Okie dokie, well it seems like people liked the last chapter so I'm gonna try something new. I'm going to have this chapter from two perspectives.. And you will just have to read it to see whom. Last chapter was a little short for me and I probably will have some shorter chapters for awhile but they are going to be good, I think? Anyways don't own iCarly blah blah blah.

Sam and Spencer's story.

"I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me"? One second I am fine and having a good time even though it was in my former shit hole of a apartment and next thing I know the nub is carrying me to Carly's car and here I am feeling so low even though I am laying on Carly's lap and she is playing with my hair which I love. I know said these meds take sometimes week's to kick in fully but this is re-fucking-ridiculous. I mean I always have been down but became the bad-ass people know to stop myself from being hurt, you know "hurt them before they can hurt you," and that always worked even growing up with mama. But this fudge bag stalker has completely broke down all my walls which is what Dr. Paxil called them saying they were "survival instincts to help me cope with the abuse I suffered my whole life." I guess my mind had put up a front to protect myself. I haven't been this scared since my mother boyfriend Steven tried to have his way with me, luckily I was able to slice his face and make it to Carly's but still that is nothing compared to now. I don't know who this guy is or what he looks like and that is very scary to me.

These meds are also fucking with me,They are making me gain weight and it's not bad now but if Carly and Spencer didn't force me to exercise everyday to curb my more extreme behavior on 's orders I would probably be like 150lbs now. Actually the routine the Shay's have me on is actually helping me more than they think, not only is it structure like I have never had but it also gives me a outlet for my excess energy that I seem to always have. When Lacrosse starts followed by field hockey I will have even more of a release for my pent up anger and energy. Even with sports some of the best times of the week are when me and Carly just go jogging or the weekends when Spencer takes us hiking, all of it helps me get the excess energy I have gone and keep off the weight gain that Geodon and Trileptal seem to be causing.

But nothing has seemed to help me with my depression, Dr. Paxil put me on Welbutrin but It seems to be taking forever to kick in but I really hope these feelings go away cause I am sooooo tired of crying especially in front of Fredork. Actually Freddie isn't that bad, when I wasn't able to help Melanie cause of my own issues he was there and to be honest they are really cute together. Freddie and me have gotten closer as of lately and I consider him the brother I never had, I think I gave him such a hard time before because he was competition for Carly's love, I knew it would never have happened but he is a guy and at the time I thought he had more of a shot then I did and it pissed me off. I know I have picked on him for years but I have realized that I must have unconsciously been in love with Carly for years, I mean look at the fact's, we were pretty much a couple since that fateful day in school, I mean we even had pet names for each other (cupcake and mamma are not nicknames no matter what the circumstances). Yeah we both dated guys along the way but it never lasted longer than a few months because it never felt right, add in the fact that most of them got jealous over having to share us with each other. We also found some way to sabotage each other relationships and don't even get me started on those damn dreams about the soup monster.

This stalker is really freaking me out though. I mean it was funny at first because at first he seemed like any other crazed fan, but we quickly learned he was completely nut-balls and it got scary. And when Melanie was raped I just couldn't deal, I mean the guy thought she was me and the unspeakable thing he did to her was meant for me, but instead Melanie who I promised to protect has to live with that nightmare for the rest of her life and she hasn't been the same since. I mean if I just knew who he was I would go and deal with him and not with a butter sock... more like a pad lock sock. I mean I'm tough and would have fought with all my might but what if I wasn't able to stop him, I just don't know if I would have been strong enough to deal with something like that. People think I'm the strong one because I can take it and dish it at the same time, but Melanie is 10x's stronger than me. I could take all the physical stuff mom and her boyfriends dealt out but when it came to the the emotional, verbal, and sometimes sexual stuff I turned into a big baby. Melanie on the other had would take the verbal and emotional stuff in stride and would even step in when our mother would lash out at me with her tongue taking the heat off of me. Yeah I didn't like to talk about her with anyone but Carly but that didn't mean I didn't love her, I was just pissed that she found a way out and left me to deal with that living hell. I mean we still talked all the time and if I couldn't tell Carly something I told Melanie, Melanie had even called the cops a few times when she could tell it was getting bad and I love her forever for things like that. She is just as much my protector as I am her's, we just protect each other from different aspects of life.

What scares me even more and pretty much has me scared to death is that letter I read. "If I can't have Sam then no one can," and even more is the fact that he's "going to deal with the Sam and Carly situation," which means he want's to hurt Carly too. I mean what if he hurt's or kill's one of us and is caught before he get's to the other one? Even if we were not intimate there is no way that either of us could survive with out the other we are just so connected. I'd hate to think of what would happen to Carly because I know I would rather die than be without her. I hope there is something in those letters that help find this creep or give us something to go on, I saw Freddie go up to the iCarly studio when he came in probably to go through the letters. If anyone can find something it will be him, I mean dude is a genius at most stuff.

A couple minutes later Spencer walks through the door to the loft looking rather proud of himself, a grin on his face that quickly turns to one of concern when he see's the girls. "Ok, why is Sam so white and what happened"? Spencer asks the girls "We had finished getting their stuff in the truck Socko lent us..." Spencer freaks out "Is everything okay did any of you get hurt"? "No one got hurt, well no one got hurt physically," Carly reassures him "as we were about to head out of there Sam decided to check their mail box and there were at least twenty letter stuffed in with the other mail, all from the stalker," Carly tells him "we found Sam on the floor clutching a pretty nasty one." she finishes "Where is Freddie"? Spencer asks " He said he had something to do in the studio," Carly tells Spencer "I'm pretty sure he is up there trying to figure something out from the letters and didn't want to get any of us upset." Carly guesses "Well I'm going to go up there and see if he needs help going through them," Spencer says as he heads to the stairs "you girls need anything or are you fine"? He asks before he heads up the stairs. "No I think were cool." Carly assures him. "Well if you need anything just holler." He says as he heads up the stairs thinking about how one guy has changed their lives.
"Everything was going so great a few months ago" Spencer thought but one sick fuck has turned everything around, not that it wasn't already complicated thanks to Pam Puckett, the twins bitch of a mother. Now he had a house full of teenage women that had issues he couldn't just go to the drug store to fix as well as needing help from himself. He was one of three people that got to see the true Sam and that was only in miniscule doses but now he saw who she truly was and knew why and it broke his heart. Melanie he had always been fond of her and she was such a sweet girl and to go through what she went through in the past and especially recently, it was a miracle she was functioning as well as she is. And then there was his baby sister Carly, he had a whole new respect for her considering what she had realized and how strong she had been for the twins despite her life changing ten fold. He had always had it easy with Carly, she was very bright and extremely self sufficient even when she was younger and while he could support her with the occasional sculpture he still received money from his father and grandfather which helped him give her everything she needed. But now that he had to other girls to feed and clothe (and don't even get him started on the bathroom situation) he had been forced to really grow up and become much more responsible. While his passion was sculpting the recent paintings he had done had thanks to the kid's gotten him a lot of press and were selling for at least double what his sculptures sold for and a few of them had sold for way more than that when they were showcased at auction houses and sold to private collectors. He was finally having the art career he had dreamed of but he also had to make time for three teenage girls that each needed special treatment.

Sam needed the most help after years of severe abuse and neglect, Melanie was less of a mess until the rape, and Carly needed to talk to someone about what was happening in her life at the moment (because let's face it, the girl is neurotic as they come and that was before she realized she was in love with Sam) and thankfully Socko's uncle-in-law had been able to see them at a reduced priced which combined with his insurance was actually rather cheap. Still not everything could be fixed with sessions and medicine, he had to give much more of himself. Sam didn't know it because he made everyone follow it as well but he had her on a special diet to help with the weight gain from the med's she was taking, as well as making sure with Carly's help that she didn't just mope around the house and actually got out and got vigorous exercise. He also had to deal with the fact that Melanie was on a good day shy around other men and sometimes down right fearful, he had been making progress by bringing some of his guy friends around and having them interact with her on a small levels which seemed to be working, add in the interaction she got when she was at school and she seemed to be doing better.

While not the hardest change, his sister coming out had been a adjustment and the fact that it was with her best friend made it even harder, at first he had been vigilant with them trying not to let them be alone for long periods of time. But he soon realized that it was a futile point because they had been best friends since they were little so for him to all of a sudden be hovering over them was weird and just awkward. He finally just gave up using the excuse that at least Carly couldn't get pregnant, but He did ask them that they do the more heavy stuff upstairs or when they knew he wouldn't be walking in on them. Holding hands and light kisses was okay and to tell the truth they were adorable when they were together that way. Like he had told them he would have been a hypocrite to forbid them from being together when he had gay friends and associates, not that he ever had a problem with it in the first place. He just wanted the make out session and heavy petting out of view because she still is his baby sister and he would have been the same if Sam was a guy actually he would have harsher on them. So far they had stuck to those rules and everything was going fine in that regard.

What was really bothering him was this fucking stalker. He had been in contact with the detectives with the special victims unit at least twice a week at first and they might have a tire track but they couldn't tell if it was from the right vehicle and there were a lot of vehicles that used this particular tire, also Melanie had said the vehicle had no signs on it. Since he had used protection there was no physical evidence unless they found the actual vehicle, so for now it was a cold case, until more evidence came up. He hoped the letters Freddie was going through held some kind of evidence. He was thinking this as he walked into the studio.
"Any luck Freddie"? Spencer says as he sits in one of the bean bag chairs "Nope and it is so frustrating, he starts out calm then gradually grows angrier until he threatens Carly," Spencer jumps up "HE DOES WHAT"? Spencer yells and begins pacing around the room. "yeah he threatens Carly a couple times and then his last two letters are eerily calm and he pretty much threatens both Carly and Sam." Freddie concludes.

"This is bullshit, we don't know where he is our who he is and now he is threatening my sister and a girl I consider a sister," Spencer says grabbing his hair in frustration "well then, we need to get these to the cops so they can dust and check for other stuff cops do." He says as he grabs the letters. "It pisses me off Spencer but I doubt they will find much," Freddie says sadly "What do you mean"? Spencer asks. "well first he used regular paper you can get almost anywhere also he hand wrote each one, if he had used a computer or typewriter they could tell which one he used" he explains "but because he hand wrote them in ink they can't, especially considering I saw quite a few smudges and no finger prints in them." Freddie says "What that mean"? Spencer asks "Means the ass face wore gloves when he wrote them, only way they might catch him is if his DNA is in the system and there is skin flakes or hair in one of the envelopes." Freddie explains "How do you know this chizz Freddie"? Spencer asks " My mother made me take a mother son forensic class." Freddie says embarrassed. "Well let's hope the cop's find something anyways." Spencer says as Freddie and he head down stairs.

Spencer gives the kids some money for pizza as he heads out the door. "I'll be back whenever, you all behave and lock the doors behind me" And with that Spencer is out the door and on his way to the Police station. After pizza and a little TV Freddie passes out along with Melanie who is snuggled up with him. Carly wakes Sam up and they head upstairs after placing a afghan over the other couple, they then head up stairs where they pass out, Carly's arms around Sam who has her head buried in Carly's chest.

There you go I know I promised to try to pump out two yesterday but things came up. But I made up for it by finally letting Sam out of her box in my brain and giving Spencer some type face. Now you who have reviewed saying my use of quotation makes the story a little hard to follow, did I do it right this time? Please review people and critique all you want, just makes me a better writer. Anyway next chapter is about the first iCarly since the attack and Carly and Sam coming out publicly. But don't worry I always add extra stuff so for all you know they could find Atlantis. Anyways I hope you all liked this chapter, I had fun writing it.