A/N: New chapter. Enjoy.

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iCan't See You

Chapter 8 The Result

It had been a week at least before the final test results had come back from the tests that they had done on my eyes. I hadn't expected it to take that long. Sam drove me to the hospital, my head leaning over and resting on her shoulder for most of the car ride. My mom followed us in another car. I was surprised she hadn't taken a ride with us, but maybe she was finally starting to cut me some slack. Or maybe this was the calm before the storm.

"Freddie? Freddie, wake up we're here," I told her, and I blinked. I was close to falling asleep and I hadn't really realized it. Oh well. Sam helped me out of the car, and when my mom parked, she instantly ran over to us and nearly squeezed the life out of me.

"Mom, a guy's gotta breathe," I managed to gasp out before she let go of me. we went in to the hospital together. It was quite a wait to actually get in, like half-an-hour. I was resting comfortably on the couch in the waiting room, snuggled up to Sam. Before, Sam was never one for displays of public affection, but she must of changed a lot over the past three years.

I hadn't changed much, besides my appearance and the fact that I was blind. I still loved Sam, still obsessed with technology even though I couldn't use it. I so hoped the doctors would tell me I would see again, because that would make me happy, to know that eventually I would see Sam again.

"Ah, Mr. Benson," I heard a female voice greet us as me, Sam, and my mom were waiting. "And you two are-?"

"Family," Sam interrupted, and I had to smile.

"Alright. Please, follow me."

Sam helped me up, but I could tell mom wanted to help me as well. However, Sam took care of me so she wouldn't have to. We walked into a white room. How do I know this? All hospitals, no matter where they are, what time, what country, what city, everywhere in the hospital was white. Sam gently sat me down in a chair, and went around behind me, resting her hands on my shoulders. I reached up one of my hands to hold hers, and I don't know where my mom was in the room, but I knew she was there.

"I have some good news, and some bad news," the doctor said to us. i was surprised that my doctor was a woman, but hey, I guess there were a few woman doctors in the world. "Which would you like to hear first?"

"Bad news first," I told her.

"That's usually what most people say," I heard the doctor say before she flipped through some papers. "From the tests we've done, we've figured out you will be blind for some time. The good news is, it's not permanent. But the bad news is, we're just not sure when you'll see again."

My heart nearly leapt into my throat, and I squeezed Sam's hand. I was going to see again!

"Is there a way to figure out how long before he gets his sight back?" I heard Sam ask, and the doctor sighed.

"That, I'm not sure, we could try some more tests if Mr. Benson was up to it. There's no way we can speed up the process, it all depends on Mr. Benson."

Sam wrapped her other arm around my shoulders and gave me a hug from behind. After a short talk with the doctor, I left, feeling numb. The doctor had scheduled more tests for next week. Sam held me nearly the entire way out, but I felt her tense around me as we exited the hospital.

"Sam?" I asked, not being able to see what she saw. But then, I knew.

"Freddie!" I felt a new pair of arms wrap around me as Sam took a step back. It was Carly. I swallowed. "You look well. How are you feeling?" She ignored Sam for the minute, she probably thought I didn't know about their little spat yet.

Well, I did. Sam tells me everything.

"I'm feeling fine, thanks," I told her, and she squeezed me tight.

"I was so worried, you were in the hospital for so long!" I heard her exclaim, and I forced a smile.

"Well, I'm fine now. The doctors said my blindness isn't permanent."

I didn't hear anything after that. I felt her tense, and she pulled away. She must not have known. I felt her leaning in closer, probably looking into my dull, lightless eyes.

"I didn't.... I'm sorry, Freddie, I didn't know."

"It's alright," I told her as I kept my forced smile on. "Sam's been helping me."

"Well.....that's good," I definitely heard the pause, the tenseness to her voice. She shook her head. "Well, I gotta get home. Spencer's expecting me home soon."

I was surprised she hadn't moved out of the apartment yet. After all, she was twenty, and iCarly was certainly not happening with what was going on between her and Sam. i was sure they could find someone else to do the tech stuff if they had wanted to keep it going. So, what was keeping her there, I wondered?

"Alright, well, bye Freddie!" I heard her say before she hugged me again. I hugged her back, and strangely enough, felt absolutely nothing, except for the fact that she had pressed her body too uncomfortably up against mine. I knew she was trying to see if I was still attracted to her.

I wasn't. I felt nothing.

A/N: Ooh, Freddie doesn't love Carly anymore. Wonder what Sam's reaction is? Find out next chapter. It might be up later today, I love writing this more than iLose Control but don't worry, that will be finished too.