I recommend that you watch the #KillerTunaJump episode of Sam and Cat if you haven't already before reading this fic. It's a great episode with a lot of Seddie moments. But anyways, if you haven't seen it or you forget what happened, I'll provide you with a quick recap of what you need to know:
#TUNAJUMP RECAP: Sam unintentionally steals one of Cat's (Sam's roommate) friends Jade, so to get back at Sam, Cat uses Sam's phone while she's in the shower to call Freddie and tell him to come to L.A. fast because Sam was injured. The adorably worried Freddie arrives in L.A., Cat flirts with him at a restaurant she knows they'll see Sam at. Sam gets really jealous (HEART EYES!) and mad at both of them and seeks revenge by calling Cat's love interest, Robbie. Sam ends up agreeing to jump over a pool of deadly fish called razorback tuna using her motorcycle because of a whole side plot that's not nearly as exciting as the Seddie drama. Robbie and Freddie (which Robbie refers to as 'Frobbie' lol) end up watching her jump the tuna from a tall lift. Cat traps Sam in a closet and goes to jump the tuna with the motorcycle herself because she is worried about Sam getting hurt but Cat cannot even ride a motorcycle (great logic there Cat) so she ends up crashing it into the lift that Freddie and Robbie are on, causing them both to fall into the dangerous fish pool just as Sam arrives, having escaped from the closet. Sam rescues Freddie (and gropes his butt) then when Cat and Sam visit Robbie and Freddie in the hospital Sam asks Freddie on a date! (SEDDIE FOREVER!)
And a few additional notes: Freddie and Robbie have a bunch of casts and bandages from the tuna fish and Sam and Cat run a babysitting service.
Okay now that we're all on the same page, please enjoy!
- Tonsil Hockey -
"Sup Benson" Sam announces as she steps into the hospital room holding some slightly mangled flowers.
Freddie mumbles incoherently. "Oh right, I forgot you can't talk." Sam says. Freddie picks his phone up from the bedside table with his unbroken arm and starts typing.
A second later Sam's phone buzzes. It's a text from Freddie. She reads it aloud, "no but I can type."
"I got you some flowers." Sam says a little awkwardly as she holds up the mangled pink bouquet of flowers.
Despite the bottom half of Freddie's face being covered in gauze it was evident he was smiling by the way his eyes lit up.
He quickly typed out another text.
"Aww you got me flowers before I got you any." Sam reads. The text was followed with a winking emoji.
Sam rolls her eyes, "Well you always were more feminine than me… Not to mention I'd slap you if you ever chose to get me flowers over ham."
Sam's phone buzzes again and she reads her next text from Freddie, "Ha. Ha. So, who did you steal them from?"
Sam smirks at how well Freddie knows her. She sets the flowers down on her bedside table and sits on the edge of his hospital bed near his feet with her legs crossed.
"From some guy in the gift shop who was like 'oooh my wife just gave birth to our first baby girrrrl so I'm getting her piiiink floooowers…'" Sam uses her stupid/annoying person's voice and matching face when referring to the man. "Did you know this gift shop doesn't even have chocolate bars?!"
Sam pauses for a moment, "Anyways, why'd they split up you are Robbie? I thought you guys where 'Frobbie'?" Sam says with a laugh.
Freddie groans and rolls his eyes at her.
Sam playfully punches Freddie in the leg and Freddie lets out a gauze muffled scream as she hits his hard cast under the bedsheet. Sam's eyes widen with shock.
"Shit! Sorry, I forgot."
Freddie just sighs which Sam knows means that he forgives her.
Freddie doesn't bother to text his messages to Sam anymore and instead just shows her his phone with the typing. Sam reads it, "I got the nurses to move me to a different room because he is so irritating. Also, don't call us Frobbie."
Sam chuckles, "Nah… I think I'm gonna have to start adding Frobbie to my list of nicknames for you."
Freddie groans in annoyance and glares at Sam, who's still wearing a big smirk.
Sam gets up from her spot on the bed, patting Freddie's casted leg gently this time and goes to sit in the chair beside the hospital bed. She makes herself comfortable and starts to browse YouTube for something funny to watch.
She had been missing Freddie so badly that it hurt sometimes. She had, for the most part, stopped texting and calling him all together over the last couple of months, just as she had with Carly, Gibby, and Spencer. It was what she thought she needed to finally feel better. To not feel so sad and empty without getting to see them all day every day the way they had spent the last four years doing. It was really hard for her. It was really hard for all of them. They all loved each other so much. But Sam missed Freddie even more than Carly sometimes. It wasn't easy maintaining their friendship when they were apart from each other, Sam and Freddie had always had a complicated friendship after all.
Sometimes Sam wished more than anything that she could go back to the old days. Where Gibby was wearing a ballerina costume for a bit on iCarly, Freddie was doing his nerdy little 'in 5, 4, 3, 2'. Spencer would be downstairs making spaghetti tacos for everyone. They would go to the Groovy Smoothie afterword's where T-Bo would be selling green peppers on a stick. Carly would be swooning over some guy that wasn't good enough for her and be sassy towards Sam when she would shove Freddie off from his seat for no good reason.
Sometimes you don't realize what you have until its gone.
Sam sat with Freddie for the rest of the day. Freddie slept on and off through half of it but Sam didn't mind. When he was awake, they wouldn't talk much due to Freddie's gauze. But they would watch Celebrities Underwater together. Sam felt a little guilty and upset that Freddie was so injured but she had to admit that she was in some ways very happy about it because it meant that she got to spend more time with him.
Luckily, Freddie having thought that Sam was injured when he had first planned the trip, had convinced his mom to let him stay for however long it took for Sam to get better. The lie ended up working out well because when Freddie got badly hurt, he simply texted his mom that Sam was badly hurt and that he would not be coming back to Seattle anytime soon. It was a lie so convenient that not even his locator chip could give it away.
Sam fell asleep that night still sitting on the chair beside Freddie's hospital bed, her arms folded on the edge of Freddie's bed with her head resting inside the little nest that her folded arms created. Her head was very close to Freddie's. He was asleep. When she woke from discomfort, she stood up, stretching the kinks out from her back and shoulders before quietly leaving the hospital room to seek out her more comfortable bed at her and Cat's house.
Sam arrived at the hospital the following afternoon. Freddie had his gauze off this time. It was replaced with a large thick white bandage near the corner of his mouth.
"Aw look at you, you can talk again" Sam coos as she comes and stands at the foot of his bed.
"Kind of, yeah" Freddie says. His voice still sounded muffled by the bandage obstructing the movement of his mouth but he was understandable.
"Frobbie can finally kiss again!" Sam teases
"You're the one who said he was tasty Puckett" Freddie shot back, referring to Sam's bizarre kiss with Robbie that had made Freddie want to gag.
Sam groans. "Yea I lied about that part" She insists.
"So, does that make Robbie the second guy you've ever kissed?" Freddie asks cockily.
Sam gives Freddie a death glare and points her finger at him accusingly, "Dude I will stick a cactus up your butt if you don't shut up!"
Freddie's eyes widen with fear, "I'll shut up"
"How many girls have you kissed anyway?" Sam blurts out as she sits in her chair beside him.
Freddie looks surprised then laughs a little, "Sam, you can't just ask me that-"
She cuts him off slightly, "Oh c'mon you apparently seem to know who I've kissed."
Freddie shrugs, "I haven't kept any of them a secret from you."
"What's that suppose to mean?" She asks.
"You know who I've kissed. …. Just you, Carly, and Melanie." Freddie finishes a little shyly.
Sam laughs lightly, "Wow Freddie you really know how to pick em'."
"What's that suppose to mean?" Freddie questions.
Sam raises an eyebrow at him but gives a lighthearted smirk, "Your ex-girlfriend's best friend and her twin sister. Most guys would get their ass whopped for kissing their ex's best friend or sister. You got away with both."
Freddie smirks, "Look on the bright side Puckett, two out of the three girls I've kissed look just like you."
Sam shoots him a death glare so Freddie removes his smug expression and tries a different approach to the topic.
"That was all before you and I actually dated…." Freddie feels a sting of guilt when he says that, remembering the kiss that Carly had given him before she left. He had never told Sam about it and he had a funny feeling Carly hadn't either even though she had gotten so upset with Sam and Freddie when they had first kissed and kept it a secret from her. Maybe now was as good a time as ever to finally fess up…
"…With one exception" Freddie adds sheepishly.
"What exception?" Sam asks.
Freddie gulps nervously, "Promise not to get mad?!"
Sam shrugs, "Well I won't promise that, but I can promise not to hurt you more than you already are, that would be way too easy."
"Carly kissed me before she left…."
Sam raises her eyebrows in surprise and appears to be sad. After a moment of silence, she mumbles "oh…. So… how was that?"
"I dunno what it was supposed to mean… she kinda just… did it. And we never talked about it or anything."
"Do you…. still like her like that?" Sam asks.
"I just hated seeing her always dating so many crappy guys who ended up hurting her. I think I only had a bit of a thing for her because I just wanted her to be happy with someone so she could stop dating the wrong guys. Like when she was dating Steven, before we knew he was cheating. I was so happy about it."
"Right…. That makes sense I guess." Sam says. She thought about Carly's past dates and how bad so many of them ended up being and how she had even felt a sense of desperately wanting Carly to just be happy with the right guy. Wishing she could somehow fix her best friend's struggles in those moments.
"I'm sorry if it hurt you, I exaggerated it a little because I liked seeing your reactions." Freddie admits.
Sam laughs slightly and playfully slaps him on his arm where there aren't any bandages. "You wanted to make me jealous?!"
Freddie laughs a little, "All the time. It was my favourite thing to do back then."
Sam would always do her best to hide her jealousy but she knew that whenever Freddie was showing interest in another girl or another girl was making moves on Freddie that she would always start acting very weird.
"I was never jealous" Sam tries to deny.
Freddie scoffs, "You booked Gibby and I a gig at the Groovy Smoothie just so that I couldn't get with Sasha."
Sam rolls her eyes, "Okay maybe I would get a little jealous."
"Way jealous." Freddie teases.
"Yea yea, whatever." Sam's cheeks turn pink.
Freddie takes a deep breath, "Hey can I ask you something?"
Sam only nods slightly and gives him a waiting look.
"If you got so jealous of other girls then why'd you want to break up?"
Sam pushes her blonde curls out of her face nervously, "Because…. I only wanted to break up because I was afraid." Sam finally admits.
"Afraid of what?" Freddie questions.
"Everything! Of fucking something up and then you breaking up with me and hating me… but like hating me for real… It really freaked me out when you saw what I did to your N.E.R.D. camp application. And everything just got kinda weird with our other friends when we started dating. I was terrified of things ending badly and losing everything. You, Carly, Spencer, Gibby, and the web show. I just wanted to protect it all."
"I get it Sam. Except, you could have just told me that instead of saying we don't have enough in common."
Sam sighs, "It seemed so pointless to tell you, I knew you'd just tell me that nothing bad would ever happen, that I'll be your friend no matter what. And I know you would mean that when you said that but the truth is you deserve someone nicer and smarter than me and you would eventually come to know it."
"Sam… you know how I feel about you. Trust me, nothing is ever going to change that. I mean we haven't even talked in months and I'm still here with you because I thought something had happened to you. I'm always going to look out for you no matter what. And you are nice and smart you just hide it well." Sam loved hearing him say those words but she did her best to push her excitement to the side and ignore the feelings. They lived on opposite ends of the country it would take more than that to fix things.
"I wish we just stayed together. I ended the whole thing to protect my friendships and iCarly but ended up losing it all a year later anyways. If you and I stayed together then maybe I at least wouldn't have lost you!" Sam was a little shocked by how much she was opening up to him, but it felt so good to finally get the truth out after over a year.
"Why didn't you stay in Seattle? Or… say something to me about it when Carly left?" Freddie asks.
"Because I already knew that you and Carly kissed that day. She told me on her way to the airport. I took it as you guys were in love with each other and I shouldn't interfere. I needed to just get away and start fresh."
"Isn't thinking we were in love with each other a bit of a stretch?" Freddie asks softly.
"Well yeah, but I couldn't exactly ask either one of you guys what it meant either!" Sam insists.
Freddie thinks about this for a few seconds before shrugging a little, "Why not?"
Sam raises her eyebrow at him and makes her tone blunt the way she always does when she's responding to someone who she believes is being dumb, "Because that would be incredibly awkward."
Freddie nods, "True, but I think anyone could agree that you had the right to know."
There's a long silence as both of them try to process everything. Sam had just admitted so much to Freddie.
"I'm sorry I wasn't honest with you." Sam finally says.
"Don't be sorry" he insists. "I never wanted us to break up in the first place."
Please leave a review and let me know what you think! I have 7 more chapters of this story already written. It will probably be between 10-12 chapters all together