It's up! When was the last time I updated?...I don't remember but who cares! Chapter 12 is here! It has a really important moment in this chapter so ...yeah! Enjoy! (Btw, the date in the story is Thursday.)

2 months old

I do not own iCarly.

"Can you hand me one of those bottles on the counter please?" I asked Sam as I was trying to get situated on the couch with Alaynah in my hands. Sam quickly got up and handed me a pre filled bottle.

"Thanks." I started feeding her and she stopped crying immediately.

"She's so cute!" Sam exclaimed. "I want one!"

"Here, take mine." I joked. We laughed and were having a good time. I hadn't seen my best friend in a while and it felt good to hang out. She had been really busy with school, which surprised me because she didn't usually apply herself. She explained that since Freddie and I have been so wrapped up with Alaynah, she didn't have much to do. So homework was the only other option. I mean, there was Gibby but she wasn't that desperate. As we were talking, Freddie walked through the door with more formula. He had been working part time at the House of Video store right down the street, seeing as how no one else would take him.

"Hey Freddie." I said sweetly. I had been trying my hardest to have a new attitude towards him. I didn't want him to think I was mad at him or anything.

"Hey baby girl." He said as he walked. I wasn't sure who he was talking to, until he bent down and kissed me. I kissed him back but he ended it early so he could kiss Alaynah, whom I was still feeding.

"Hello to you too, Fredward." Sam said.

"Oh hey, didn't notice you."

"Well you're going to when I shove that formula down your-"

"Sam, stop it." I said quietly, trying not to disturb Alaynah. When she was done, I put her in the bouncer and went to join Freddie and Sam in the kitchen, where Freddie was putting the formula away and Sam was smelling it.

"How was your day?" Freddie asked me, preparing three glasses of Wahoo Punch.

"Tiring, as usual, but Sam made it better."

"How?" Freddie asked jokingly, earning an annoyed look from Sam, who was on the computer. I heard Alaynah make a noise from her bouncer and went to inspect. "Is she ok?" Freddie asked concerned.

"Yeah." I said smiling. "She's just playing with one of her toys." She was smiling and laughing and having a good time with something an adult, or teenager, would've found boring. But when you're young, anything and everything can interest you, even if you're just playing with a rattle, in Alaynah's case. I went back to join Freddie and Sam at the counter but not before Sam said, "Hey guys, come check this out." She didn't say it in an excited way, which worried me.

"What is it?" Freddie asked as he made his way around the counter.

"Look at all of these comments!" She was on the iCarly website.

"Oh my god." I said, reading a few of them. They were hate comments towards all of us, but mostly me for getting knocked up, in Lotsoluvin271's words. Freddie and Sam read silently to themselves as I did also. I stared in astonishment but mostly sadness.

"I didn't know they were mad at us. I thought they would understand." Freddie said, referring to our fans. Most of the comments were saying stuff like "Why haven't you guys done a show in a while?" or "Is Carly really pregnant?". We hadn't done a show since I started showing a lot, around 5 months, which was 6 months ago. I hadn't even realized, we've been so wrapped up in Alaynah lately, iCarly hadn't been a priority.

"Well, should we do a show tonight or something? Just to show them that we're not gone completely, we're just temporarily off air?" Sam suggested.

"Nah, 'cause we would have to rehearse and stuff and that would take about two days, seeing as how we don't have any ideas right now." Freddie said. I was sitting on the couch feeling guilty as hell. If I had never gotten pregnant, we wouldn't be having this problem. Freddie noticed me upset and came over and put an arm around me. I fell into him and rested my head on his chest. Sam looked over at us, helplessly, not knowing what to do or say. All of a sudden, Alaynah started crying, breaking the silence between us. Freddie rushed up to get her, and knew she needed a diaper change. "I'll be right back." He said, heading upstairs to change our daughter.

"So this is the life, huh?" Sam tried to joke. I half smiled and made my way to the counter to drink some of my punch Freddie had made for the three of us. "Do you think it will ever go back to normal?"

I hesitated before answering. "Unfortunately….no." I said with my head down. I was willing myself not to cry. I tried not thinking about what she had just asked; Do you think it will ever go back to normal? I wanted to say yes, everything would go back to normal. Alaynah would grow up and we could do iCarly regularly again. I could go to school and graduate with my class. I wanted to say all of it, but it wasn't true. Having a baby at 16 really blew things for me.

"Well, this sucks…" Sam said, not knowing what else to say. As if on cue, Freddie came down, Alaynah in hand, and set her back in the bouncer, then joined us once again by the counter. After a few minutes of discussion, Spencer came in with two bags of groceries.

"Need some help?" I asked, going towards him to help regardless of his answer. I took the two bags and set them on the table.

"Hey cute pie!" Spencer said to Alaynah, and made a silly face. She laughed her cute baby laugh, and Spencer laughed as well, and regained focus on us. "What goes on?" He asked us.

"Nothing." We had decided not to tell Spencer, or for that matter, anyone, about the iCarly thing. We planned on doing another show soon anyways. Well, soon enough.

"Ok? Well, I saw a big line of people coming out of your school. You wanna tell me what that's about?"

"Um, I would if I knew…" I turned to Sam, indicating I wanted to know.

"Oh, they're selling homecoming tickets…" She said, not looking at me. When she finally did, she said, "I didn't want to tell you! I didn't want you to feel bad or sad or anything." She said innocently. I wasn't mad or anything, but it did make me sad thinking that I couldn't go to my first homecoming (Last year, on the way to homecoming, Spencer's car, the one he invented, caught on fire. Fortunately, we weren't in the car yet).

"Oh, homecoming…" I said sadly. Freddie put his arm around me once again and tried to comfort me. I was grateful, but it didn't really help.

"What's the deal?" Spencer asked, wondering why I was so sad like homecoming wasn't a big deal.

"Spencer, I can't go to homecoming! I've been dreaming about that night the entire year!"

"Ok…I still don't see what the big deal is…why can't you go?" Was he kidding? I thought to myself.

"Why can't I go? Because I have a frekin' baby!" I said, losing my patience.

"Sam, when is homecoming?" He asked, completely ignoring my outburst.

"Saturday, why?"

"I can babysit! You know I can babysit most of the time if you ask in advance." Spencer said.

"Oh...really? Don't you have plans for Saturday night?" Freddie asked, shocked.

"I did have a date with my girlfriend, but I can cancel. Guys, I'm not going to make you miss homecoming. Especially under the circumstances of what happened last year. Besides, I love Lil' Al! We'll have a blast!" He said, picking up Alaynah from the bouncer and tickling her, making her laugh, which was my favorite sound in the whole world.

"Oh, thank you Spencer!" I exclaimed, trying to give him a hug with Alaynah in his arms. I kissed him on the cheek and ran to the computer to look for dresses.

9:00 PM

"Ok, so these are my last three choices." I said to Freddie. I had picked out ten dresses but had eliminated seven. Three remained. "Here's the blue…the yellow….and my favorite, the red!" We were on my bed in our pajamas with Alaynah sleeping in the rocker next to us. "So, which one?" I asked him, who seemed very uninterested.

"I like the red one too." He smiled at me.

"Cool, 'cause I was going to wear it anyways." I said playfully. I threw the pictures towards the couch and straddled my legs around his body. He held me by the waist and we just looked at each other. I eventually moved in for a kiss and he kissed me back. I felt very happy at that moment and I could tell he did as well, with the way he was kissing me. He attempted to take off my Maroon 5 t-shirt I was wearing but I stopped him.

"What's the matter?" He asked confused. He was still kissing me, although I was trying to speak.

"Alaynah is right there." I said, turning my head to watch her sleeping body.

"Oh yeah." He said. He sounded disappointed and I knew he was. We hadn't been able to spend much time together. Any time we ever got...intimate…we were always somehow interrupted; either by Sam, Spencer, or, of course, Alaynah.

"Freddie…" I said, feeling guilty.

"It's fine. It's not your fault. Good night." He kissed me on the cheek and laid down without another word.

-Saturday morning-

When I woke up I smelled bacon, my favorite smell in the morning. I followed it downstairs to the kitchen where Freddie had cooked up a buffet. There were eggs, toast, waffles, sausages, and biscuits. I came up behind him while he was cooking at the stove and wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my head on his back.

"What's this for?" I asked, still attached to him.

"Today is your day. Its homecoming, baby!" He said excitedly. He turned the burner off, put the bacon on a plate with a little bit of everything that he had fixed, and turned to kiss me. He handed me my plate and grabbed one for himself and lead us to the table.

"Aw, thank you so much Freddie. It's amazing." I said thankfully. "Wait, where's Alaynah?" He pointed to the rocker that he had brought from upstairs. She was still sleeping soundlessly in it.

"I think she really enjoys that thing. Every time I put her in it, she just knocks right out." He chuckled. It was so cute the way he talked about her. I would over hear him talking on the phone with one of his friends about how she laughs like him but smiles like me. It was good to know he wasn't ashamed of her.

"Well, that's good. I hope it still works when she's my age because I don't know if I'll be able to handle her mouth." I joked, making us both laugh. After breakfast, we got dressed and cleaned up the house so Spencer wouldn't have to. We were so grateful to him and didn't want him to have a reason to back out. When that was done, we dressed Alaynah and headed out to pick up my dress and his tux at the dry cleaners. When we got back, there was a message from Spencer on the machine.

"Hey guys." Spencer voice said in a sad tone. "I'm so sorry about this, but I can't babysit Alaynah tonight. A client of mine is having a fundraiser and he said he will but one if I attend. I wouldn't under normal circumstances but he is offering $10,000 dollars. This might be my huge break. Again, I'm really sorry and…" The rest of the message was kind of a blur to me. All of my disappointment kind of washed over me. This was my one night to feel like a teenager again. And now it was ruined, with one phone call. I leaned against the wall to support myself but I felt faint and my arm couldn't hold me up enough. I ran to the couch, crying and curling up into a ball. Freddie, who had been holding Alaynah, put her down in the bouncer, and tried to comfort me, something he had been doing for 2 months.

"Carly, it'll be ok…" He said, not convincingly. I didn't even look at him.

"No it won't. Our childhood is officially over! We can't hang out with our friends anymore, or go to the movies, or the mall, or Groovy Smoothie!" I broke down. I had been feeling this feeling for a long time but I never wanted to say it. It didn't feel right. It felt like I was saying I hated my child but that wasn't the case.

"You're right. I know our childhood is over, but we have to just suck it up." He said to my surprise.

"Excuse me?"

"Carly, we can't go through life moping around wishing we could have something that's never going to happen. We chose to have a baby at 16, knowing the consequences. It's time to accept them." I turned, looked at him for a moment and kissed him, hard. I didn't care that Alaynah was watching us, which I probably should've, but I didn't. I knew what I wanted.

"Go upstairs in my room. I'll meet you there in 3 minutes." I didn't give him a chance to respond. I went and picked up Alaynah and headed to the nursery. There, I put her in her crib and kissed her, turning on her mobile. I closed the door quietly and headed to my room, mentally preparing myself for what I knew was going to happen next. When I arrived in my room, Freddie was shirtless, sitting on my bed, only wearing jeans and I was guessing boxers, although I didn't see any. He was never really one for sagging, I thought. I walked in slowly, but as I got closer to him I got faster and faster until our lips met and we were all over each other. I jumped, wrapping my legs around him and grabbing onto his hair. He kissed my neck as I explored his back with my hands. I felt the scar he had told me he got from falling off his skateboard as a child. I knew every inch of him, more then he probably knew himself. He flung me onto the bed and started undressing me.

"I love you, Freddie." I said, coming up for air and looking into his eyes.

"I love you, Carly." And with that, he led be back to the night in the iCarly studio 11 months ago.

Soooooo? Whatdya think? I liked it! Please please please please review and tell me what you think!:) And and update: I plan on stopping the story at 20 chapters...but I do have a plan for an epilogue story:) So I will pitch that as I get farther along. Ok, so thanks!:)