**I DON'T OWN ICARLY**

Epilogue:

(Freddie's POV)

I walked out in front the enormous crowd of people before me. They cheered and clapped, standing up as I made my entrance. I smiled widely and looked down to see my friends all clapping and smiling as well. I waved at them and to the audience as well. I walked over to the speaker, shooting him a grin.

"Freddie Benson, you just created the Super Computer, what would you like to say about it." The announcer said before throwing the microphone in my direction.

"Well, first I would like to thank my friends and colleagues for helping me through this. I worked really hard on it and they really helped me along the way. I would really like to thank Sam Puckett…" I went on but was suddenly cut off as the ground began to shake. I stared out worriedly at the audience. They were running toward the exit scared. Things began crashing around us and the ground began to jerk.

"Freddie…" I heard. It was familiar, but I looked around. I couldn't find the source of the voice. "Freddie! Wake up!" The ground lurched again. Wake up?

I jolted awake from my sleep, my eyes flashing open. I blinked a few times, still feeling my bed moving. For a second, I freaked, thinking that Seattle was having another earthquakes.

"Freddie!" I heard and fully awoke. I looked up to see someone familiar jumping up and down on my bed. "Benson!"

I sat up quickly. "Sam?" I asked as she continued to jump up and down. "What are you doing here! I'm not supposed to see you!" I grabbed the blankets and threw them over my head, hiding my face from her. I felt Sam jump once more and land right next to me.

"You know I don't believe in that sort of chiz." Sam said, breathing heavily. She clawed at the blankets on our bed. She pulled them off of me and stared at me.

"You're not even supposed to be here. I thought you were at Carly's place." I asked Sam. She smiled and shrugged. She picked up her MMA pillow that was usually on her side of the bed and hit me in the head with it.

"Oh, I just wanted to see you so badly." She said sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and yanked her potential weapon from her grasp and threw it at her this time. It hit her in the face and I immediately regret the decision. "You're going to get it Benson."

She hit me repeatedly in the face with her pillow. I laughed and shielded my face with my arms, while also trying to steal the pillow from her.

"Sam! Leave me alone!" I cried in my defense.

"Yeah right."

She contined to hit me a couple times before getting tired. She was breathing heavily as she threw the pillow off to the side. I peaked from behind my arm to see if she was done. She looked at me and began to bounce up and down again.

"Sam, you're 25 years old and you're acting like you're 16 again." I pointed out. She shrugged, settling again. "What's up?"

"I'm just excited." She said.

"Really?" I asked a little surprised. Sam didn't seem like one of those girls to get all giddy on "the Big Day".

"Yep, and I guess I'm just a little hyped up."

"Why?"

"I drank a lot of coffee." Sam responded, leaning down toward me. I raised an eyebrow but nodded.

"And this made you hyper?"

"Well, Carly woke me up really early and I was super tired. So she made me coffee and I may have drank more than I needed." Sam spoke very quickly. "Which reminds me; I got to pee."

She bolted off our bed and into the hallway of the apartment we shared. I heard the bathroom slam down the hall. I sighed and smiled, laying back down and pulling the blankets back toward me. I was still tired and wasn't planning on actually getting up for another hour or so.

Suddenly I heard the door open again and she came running back into our room. I closed my eyes trying to ignore the fact that she was flopping back onto our bed. I felt arms around me and I opened my eyes to see her face incredible close to mine. I smiled a bit, lifting my blanket, allowing her to get under the sheets with me. She wiggled her way under the blanket and crawled over to me, wrapping her arms around my bare torso. I wrapped one arm around her and pulled her to me.

"So why are you really here?"

"I forgot my shoes for my dress." Sam mumbled into my chest. Her eyes were closed.

"I thought you had everything at Carly's." I pointed out. "I mean, you are supposed to be there and not here."

"I know, but I decided against the high heels that Carly wanted me to wear."

I shifted my head to look at her. She glanced up at me and gave a sly smile. "Then, what shoes are you going to wear? You don't own any heels."

"I know."

I stared at her a bit, finally realizing what she meant. I smiled and shook my head in disbelief. "You're going to wear your sneakers with the wedding dress?" I asked. She nodded, tightening her hold on me for a second.

"I'm going to wear my purple Converse to match my hair band" she responded in a witty tone.

I scoffed. "Carly's not going to allow that."

"She won't even know I'm doing it." Sam shrugged. "Does it really matter anyway?"

"Not to me, but Carly might be a little peeved"

Sam sighed. "I don't care, she's practically planned this whole wedding and I haven't picked one thing. I think I should be able to decide what shoes I'm supposed to wear."

"Yeah and it's been nice that she's planned this whole thing." I said, sighing happily. "I haven't had to do anything."

Sam laughed lightly. "That's the most guy thing I've heard you say in a long time." She said, poking my chest. I sat up now, rolling my eyes.

"Shouldn't you be on your way to Carly's? You know, getting ready for the wedding?" I asked. She sat up and faced me, waving a hand nonchalantly.

"Nah." She shrugged. "Besides, when were you planning on getting up?"

"Well, guys don't need that long to get ready. Plus Gibby is supposed to be here in like an hour with my suit." I reminded. "He's with Tasha at that bar downtown, decorating for the after party."

"Oh, the after party." Sam said, raising an eyebrow. "I think I'm more excited for that."

"Of course."

"I just want cake and to party all night."

I laughed. "When don't you?" She swiftly snatched the pillow and hit my upside the head. I groaned and smoothed out my already messy hair.

"So, tough guy, you getting nervous yet?" Sam asked, a smirked playing along her lips.

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. " Nope. You?"

"Not even close." she grinned, almost like she was challenging me.

"Hmm." I looked at her sideways. "Not even cold feet?"

"If Mama was thinking of reconsidering, I wouldn't have ever said yes to begin with." She said, absently playing with her diamond engagement ring.

I smiled to myself. "That actually makes me feel better."

"So, you were nervous." She pointed out, smiling victoriously. "Hah!"

"Okay! Fine, maybe a little." I looked away, blushing.

Sam leaned forward and grabbed my face, making me look at her. "You're such a pansy." She smiled anyway at me. I made a face at her as she pinched my cheek.

"Sam…" I complained, pushing her hand away. She poked at me, trying to annoy me like usual. "Seriously, isn't Carly going to wonder where you went off to?"

"Nah, she thinks I'm going to my mom's house." Sam explained. "Besides, I have to meet Carly at the spa to get our nails done in a half hour."

"Get your nails done?" I asked in shock. These are activities I never expected Sam to be involved in. "Wait, let me guess…"

"Carly made me do it" Sam said at the same time as I said: "Carly made you do it."

"I don't know Fredward." Sam sighed, laying back. "I don't get what the big hype is about weddings anyway. Nobody ever really cares."

"Some people care." I added, "I care."

"Yeah, but that's because you're such a girl." Sam retorted. I furrowed my eyebrows at her usual vicious nature. "People only come to make it seem like they care and to get wasted at the after party."

"Is that why you're going?" I joked, smiling.

"Yeah." She stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "Oh and probably because I kind of have to show up at my own wedding."

"That might be nice." I added. "We kind of both need to be there."

"Yeah and the you know what else is kind of nice about this whole thing?"

"Hmm?"

"The honeymoon." She wiggled her eyebrows at me, sitting up and leaning toward me.

I laughed. "Oh really?"

"Yes, if only you would tell me what we're doing for our honeymoon." Her mood immediately going sour.

"It's a surprise" I repeated for the hundredth time this week. Sam huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. Than she turned and smiled slyly at me. I watched her carefully, hoping she wasn't going to hit me with a pillow again. She fixed her position so that now she was on her knees and crawled toward me. I watched her with curiosity now.

"Come on Freddie. Tell me." She spoke in a seductive voice. I rolled my eyes at her attempt to make me tell her the surprise. She reached forward and rest a hand against my cheek and leaned forward to kiss me. Her other hand was resting on my bare chest. She pushed me down so that I was now laying down again. She kissed harder and my arms moved around her. She smiled behind the kiss and pulled away. "Are you going to tell me now?" she asked innocently, pushing her blonde hair our of the way.

"No."

"What? Why not?"

"Oh come on Sam, that trick worked on me when I was in high school. Not anymore." I said smirking. Sam had look of defeat as she pulled away.

"I'm loosing my touch." she complained.

"Nah, you just tried that seduction method on me enough to where I'm resistant of it now." Sam rolled her eyes and turned away.

"C'mon Benson. Just tell me anyway!" She whined. I laughed lightly as she gave me her begging eyes.

"Fine, I was going to tell you today anyway."

"Really!" she jumped up and down on the bed again. I nodded and laughed again. I rested a hand on her shoulder to calm her down. "So what are we going to be doing?"

"I booked us a cruise to the Bahamas." I answered.

Sam stared at me a moment and I wondered if maybe that was a bad idea to make that trip. However, suddenly she was back to jumping up and down on the bed, cheering loudly. I laughed at her childish behavior. Then, she had her arms around my neck as she hugged me tightly.

"Oh my god!" she cheered, kissing me repeatedly.

"So you like it?" I asked, jokingly.

"I love it!" she paused and pecked me on the lips again. "I love me some boat food."

I rolled my eyes. "Of course."

"Can we just skip the wedding and go right to the cruise?" Sam asked, burying her face into the nape of my neck.

"Oh sure." I answered sarcastically. Sam pulled away and looked at me.

"Really? I'll start packing our bags." She started to get up, but I pulled her back to me. "We won't tell anyone where we are. It'll be our little secret."

I laughed. "As much as I would love to do that, we can't. We kind of have to go through all the other stuff first."

Sam groaned. "Oh alright."

Suddenly, Sam's phone beeped in her pocket. She fished a hand in her denim shorts and pulled out her phone. She read a text and looked at me.

"Carly just texted me, wondering if I was on my way to the spa." Sam spoke with a hint of annoyance in her voice. "Time for me to get all dolled up."

I smiled at her, but she contined to frown. "Oh come on, it won't be bad." I cooed. I leaned forward and kissed her, letting my mouth linger on hers for a moment. I pulled away and we smiled at each other for a moment. Sam got off the bed lazily and sighed. I crawled off as well, stretching as I stood up. I picked up one of my random shirts off the ground and put it on. Grabbing a pair of jeans as well, I pulled those on over my boxers.

Sam picked up her purse that she set by the door and pulled it on her shoulder. "Well, I better be on my way." Then she looked at the closet and walked over to it. She fished around in our dirty closet, that I attempted to keep clean but Sam always managed to mess it up. She pulled out a pair of purple, scuffed up sneakers. "I'm taking these."

Sam shoved them in her purse. I laughed and walked up to her, grabbing her by the waist. She looked up at me, cocking her head to the side.

"Well, this is goodbye." Sam said. I smiled and rolled my eyes at her dramatics. "I'll see you later."

"I'll be waiting at the altar."

"Meet you there." She grinned.

I leaned forward and kissed her softly. We pulled away slowly and looked at each other.

Never in a thousand years would I have thought I would be in this situation about 12 years ago. I guess things change…a lot. Sam smiled again before turning and walking down the hallway. I leaned against the frame of the doorway and watched her walk away. She glanced back at me and grinned again, shaking her head. I smiled to myself and sighed.

I wouldn't change anything.

(PLEASE READ)

Don't worry, I'm still here. I didn't forget about you guys. Anyway, this was the epilogue, but don't worry it's not quite over. Yes, the story is completely over, but I have something else. Tomorrow (hopefully) I will be posting an Extras and Outtakes chapters. Yes, I take a lot out of my stories and I have extra scenes that I wanted to add but couldn't. So I'll be posting all of those tomorrow (again, hopefully). I'm glad you all liked this story and I told myself I wasn't going to write an epilogue where they were going to get married (I thought it was a tad bit corny) but I decided to trust my gut and just go it. So yes, Sam and Freddie got married.

Alright readers, on another note, I have an idea of a few NEW stories I might do after this. I'm going to give you a small description and tell me which one you like best :D

1.) iAm His Only Bully (probably change the title)

When new girl, Nikki, come to Ridgeway high, she immediately become friends with Sam. They are practically twins when it comes to beating up kids, picking on nerds, loving meat and being lazy in general. So, naturally she joins the gang, but there are a few problems. For one, Carly is getting angry that she's slowly losing her best friend to someone else. Secondly, Nikki is beginning to pick on Freddie more than Sam ever did. At first Sam joins in with the fun but begins to be replaced as Freddie's 1 bully/frienemy, considering she may like him more than she comfortable with. So when things between Nikki and Freddie change drastically and Nikki begins getting close with Freddie, Sam begins to feel jealous. How will she get rid of Nikki now and will she team up with Carly? However, that would mean exposing her secret to her own best friend.

2.) NEEDS TITLE

Freddie changes his image to impress Carly. It works however, he's not enjoying it like he thought he would. Elsewhere, Sam wishes the old Freddie were back and tries to talk him into being the old nerdy Freddie. Yes Seddie romance. Not real original, but hey.

If you like these ideas, please tell me or give me some suggestions for them. Also, I'm still taking ideas for other story ideas. I really need them! Plus, if you still have questions for the story, feel free to ask too. Anyway, thanks sooo much for reading. Love you guys!

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-fireflies321