Chapter 9
Freddie's POV

I woke up in Sam's bed but one important component was missing . . . Sam. Her scent was still strong and it was all over me, she had repositioned herself in the middle of the night placing her head on my chest and I ran my fingers through her curls they were even softer than I expected and having such access to her skin. Anyway it was over now daylight had broken and it was time to get up and be killed or pretend it never happened.

I found Sam in the living room surrounded by textbooks and the letters Carly had given her. She looked up at me but said nothing then returned to her work.

"Hey," I said sitting on the couch beside her.

"I forgot I had this paper due on Monday," she sighed and reached for her laptop, "five pages of horror . . . it might not be so bad I'm pretty good at writing papers." She ran her fingers through her hair in a stressed like fashion.

"You . . . good at writing papers, now that something I wouldn't have expected, not as a typical norm anyway . . . I mean you are good at making things up but when it comes to looking up actual facts I would think you would find it too boring." I laughed and she started typing.

"Go away Benson," was all she said, not even did she give me another glance but I was too selfish to really leave the room so I fiddled with her stuff and watched her work. It seemed that she was working on some sort of literary paper.

"So how far have you gotten?" I asked after a few minutes of silence.

"One and a half pages . . . almost two, but this is going to take all day." She groaned and stretched, "I've pretty much ran out of things to say. Good thing I had highlighted points already to go and pages folded down the whole nine, but after I finish this paragraph I will have to enlist the help of wiki or something to get me through this one." She laughed.

"You don't want my help?"

"No . . . I can do this one on my own you can go out and do whatever nubs do on the weekend." She smirked a little.

"Since I'm such a nub I want to sit right here and do nothing." I said lying back on the couch.

"Just don't distract me because I've got to get this done. I can't believe I forgot about this stupid paper!" She growled then looked at me, "chips." I rolled my eyes and got up and went to the kitchen.

"You know you could ask!" I chided as I walked back to her barbeque chips in tow.

"Yeah I could . . .," she took the bag and shoved a handful into her mouth, "want some?" she asked with her mouth full. I took the bag; my mom would snap knowing that chips were my food of choice for my first meal of the day.

"This is the second time you've offered me food I'm beginning to think you like me." I teased and she grumbled something under her breath. "What was that?"

"I said, nothing has changed between us, I feel the same way about you that I did when I first met you. You are just Freddie the nub that's it! And I'm tired of everyone trying to tell me otherwise!" She got up and went to go to the kitchen but then stopped and stomped her foot.

"Are . . . you . . . . okay?" She was scaring me. I never seen her so worked up quite this way I couldn't really understand over what all I could grasps is that was about me.

"You know I hate being pressured into anything and I hate being told what to do, you know that right?" I nodded. "Well why did I decide to go to a stupid shrink? That's all she does she tries to tell me what I'm thinking and what . . . I'm feeling." Her eye contact ran from my eyes down to my lips.

"What are you feeling?" Maybe she was going to admit it; maybe all we needed was this time alone together to realize that we were meant to be together.

"I'm confused aren't you? Why were YOU in my bed last night? Why were YOU holding me?" She sat back down beside me, "For that matter why did I go out with YOU? Why did I let YOU into my room? We shouldn't have done any of that Carly's gonna be pissed when I tell her." Her eyes saddened.

"Why are you going to tell her?" I wasn't scared by this news I just felt no reason for Carly to know my business.

"You remember how she behaved when we had kissed? She acted as if we committed some sort of crime by not telling her? We both promised to be completely honest." She sat back down and took some pill out of her pocket and popped it into her mouth.

"What was that?" I asked and she rolled her eyes at me.

"Look I don't want to talk about this cheez anymore, pretend I never said anything." She got up and slammed the laptop closed.

"I really don't care about that right now. What did you just take?" I grabbed her cheeks and tried to force her mouth open and she punched me in the gut . . . reminding me that I was still dealing with Sam. I curled over holding my stomach.

"If I want you in my business I'll force you into it, else wise butt out!" She threw all her stuff into a bag and went to leave the room. "Since you're up I can have my room back and before you ask I don't want company!" She hissed before disappearing into the back.

"Fine!" Was the only clever comeback I could think of that girl, that monster of a female was freaking crazy on the verge of bipolar. She was so sweet to me yesterday and now because are conversation was a little too deep she becomes hateful. If that's how she was as a friend I couldn't imagine her as a girlfriend. Still part of me was concerned for her . . . what kind of pills had the doctor prescribed for her anyway? Maybe she really did have serious medical issues we didn't know about. I wanted to follow her into her room but I knew all that would cause was another blow up and my stomach couldn't take another hit, I would give her privacy eventually she would have to come out . . . seriously as much as Sam ate I wouldn't be surprised if she came out within the next half hour. I cut on the TV and decided to get a head start on my own homework the other classes I currently attend are easy to point of being mindless the only reason I'm taking two of them is to bump up my GPA I have a 3.5 I plan to graduate with at least a 3.8 it's a personal goal, Sam's GPA is surprisingly a 3.2, I accidentally found her transcript laying in her binder that "accidentally" fell to the floor.

As much as I hated to admit being this close to Sam and not being in the room with her was kind of hard. Even when we were younger we were always kind of close and always engaging in some sort of physical interaction, whether it be hitting or standing so close that are arms are touching . . . just close. "This is driving me insane." I said to no one in particular I grabbed my coat and headed over to Gibby's.


Sam's POV

"Freddie what are you doing in here? I told you to get out!" I screamed at him and threw a pillow at his face that to my dismay he caught.

"Sam," he climbed onto the bed with me, "you're dreaming . . . that little pill you took knocked you out and now you're subconscious is forcing you to deal with me." He trailed he pointer finger along my cheek and moved away as if repelled by his touch.

"Why would it do a stupid think like that?" I snapped violently and then slapped his hand away since my not so subtle movement wasn't enough.

"Because you're in love with me and it's eating you away inside," he scooted closer to me, "this is the only way you can't escape me." He leaned into me, and I continued to move away from him until I ended up lying on my back. His breath tickled at my neck.

"Come on Sam wake up!" I whispered all the while my heart raced with the anticipated that his lips might touch the most sensitive areas of my neck.

"Do you really want to Puckett?" He looked up at me with his freaking golden brown eyes. "Think about it Sam . . . this is the one place where you could give in and no one would have to know . . . it is after all your dream." He resumed his positioning his body half on top of mine pressing gently, he placed one firm yet gentle kiss on the nape of my neck and I shuddered. I placed my hands on his shoulders and pushed him a little.

"Stop . . . I can't . . . I don't know how to . . . I don't see how this would work." I spoke honestly if it was really a dream I could afford that much.

"That's the beauty of it Sam we don't have to worry about that right now it's a dream, our dream. We can just do this." This time his lips met mine and immediately our kiss was passionate, he pulled me into his lap and ran his fingers along my sides and back while we made out. After a while finger and through my hair as he delivered wet kisses to my neck. My chest cavity never worked so hard in its life I felt like I was going to hyperventilate. I never thought like this my sister who had already enjoyed the bliss of doing the wild thing and had kinky dreams all the time, I on the other hand thought they were gross . . . until now.

"Do you want to lie down?" He spoke breathlessly in my ear and I nodded anxiously, he laid my down gently allowing his hand to glide up my thigh.

"Freddie I've never . . ." He looked at me knowingly and kissed me gently on the cheek.

"It's okay this is your dream . . . all I want to do is make you make feel good." He wrapped my legs around his waist and placed his lips on my neck again. "Does this feel good?"

"Yeah Freddie . . . it feels so good."

"SAM!" I felt someone nudge my shoulder violently as I began to wake I saw Hailey staring me in the face.

"How did you get in?" I said rubbing my head I was still a little dizzy since the medicine hadn't completely worn off.

"Somebody left the door open you're lucky it was me and not some psycho freak!" She huffed and looked at me all wide eyed.

"What? Where's Benson?" I said sitting up and she looked at me with girlie smirk on her face.

"Wouldn't you like to know! You called out his name in your sleep." She said bluntly and obviously felt that she was entitled to details. I was annoyed that this was the second time that I had spoken in my sleep and each time I was busted and had to explain myself I was going to have invest in a chain lock for my door.

"I was having a nightmare trust me if you lived with Freddie you'd have them too." I sighed dramatically hoping that she would interrogate me. Hailey was anything but stupid and once she had a feeling about something she latched onto it until the life was sucked out of it . . . sort of like Carly's obsession with Freddie.

"If it was a nightmare why were you telling him how good it felt?" She arched her eyebrow. I couldn't explain this one away I seriously was thinking of alternative reasons I could have said what I said but I just buried my head in my hands.

"Just leave it alone!" I mumbled frustrated I wanted this whole deal to just go away. "What are you doing here anyway? Shouldn't you be out enjoying your Davey Wavy." I laughed.

"Yeah we have a date later but don't change the subject how long have you been wanting to get into Benson's pants?" She questioned eagerly.

"I don't want that! I just have stupid dreams, dreams never mean what they you think they mean." That's what my professor said anyway that dreams where a mixture of events that mingle together but they rarely meant what the obvious message was.

"I think your wrong . . . I was told by my professor that a dream represents events of you day that cling to subconscious. Why is Freddie clinging to your subconscious?" She poked me in the shoulder.

"Maybe it's because we went on a date last night sort of." I got of the bed and went to get some clothes out of my dresser and I caught my reflection in the mirror. I couldn't recognize myself I was turning into someone else, I couldn't tell if I liked or hated her, hell I wasn't sure if I liked the person I thought I was anyway. I just knew that if I gave into what this was with Freddie I would have to embrace this new version of myself fully. I wasn't ready for that. Something had changed with him today I could tell . . . he looked at me as if he expected something. I felt pressured by his stare but all he had done was pick at me and I flew off the handle that's why I took the pill because I didn't want snap and I didn't want to runaway, I just wanted to fall asleep and start my day over again.

"Hello, Earth to Samantha?" She waved her hands in the air trying to get my attention.

"Don't call me that!" Freddie calls me that when we argued, it amused me the distain he let drip through with his emphasis SamanTHA, laughed to myself.

"Okay . . . Sam at least you're still part of the land of the living? You went on a date with Freddie why?"

"I like free stuff." I shrugged but the excuse was becoming a little lame considering recent events. "We went to a movie it wasn't really a date . . . we ate afterwards." Then I woke up with my head on his chest the morning after one of his hands tangled in my hair and the other around my waist. I stayed there for a moment because I was baffled by it, the whole sensation of being so close.

"If all of this was small and insignificant then why do you keep spacing out? You can admit it to me who am I going to tell?" I just frowned at Hailey wishing she would disappear.

"Did you come here to piss me off or was there a reason for you coming?"

"I just wanted to hang out but I don't think you are in the mood it looks like you could use another nap." She laughed and patted my shoulder. "I can let myself out . . . oh and Sam you do like Freddie I just hope that you admit before something screwy happens."


Freddie's POV

I came home late I was avoiding Sam I spent the whole day with Gibby and his girlfriend which was torture within itself seeing a way too happy couple engage in PDA every five minutes was sickening at best. When I walked through the door I found Sam past out on the couch . . . my couch. "Great!" I sighed and shook her foot and she kicked at me.

"Shove off Newbert!" She murmured in her sleep, it was crazy that Newbert made it into her dreams before I did.

"Dream about me Sam," I moved one strand of her hair behind her ear and she frowned and wiggled her nose up. "Cute." My question was where was I supposed to sleep I knew she wouldn't be happy if I ended up in her bed again.

"I guess I'll hit the floor." I grabbed a pillow and a blanket and was set to sleep on the floor beside the couch when I noticed a letter in her hand; actually all of the fan letters were by her feet.

Dear Sam,

OMG! Not that I should have favorites but you are my favorite on the show! I of course want to know all the same things as the others how have you been, are you in college, are you seeing anybody. I was Seddie back in the day so I'm kinda curious if you ever felt anything for Freddie. I always kind of thought you did, it was just something about the way you would look at the camera sometimes that made me think you were looking at us you were looking him. Carly never gave that look only you. I hope I haven't overstepped and asked too much. I hope you pick my question to answer. I can't wait for the reunion show!

Loyal Fan
Stacey

I had forgotten about all of the Creddie and Seddie stuff, it used to trip us all out back then that people thought that just because a guy and a girl hang out all the time that they should be together or like each other. But in reality they weren't competely wrong, I did like Carly desperately . . . but we never could get why they thought Sam and I would make a good fit. I mean we had kissed but it's not like we had told the fans and that kissed wasn't supposed to mean anything.

"Kiss me." She murmured and I looked up at her I wanted her to be thinking of me like she was the night before. I decided it would be too tempting to stay in the same room with her so I picked her up and carried her to her room to my surprise she was kind of light. I just always suspected that she would be a little heavy because of how strong she was. I laid her down gently and went to release her but hands clung around my neck.

"Freddie," she whined desperately, "please." I was confused what did she want from me.

"Please what Sam? What do you want?" I whispered in her ear hoping that she would respond. She groaned and pulled me closer, I assumed that she wanted me to stay. I reached behind me and released her grip around my neck and lay on the far opposite side of the bed not wanting a repeat of anything from yesterday. She reached for my hand it was something simple that I could give her so slipped my hand under hers. "Night Sam."

"Freddie," she murmured as she pulled my hand closer to her chest and placed it on her heart. I didn't know what Sam was really feeling I just knew that I wanted her to want me to be around her this badly when she was awake to reach out and want to touch me and not hit me.

"I'm going to make you like me Sam." I scooted closer and she did too.

"Okay." She muttered before she fell into a deep sleep and her subtle snoring took over the night.


Author's Note:

This chapter was inspired by the new episode of iCarly that debuted 11/19/10. I tickled me that the talked about the war between Creddie and Seddie. Hmmm I wonder was side I'm on? Lol Anyway I hope you like the chapter please read and review. More drama is coming Seddie's way. Oh and please tell me if you think I'm getting to graphic because I can scale back.