Gotta say, Seddie fans are going to like this one! (Don't worry non-Seddies! You can always take this chapter as friends just playing around with each other as well. ;D)
A short amount of time had passed since Spencer left the room once more, in hopes of getting an update from Sam's mom. His current mission was to do everything possible to ensure that Sandra Puckett made it to the hospital to see her daughter, especially for Sam's sake.
Carly and Freddie were thankful that their friend was still out of it so they didn't have to tell her about her mom just yet. Sam was currently sleeping peacefully against her best friend's shoulder as the two stayed quiet, not wanting to disturb her. The kids kept the TV volume down low and sat in a comfortable silence as they watched yet another show, one that was much more interesting than that photosynthesis program. Carly was resting her chin gently on top of Sam's head as she held her arms around the sick girl to keep her warm. Freddie was still in his chair, sitting Indian style as the two stared at the TV screen.
All was going well until Carly shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "Freddie." She whispered quietly. He looked over at her.
"Huh? Everything ok with Sam?" He whispered back as he turned around to face her.
"Yeah she's fine!" Carly quickly replied, not wanting to worry him. "It's just that I..." She looked down for a moment, embarrassed.
"You what?"
"I kind of have to go to the bathroom." She replied.
"Oh." Freddie cocked an eyebrow as he looked at her, wondering why she was flustered. He then glanced over at Sam still sleeping in her arms. "Oh!" He repeated, realizing why.
"Yeah.." Carly simply stated. "I haven't gone since we left my apartment, and well, I don't think I can wait much longer."
"Here, let me help." Freddie got up from his seat and walked over to Carly's side of the bed. "Should we lay her down against the mattress?" He asked, not sure how to go about dealing with Sam.
"I think she's still cold. She hasn't stopped shaking." Carly replied, knowing that she was a big source of heat for her sick friend. "She might wake up with my body heat gone."
"So....should we like...switch or something?" Freddie nervously asked.
"Would you mind? I won't be long." Carly replied.
"No I don't mind, but...uhm...how?" Freddie spoke nervously, eyeing the two girls, unsure of how to do such a thing.
"Here. I'll go back, and you go forward." Carly explained as she leaned away from her friend slowly so Freddie could slip his arms between the two girls and support Sam's back. As Carly backed away, Freddie gently moved in, making sure Sam's head rolled lightly from Carly's shoulder to his own with minimal movement. When Freddie was practically sitting on top of Carly, she managed to squeeze her way out from underneath him. With her out of the way, Freddie slowly settled down onto the bed next to Sam as she continued to sleep against him. Carly stood up and looked at them, happy they hadn't waken up their friend. Freddie looked over at Carly and smiled, glad they made a successful switch.
"I'll be right back." Carly assured him. She then walked out the doorway on her quest to find a bathroom. Now it was just Freddie and Sam in the room.
He let out a small sigh of relief as he looked down. Sam laid against him, sleeping peacefully as she had been with Carly before. After a few moments, his eyes widened in realization. 'I'm sitting here with Sam! Sam Puckett! The girl who beats me up just for looking at her the wrong way! And here I am with my ARMS around her!' He gulped nervously as he felt his heartbeat increase. The only time he had ever been this close to her was when she was pinning him to the ground, and now he was hugging her. Being this close to her without a punch to the arm was definitely a shock to his system.
"Mmm..." Sam let out a small mumble as Freddie froze in place. There was a distinct possibility he could be killed if she woke up with her old personality back. He waited cautiously for her eyes to open, but they didn't. Instead, what she did surprised him. Instead, Sam reached around his waist and snuggled her face into the crook of his neck, settling herself closer to him. Freddie's heartbeat increased even more, if possible. He decided to remain completely still for a little while longer, just incase she was on the verge of waking up. When she continued to breathe deeply, he finally came to the conclusion that she was still sound asleep.
"Phew.." He let out a deep breath he didn't realize he had been holding in. The minutes ticked by as Freddie felt his heartbeat start to return to normal. He looked down at Sam and realized that Carly was right. She was still giving off quite a few shivers, so he pulled up the blanket up a little more to cover her shoulders. Just then Carly returned through the doorway, with a bottle in her hand.
"I'm back and I even brought some ginger ale for Sa..." Carly started to whisper but stopped when she saw Freddie look at her. "Whoa, are you ok? You look pale." She walked over to them.
"I'm fine." Freddie's voice started to crack so he paused and cleared his throat. "Uh I mean I'm fine." He stated, trying to sound more composed.
"You sure?" Carly asked, eyeing him curiously.
"Yeah." Freddie replied quickly. "Just my usual reaction to Sam." He added with a small cautious laugh.
"Why? Did she say anything?" Carly asked, looking over at her best friend who seemed to still be asleep.
"No no, I mean, just imagine if she woke up right now." Freddie explained. Carly cocked her eyebrow, not sure what he was talking about. "Me. Nerd. Arms around Sam. One angry girl." He replied in fragmented words.
"Oh." Carly gave a small laugh. "I don't think she would have the strength to do anything to you."
"She'd find it." Freddie stated flatly. Carly just rolled her eyes and smiled.
"So, do you want to switch back then?" She asked him. Freddie looked at her and then down at Sam.
"Uh, I don't think we should.." He replied quietly.
"Huh?" Carly asked. 'Did Freddie just say no?' She thought, wondering why.
"Well, I mean, we shouldn't move her around too much! Plus, you deserve a break." Freddie added, realizing that keeping his arms around Sam's body for a long period of time required some amount of strength and patience. Carly just looked back at him with a sly smile.
"Alright..." She replied, accepting his excuse for why he agreed to continue holding onto Sam. "...sounds good." She finished as she picked up the TV remote from the counter and walked over to Freddie's chair and sat down in it. "You going to be ok?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Freddie replied. Carly flipped the TV back over to the guide channel to pick out another show for them to watch. The kids gazed at the screen as various show titles scrolled up. There was a short period of silence in the room before Carly looked back over at Freddie, deciding to have a bit of fun at his expense.
"You like having your arms around Sam, don't you?" She mocked, holding a smug look on her face.
"What?! No!" Freddie replied, trying to keep his voice down, lest he wake their friend up. "It's just that uh..she's not feeling good, and she's cold, and she needs warmth, and um, I have warmth which she could use and I...you..uh..." He babbled helplessly until Carly decided to end the torture.
"Calm down." She laughed. "I was just kidding around." Freddie looked over at her and gulped.
"Nice, j-joke." He nervously replied, his face flustered. "Ha ha?" Carly just smiled and shook her head in response as she looked back at the TV screen. It was so easy to embarrass that boy.
So, was there any hidden meaning in that last scene? Or was it simply just Carly pushing Freddie's buttons about his denial of Sam being his friend? (Which she always seems to do whenever they talk about it!). Either way, that's for you guys to interpret! I made sure it can go either way for you different shippers! I'll be working on the next chapter! =)
