"Let me go Gibby!" Freddie shouted, struggling against the grip holding him.

"We just want to talk Freddie." Carly said calmly.

"If you want to talk them let me go!" Freddie yelled, tugging against Gibby's hold once more.

"If we let you go, you'll leave." Sam said.

"I won't!"

"Don't lie to me twiglet!" Sam said as she leered at Freddie from across the medium sized room.

Freddie returned the glare.

"Freddie," Carly spoke now "Please, just listen."

"I don't want to listen to you. I don't care how sorry you are. All the apologies in the world would mean nothing to me. You just want me to come back so your life is how it used to be. You smiling while you listen to Sam insult me and do nothing about it. I don't want to listen to your lies about how you'll change your behavior if Sam is mean to me. And I don't want to hear you say that Sam will change. That means as much to me as if Sam said she's save me a slice of ham. I'm just sick of being treated this way. I deserve better than what I go through with you and Sam."

"But Freddie-"

"I said I don't want to hear it! Words mean nothing without action. And I know that action won't come."

"How do you know she doesn't mean what she says if you don't give her a chance Fredmoron!?"

"Look at you! Still insulting me!" Freddie turned to look at Carly "And you still not sticking up for me."

"You and Sam were-"

"Just stop! How can you just lie to my face? If you were really my friend, you would understand that I want you to go away. And if you were my friend, you'd let me go to make me happy. But you're not. You keep bugging me and lying. I-"

"Me stop!? Why can't you shut up long enough to listen!?" the yelling was Carly this time. But she lowered her voice when she continued "Why don't you get that you are one of the most important people in my life? Yes, friends want other friends to be happy, but you're more than a friend to me. You're my best friend. Like family. And no matter what, you do anything to get family back."

Freddie was quiet for a moment, thinking. His face seemed to soften for a second, but turned back to anger just as quickly "Family doesn't stand by while another family member is tortured, bullied, and tormented."

"Freddie, with how much you guys fought, it was like you didn't even care. Sure, you'd give dirty looks, but them you'd go back to normal like nothing had happened. You guys are just like brother and sister with your bickering. It's who you are. Without Sam and Freddie bickering, nothing would seem normal."

"Of course it wouldn't seem normal! It's all you've ever known because you do nothing to stop it!"

"People make mistakes Freddie! Don't you get that? If you had-"

Carly was cut off as a loud shout was heard from Gibby "Hey! That's my style!!!!"

The shirtless boy let go of Freddie and started yelling at something unknown, giving Freddie his chance to escape.

Freddie ran for it, but not wanting to go toward Carly, he ran for Sam's door. Sam, ignoring Gibby's shouts, wrapped her arms around Freddie from behind as he tried to run past her.

But something unusual happened, Sam felt…something. She knew what it was, but she was frightened to admit it. The shock sent made Sam go off focus, and Freddie slipped out of her grip.

"Just leave me alone!" he screamed as he ran through the maze and out of sight.

Sam sucked in a hard breath, trying to lie to herself about what had just happened, before she turned around to face a yelling Gibby and Carly.

"How could you let him get away!?"

"I thought someone stole my shirtless ways! What's a Gib to do? I couldn't just not do anything."

"You didn't notice the shirtless thief was your reflection!?"

Sam cut in "Hold on. Freddie got away because you saw yourself in a mirror!?" Sam stepped forward, ready to attack.

"Ah! Don't! I'm just a Gibby!"

Sam retracted her fist "Just get out of here! You reward for almost helping me and Carly will be your face not being black and blue."

Gibby whined in fear, and ran out.

It was quiet between Carly and Sam for a second as they sat on the floor in defeat.

Carly was the first to speak "I can't believe he still didn't forgive us."

"I know Carls. Me too. You want to go and see if we can find him?" Sam asked as she put a hand on Carly's shoulder.

Carly pushed the hand off "No. I just want to get out of here. I've had enough today. We can try later."

Carly rose, and Sam followed. Neither girl spoke except for the final goodbyes the entire walk back.


Sam opened the door to her house. When you added the facts that Sam was in a bad mood with the fact that her mom wasn't home, you got Sam going to her room.

The blonde flopped on her bed and breathed heavily. The days events crept into her mind. One in particular, what she felt when she had held Freddie.

She tried to fight the word she knew was coming. Because if it came, she would have to admit to the impossible.

But despite the strong struggles, it came. That feeling Sam got when she'd held Freddie in her arms. Sparks.


Whew. That is the longest chapter I've ever written. And a-lot happened. We saw Carly's angry and desperate side. We saw Freddie at his most unforgiving moment. We saw Sam admit what she never wanted. And we saw Freddie in a good mood for a bit since the beginning of the story.

I dedicate this chapter to all my reviewers. I do this because your reviews make this story go, so thank you so much :) But I swear, you guys are psychics just like Aleighyah. I had this chapter all planned out and a few of you guessed exactly what was going to happen. 'an evil plan probably'. Well, her original plan was evil, Carly just rejected inflicting torture on Freddie…which hopefully you are okay with. Also 'I think it would be cool if their plan doesn't exactly goes as "planned"'. Well, you were right also.

Now, I blew off my homework to write this for you guys, so give me reviews to make me feel better when my teachers yell at me for not doing it ;D