A/N: Forgot to say this on the last chapter :-O. Don't own iCarly!!

CHAPTER 2

"Love is all we have, the only way that we can help each other."

~Euripodes

~*5 Months Ago*~

"Man, that flight was too long," Sam yawned, putting her hands on the small of her back and leaning backwards. She smiled as she heard a satisfying crack up her spine.

"I agree," Freddie said, standing on his toes and stretching. They walked down the hallway towards baggage claim, Freddie's arm hung loosely around Sam's waist. They arrived at baggage claim as the suitcases began to make their way around the spiral belt. Sam spotted her bright yellow duffel bag and lifted it off the belt with a grunt.

"Need some help with that, babe?" Freddie asked from behind her. Sam whipped around to look at him, slinging the bag over her right shoulder.

"I can handle myself," she said gently. Freddie shrugged, not expecting a much different answer from her. He pulled his own suitcase off the conveyor belt, pulling out the handle to wheel it across the floor. His hand reached for Sam's, his fingers lacing tightly with her's.

"This seems uncomfortably familiar," Sam said as they made their way towards the main waiting area. Freddie remained silent, afraid to say anything that could bring back harmful memories of her ex boyfriend, Jason. They finally emerged through the security exit amongst a crowd of people. Sam was the first to spot the familiar brunette sitting on a bench, staring at the mob of people.

"There she is," Sam said nervously, making her way towards Carly with Freddie close behind her.

"I thought you guys made up," Freddie whispered as they got closer to her.

"We did, but I haven't spoken to her since last summer," Sam whispered back. They finally arrived at the spot Carly was sitting. There were no screams and no hugs this time, only mere verbal greetings.

"Hi Carls," Sam said, nodding towards her. Carly nodded back.

"Hey Sam." She smiled up at Freddie; Sam could tell it was very forced. "It's great to see you guys."

"Same here," Freddie answered. "It's been a while." Carly nodded.

"Well, you're both here so I guess we'd better get going." She stood up and made her way towards the exit, Sam and Freddie following behind her. Carly hailed a cab, and all three of them awkwardly seated themselves inside. Carly sat shotgun while Sam and Freddie shared the back. Sam reached for Freddie's hand, squeezing it nervously.

"You sure your mom is alright with me crashing at your place?" she whispered. Freddie half shrugged.

"I'll make her be alright with it," he whispered back. She sighed, laying her head on his shoulder and smiling slightly. Even through all of their drama, he knew her better than anyone else in the world. While she was one to never admit weakness, she knew there was no way she'd survive living at Carly's for the summer. She also knew that there was no way she was setting foot in her house again. She had the feeling Freddie knew all of that, even without her actually saying it.

"I love you," she whispered into his ear. He turned towards her, kissing her softly on her head.

"I love you too," he answered. The cab finally pulled into Bushwell Plaza. Carly paid the driver as Sam and Freddie unloaded their luggage from the back.

"This is complete deja-vu," Sam mumbled, lifting her bag onto her shoulder. "We're just missing an overly-jealous, abusive douche bag." Freddie wrapped his arm tightly around her, nuzzling his face into her hair.

"Don't think about him," he murmured into her blonde locks. "He never deserved someone as perfect and beautiful as you." Sam smiled, wrapping her arm around his waist and giving him a quick, tight squeeze. They began walking towards the building with Carly leading the pack. They silently made their way up the stairs towards the area of the hallway betwene Carly and Freddie's apartments. Carly stood in front of her door, crossed her arms and sighed.

"It's kind of late," she said simply. "I'll let you guys get to bed. I assume you'll be staying there." She motioned towards Freddie's apartment with her head. Sam nodded.

"It's not really that late though," she muttered in a low voice. "We can maybe stay over for a bit, say hi to Spence and stuff."

"He's probably asleep," she said a little too sternly. "He does have a wedding in a few weeks." Sam nodded.

"Well, goodnight then, I guess." Carly nodded in response and turned around, entering her apartment and closing her door too roughly. Sam groaned.

"What is with her? She's the one that screwed me over! I didn't do a damn thing to her!"

"Why don't you go talk to her?" Freddie suggested.

"She doesn't want to talk to me," Sam sighed, leaning against the door to Freddie's apartment.

"You never know until you try," Freddie said, putting his arms on either side of her and leaning towards her. Sam smiled, hitting him lightly on the arm.

"You know I can't say no to that look," she growled playfully. He smirked.

"That's why I use it," he responded, leaning towards her and placing a soft kiss on her lips. "Go talk to her," he murmured, his lips still brushing her's. She exhaled heavily and nodded.

"I'll talk to her in the morning, alright? We'll settle it then." She gently pushed Freddie backwards so she was looking up into his brown eyes. "Right now, I'm a little tired." Freddie nodded and opened his door, following Sam into his apartment.

"Mom, I'm home!" he called as if he had only been gone a few hours, not a few months. Mrs. Benson emerged from the kitchen, a half-eaten apple in her hand.

"Freddie!" she exclaimed, running over to him and throwing her arms around him he smiled, giving her a small hug back. Sam noted how much taller Freddie was than his mom now. Finally, Mrs. Benson broke the hug and turned to Sam.

"Hello dear," she cooed, giving Sam a gentle hug. "Of course, you're welcome to stay here." Freddie's mom had taken a huge liking to Sam when she and Freddie had first started dating. She claimed that she'd never seen him happier, and any girl that could do that to her son was extremely worthy of her love. Sam smiled.

"Thank you Mrs. Benson," Sam answered politely. She looked over at Freddie, trying to make eye contact with him. He looked down at her quickly and nodded. He must have told his mom about the situation before they'd arrived. Sam didn't know whether she should thank him or kick his ass. She decided she'd deal with it later.

"You kids are probably tired after such a long trip," Mrs. Benson said. "I was just going to bed anyway." She headed towards her room, nodding at the couple. "See you in the morning! Goodnight."

"Night, Mom," Freddie called as the bedroom door closed.

"So, am I sleeping with you or out here?" Sam asked. Freddie shrugged.

"Which do you prefer?" She scooted closer to him, pressing her body against the side of his.

"I prefer a nice comfy bed," she said softly, batting her eyelashed. Freddie laughed, taking her hand in his. He led her to his bedroom, closing the door softly behind him. Sam dropped her bag by the closet, pulling out an old t-shirt and a pair of boxers. She slipped into the closet, closing the doors to change.

"Like I haven't seen all of it already," Freddie called softly to her. He could almost feel her roll her eyes in response.

"You're not getting lucky tonight!" she called back, just loud enough for him to hear, but not loud enough for his mother to hear. Freddie smirked, shedding his own clothes so he was in his boxers and lying face-down on his bed, closing his eyes and sighing in content. Sam finally emerged from the closet and made her way to the bed, snuggling herself close to Freddie's half-sleeping form. He lifted and arm so she could press herself against him, and lowered his arm protectively around her.

"I love you," he mumbled drowsily. She felt her eyelids slowly flutter shut.

"I love you too," she yawned, sleep beginning to overtake her body. She heard Freddie soflty snoring in response and smiled to herself as her mind shut down for blissful sleep.

A/N: Sorry if this chapter kind of sucked! My mom was trying to hold a conversation with me as I wrote it, so I was trying to focus on both the conversation and this chapter. Anyway, hope you liked it! R&R!

Xoxo~blondgurl