i See the Future
Chapter 10: A Vanished Future and a New Past
A/N: Last chapter :( I'm thinking of adding an epilogue at the end; so tell me whether or not you think one is necessary after you have finished reading the chapter. Before we go on, I wanted to bring up a question one of my reviews asked "-" If you look back, the future Sam wasn't in her room when Freddie was writing his note. If she had walked in, then she would have seen him. When she walked in, Freddie was materializing back and the smoke blocked her view. The smoke hasn't come for Sam yet. Okay, good news: Here it is…Bad news: I don't own iCarly.
She felt increasingly tired with each step. She would not let the tiredness get in the way of the urgency. She was fully materialized now and would be able to save Freddie. Freddie stopped in the middle of the road. He turned around to look at Sam and, to his astonishment, his eyes met, not the blue eyes of the present Sam, but the saddened blue eyes of the future Sam.
His face contorted in puzzlement and, in only two seconds, realized what the future Sam was about to do…what was about to happen…
Freddie shouted "No!" as the future Sam pushed him out of the way of the car's path. The future Sam knew what was about to happen…but she had done it; Freddie was alive. The future would be different now. She hoped dying wasn't as painful as it looked.
She closed her eyes…and thought of Freddie…
Freddie got back up on his feet, ignoring the pain from his right knee and his road-scraped hands. The idiot driver had just speeded away, doing the "run" part of a hit and run.
The future Sam was lying in the middle of the road. One of her arms was bent at an unusual angle. Her head was bleeding a lot…she was going to die. She let out a low moan when Freddie came near.
He knelt down beside her. The future Sam gasped, "Left pocket!" The gasping had taken a lot of effort…Freddie took her hand. She gave a weak smile…then her eyes went blank. Freddie choked back a sob. He reached into her left pocket. It was the letter he had wrote to her. She wanted him to keep it. He could, and always would now, remember her by it…
The Present Sam's POV
Sam was confused and scared. She didn't know what was going on. All of a sudden, some lady ran out from behind her. Her long, wavy, blonde hair was put up in the back just like hers…odd.
Sam saw a dark green car speeding towards Freddie. She yelled his name. Carly was yelling too. Freddie didn't seem to hear them. She almost closed her eyes in fear, but to close one's eyes is to accept whatever is about to happen. She would not let Freddie get run over.
But there was nothing, in her power, that she could do. She was frozen to the spot, watching the weird, blonde lady running toward Freddie. She better watch out too, otherwise she could be hurt. Freddie turned around in the middle of the road. Sam couldn't see his face because that lady blocked her view.
The next part happened like some horror move, or some unbelievable plot. The car was but a foot away and the lady pushed Freddie out of the way. Sam felt relief for Freddie, remorse for thinking the lady was weird when she had saved Freddie, and gratitude towards her all at once.
Once the moron driver had sped away with a squeak of tires, Sam saw Freddie kneel down beside the lady. She allowed him one minute of time with her, in which he took something from her pocket, before she approached them.
She cautiously looked across the road, but there weren't any cars now. She walked to the middle of the road; almost not believing her body was able to move after that big shock. She knelt down besides Freddie, looking at his tear-filled eyes.
Sam looked at the lady and was frightened…even though the lady's face was bloody, she could recognize her own features. This was…herself.
"Freddie?" She asked, wanting an explanation. Before Freddie could answer, Carly ran past them, muttering about how long Spencer was taking. She called over her shoulder, "I'm getting Spencer!" She didn't see the future Sam's face…she didn't realize it was Sam.
Freddie put a piece of paper that he had been holding into one of his pockets. "Sam, can you…help me carry her to the sidewalk?"
"Sure…can you tell me what's going on?"
"I'll tell you. But let's move her before another car comes."
Sam nodded. She looked at her future self once more. To her surprise, smoke billowed out from around her dead future self. Freddie backed up. She did as he did, still confused and not understanding anything.
Suddenly, the smoke stopped. It had been gaining thickness, but it stopped halfway through. It didn't fade- it vanished. Along with the smoke, the future had Sam disappeared. She glanced at Freddie…he looked puzzled.
"Sam! There's a car coming!" We dashed off to the side with the hill dotted with marigolds, where Carly had been. The car passed us at normal speed.
"Freddie, what happened? And who was that? Was that…me?"
"It's gonna be a long explanation…and there are still some things that I don't understand…"
The future Spencer's POV
The future Spencer was sitting in the worn attic…just waiting. He really hoped Sam found another way to save Freddie. If only, on that day, if only he had not waited for the manager and asked about a smoothie sculpture sponsoring system…and tried to make one. Then perhaps he wouldn't have taken so long. He would have been there to tell Carly not to run across the road…and Freddie when he followed.
He hoped Sam had found a way. A better way than death…because if she were to die, then Freddie would still be alive. The whole future would be different. He would even be different.
As he thought of this, he noticed the attic was getting lighter. Maybe it was just his eyes, straining for some sign of smoke to announce Sam was back. Things were definitely lighter now. And speaking of light, he felt light headed. He looked down at his body. He was disintegrating.
He wished the future Sam the best of luck as he closed his eyes…
Sam's POV
"But how did you know what happened?" Sam sniffed.
"I read a couple diaries of hers, er, yours." Freddie replied.
"Wait a second…were those putrid pink?" Sam asked angrily.
"Well…"
"How dare you…but…you know?"
"I know that you…love me, yes." Sam looked away. Freddie handed Sam the letter from his pocket. Sam read it. When she finished reading it, she handed it back.
"You wrote that…for her?"
"For you."
"Right…but wait…that means…" Sam looked into Freddie's eyes. He had been through a lot. He had been willing to die so the lives of others would remain unchanged. And he had written a letter to her so she could forgive herself. Her crush for him blossomed into true love and devotion. They both knew they loved the other now.
Freddie was close. Close enough to kiss… Sam saw Carly leading Spencer across the road. Freddie simply put his arm around her.
"Guys! What happened to that woman that died?" Carly asked.
"I don't understand, but I'll take a guess." Freddie spoke up, leaving his arm around Sam. "The time machine came to take her back. It was going to bring her back to the future, but somehow the smoke realized she had died. So the smoke made her vanish…I dunno why…"
"I think I know." Sam turned her head toward Freddie. "My future self changed the future! Because you aren't dead, my future will be different! But I don't die in the future because the present me is here, alive and so are you. I won't have to save you now! It all makes sense! She disappeared because, if you didn't die, then she wouldn't exist!"
"Um, I don't know about you, Carly,…but I'm more confused now than ever!" Spencer exclaimed.
"Yeah…Can you explain it again?" Carly asked.
Freddie and Sam took turns telling Freddie's story.
"That's impossible!" Carly cried. "It's sounds just so…unbelievable. I wish I could have seen the face of the lady who died to know if it really was you, Sam."
"It was me. What about you, Spencer…what do you think?"
"I believe every word." Spencer stated solemnly.
"What made you believe?" Carly asked.
"I'm dating a girl named Amanda…" There was silence as they all digested the situation.
"So it really happened…and the future changed?" Carly received a nod of the head from Sam as the answer to her question.
"Let's just head home." Spencer headed towards the parked car. Carly followed him. After Carly came Freddie and Sam, holding hands…
A/N: Sniff, sniff, happy tears! Check out the epilogue please! Thanks so much for reading my story! I have over 4,000 hits.
With all my purple fuzzleness,
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