AN = Hey! I'm back! Yes, I'm actually back, yay! Okay, before I just babble on and on, I just want to say about my other story, iSwitch Places. It's a gender bender type story and I got it as an anonymous request, like, five months ago. It's supposed to be a two-shot but I've only posted the first chapter since I'm still writing the second one. Anyway, that's all I really wanted to say. So have a nice morning, afternoon, evening wherever you are in the world. x

Disclaimer: If I owned iCarly, Seddie would never have broken up. No, I unfortunately do NOT own iCarly.

Warning: I can't really explain this without giving too much away, so I'm just gonna say that this chapter is probably rated T.

Hug

"Sam!" Freddie smiled, rushing over to the blonde and pulling her into a hug.

"Hey," Sam said happily, hugging Freddie back. "Wow, someone's excited to see me."

Freddie pulled away, embarrassed slightly. "Yeah, well, I've been waiting a few days for you to get home since your flight last week was cancelled."

"Aww," Sam ruffled his hair with one hand and passed him her suitcase in the other hand. "You really did miss me. I only saw you, like, four months ago."

"That was too long," Freddie whined, pouting like a little kid.

"Uh huh, of course, it was," Sam rolled her eyes, taking his arm which he had just offered her. "Come on, nub, I'm really hungry and I'm so jet-lagged."

...

"Hey, bestie," Carly squealed excitedly, grabbing Sam into a hug the next day. "It's so good to see you!"

"Definitely," Sam nodded, quickly pulling away from the bone-crushing hug. "It's been literally two years since I saw you last."

"It's been too long," Carly agreed, sitting herself down on the sofa next to Freddie, closely followed by Sam.

"Man, that was probably the best sleep I've ever had in my life," Sam stated, stretching herself out. "The plane ride was so boring yesterday and it was a relief to wake up naturally this morning."

"Instead of what?" Freddie asked.

"You've stayed at mine and Cat's apartment," Sam laughed. "She wakes me up by jumping on me. And she even jumped on you while you were staying, even though I told her not to."

"She jumped on you!?" Carly gasped, bursting into laughter.

"Yeah, she did," Freddie chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "And it hurt, especially when I was already broken."

"I did warn you that that was how she wakes people up," Sam reminded him, shaking her head.

"I was still surprised she got back from her friend's house at, like, eight in the morning."

"She always comes back to wake me up."

"She didn't wake you up though, she woke me up!"

"Yes, but you woke me up with your yelling."

"That's because she jumped on me!"

"I was right beside you! There was no need to shout," Sam mumbled. "I should've pushed you out of the bed."

"Yeah because that wouldn't hurt at all," Freddie said sarcastically. "That would've probably hurt me more than her jumping on me."

"Whoa, wait, what?" Carly questioned, raising an eyebrow.

Sam and Freddie exchanged confused glances. "Uh, what, Carls?"

"You two slept in the same bed!?"

"Umm, yes?" Sam was still beyond confused. Why was her best friend making such a big deal about it? "What about it?"

"Freddie, please leave the room," Carly said firmly.

Freddie stood up. "Why?"

"Because I need to talk to Sam about...girly problems-"

"Okay, I don't wanna know," he quickly left the apartment, closing the door behind him. "Tell me when you're done," he called through the door.

Sam turned to Carly, frowning. "Why'd you make him leave? Girly problems? What is-" Sam suddenly gasped. "You're not, umm, you know, are you?!"

"Geez, no!" Carly giggled, blushing. "What makes you say that?"

"Last time I saw you, I swear you were thinner," Sam stated. Carly gave her a look, which made the blonde immediately backtrack. "Oh, umm, I mean, you look...healthy...?"

"Eh, I guess you're right," Carly shrugged. "I have put weight on, but it was the pizza in Italy's fault!"

"Of course it was," Sam laughed. "Now, what were these 'girly problems' you kicked Freddie out to talk about?"

"Oh yeah," Carly began to chuckle nervously. "Well, uh, did you two, you know, do something?"

"Huh?"
"You, um," Carly grimaced just thinking about it. "Did you two do anything coupley?"

"'Coupley?' I don't get what you're talking about-Oh, wait," the blonde face palmed, expression strained from her face. "You mean, that!? No, Carly! We didn't do anything like that!"

"You sure? I mean, I wouldn't be angry if you did," Carly said quickly. "I just wanna know you two were okay with it and all that. But since you didn't do anything, I don't have to have that awkward conversation-"

"Carly," Sam sighed, interrupting. "If I tell you something, you promise not to tell anyone?"

"Yeah, I'm your best friend. Why would I-"

"Just promise!"

"Okay, I promise!" Carly squeaked, scared.

"You know years ago when Freddie and I broke up?"

"Yeah? What about it?"

"Well, you know I told you that I broke up with him?"

"Yes...?" Carly was becoming very impatient and anxious about the end of the story.

"Uh, well, I didn't break up with him-"

Carly gasped. "He broke up with you!?"

"Kinda...it was mutual, okay?"

"Oh," Carly said, offering her friend a smile. "What's the point in this story again?"

"We, um, didn't just break up though..."

"What are you talking ab-Oh."

The two girls began blushing. They'd never really talked about that before and they'd never actually confessed they'd done it before. Carly knew exactly why Sam was stalling, she knew her friend hated that word.

"Yeah," Sam nodded nervously, biting her lip. "His mum was working the night shift so we went to his apartment and...well, yeah, you sorta know the rest."

"Had you two ever talked about it?" Carly asked. "And you were safe, right?"

"Yes, mother," Sam rolled her eyes but secretly, she loved how concerned and caring the brunette was. "And yeah, we had talked about it before but we didn't want to rush into it and make things awkward between us."

Carly hugged her friend. "You want to be back with him, don't you?" she smiled knowingly.

"I guess," Sam shrugged. "I do love him and I can't help but think about what happened that night we broke up, I really thought we'd last."

"Whatever is meant to be will always find a way, right?" Carly chuckled.

"Ha, that's funny, because that's what the top I 'borrowed' from you years ago said," Sam laughed.

"The top you-You what now!?"

"Nothing," Sam said quickly, her smile faltered.

Carly broke the hug and walked over to the door, shaking her head. "I'll tell Freddie he can come back in now. And, Sam?"

"Yeah," Sam looked up at the brunette.

"You'll be okay, won't you?" Carly smiled weakly, her heart breaking for Sam.

"I'm always okay," Sam sighed, avoiding any eye contact.

For some reason, I'm not so sure about that... Carly thought to herself silently, heading out into the hallway.

AN = Ooh, what did you think? Was it bad? Was it good? Was it Seddie? So, anyway, did anyone catch the reference I put in there about the Tuna Fish Jump episode? Hint: it was something to do with the shirt Sam 'borrowed' from Carly. I've actually been writing an awful lot of Seddie Future Fictions about their kids and their adventures, but I'm not sure whether people read those so I'm not gonna post them just yet; although, I'll definitely consider posting them soon. As always, reviews to me are like Sam and her ham. Yes, I like ham, too, but since technology where you can pass stuff through the screen hasn't been invented yet, I'll stick with the reviews. Thanks for reading! x