Gahhh, okay so I accidentaly deleted my happy birthday preview, and so now the last two chapter read the wrong ch. number x) Not that it really matters but it bugs me haha. So now there's 2 ch 10s, I believe. Anyways, I realize that while Sam and Freddie got together in the last chapter, it wouldn't be considered 'fluff' exactly. So maybe this will be a cuter chapter for you? Thanks so much for the reviews, guys. They keep me goin'. Oh, and Disclaimer because I haven't done one for a while : No, I don't own iCarly. On with the story :)

Chapter 10: Dreams (Month 7)

FREDDIE'S POV

We were in the park, under a tree, the sun shining in Sam's gold hair on this surprisingly warm spring Seattle day. It was everything I'd imagined and more and I still couldn't believe it. Sam Puckett and Freddie Benson a couple. It was weird, really, how it all flowed so easily with absolutely no awkwardness. After we kissed we kinda...went at it for a while before we made dinner and watched Terror Move 5 like any other night. We've now been technically 'together' for almost 3 weeks and it was moments like these that reminded me just how lucky I was. Sam was busy doodling in her sketch book while I absent mindedly played with a lock of her hair.

Sam closed the cap on her brown Sharpie marker (her favorites) "What d'you think, Freddison?" She asked, holding up her latest 'masterpiece'.

I studied the picture of Sam and I inside a turtle's shell filled with marbles with determined looks on our faces as we threw what looked like pigs and blankets at trees and scarecrows. I was clothed in an Easter Bunnie costume while Sam was clothed in Indian warrior fashion. In the background was a majestic castle...I was so confused. "What's the story here?" I asked, looking at her.

"You mean like my inspiration?"

I nodded.

She leaned back on knees and pulled tendrils of grass from the ground. "Well, it's actually a collection of dreams I've had in the past few weeks." She answered, not really looking at me.

"Really." I commented and smiled.

"Yeah," Sam glanced at me "Since my birthday. Anyways, I decided to draw it out. Because I've had some crazy ass dreams lately and when I'm old or whatever, I think it'd be pretty freakin' awesome if I look back and think of the total random stuff that was going through the eighteen year old younger me's brain...Weird?"

I noticed my mouth was slightly open and shut it closed. "No, not at all. You dreamt something like this ever since we started dating?"

Sam rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah." She handed me her sketch book to study the picture and pointed to the turtle shell. "That was the night that...Well, you know."

"We totally made out?" I teased, with a smirk.

"Freddie, gross"-

"Gross, but true." I stated and earned a smile

She laughed and flicked my forehead. "Oh, shut up. Anyways, I dreamt we were canoeing down Niagra Falls in an empty turtle shell. And everyone was clapping and cheering."

I grinned. "The end?"

"The end." She nodded. "Not much of a long story for once, huh?"

"Nope." I paused and gave the picture a onece over. "I had a dream the other night that you broke up with me." I mumbled quietly, then quickly hoped she didn't hear me. But I felt her eyes on me and I just had to meet back her stare. Stupid clear blue eyes.

She had her lower lip jutted out and her eyebrowns knitted tightly together. "What the hell, why?"

I shrugged. "It was a dream, I couldn't control it, it just happened." I defended myself. I was lying, I was texting Sam at like 2 in the morning and we were talking about 'us' or whatever and we got pretty deep. I remember I felt it was all too good to be true and wondered why someone as cool as Sam Puckett would want to date a dweeb like me. I guess my thoughts injected into my nightmare, which was very unessesary considering I was already feeling pretty down.

"Sure, sure. But I meant, why did I break up with you?" Sam looked truly concerned.

I shrugged again, trying to give off the impression that it hadn't effected me in the slightest. "It was just you and me talking and you were saying 'I'm sorry, but I can't do this' and that was pretty much it. Nothing that big. It was just a dream." I repeated, glancing at her to find a horrified expression plastered on her face. Oh, great. Why am I horrible at this boyfriend stuff? You shouldn't even mention the word 'Breaking', 'Splitting', or 'Sepperating' in the first month of a relationship.

"Were you having doubts?" She asked quietly "Because I'm not that heartless, Freddie."

I sighed. "I wasn't...doubtful, persay. I felt it was kinda to good to be real." I gave a short chuckle. "I'm a nerd and you're"-

Sam was grinning now. "Awesome, amazing, wonderful, tight, fluffy?"

"Maybe just a little bit." I smiled back. "Again, just a dream."

Sam sighed and punched my shoulder. "Dude, I'm only gonna say this once, mkay? I'm not going anywhere. I like you more than myself and you don't have to be nervous that I'ma leave out of no where. What I mean to say is, you're a dork, but you're my dork." She stood up, grabbing her purse filled with multi-coloured Sharpies "Now let's get some grub."

I stood up and gave her a toothy grin. "Awwwwwww, thanks Pwincess Puckett!" I said, teasing her.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." She said, but didn't try to hide a smile. She took hold of my left hand as we walked. "By the way, does this mean that Princess Puckett is considered a 'Pet Name' now?"

"If you want it to be, sure."

Sam mulled it over. "Na. I don't like labels, it ruins the fun."

I raised my eyebrow. "True." I rubbed my thumb over the top of her hand. Oh, how I marveled at how great it felt just to hold her dainty hand. "What about if we call eachother darling, or hun, or, oh I know, babe?" I suggested with a laugh.

"Hell to the no, Benson."

"Yeah, I thought so." I said, "And I'm guessing Frederly, Fredison, Fredwad, Freddork, etc wouldn't exactly be a Pet Name either?"

Sam shook her head. "Nope. They're just for fun. To change things up a bit. It's pretty cool how many nicknames I can come up with for you. It's a personal game of mine." She said, squeezing my hand lightly.

"No labels?" I asked.

"No labels."

I stopped and kissed Sam, long and hard, and stood back to watch her slowly open her eye lids. "Can you're tummy wait on food?" I asked, pouting my lip.

Sam just nodded, still dazed. I beamed. Yup, she's not going anywhere.

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