That January Night

(A/N I own iCarly! Yay yay yay! *Wakes up* No NO NO! Oh well…)

~~~Carly's POV~~~

Ew ew eww! Gross! Stupid trees! Now, I saw him go this way. EW! BUG! Hey, there he is, with Sam. I sneak closer, not trying to ruin the moment. He puts his hand on her face and tilts his head. What's that sound? I look to my right to see a bunny scampering away. Aww, cute. I turn my attention back to Sam and Freddie- WHOA! They were making out on a hill! Oh my god!

And no, I'm not jealous; I just can't believe that- THAT'S why he got all freaked out when I kissed him! Oh my chizz they're dating! That must be it! It… it… oh my god!

"What happened to no more secrets?" I shout, which forces them apart. They scramble up as I cross my arms. "When did you guys start dating, huh?" Their faces are beat red.

"We're not dating, really." Freddie says, shuffling his feet.

"Well then why were you… mllblll-ing?" I stick out my tongue and shake my head. They look at each other, shrug, and run off the cliff/hill. I scream, looking over the edged, but they land on their feet and take off.

~~~Freddie's POV~~~

I grab Sam's hand and fly through the air. "Bend your knees!" I tell her. With a thud we land. We start running, and running and running. Away from Carly. Away from the humiliation. Because I didn't really have an answer, because I didn't really know. I was in love with Carly for years but I kinda grew out of it. In love with…

OHMYGOD. It just hit me. I glace over at the determined look on her face and we sprint through the streets of Seattle. I've been so… blind! I never hated Sam. I- I lo-

"Where are we going?" She yells. I grab her hand as we turn a corner.

"You'll see!" We turn the corner as the Bushwell Plaza comes into view. We dart across the street, ignoring the honks from cars. I steer her to the elevator, covering her hand which displayed a rude gesture to a screaming Lewbert. I push the number eight as many times as I can before the elevator doors close. We lean back panting as the elevator rises up.

"I think-" pant, "she's gone." I sneak a glance at her. Ding!

She follows my down the hall to the window. "WHOA! I know you're stressed right now, but this isn't gonna solve anything." She exclaims, wrenching me from the window. Silly girl.

"I'm not gonna jump." I smirk, leading her back to the maze of fire escapes. We meander our way to one very special fire escape, one with a blue folding chair. I plop down in it and sigh. She resumes her place on the windowsill.

"Déjà vous much?" she asks. I laugh as she knocks on the door. I turn to her and motion for her to 'come in'. Standing up, I actually turn on the music; Running Away by AM.

"That was really brave, what you did." I say, sitting on the step. She laughs, moving over to me.

"Well, lean!" She smirks.

"What about the rest of it?"

"That's not important right now." I lean, greeting my lips with hers. And just like that night in January, my head explodes. It's that January night all over again, except with its more Sam. By that I mean more passion, dominance, ferocity, and more punch. She snakes her hands around my neck as I place mine on her hips. We pull back and turn our heads in sync and go back in. Eight minutes later, my mom broke us apart.

"Freddie?" I scramble in after Sam. We both jump, landing on our own beds.

"Yeah mom?" I pick up a magazine and flip it right side up. Mom comes in with a tray of-

"Do either of you want a cucumber cup?"

Ten years ago, this exact moment, is when I proposed to Sam. It was on our very last episode of iCarly. Gibby held the camera as I walked up to her. I grabbed her hands and in front of 1.8 million fans told her that she was the most amazing person that came into my life and I wanted to be with her forever. Ten years ago, in 27 seconds, I knelt down and told her I loved her. Ten years ago, in 34 seconds, I pulled out a ring and slipped it onto her finger. Ten years ago, in 41 seconds, she nodded, only once, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. Nine years, seven months and an hour ago, Sam gave birth to two beautiful twins, Nathan and Jennette. Nine years and two months ago, Carly give birth to Gibby's (I know, right?) kids, Miranda and Noah. They got married a week after we did.

Now, Sam, Carly, Gibby, Nathan and Jennette, Miranda and Noah, and I all sit around a large table. Carly made up with Sam and me. I stand up, raising my glass of peppy cola. "To us."

"To us!" we drink. Spencer comes out bringing a large tray of Spaghetti Tacos. He bumps the stereo with his hip and music starts playing. The doorbell rings. Spencer opens the door to reveal Wendy, Ted, Tasha, Jake, and a whole bunch of other people from school, a few with kids. We spend the next few hours talking and eating until Wendy finds Nathan and Miranda kissing in the iCarly studio. Tomorrow I'll go to work as a famous movie producer and Sam as a teacher (she teaches a cooking class.)

Jennette and Nathan, as Carly tells us, turned just like you'd imagine. Long, curly, light brown colored hair with excessive amounts of blonde strands, blue eyes and a love for computers. Nathan has dusty blonde hair with strands of my chocolate hair, brown eyes, and has a knack for getting in trouble. I lean over and kiss my beautiful wife, and feel the same magic I did when I was 18. The song changes to Running Away by AM. And to think, this all happened because of the lightning that showed me her face. Hmm, I guess lighting can save your life.

(A/N

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