iWon't Desert You

Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly, if i did they would have kissed by now. oh wait they will, on jan 3 but no i don't own it.

A/N: Ok so this is the next chap of iWont Desert You. Thx to everyone who reviewed. Glad to know you guys enjoy reading my fanfiction as much as I enjoy writing them. Thoughts are in itaics. Enjoy.

Chapter 9 – Moving

The funeral was just over and everyone was leaving. Sam still stood beside her mother's grave. The Bensons stood behind her. They were worried with her. She had not shed a tear the entire time they were there.

"Sam dear, it's not healthy to keep your tears bottle up. If you feel like crying, just let it out." Mrs Benson spoke up.

"I'm okay." Sam said not turning around. "I just want a few minutes with my mother."

"We will be over by the car when you're done." Mrs Benson said. She caught the hint that Sam wanted to be alone. She turned and walked to the car, Freddie following behind.

Sam stood there, just thinking. She finally spoke. "Mum, you were always there for me when I needed help, even when I don't realise it. I'm sorry that we never spent enough time together. It's time we will never get back. I just want you to know you will always be in my heart. I know you're in a better place now. I remember what you told me that night, that dad always said 'don't let AIDS stand in the way of love'." She turned to look at Freddie next to the tree. "Say hi to dad for me. Bye mum." She turned to head for the car. Just then she felt a strong gust of wind blow past her. it was calming and almost serene. Sam smiled and continued walking.

"Are you okay?" Freddie asked as Sam got in sight.

"Yeah. I know she's in a better place now." Sam smiled. She opened the car door but was stopped by a hand.

She turned to realise the hand belonged to Spencer. "Oh Spencer, it's you."

"Yeah. Sam I'm so sorry. It was so sudden." He said

"Yeah but it's okay."

"Do you need a hug?" he asked. Sam smiled and gave him a hug. As she hugged him, she noticed that Carly was standing behind him.

"Oh Carly, I didn't know you were here." Sam said

Carly didn't talk. She didn't know what to say to Sam. "Thanks for coming." Sam said and before Carly could respond, Sam hugged Carly. Carly heart was breaking thinking about how she hurt Sam. She returned the hug. "Sam I'm sorry." She said and ran off.

"Carly! Where are you going." Spencer shouted. "Anyway you have my condolences. Bye" He said before running after Carly.

Sam and Freddie smiled and got into the car. Sam took one last look at her mum's grave at the top of the hill. She suddenly felt a hand in hers. She looked over to see Freddie holding her hand. He smiled at her and she returned it. His warmth was comforting.

"Well welcome to your new home." Mrs Benson announced as they walked into the apartment. "It's not much but its home."

Sam walked into the apartment pulling a huge luggage behind her. "Thanks Mrs Benson. Your home is lovely." She said.

"I know you need time to settle in but treat this like your own home." Mrs Benson said walking to the kitchen.

"Thanks." She said.

"I don't think you should sleep on the couch so I've set up a mattress in Freddie's room. I hope you don't mind. I'm sorry we don't have a spare bedroom." She said looking apologetic.

"No it's fine." She said and looked around the house. She has never been in Freddie's house often and wanted to get acquainted with the place. "So where's your room dork." She said.

"It's this way. Come on." He said walking towards his room. Sam followed him and entered his room. She had expected that his room would be filled with tech stuff but it looked like a normal bedroom.

"Wow, I never thought your room looked normal." She said surveying the room.

"Um…thanks?" he said. He was not sure if it was an insult or compliment.

"It's a compliment." Sam said bluntly.

"Oh okay. Then Thanks." He replied.

Sam found the mattress on the floor and set her backpack on it. "I'll go get my other stuff." Freddie nodded and she left the room. She walked back into the living room and the smell of food filled her nose.

"Sam, you can start unpacking and dinner should be ready in around thirty minutes. There is a spare closet in Freddie's room. You can put your clothes there."

"Okay, thank you. Food smells good by the way." Sam said pulling the luggage in to the room.

Upon entering the room, she noticed that her bag was on the bed and Freddie was crouched beside the mattress arranging the pillows.

"Freddie, you don't have to help me make the bed." She said.

"I'm not. I'm making my own bed. You're sleeping there." He said pointing towards the bed.

"But that's your bed." She said. She was confused.

"I can't allow you to sleep on this hard mattress can I. If I did, what kind of man would I be?" He said.

"Man?" Sam said raising an eyebrow.

"What? I'm manly." He stated

"Okay whatever you say." Sam said

Freddie rolled his eyes and continued with what he was doing. She watched him. She did appreciate the way he treated her and for the first time she actually believed she was falling for him.

"Don't let AIDS stand in the way of love." She thought. The sentence kept repeating itself in her mind. She wanted to tell Freddie how she felt about him.

"Freddie, I have to tell you something." Sam said walking towards Freddie.

"Yeah." He replied standing up.

Suddenly it hit her she can't do it. She wasn't ready. "What?" she said she had no idea how to get out of the predicament she got herself in.

"You said you wanted to tell me something." He said raising an eyebrow.

"Oh I ah… just wanted to say I think I lo…need to use the bathroom." She said

"Okay it's out the door and to the left." He said. He was confused at her actions but decided not to question it.

Sam bolted out of the door and ran to the bathroom. She locked the door and stood at the sink. She looked herself in the mirror and suddenly slapped herself.

"What's so difficult? I Love you. Simple, just say it. Oww" the pain from the slap finally kicked in. "I guess I don't know my own strength."

"ARGH!" She yelled out loud. She splashed her face with water and unlocked the door. She walked out only to be surprised by Mrs Benson.

"Sam, are you okay? I heard you shout." She asked frantic.

"Oh I was just um…." She looked at Mrs Benson who was still staring her down. "What are we talking about?"

"Why did you shout?" she repeated.

"Oh I was just um…" she was slowly backing up towards Freddie's door. She could think of an excuse. "I was just um…Bye!" she said and ran into the room.

"Okay." Mrs Benson said, raising an eyebrow. "Strange kid."

A/N: Okay, hope you like that chapter. A little more light hearted than the previous chapters. It actually wasn't supposed to be like this but the whole Sam acting strange and admitting her love for Freddie hit me before I went to bed last night. So I had to write it.

Anyway, please review. Cant wait for Jan 3.