Author's Note: Happy New Year! (Yeah, I know, it's pretty late to say that, but this is the first story I update this year, so yeah XD)

I know the beginning of this chapter might seem a little confusing, but don't worry, soon things start making sense again XD

Disclaimer: Seddie wasn't endgame on iCarly. There was a Creddie kiss in iGoodbye, but not a Seddie one, and even though there's still hope for Seddie with Sam&Cat, iGoodbye was a true disappointment. Do you really think I would ever do something like that to my fellow Seddiers?

And for the slow ones, I don't own iCarly!

Enjoy! ;)


Chapter 26: Unexpected Outcomes

Normal POV

The faint sound of the elevator going back to functioning coming from a few floors below could be heard a few seconds after the lever was up.

Carly took a few steps toward the elevator and simply stood there, waiting impatiently to hear the ding that meant the elevator had arrived on that floor and for the elevator doors to open. It was just then that she realized her heart was racing inside her chest, since she knew that there was no turning back now. What was done was done, and the time to face the consequences of her plan had come, being those bad or good.

The wait seemed to take an eternity to be over, but after several seconds that seemed to have dragged on for hours, the elevator finally arrived on the eighth floor, and the two metal doors separated from each other, allowing Carly to have a clear view of the inside of the elevator.

But what she saw in there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Sam and Freddie were sitting in opposite corners of the elevator, as far away from each other as possible, which surely wasn't a good sign.

Sam had her earpods stuffed in her ears and her PearPod was lying on her stomach, but she wasn't paying any attention to whatever song was playing, since she was clearly fast asleep. Her back was resting against the elevator wall and her head was tilted lightly to the side in an apparently not really comfortable position to sleep in.

Freddie had one of his school books resting on his lap, which Carly recognized as Biology II. He seemed to be pretty lost in his reading, but the moment Carly laid her eyes on him, he looked up at her, before letting out a sigh of relief.

"Finally!" Freddie exclaimed, getting up from the elevator floor, before grabbing his backpack and throwing it over his shoulder.

"Uh…" Carly hesitated for a moment as she tried to decide what to say. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," he replied as he grabbed Sam's backpack as well and stepped out of the elevator and into the Shays' living room. "And also glad to finally get out of this thing."

Carly didn't respond; she simply kneeled down next to Sam. "How long has she been asleep?" she asked as she shook Sam's shoulder lightly in an effort to try to wake the blonde girl up, but that didn't seem to be working really well.

"She slept during pretty much the whole time we were in there," Freddie answered from the seat he had taken on the couch.

"So... that was it?" Carly asked hesitantly, gripping tightly onto the last tiny bit of hope she still had inside of her, but she somehow knew it was in vain. "I mean, nothing else happened while you two were in there?"

"No, that was pretty much it," Freddie answered with a light shrug of his shoulders. "We called you right after the elevator stopped, then we were both silent for few minutes, and when I realized it, she was already sleeping, so I tried to entertain myself by studying for next week's Biology test."

Carly felt extremely frustrated when she heard those words, but she did her best not to let it show. Her plan had failed terribly, but at least her two best friends were okay. That last thought didn't make her few any less frustrated, though. All those hours she had spent worrying about how things would play out inside that elevator and every single thing she'd done this morning - everything had been in vain.

Trying to push all those thoughts aside for a moment, Carly turned her attention back to Sam, who apparently wasn't planning on waking up anytime soon.

"Sam?" Carly said, but she got no response from the sleeping blonde. "Sam!" Once again, she got no response.

Carly rolled her eyes as she stood up, stepped out of the elevator and walked to the kitchen. She went straight to the fridge and got a plate filled with ham out of it, before turning around and going back to the elevator. And as soon as she got there, she kneeled back down right in front of Sam and held the plate of ham right in front of the blonde's face.

"Sam..." Carly sang, waving the plate lightly from one side to the other. Sam's eyes shot open as soon as she breathed in the delicious smell of ham, her hands flying up in an effort to grab the plate, but Carly moved it out of the way before Sam could get her hands on it. "Come on, get up," Carly said as she got back to her feet and walked out of the elevator once again.

Sam groaned lightly in frustration. "Oh, come on!" she whined "Why do I need to get up?"

Carly simply gestured to the plate filled with ham. "The ham is waiting," she sang, holding the plate up a little higher.

Sam still hesitated for a moment, but she ended up getting up from the elevator floor slowly and lazily, before taking her earpods out of her ears and stuffing them, along with her PearPod, inside her pocket.

Sam then walked out of the elevator and walked up to where Carly was, coming to a stop right in front of the brunette. "Happy now?" she asked.

"Kinda," Carly replied, handing the plate to Sam, who gladly grabbed it and began devouring the ham hungrily.

"So, the elevator is fixed now, huh?" Freddie, who had been watching their little exchange from his seat on the couch with clear amusement in his eyes, suddenly asked, breaking the silence that had taken over the room.

"Uh... Yeah, I think so," Carly answered, sounding slightly hesitant, even though she was truly trying not to let on just how nervous she was feeling at the moment.

"Good," he replied.

"Yeah, I just hope we don't have to worry about getting stuck in there like that ever again," Sam said after swallowing one of the various slices of ham Carly had given to her. "That's definitely not something I'd like to try again."

When Carly wasn't looking, Sam winked at Freddie, wordlessly telling him that she actually didn't mean what she'd just said, and he gave her a quick smile in response, which all went unnoticed by Carly.

They were all silent for a moment, and in no time at all, Sam was done with her ham.

"So," Sam began as she walked over to the kitchen and put her plate in the sink. "What was it that you wanted to tell us? The thing you texted us about earlier today?"

Carly froze, her eyes widening for barely a second, before she somehow managed to hide her shock. She hadn't been prepared for that question, and she had honestly no idea how to answer that.

She had been so sure that her plan would work that she hadn't even considered the possibility that maybe it wouldn't, and she just now realized that she should have come up with a lie to tell Sam and Freddie in that case.

"Oh, yeah, uh... I was gonna tell you guys that..." Carly tried to come up with something to say, but her mind seemed to have suddenly gone completely blank. Come on, a distraction, a distraction...

"Carls? You there?" Sam snapped her fingers in front of her best friend's face as she stared expectantly at the brunette, a hint of impatience clear in her voice.

"Yeah, I..." That was when Carly truly started to panic. She was even beginning to think that Sam and Freddie would find out about her little plan when Spencer's voice suddenly echoed through the living room, coming from inside his bedroom.

"Ouch! Bad Fluffy! Bad Fluffy!" Spencer came running into the living room wearing nothing but his duck boxers, which caused the three teenagers to burst out laughing.

"Uh... Spencer, why are you dressed like that? Or should I say... undressed?" Carly asked, trying to hold back her laughter, but failing horribly at doing so.

"Fluffly ate my pants!" Spencer exclaimed, and his sister couldn't help but raise her eyebrows at him.

"Yeah, well... I really think you should give Fluffy away to someone…" Carly started, but when she noticed the look Spencer was giving her, she changed her mind about what she was going to say. "I mean, to some place where she can live happily with other giraffes."

Spencer rolled his eyes at his sister. "She is happy here!" he told her.

"Yeah, living in an apartment in the middle of Seattle with Spencer really is the dream of every giraffe in the world," Sam said sarcastically, and Spencer glared at her.

"Of course it is!" he said.

"Yeah, sure," Freddie said, also sarcastically and laughing lightly, and Spencer simply glared at the three.

That was when the four of them heard a loud bang coming from Spencer's room.

"Fluffy!" Spencer yelled, before running back into his room. "Fluffy, put that down now!" they all heard him yell before he closed the door of his room shut.

"Anyway..." Freddie broke the silence, still holding back his laughter. "You were saying?" He turned his gaze to Carly, who just didn't seem able to find a way out of the mess she had put herself in.

"Oh, yeah, right. I was gonna tell you guys about, uh... About the idea I had for a new iCarly segment!" Carly said, smiling nervously at her two best friends. "Yep, that's right. That's what I wanted to tell you."

Sam couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at her. "So... What is it?" the blonde asked, and Carly tried to come up with something else to say, but she failed horribly at it once again.

Carly remained silent this time, finally giving in. It was clear in Sam's face that she knew something was up, and so was in Freddie's, so Carly saw no point in trying to lie to them anymore.

Carly sighed in defeat. "Okay, okay. The truth is... I didn't actually have anything to tell you," she admitted, and Freddie suddenly stood up from the couch.

"What do you mean?" he asked, walking up to where the two girls were standing, only stopping when he was standing right beside Sam, his arms crossed over his chest.

"I meant exactly what I said," Carly told them, looking down. "I didn't have anything to tell you guys," she repeated, and the two exchanged a quick smile, which once again went unnoticed by the brunette.

"Then why did you text us saying that you had?" Sam asked.

"Because..." Carly sighed, finally looking up at the two as she decided to just get it all over with and tell them the truth. "Because I needed you guys to come here right after school, but I couldn't tell you why."

"But why couldn't you tell us?" Freddie asked, a hint of a smile playing to the corner of his lips.

"I, uh..." The words got caught in Carly's throat when she was about to speak, and Sam and Freddie exchanged another look, this time to wordlessly tell each other that they thought it was already enough. That was probably all they'd get from her.

"You wanted us both to go inside the same elevator together and alone so you could shut down the power while we were in there?" Sam asked, and Carly simply gaped at her for a moment, disbelief clear on her features.

"How do you...?" Carly let the question float in the air.

"It wasn't really that hard to figure it out," Freddie told her, shrugging lightly.

Carly just stood there for a moment, not really knowing what to say next. She knew that the only thing she could do now was apologize, since her two best friends had spent their whole afternoon stuck inside an elevator because of her, and that was exactly what she did next. "I'm sorry, okay? I didn't really think it through, and-" she started, but Sam quickly cut her off.

"You don't need to apologize, Carls," Sam told her, interrupting her before she could apologize any more. "We're not mad at you."

Carly frowned in confusion. "You aren't?" she asked, and the two nodded in response.

"Yeah," Freddie replied. "In fact, we even feel like we should thank you for what you did," he added, and Carly seemed to be even more confused than before.

"Thank me? But why would you...?" Carly didn't have the chance to finish that, since Freddie answered her unspoken question by wrapping one arm around Sam's waist and pulling her closer to him. Sam looked up at him and gave him a quick peck on his lips, smiling.

Carly's eyes widened at the sight, and she couldn't stop herself from letting out an extremely loud and high-pitched girly scream as she stepped forward and pulled the two into tight hug.

"I knew it! I knew it! Oh my gosh, I can't believe it actually worked!" Carly kept saying as she jumped up and down in happiness, smiling brightly.

"Okay, Carls, we get it," Sam said after a few seconds as Carly continued to jump up and down, still holding tightly onto Sam and Freddie, and they both could easily tell that she wasn't planning on letting go of them anytime soon.

"Oh, sorry," Carly said as she pulled away from the two. "Okay, I see that you," Carly began, pointing at Freddie. "Obviously didn't study for that test during the whole time you two were in there and you," she continued, now pointing at Sam. "Wasn't asleep during the whole time."

"Yeah, you're right," Freddie replied, smiling, his arm still wrapped around Sam's waist.

"I did fall asleep, though," Sam defended herself, and Carly simply rolled her eyes at her, chuckling.

"You two are gonna tell me everything that happened while you were in there!" Carly demanded, and Sam and Freddie exchanged a brief glance. They had known since back when they were still inside the elevator that Carly would want to know everything that had happened in there as soon as she found out the truth.

"Sure," Freddie replied for the two of them, and Carly clapped her hands excitedly.

"But first..." she started, turning around. "SPENCER!" she yelled, and her older brother came running into the living room once again.

"What? What?" he asked, frantically looking around as he waved the baseball bat he was holding through the air, and the trio was glad to see that he had put another pair of pants on.

"Uh..." Carly stared at him confusedly for a brief moment, but then decided to simply shrug it off. "What would you say if I asked you to make us all spaghetti tacos to celebrate this special day?"

"Special day?" Spencer asked, his gaze then wandering from Carly to Freddie and Sam. It took him a few seconds, but he soon spotted Freddie's arm around Sam's waist and realized just how close to each other they were standing. "No way!" he exclaimed, a smile instantly forming on his lips, before he began doing a little happy dance.

He soon stopped dancing, though. "Oh, wait," he said, frowning.

"What?" Carly asked him, clearly confused.

"That means I owe Socko fifty bucks... Oh, well." He shrugged and resumed doing his happy dance.

"Why do you owe him fifty dollars?" Freddie asked, chuckling Spencer's randomness.

"Because we made a bet on whether or not Carly's plan would work," he explained, shrugging once again. "But well, who cares? Let's start making these spaghetti tacos!"

Spencer continued to dance happily for a few more seconds, but stopped once again when he realized that he was still holding the baseball bat.

"You know what? Why don't you go ahead and get the taco shells out of the cabinet while I go put this back under my bed," he said, before turning around and vanishing back into his room.

As soon as Spencer was out of sight, Carly walked over to the kitchen and started looking for the taco shells, but Sam and Freddie didn't seem like they intended to help her as they simply watched her. Realizing that, the brunette girl turned around and looked over to where they were standing side by side.

"Are you two helping me or what?" she asked, and Freddie finally stepped forward to go help her, but Sam held his arm and gently pulled him back.

"Yeah, but first..." Sam said, and planted a short kiss on Freddie lips, which he gladly responded.

"Awwwww," Carly cooed, smiling at the two. "Okay, that's enough kissing for now. The spaghetti tacos are not going to make themselves!" she told them, and the couple finally pulled away from each other, smiling, before walking up to where Carly was to help her with the taco shells, and Spencer soon joined them in the kitchen.

Carly invited Gibby to come over as well, since he had helped her with her plan, and he got there soon after she called him. And soon enough, the five of them were sitting at the Shays' kitchen table, enjoying their meal and each other's company.

After dinner, Spencer announced that he needed to go feed Fluffy, so he excused himself out of the living room and disappeared into his room, not coming out of there for the rest of the night. Gibby left early too, since he had promised his mother that he'd be home early so he could take care of his little brother, Guppy, while she was out on a date with a guy she had met a few weeks ago.

Freddie's mother had called her son some time before the spaghetti tacos were ready to ask him how he was and if he had gotten home from school without any problems. Freddie could easily tell that she was a bit irritated, but he didn't understand why back then, since he decided it was best not to ask her about it on the phone with all his friends around him.

He soon understood the reason for his mother's irritation, though. After Spencer vanished into his room and Gibby left, Carly, Sam and Freddie were left alone in the living room. They had made a promise that they'd explain everything to each other after dinner, and when they were left alone, Carly explained everything about her plan to Sam and Freddie, including how she and Spencer had tricked Freddie's mother into believing that one of those parenting groups she was a member of would have an emergency meeting that afternoon. And when Carly was done talking about her plan, the couple told her what had basically happened in the elevator, since they knew she wouldn't leave them alone if they didn't tell her at least something about it.

When it started to get late, Sam invited herself to spend the night at Carly's and Freddie said that he'd better go home before his mother came looking for him. He said goodnight to Carly, who then left the living room abruptly right after announcing that Spencer was calling her name from his room, saying that he needed her help with something, which left Sam and Freddie alone in the living room.

"You know Spencer didn't call her, right?" Sam asked, smiling as Freddie sat down beside her on the couch. He laid one arm around her shoulders, and she snuggled closer to him.

"Yeah, I know," he replied, a smile playing on the corner of his lips as he planted a soft kiss on the top of Sam's head. "And I'm happy she did what she did."

"And why is that?" Sam teased, looking up at him and smiling back.

"Well, I don't know, isn't there something you wanna do?" Freddie asked her teasingly, lifting an eyebrow at her, something that she had always thought was extremely cute and sexy.

Sam knew what Freddie was expecting to hear from her, but she decided to tease him a bit before giving him what he wanted. "Yeah, I bet there's a new episode of Girly Cow on right now," she said as she reached for the TV remote that was lying on the coffee table.

Freddie frowned in confusion for a moment, until he saw the look in her eyes and realized that she was just playing with him, and he decided that he might as well play along.

Keeping that in mind, he quickly reached for the remote and grabbed it before she could. Sam quickly looked up at him, pretending to be shocked by what he had just done, but it was clear that she was actually pretty amused by the situation.

"You know, that just reminded me," Freddie began, pointing the remote at the TV. "There's a new documentary about Galaxy Wars coming on tonight, and it-"

"Oh, just shut up and kiss me, you nub!" Sam cut him off, sound both impatient and amused.

Freddie chuckled at her, and then leaned in quickly, capturing her lips with his own without a single moment of hesitation. He was glad that she had given in so easily; his lips had been hungry for hers for hours now.

The remote fell down onto the floor with a low thud, but the couple ignored it; they were just too caught up on each other to notice anything going on around them.

Freddie lifted his right hand and rested it on Sam's left cheek, caressing her skin lightly with his thumb. Sam had one hand on the back of Freddie's head, messing his hair while the other rested on his chest.

Freddie soon found himself wrapping one arm around Sam's waist, pulling her closer to him. Sam then moved the hand that had been resting against her boyfriend's chest up to join the other on the back of his neck, pulling Freddie as close to her as she could.

Freddie's cell phone suddenly beeped, forcefully bringing them both back to reality. The couple hesitantly pulled away from each other, both of them completely out of breath.

Sam laid her head on Freddie's shoulder, breathing heavily, while he looked down at his phone.

"It's my mom," Freddie announced, breathing just as heavily as his girlfriend as he read the text his mother had just sent him. "She said that if I don't get home in the next three minutes, she's coming here to get me herself."

"I guess we'll have to continue this later, then," Sam said, pouting as she leaned back a little so she could look at him.

Freddie chuckled at her. "Don't worry, we'll have plenty of time for that," he assured her as he stood up from the couch and stuffed his phone back inside his pocket.

Freddie then leaned in once again, until his lips were merely a few inches away from Sam's ear. "Goodnight, Princess Puckett," he whispered sweetly, before planting a soft kiss on the side of her head.

"Goodnight, Fredly," Sam replied, smiling, before she captured his lips with hers in another kiss. It was a sweet short kiss, but at the same time, still pretty intense and passionate.

Freddie somehow managed to make himself pull away from Sam and hesitantly walked over to the front door. He sent her one last smile as he walked out the door, before he closed it shut behind him.

As soon as the door was closed, Sam let out a happy sigh, and she caught herself smiling to herself as she thought about everything that had happened that day.

I'm dating Freddie.

She kept repeating that thought inside her head over and over again, since its meaning just didn't seem to have actually sunk in yet. It was almost impossible to believe that earlier that same day, she had been trying to avoid Freddie, sure that he didn't feel anything for her and that he was still in love with Carly. If only she had known the truth back then…

And even when her best friend came back into the living room a few minutes later, Sam still hadn't been able to stop smiling.


Author's Note: So what will happen to Seddie? Will it be iDate Sam & Freddie all over again or not? And what about Fluffy? Will she ever be able to play with other baby giraffes? Find out in the epilogue! ;D

I'll try not to take an eternity to update this time XD

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