Sam's Dark Past

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly. I think I should say CSI: Crime Scene Investigation as well.

A/N: So it begins here, I believe Jackie Trent was in the 3rd grade, so she was at least 8, since that's how old I was. Therefore, it's been 8 years and the characters are 16

Chapter 11 (Fighting at the School)

"So do we have any weapons?" Grissom asked as he and Freddie walked to the car.

"Yes, I've packed a few weapons from last night. I have a knife and I think that's all I'm going to need," Freddie said quietly. "Are you much of a fighter, will you use that gun if you have to?"

"Yeah, I can shoot, but I don't want to do so."

"Your whole team is in danger, I think you're going to wind up needing to shoot that weapon." Freddie and Grissom got into the car and started to drive toward the airport. "I think we should head toward New York City first, we should get the big town out of the way first."

"What about your school?"

"I'm not going by my school, there is no reason to do so today."

"Well, is that your school right there?" Grissom pointed to a building with a large crowd outside the front doors. Freddie raised his eyebrow and parked the car next to the building.

"What's going on here?" Freddie asked as he parked the car, he recently received his drivers license, his mother was more lenient on him having one than Sam's mom was for her. In short, he was the first and only one of the three to have a driver's license, Carly only had a permit. Freddie looked over to see Gibby running up to him.

"Freddie, there's a crazed person inside the school!" Gibby said quickly.

"You realize school doesn't start for another hour and thirty minutes, why is everyone here?"

"Well it's only just a few people who want to see the Principal get out safely."

"Principal Franklin's inside?" Freddie looked at the doors as Grissom stepped next to him. "Grissom, we're going in there."

"We are? Do we even know who is in there?" Grissom asked as Freddie pushed through the crowd of people.

"I have no idea, but I'm definitely going to try and get my principal out of this building." Freddie slammed his fist on the door and started shouting, he heard a voice from inside and crossed his arms. "Okay, I'm going to assume the door is locked, and I'm going to enter through a window." Freddie walked over to a nearby window and smashed it, he then entered and Grissom followed into the school.

"Okay, so where to from here?" Freddie shrugged and exited the classroom they had entered. He looked over at the main hall and found the principal lying on the floor, he was bleeding profusely and a large man was standing over him.

"You there, who are you!" Freddie exclaimed as he drew a blade from his pocket. The man looked over at Freddie and smirked.

"I go by the name of Devon Slade, I take it you are Freddie Benson."

"Devon Slade…Aren't you one of the kidnappers that has Sam?"

"Yes."

"Then why the hell are you here?"

"We thought maybe we should take this guy in for torturing. The more people that Sam Puckett holds any respect for is someone that we can torture."

"Why are you killing the man then?"

"He's stubborn…"

"Right, well while he's stubborn and doesn't want to go to where Sam is, I'm pissed and would like to go to where she is."

"I can't take you with me, we're ordered to kill you on sight." Freddie narrowed his eyes and lifted the blade in front of his face.

"Then come on you bastard and fight me."

"Gladly." Devon drew two blades and charged toward Freddie. He brought the blades down and Freddie blocked the blades with his blade. Freddie quickly leapt back in time to avoid a swipe from the blades.

"Grissom, call the ambulance for Mr. Franklin!" Grissom nodded and Freddie charged toward Devon. He brought his blade up and slashed Devon's arm. Devon quickly slashed at Freddie only to miss and get stabbed in the back by Freddie's dagger. "This guy's going to need an ambulance as well and a nice place in solitary confinement."

"Shut the hell up!" Devon kicked Freddie to the ground and placed his knives in an 'X' position over Freddie's neck. "Hah, who's the pathetic loser now!" Freddie kept a stoic and calm look on his face as Devon laughed some more. "You know what! It's too bad I don't have a camera with me right now, we'd show your death to that pathetic girl's face and watch as she cried bitter tears over your death. That bitch acts tough, so she definitely needs someone to show her where she stands and if she saw your death, that bitch have her spirit broken." Freddie's face grew angry and scornful.

"Don't ever call Sam a bitch again!" Freddie yelled and Devon gasped loudly as blood dripped on the floor. Devon fell to the side and Freddie pulled his blade from Devon's chest as he slowly stood up. "You won't be needing these blades anymore, I'm sure the paramedics will take them from you. I hope they cut your fingers off by the way, or at least your thumbs." Freddie crossed his arms and scowled. "I'm not coldhearted enough to cut your thumbs off…" Freddie walked to the school doors and opened them, when he did, paramedics and students rushed in.

"D-Damn you," Devon choked out. Freddie crossed his arms and watched as Devon was placed on a stretcher.

"I don't suppose you're going to tell me where to find Sam?" Devon tried to chuckle but did not. "Yeah, I didn't think you would."

-NEW SCENE-

"Sam, Sam are you awake?" Carly asked. Sam raised her head and looked over at Carly, she did not look her best, last night she had been tortured once more, Henry and Richard both had a hand at hitting her a few times.

"Yeah, I'm awake and I'm doing just fine," Sam said with a weak smile. Carly frowned and let out a sigh. "Carly, I'm so sorry. I didn't ever mean for this to happen to you."

"You couldn't have meant for it to happen at all. This was not your fault, they only make you think it is."

"I know…but I feel so bad."

"It wasn't your fault," Mrs. Benson said from across the room. "If this was your fault, I'm sure you would have gotten locked up with your sister."

"I really don't want to refer to her as my sister."

"Okay, so don't refer to her as your sister, it's probably for the best." Mrs. Benson looked at Sam sadly and shook her head. "Look Sam, my son's looking for you, I know he is. The important thing is that you don't get too sad about it. That could give them pleasure."

"I understand, but I'm still scared. I don't want to have to see so much death and I just saw my mother die. I don't want another person to die and if Freddie's coming then…what if he dies?"

"Grissom is with him," Sara said quickly. "I think he is, at least that's what Catherine said, right?"

"Yeah, if Freddie is looking then Grissom is with him," Catherine responded.

"Grissom can't do anything without his team," Nick stated with a smirk on his face. "Believe me, they'll be back."

"Freddie loves you," Mrs. Benson said quietly. "That means he'll definitely search for you to the ends of the earth and I don't believe he will be afraid to do so."

"Yeah Sam, don't worry about a thing," Spencer stated with a smile. "You will be just fine."

"How can you say that?" Sam asked as she raised her eyebrow. "How can you expect any of us to be fine? I'm bleeding to death here and they're keeping me alive only so they can torture me by watching all of you die and I don't want that to happen! I don't even want to see Freddie die…oh god, what am I going to do if he dies?" Sam's eyes widened and then changed to a hurt look as tears once more fled her eyes.

"Sam, what are your feelings for him?" Carly asked quietly.

"Do you honestly have to ask me that, Carly?" Sam looked down toward the ground and tried not to imagine Freddie lying in a gutter somewhere, bleeding to death. "You should know how I feel about him…I love him with all my heart."

"Don't be afraid, it's going to be okay. We should have seen it coming that you really did like him though…"

"I always try to hide my emotions, I never liked revealing my true emotions. I don't want Freddie to die, I don't want anyone to die."

"Well that's too bad," A voice said quickly. Sam looked over to see Sally Dixon and Richard Trent walking into the room. "We have just received news that Devon Slade has been brought down…That's not good."

"What do you intend to do about it?"

"Someone has to pay for him. That's not to mention someone must be added to today's killing."

"What!"

"That's right, we're killing two people today." Sally smirked and pointed her finger at Mrs. Benson, "You." Sally shifted her finger toward Sara Sidle and chuckled. "And you." Mrs. Benson and Sara looked up and let out a gasping noise.

"No…don't kill them…"

"Too bad bitch." Sam closed her eyes and heard the sound of something banging against the wall. Then she heard the chains unhooked and listened to the two people being dragged out. She could feel her body shake and tears escaped her eyes and fell to the floor.

"Freddie, where are you? If you're coming, hurry…please."

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