The Sound of Life and Death

Title: The Sound of Life and Death
Rating:
PG-14
Fandom:
iCarly with minor Criminal Minds
Characters/Pairing:
Hints of Creddie and Seddie
Genre:
Drama/Suspense
Summary:
Sam is kidnapped by a serial kidnapper and killer that targets blonde girls through their own web shows. When bodies of other missing girls start to show up near Carly and Freddie, the FBI is called to assist the local PD on the case. They soon realise there can be a deeper connection that Sam has with the kidnapper than everyone else would like to believe.
Warnings:
Mature subject matter.


Disclaimer: I own neither iCarly nor Criminal Minds. However, I do own the plot of the story proudly.

Author's Note: I decided to take the weekend (and Monday) off and sort a few, shall we say, personal matters out. And I'm truly and deeply sorry for that. But now I am officially back, and I bring you wonderful reviewers the next chapter~~~ Thanks for supporting me, guys!

Chapter Eleven (Spencer)

"We hate some persons because we do not know them; and will not know them because we hate them."

~ Charles Caleb Colton

Spencer didn't sleep well that night.

He isn't sure if he slept at all.

He didn't really consider himself an insomniac; sleep comes naturally to him most days. There is a few times where Spencer can recall trying to finish up his latest sculpture before the deadline, losing a night of sleep in the process.

Then, he was still able to start sleeping in the morning, usually waking up well into the afternoon.

But this time, it's different.

As Spencer moves the covers and climbs out of his bed, he was craving for a cup of coffee to get him through the day. Normally he'd prefer any other drinks over coffee; mostly he would just make a quick trip down to the smoothie shop to grab a few smoothies for everyone.

Today was no where near normal.

Because today, "everyone" doesn't include Sam.

Making his way into the living room, covering a yawn with his hand in the way, Spencer notices Carly sitting on the kitchen table, munching her bowl of cereal miserably in her pink pyjamas. Spencer runs a hand through his messy morning hair and walks into the kitchen area.

He looks through the cabinets and takes out the coffee maker, causing Carly to send him a look of confusion.

"I thought you stopped using that after it shot coffee in your eye last week." Carly states, sounding uncharacteristically soft. Spencer tries not to worry.

It is, like a lot of things, easier said than done.

"I fixed it," Spencer replies simply, plugging the machine. "Where did Freddie go?" Freddie decided to crash on the couch last night. For the first time this morning, Spencer notices the boy is missing from his spot on the couch.

"His mom came by just before you woke up," Carly explains between chews, "Carried him back home. She's got muscles."

Spencer isn't even slightly surprised at that. He understands fully that Mrs Benson only wants the best for her son. Although her method is one that Spencer himself would - and can - never apply when it comes with Carly, it was still proven to be effective.

"Is Ms Puckett still sleeping?" Spencer starts the coffee maker, taking his mind off of Freddie and Mrs Benson for a moment. They had offered Ms Puckett the guest room. The guest room was not used regularly, if it wasn't for the words "GUEST ROOM" painted on the door in hot pink by Carly and…

Sam.

Spencer almost didn't hear Carly answer his question as his thoughts drifts to Sam. "Yeah. She seems really shaken up."

Everyone seems shaken up about the whole thing. Spencer thinks, sitting down next to Carly.

"How are you holding up?" He asks. The question has to be asked. It has been the elephant in the room for too long.

Carly sighs, Spencer can see she is trying to avoid the question at all costs. This time, she is doing so by burying her face with cereal.

It would've worked if she isn't out of cereal.

"Come on, Carly." Spencer urges, even though he isn't even sure how he would answer this question. "I know how hard this must be for you and -"

"No, you don't," The sudden outburst from Carly scares Spencer. It isn't loud, but the harsh tone of it is really unlike her.

Perhaps Carly didn't get enough sleep either.

That explains the bad mood from her.

Carly looks up from her empty bowl as she drops the spoon in it, making a clanking noise. "I'm sorry," She apologizes, apparently taking Spencer's silence as a bad thing. "I didn't sleep well last night."

That makes the two of them…

Spencer puts a hand on Carly's arm, looking into Carly's eyes. "I know. And it's okay."

Carly looks like she is about to cry and Spencer isn't about to like that happen.

He didn't even have to do anything to calm her as Freddie bursts into the door, laptop in hand.

"You have to see this," He pants, setting the laptop next to the computer on the table.

Carly breaks the contact with Spencer, standing up. "What?"

Spencer follows Carly next to Freddie. What can be this important?

"It's Nevel." Freddie explains.

Well, that says it all, doesn't it? Spencer rolls his eyes.

"What did he do now?" Carly sounds worried. Spencer glances at her and puts a hand on her shoulder, hoping it could relax her.

Freddie clicks on something with his mouse and moves to the side so Carly and Spencer can see what was on the web page.

Spencer glances at the website, .

Why is he not surprised?

"The ever-so-famous (please note the sarcasm) web-show (if you can call it a show) iCarly was shockingly absent from last night's broadcast. Their reason? One of the co-stars, Sam - the scary blonde one - was apparently reported kidnapped. Oh no! Kidnapped? Really? Seriously, how low can they go? I smell some pants on fire! Just because they can't find fresh, new ideas for the show doesn't mean they can trick their viewers, not that they have that much, into thinking that she's been kidnapped. This just goes to show you, they are people that can not be trusted! And their show isn't worth watching if they have to lie their way out of a jam. But many of you innocent viewers have bought the act, leaving countless of lovely reviews on their page. Tsk, tsk… Perhaps iCarly is really running out of time."

Spencer is shocked. What is wrong with that kid? He sees now Carly is enraged.

"That little piece of shit!" She shouts, startling both Spencer and Freddie with her abnormal behaviour. Somehow Spencer doubts the reason behind the outburst is because of lack of sleep. "What the fuck is his problem?"

Normally, Spencer would be against this kind of language.

But normally Carly wouldn't even use this kind of language.

She wouldn't have to.

There would be no reason whatsoever for her to be saying these foul language.

This time, Spencer guesses it just slipped out of her tongue.

"Whoa, Carly," Freddie says as an attempt to calm Carly down. "Breath."

Carly glares at Freddie, "Don't tell me what to do, Benson." She snaps. Spencer sighs.

He is pretty sure she is going to snap sooner or later.

He just didn't know it could be this soon.

Carly is now acting like Spencer's fifth grade science fair project, add a little baking soda and vineger the volcano will erupt.

BOOM!

Freddie seems surprised, but he didn't say anything as Spencer sends him a look that tells him not to.

That tells him it's just a phrase Carly is going through.

Carly is still breathing deeply with anger. "How can he even say that? How can he even freaking say that?" She is now shaking.

Spencer didn't want to stop her. He wants to just let her get all of her anger out.

He isn't even sure it that will help her.

He wants the volcano to get all of it's lava out.

"That little bastard!" Carly continues, "I swear to God! If I ever get my hands on him…"

Spencer can swear he sees Freddie shudder with fear and move a little away further away from her.

"I will twist his neck until he can't even scream anymore!"

Freddie is now standing next to Spencer, as further away from Carly as possible. Spencer has never, ever seen Carly like this before.

And this is coming from a person that has seen every bad side of Carly.

Stress can do a lot to a person, including changing their personality entirely.

Carly starts pacing, Spencer almost laughs as Freddie shrinks a little behind him.

"I just want to KILL that asshole with -" She suddenly stops, and Spencer sees Ms Puckett walking down the stairs.

"What's going on," She asks, sounding fearful. "What's wrong?"

Carly stops pacing and calms down almost immediately. "Um…" She stutters sheepishly while Ms Puckett never takes her gaze off of her.

Apparently her rant can be heard upstairs as well.

"it's nothing, Ms Puckett." Spencer answers for Carly, receiving a relived look from her. "Everything is fine."

Ms Puckett didn't look like she believes any of this. But instead, she says, "I have to get home," Spencer notices she was already in her own clothing instead of the T-shirt Carly let her borrow as pyjamas yesterday.

She's been awake then he thought.

"Why don't you stay for breakfast?" Spencer offers, seeing the empty bowl that is still on the table.

Ms Puckett shakes his head, "Thanks, but no thanks. I rather be at home right now."

Nobody objects as Ms Puckett picks up her purse that was left on the coffee table the previous day and waves goodbye. Spencer waves back awkwardly, no sure what to say to her.

He thinks she just needs sometime alone to let the situation sink in.

Or maybe cry just a little.

As so as the door closes behind Ms Puckett, Carly glares at the computer screen again. "I'm going to kick his pathetic little ass." She hisses, Spencer reaches over to grab his little sister's shoulder.

"Come on now, Carly," He tries to soothe her. "We shouldn't use violence against him. It's now the way -"

Carly spins around, her hair hitting Spencer on his hand and cutting him off. "Yes, I do. I freaking hate him. Let's see what he has to say about iCarly when he's on the other side of my fist."

Spencer sighs as he lets Carly go. Seems like her rage isn't gone yet.

He realizes Carly is now turning into Sam.

It kind of all make sense now…

Carly leaves for her room to get changed and Spencer turns to Freddie.

"So," Freddie says, "What's gonna happen now?"

Spencer shrugs, "Guess we're paying the twerp a little visit."


Uh oh, Carly is acting all crazy and out-of-character... Trust me, stress does do that to people. And I am truly sorry for the late update... Family matters are sometimes more important than Fanfiction. Please review~~~ Don't let my late update ruin them...

And just a quick question, I want to start a challenge in the iCarly forum... Anyone interested?

XO - Spring