((((((Loving the reveiws! Thanks so much for likin the story! I never planned on making Carly such a bitch but it kinda fit. Thank you all! And Thank you very much Child-Of-Oturn! Can't believe someone thinks my story is that great that they would call it the Holy Grail of the section lol! But it totally fuels me to write the next chapter!)))))))

Spencer had been looking for about an hour for Freddie. He was growing tired from the ongoing search and yet scared at what could possibly have happen to him. Being in a city caused there to be a high possiable amount of dangers. Gang shootings, Murders, Hitt and Run. The possibilities were endless.Hopefully the chocies running through Spencer's head weren't true. Turning his small car (I do not have a clue if he drives or not) onto the next street. That's when he saw it. He watched as a young man slipped off the icey bridge and tumble into the water below. Spence couldn't make out his features but he had to save him. Spencer glanced at the clock and saw that it was half past eight and still no Freddie. Chewing on his lip, Spence decided that Freddie might be at home and right now this guy needed help. Being the nice guy he was there was no way he could leave him to die.

Leaping out of the car and dashing toward the slope that lead down the side of the bridge. Sliding down most of the way since it was slicked with some ice. Spencer stopped and scanned the calm surface of the creek. He guess that it was much deeper than 2 feet so the guy might be way at the bottom.

" I have to call the ambulance so thart the guy doesn't die, if not already, when I pull him out." with that said he pulled out his cell and quickly dialed while starting his journey into the water.

The water stung and his legs were slowly going numb as he sloshed across the creek. Teeth chattering he quickly told the operator the situation and where he was located and hung up. Spence felt the bottom of the creek with his foot and halfway across the water hit something soft. Spencer left out a sigh of relief but shook from the anticiption that the guy would be a corspe when he yanked him out.

"Please don't be dead. I got to much on my mind now for you to add."

Reaching under the stinging ice water he grabbed a hand full of fabric and pulled. A soft gasp left his mouth. There in his hands was Freddie. Spencer reacted quickly and drug the teen to the edge of the creek and up the hill. Gently he laid him on the sidewalf and ripped off his coat to wrapp around Freddie. Spencer finally noticed the hot tears running down his face. He leaned down and buried his face into Freddie's chest and sobbed. The young boy was pale with a blueish hue taking over his once pink lips.His pulse was there but just slightly there. For a moment Spencer could not do a thing but cry his eyes out.

Sirens filled the air and in minutes an anbulance was rushing around him. Shoving Spence to the side and clamboring to place Freddie on the strecher and pull him into the van. Before they could close the doors Spencer stuck his hand in the way.

"Let me come! I am a friend of his!" He cried out

"... Alright. Hurry in!" The man in the ambulance uniform quickly responded

Clamboring in and stitting as close as he could to his lover he weeped as he watched the scene going on around him. Almost as if in slow motion. The veichle came to a stop and everyone rushed to get Freddie inside. But Spencer sat there. Thinking about what freddie had said. It echoed throughout his mind. Why would Freddie think these things? Hopefully Spencer could ask him if he lived.

Speeding 2 hours ahead!

In the 2 hours Freddie's mother was called and in no less than 10 minutes was there. Throwing a hysterical fit and trying to make her way to her boy. Spence called up Carly and told what had happened. She said she would go over there with Sam. Carly sound like she was on the verge of tears. Soon tSpencer saw the two teen girls rush into the waiting room. Carly stood over in a corner. Not crying but almost looked guilty. Sam on the other hand looked as if she had cried on the way over.

"Spencer! What happened? Is he alright?! Oh my God! If he dies..." She broke off into sobs

Spencer huged her tightly and soothed her.

"That booger breath isn't allowed to die! Imight be mean to him but he's still my friend! And I think of him as a dorky brother! I can't lose him! He means to mmuch!" She cried out.

"Don't worry. He''ll be alright. I am sure of it." He whispered. It was mostly to himself.

Spence looked up and saw Carly chew on her thumb and glance quickly around. 'Why is she so nervous?' Spencer didn't understand why Carly wasn't doing anything but look as if she had done a horrible deed. Before he could ask a male doctor walked in. Clearing his troat he began to speak.

"I am here for the family of Fredrick Benson."

Eveyone rushed to see what the doctor had to say. All but Carly. This time Sam noticed and was a little curios to find out why.

"Well Fredrick seems to be fine but he seems to have suffered severe head trama and we won't know the extent of the damage until he is awake. That is if he does."

"What do mean 'if he does'?!" Mrs. Benson screeched

"Well you see the damage is quite severe that he could stay unconcious for a good period of time or possibly for the rest of his life." The doctor said calmly.

The doctor may have been calm but the room was full of despair.

(((((((((((Yeppers Freddie lives! But will he wake! I am a cliffie person! I keep you on end. Seems that Carly is feeling guilty!)))))))))))))