A/N: Thanks for the positive response. Now this next chapter just popped up, a product of a less than sober mind; stupid mojito mix. Anyways, Viper2858, glad you like it; oh, maybe I could clue her in, not sure if I can bring her in physically though but I'll do my best, well not like this chap I suppose. Again, thanks for the reviews, even drunk me appreciated it and wrote something; a bit comedic but it's something. Anyways, next chapter.


Seattle WA

Shay Apartment

June 4, 2011 Saturday

Sam noticed for quite awhile now that Carly has woken up and just sat there on her side of the bed. Since it was a Saturday, Sam kept her eyes shut forcing back some sleep. After a few moments of trying, she heard Carly sniffle, all idea of getting back to sleep left Sam.

Sam slowly opened her eyes, thankful that her head was still on the same side as when she slept last night, which would mean that Carly had her back on her and she won't notice that she too had woken up.

Sam observed Carly for the mean time. Carly's hair was disheveled, like it was her that had been twisting and turning the entire night trying to get comfortable which rarely happened unless her brunette best friend was suffering from a break up. Sam thought for a moment. She hasn't asked her about the deets on her date yet; she opted to do it now.

"Morning Carls, whoa, your hair is a mess. What's up? What happened with your date last night? I want deets." Sam said in a mock demanding tone.

In a quivering voice, Carly answered, "Ohhh, you know. Just the usual date, Steven bought me a smoothie, we talked, can't remember what about. Then he said he needed to go to LA spend some time with his dad, that's for a month if I remember correctly, I don't know I wasn't listening. So we left early cause he had his flight the next morning, which would be today, he walked me up to the lobby, gave him a kiss, he wanted to deepen it but I pulled back when I saw Freddie's car drive out of the parking lot." Carly's tone was dead as she recounted her evening.

"Carly? Cupcake? Would you turn around?" Sam said more a command that a request as she sat up.

Sam wouldn't have believed that it was Carly she was seeing if she hadn't heard her speak a moment ago. "Have you been crying?" Carly nodded in response, "All night?" Carly nodded again. "Why!?" Sam asked although she might already know the answer she's certain Carly would unintentionally deny in 5… 4… 3… 2…

Carly shook her head, "I don't know." She then clutched her chest and took a deep breath, "I feel like I've lost something really important." She said as a tear rolled down her right eye.

"C'mon kiddo, how about you take a ridiculously long shower while I make us some breakfast." Sam offered and Carly was inclined to accept, a ridiculously long shower did sound nice.

Once Carly had closed bathroom door behind her and started the shower, Sam looked at the digital clock Carly had on her bedside table and audibly groaned seeing that just a quarter to eight on a Saturday morning; she didn't plan to wake up until it was about lunch time. She got up and went down stairs to make some breakfast.

"Oh hey morning Spencer, you're up early." Sam greeted upon seeing the artist as she got to the Shay's living room.

"Morning Sam, yeah I wanted to finish this sculpture early for some reason." Spencer said with eyebrows furled, "Oh hey, let me do that, go get started on your morning rituals, you can use my bathroom." He offered when he saw Sam about to make herself and Carly some breakfast.

"Cool, thanks. I'll go get my stuff." Sam said as she ran back up to get some fresh clothes and a towel; she then proceeded to use Spencer's bathroom.

Carly did take Sam's advice to heart as she was in the shower for about two hours whilst Sam had only taken fifteen minutes. The remaining hour and forty-five minutes, Sam used to try and coax Carly out of her bathroom.

Instead of eating breakfast, Spencer had opted to make them some brunch since he needed to go the Seattle Art Museum to add his latest finished sculpture to his gallery.


A little over after noon that day, while Carly and Sam were lazing around watching some videos that their fans hope to have shown on their web show, they heard a knock on the living room door. "It's open!" Carly called out.

"Hey." Freddie said only poking his head in.

"Hey Freddie, come in." Carly eagerly invited.

Freddie opened the door wider and revealed that he wasn't alone. "Shelby wanted to come by and hangout." He said.

Seeing Shelby with Freddie took Carly by surprise, her eyes grew wide for a moment until Shelby greeted them, "What up Carly, Sam." Shelby greeted with a wave as Freddie leads her in.

"Hey hey." Sam casually greeted as she turned when she recognized the voice that had greeted her and Carly. "Glad to see you're fully clothed this time Shelbs." She teased with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.

Shelby chuckled, "Oh well, Freddie made up for it with an intense match this morning so I guess I'm good for now." She said with a devious grin.

Sam snorted and shook her head; she turned back her attention to what she was watching on the kitchen counter monitor. Carly remained wide eyed with shock, which was not lost to everyone in the room.

Freddie cleared his throat, "Carls, I'm gonna go up and check up on our server." This got Carly's attention. "You cool hanging out here?" He turned to ask Shelby.

"Yup." Shelby answered as she flopped on the sofa.

Freddie nodded and proceeded to the stairs.

Carly snapped back to reality just as Freddie disappeared climbing up the stairs to the next floor. She wanted to talk to Freddie but she couldn't figure out what to talk about. So she just slowly turned back to what she and Sam were watching.

After a moment, Sam called out to Shelby without turning her attention from the monitor, "So Shelby, what did you mean by the intense match you had with Freddie this morning?" she asked with a hint of teasing from her voice, not directed at their fighter friend, but she hoped it would get to Carly.

Shelby chuckled and stood up from the couch to join them at the kitchen counter but stood facing them on the other side. "Oh you know, just some sparring, you did interrupt us in the heat of the moment last night." She smiled deviously hinting that she got Sam's intention for the question.

Carly who was listening in immediately turned bright red on the cheeks when she couldn't help but picture out in her head what Shelby just said.

Shelby noticing Carly's immediate reaction feigned ignorance and asked, "Whoa, what's up Carly? Do you have a fever or something?" She asked as she placed the back of her on the brunette's forehead.

"Ah no, I'm fine… just some uh…" Carly said, lost for words unable to make up an excuse just cleared her throat, "So, you and Freddie…" she piped up rather forced.

Shelby beamed, "Yup, me and him." She then turned to Sam, "What are you watching?"

Sam chuckled, amused at how Shelby got a hint of her plan, "Just some videos our fans sends us hoping that it might make it in the show."

"Hmmm. Hey, you guys did that look-alike show a couple years back right?" Shelby asked.

"Yeah, what about it?" the blonde asked back.

"You'll love this; it's really creepy how much we look almost identical, search for a Tori Vega on 'TheSlap' or 'SplashFace'."

Sam did as Shelby instructed and immediately clicked on Tori Vega's video with the most views, "What? No way! Dude, you two are like twins!" Sam exclaimed and laughed along with Shelby; Carly who had cooled down from the sudden heat she felt earlier joined in the laughter.

"Hey, here are some of this Tori girl's tagged pics, man I still can't believe how you two look so much alike; are you sure you don't have a long lost twin sister Shelby?" Sam asked while she browsed around Tori's 'TheSlap' profile.

Shelby shook her head, "Nope, I'm pretty sure I'm the only girl in the family."

"Oh look, this Rex guy just tagged a photo of Tori with... Holy Chizz!" Sam turned to Carly beside her, "Isn't that your boyfriend Steven?"

Carly shook her head, "No, it can't be… Steven's in LA…" she weakly said.

"Ahhh… Carly? Tori lives in LA, it says so right here on her profile, see? She goes to Hollywood Arts." Said Shelby, she had gone around the counter to look at the photo that had surprised Sam.

"No, that doesn't mean anything. Maybe they're just friends, that photo doesn't mean they're more than friends." Carly rambled out.

"Carls… would you look at how close those two are. You have to face it Carly, Steven might be cheating on you." Sam insisted.

Shelby felt that the web show hosts are about to get into an argument as she observed Carly and Sam. And even though she's a mixed martial arts fighter, conflict without sport rarely appeals to her, especially between best friends such as these two. "At least try to be open to possibilities Carly; how about you try calling him up." Shelby interjected with an agreeing nod from Sam.

Carly eyed the female fighter for a moment, she can understand what Freddie sees in her but that's hardly the point at the moment. "mmmk" she pulls out her phone and dials Steven number.

Carly is answered by voicemail. She drops the call without leaving a message. "No answer," she said with a sad look on her eyes.

Sam turns to walk up the stairs. "Where are you going?" asked Carly, confused at the blonde's sudden action.

"To tell Freddie about Steven possibly cheating on you," Sam nonchalantly said.

"Why?" Carly asked, while Shelby opted to take over on looking up some more photos of Tori.

"So that we can tag team on Steven if I can prove that he's cheating on you," Sam flippantly said then bolted up the stairs.

It took Carly a few seconds to process what Sam had said, "What... Sam! What's that supposed to mean!?" she asked as she tries to catch up with Sam up the stairs toward their iCarly studio.


When Carly reaches their studio, she finds it locked with Sam's back leaning against the glass door, "SAM! OPEN UP!" she screams to the blonde on the other side of the door. She then realizes that it's no use. Carly had forgotten that they had soundproofed their studio entirely when they had one noise complaint from an elderly couple who they later found out that the complaint wasn't directed to their activities during their web show and good ol' Lewbert just happened to have conveniently mixed things up.

Since screaming proved useless. Carly settled on banging the wooden part of the door with her fist. Sam pointedly ignores her barrage of assault on the door; Carly can see that Sam is having a casual conversation with Freddie, and as she expected, whatever her male best friend is feeling about the news of Steven possibly cheating on her, it's completely unreadable from Freddie's face. If she knew any better, Carly would even say that Freddie didn't seem to care about her that much anymore.

Then there must have been something about what Sam said but Carly could swear she saw Freddie stiffen for a fraction of a second and a flash of anger on his chocolate brown orbs that sent shivers down her spine, the only emotion she'd seen from his eyes ever since they became cold, uncaring and guarded. But as soon as it came it's gone the next.

Carly crossed her arms and stood fuming, she doesn't know what Sam and Freddie are talking about inside. Finally Freddie gestures a hand toward Carly standing outside, clearly trying to convince Sam to open the door. Sam relented; she unlocks and opens the door.

"Hey, Carly. What's Shelby doing downstairs?" Freddie greets and asked, as if on cue, the elevator starts up and opens up to reveal the female fighter inside.

Carly mentally kicks herself all over for forgetting about the elevator.

"Hey hey, you called?" Shelby said with a bright smile, "Can't find any more photos of Tori with err, well your boyfriend. So we have only that photo to go by."

"And I'm telling you that it's enough evidence, I say we buy roundtrip tickets for LA, a few hours should be enough to track down Steven and give him the beating of a lifetime." Sam argued.

Freddie chuckles, "Sam, be nice. Carls, have you tried calling Steven?" he said in an even tone.

Carly's eyebrows furled, Freddie's tone sounded normal but laced with concern for her and an emotion she's not familiar with coming from the tech producer being directed at Steven.

"Uhm, yeah. No answer. Look guys, I'm sure there's nothing going on with Steven and that girl Tori." Carly said.

"Ok. But call him again later." Freddie said almost insisted, "Anyway, I was done working on the server about five minutes before Sam came in, you guys up for some Smoothie?"

Carly is surprised by Freddie's invitation; somehow it felt like old times, like the old Freddie she's been missing.

"Your treat?" Sam hopefully asked with a wide grin.

Freddie smirked, "Sure, it's been awhile. Lead the way." He said holding a hand out towards the elevator.

Carly timidly follows after Sam into the elevator while Shelby and Freddie made their way towards the back of the elevator. She knows she shouldn't be listening in on their conversation but she can't help it if their words just so happens to find their way into her ears.

"You know, we could have done something worthwhile with your extra five minutes." Shelby whispered into Freddie's ear when she turned around to face the iCarly tech.

Freddie let out a slow breath onto Shelby's neck, knowing how it turns the fighter's knees into jelly; he holds her by the waist while she grabbed on to his shoulder, "Shelby, stop teasing when you can't back it up." he whispered in a husky velvety voice which only intensified the effects of his breath hitting her neck.

Shelby lets out a sound between a moan and a whimper, "You'll pay for this later Freddie, tonight I'm on t…"

Carly couldn't make out Shelby's last word when the elevator dinged indicating they've reached their apartment building's ground floor.

"Whoa Carly, you're as red as a tomato!" Sam exclaimed when she turned to Carly after the elevator door opened.

"Well… I uh… I was… uhm…" Carly stuttered out words, unable to form an excuse with them.

Sam snorted out a chuckle, "I know cupcake." She then turns to Shelby and Freddie, who were halfway through fixing their intimate stance, "Tune down the Porn lines next time, will you, we have a minor here. Geez… " Sam said in a mock annoyed tone.

Freddie smirked while Shelby breathed deeply and smiled warmly at Sam and Carly. "C'mon, let's have those Smoothies so I can cool down." Shelby said as she grabs Carly and Sam by their arms to lead them out of the building and towards the Groovy Smoothie. Freddie chuckled and shook his head as he followed suit.


Oh, same drill guys. Drunk me wasn't too particular on his punctuation and grammar. Now I gotta sleep off this pounding headache.