Author's Note: I hope this slightly longer chapter makes up for the long wait! XP

And here goes some more information about both vampires and werewolves! =D

A vampire bite is lethal to a werewolf (like in Twilight), and a werewolf bite (in wolf form only) is lethal to a vampire (like on TVD). The werewolf gene is transmitted hereditarily to both male and female children (like in both TVD and Twilight), but a human will become a werewolf after being bitten by a werewolf (in wolf form only) during a full moon, and the gene will then be carried by all the next generations. A werewolf can trigger the werewolf gene by either coming in contact with a vampire (like in Twilight) or by killing someone (like on TVD).

Okay, I think that's enough for now XD (But I honestly feel like I'm forgetting about something... XD).

Oh, and about that thing I said in the very beginning of the story, about the big forest and all? Forget that XD Even though Seattle and Forks are pretty close to each other, I decided to leave Mystic Falls in Virginia, where it's supposed to be XD

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly or The Vampire Diaries or Twilight.

Enjoy! ;D

EDITED CHAPTER - 07/29/12

Chapter 14: Late Night Visitor

Sam's POV

I stared at the front door for a long moment after it had closed shut loudly behind Freddie, frowning as I tried to understand what had just happened, but no reasonable explanation crossed my mind. Freddie said that he wasn't feeling very well, but I had a weird feeling that there was something else to it.

But I didn't have much time to think about it, because Carly suddenly walked down the stairs. And as soon as she reached the living room, she looked around, clearly confused.

"Where's Freddie?" Carly asked me.

"He, uh... He said that he wasn't feeling very well, so he went home," I told her, shrugging. I decided not to say anything about him acting weird or anything. I mean, maybe I was just being paranoid because he left right after I got here. He was probably telling the truth about being sick.

But there was this little voice in the back of my head that kept telling me otherwise.

Freddie's POV

A few hours had passed since I had gotten home, but I was still just as confused as I had been in the moment I left Carly's apartment.

I had thought about every single thing David had taught me about being a vampire, but I was pretty sure that he hadn't mentioned anything even similar to what I had gone through just a few hours ago.

After I met my mom when I came back from the camp, I had thought that I wouldn't really have problems with controling my thirst when I was around people I knew, and I was even more sure about that when I met Carly again. But now I could see that things were different with Sam. And since the moment I realized that, one single question had been haunting me to no end, but I honestly couldn't find an answer to it.

Why? Why did it have to be different with her?

I sighed in frustration, breaking the dead silence that had taken over my room.

If only I could understand why this was happening, maybe then it would be easier to deal with it.

My thoughts were interrupted by a really low sound coming from outside my window, out in the balcony. I tensed up abruptly, before moving my gaze over to the window. I would have probably just shrugged it off if I were still human, thinking that it could have been a bird or something like that, but, as weird as it may sound, it was like I could actually feel that the noise hadn't been made by a bird, or any kind of animal for that matter.

I got up from the bed and walked up to the window, and for a brief second, I could have sworn that I had seen someone moving by the corner of my eye, but it was too fast to be human.

It seemed like my body knew exactly what to do. I instantly stopped breathing, and my muscles were more tense than they had ever been before. I could hear every single sound around me, even the faint sound of my mother's calm breathing as she slept in her room just down the hallway. But even though my hearing seemed to be even better than it already was because I had apparently gone into extreme alert mode, I still couldn't hear anyone out there.

I rested my right hand on the side of the window, ready to yank it open at any second, and then closed my eyes, trying to hear things around me even better, and that was when I was able to hear a brief movement. It was so brief that it barely made any sound, but it was enough to confirm to me that there was actually someone out there, and I took that as my cue to act.

I pushed the window open in a blur, and in less than a second, I was out in the balcony, but whoever had previously been standing on the place I now found myself at had moved out of there in a blur and was apparently a bit faster than me. I heard another brief sound coming from behind me, which made me turn around in a blur, but I paused abruptly when I finally realized who was standing right in front of me with his arms crossed over his chest.

David.

"What are you doing here?" I asked without even thinking about it.

"Well, I was expecting something like 'Oh, hey dude, how are you? It's nice to see you again', but I think that's all I'll get, aren't I right?" David said, and I rolled my eyes at him and his usual jokingly tone.

"Sorry about that," I apologized, chuckling. "I just... you kind of caught me by surprise. I wasn't really expecting to see you again. I mean, at least not any time soon," I admitted, shrugging lightly.

"Well, my grandniece kept insisting that I should check on you, and when she mentioned your mother's name, I got a little curious," he explained, and I simply stared at him with a confused expression on my face.

"Uh... What do you mean?" I asked, frowning at him.

He shrugged lightly. "It rang a bell inside my head when she told me that she's Marissa Benson, so I was kind of curious to know how she's doing."

It took me a few seconds to be able to respond to that. "Wait... You know my mother?"

"Yeah, kind of," he replied, shrugging once again. "I haven't actually met her, but I knew Matt," he added, and it seemed like he had actually expected me to understand that, but instead, I simply stared at him with a puzzled expression on my face, and just then he seemed to finally realize that I had no idea who he was talking about. "Wait... Oh, you don't know about it, do you?" he whispered, and it seemed like he was talking more to himself than to me.

"Know about what?" I asked.

David hesitated for a moment before responding. "I really... I really shouldn't be the one to tell you about it, and it happened so much time ago..." He shook his head lightly. "And anyway, you'll probably hear about it soon, so I think that I really shouldn't say anything." He was clealy trying to convince me to drop the subject, but now that he had already mentioned it, I had grown extremely curious.

"David, come on, what is it?" I insisted, but he just wouldn't give in.

"Freddie, trust me, I'm not the right person to tell you," he repeated. "Just drop it."

I hesitated for a moment, but I ended up giving in with a sigh. "Okay, fine," I said, not sounding happy at all.

"So, anyway, why don't I do what I came here to do in the first place?" He quickly took his chance and changed the subject of the conversation. "How are you? You haven't killed anyone, have you?" He was still using his jokingly tone, probably expecting to get a different answer from the one I was about to give him.

"No, but... I was pretty close," I admitted, sitting down on the metal staircase on the corner of the balcony. I was looking down at the floor, but I could feel David's curious gaze laid on my face.

"How close?" David asked, his voice suddenly earning a serious tone, and I hesitated for a brief moment before answering, still avoiding his gaze.

"A lot closer than I should ever go..." I trailed off for a moment. "I almost lost control, and I just have no idea what came over me."

"A few more details would be great, you know?" he said, and I sighed.

"It's just that... Whenever I'm around anyone I know, I feel fine. Of course, the thirst is still there, but it's not something unbearable. I thought everything would be fine, but then I met her again..." I let my voice hang in the air.

"Oh god, you didn't tell me you had a girlfriend," David said.

"She's not my girlfriend," I corrected him quickly.

"Whatever, even if she's not your girlfriend... You still have feelings for her, don't you?" David asked, and I nodded lightly in response.

"I'm pretty sure I'm in love with her, and I have been for some time now," I admitted. I had never told anyone about my feelings for Sam, but I knew that David needed to know about that to explain to me what was going on. And also, I actually considered him to be my friend. And it wasn't like he would tell anyone I knew about it, anyway.

"Well, I guess that pretty much explains it all," he said, and I waited for him to go on, but I soon realized he wouldn't.

"I still don't get it," I said, finally making myself look up at him.

He rested his back against the brick wall right next to him, folding his arms over his chest once again. "When I told you that it would probably be harder for you to control yourself around people you already knew, or putting that into other words, that you cared about, do you remember what I told you about why that might happen?"

I thought about it for a second before answering. "It's because since our feelings are heightened, the thirst can get stronger for the blood of people we care about, right?" I asked, and David nodded in approval.

"Exactly," he replied. "But we can rephrase that, so perhaps it will make more sense." He made a short pause in his speech. "The stronger the feelings you have for someone are, the harder it is to control them, and the thirst can get mixed with those," he explained.

"So you're saying that... I almost attacked Sam because of the way I feel for her?" I asked.

"Yes," he answered. "The strongest feelings and also the hardest ones to be controlled are exactly hatred and love. If you truly hated someone when you were human, all those negative feelings will build up inside of you and get amplified, and mixed with the thirst, they could make you kill this person you hate without even a second thought, because the instincts completely take over, and you can't control it." After a brief pause, he went on."Things are similar with love, but instead of the urge to kill the person, what takes over is the thirst for their blood, and that can be just as dangerous as the hatred."

There was a long silent moment, during which I thought about what I had just heard, and it took more seconds than it probably should have for the meaning of David's words to really sink in.

"Has it ever happened before?" I asked, letting my gaze fall onto the buildings that surrounded Bushwell Plaza.

"What do you mean?"

"A vampire being in love with a human... Has it ever happened to anyone else?" I repeated.

"Yeah, it has happened before," David replied, nodding lightly. "More than once, actually."

"And how did it end up for them? I mean, is there any kind of... pattern or something?" I asked, and I was suddenly pretty afraid of the answer I'd hear next.

David hesitated for a moment, as if choosing his words carefully. "Well, we can't really call it a pattern, because it depends on each case, but in nearly all the cases, the end of it was one of the same three... At least the ones I've heard about, anyway."

"And how did those end?" I asked, finally looking back at him.

David breathed in deeply before answering, as if he knew that I probably wouldn't like the answer he was about to give me. "Like I've already said before, it really depends on each case, but in pretty much all of them, the couple has to part ways to prevent both sides from ending up hurt, the human joins the vampire in eternity, if you get what I mean, or... well, the human ends up dead." No word was said for a long moment, until David decided to add something to his speech. "Of course, there's always an exception. It only happened once, but that shows us that it's not completely impossible."

"What happened?"

"A vampire girl and a young man. They didn't fit in any of those. They remained together, even though everything seemed to be trying to pull them apart. They lived together for the man's whole life, until he grew old. He lived for eighty-seven years, but then death reached him. And just as expected, the vampire was devastated. It didn't take long until madness took over her and... well, she couldn't take it anymore, so she took away her own life by driving a stake right through her own heart."

Okay, that didn't make me feel any better.

"I know this can sound bad and stuff, but, well... it's the truth, even though it's pretty hard to hear it. But, you know, that doesn't mean that things can't end well for the two of you."

"I... I really don't..." I shook my head, not being able to find any more words to say.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything-" David started to apologize, but I interrupted him right away.

"No, you were right to tell me. That's something I needed to know," I assured him, and then silence fell upon us for a few seconds.

"Well, I guess I should get going..." David said suddenly, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, uh... thanks for stopping by," I said, and looked back down.

"Oh, and Freddie?" I looked up at him once again. "Good luck."

I nodded in response before looking down again, and in the next second, he was gone.

Now that I was alone, I was finally able to think clearly about what David had told me.

I couldn't stop thinking about how much danger Sam was being put into without even knowing about it, and it was all my fault. I knew that I needed to do something about it, but the truth was that there was actually nothing I could do to make things go back to normal, because there was no way I'd ever be able to become human again.

I sighed. Maybe if I left and never came back, things would be much easier, but I knew that I'd never be able to do that.

At least I knew that Sam didn't feel the same way about me, and maybe that was actually for the best. If she didn't have any feelings for me, then I wouldn't be putting her into so much danger. But still...

Just being in the same room with her already made me want to let the instincts take over and bite her neck, draining every single drop of blood from her body...

Stop it! I shook my head, trying to clear up my thoughts. I couldn't let that happen again. If I kept doing that, it would only make things even more difficult than they already were.

I tried to think of a solution to all this, but I just couldn't think of any. The only thing that made me feel the slightest bit better was the possibility that maybe with time, it would get easier to control my thirst around Sam, but I didn't know how much time that would take.

I looked up at the moon, remembering that I'd have school the next day, and I soon came to the conclusion that maybe it would be better if I fed before meeting Sam again. I used the balconies of the floors below mine to get to the ground, and when I did, I took off in a blur, heading out of Seattle and to the forest, from where I should be back before the sun started to rise.

As the distance between me and Bushwell Plaza grew bigger, I could have sworn I felt like I was being watched, but I shrugged it off. It was probably just my imagination.

Or so I thought.

Author's Note: I'm pretty sure that was the longest chapter of the story so far =P And I hope you liked it ;D

I wonder if Freddie will ever find out who Matt is... ;P

And what about Seddie? Will they end up like one of those four cases? Or will something entirely new happen? Hehe ;D

Thank you so much for reading! =)

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