A/N: I loved writing this, despite taking so long to get around to it. So anyways, this one is set just after the webcast has ended from bbop's chappie. Enjoy ^.^

Disclaimer: I don't own Shiver, nor do I own iCarly. I do own tacos.
Warning: This chapter contains Colabel fluff.

The webcast ended and the girl couldn't help the slight fear that struck her. Isabel turned away from the computer, eyes finding Cole stretched our across her bed with a keyboard she had dug out of the scarcely used attic for him pressed to his chest as his fingers ran smoothly across the ebony and ivory keys. "Do you think we should be worried?" asked the Culpepper girl, draping one hand across the back of the chair she sat in to be able to turn easier to see her boyfriend.

"They're kids," replied the musician, his voice cool and collected. "If we've got anything to worry about, it's the rabid one finding any wolf." A short laugh came from Cole as he shifted a little bit so he could see Isabel better. He liked being able to see her pretty face. "Why? You worried?"

"Secrets could come out." Isabel shifted uncomfortably, the idea of anyone finding out that there were werewolves in Mercy Falls weighing heavily on her mind. "I don't want them to find out about all of the wolves. They'll be treated like Sam was when his parents found out. We don't want that to happen, do we?"

Cole mustered a small shrug. "Probably not, but is it really important? Grace and I are wolves and we're playing on our home turf. I don't think we really have much to worry about if you think about it, sweetheart."

Isabel looked back to the computer screen, eyes finding the iCarly homepage pulled up and ready to replay the now recorded webcast. "Cole, they're going to actually document it..."

"Again, a rabid chick, a brunette ditz, and a weak nerd." Cole shifted his gaze from Isabel's blonde mane to the instrument in his lap. Once more, he ran his fingers across the beautiful keys of black and white, the soft and sweet notes striking loud and clear through the nearly silent house. The two were alone in the big mansion. "Not much to worry about."

Isabel's lips twitched as she tried to decide whether to smile at him for being so adorably carefree or frown in his general direction for being so ignorant to the numerous things that could go wrong in this situation. Kids investigating didn't exactly help the situation of hiding werewolves in Mercy Falls. "We should probably tell Sam about this. He'll want to find a way to warn Grace."

"Winter's closing in," reminded Cole. "He won't be able to get a hold of her. She's already wolfed and she won't come back until spring." The boy's emerald eyes found his platinum-haired beauty. "He'll just have to hope for the best for her. And besides, she's got Beck and Salem and the rest of the wolves. They'll be fine out there."

"And it's not like they have guns," noted Isabel, finally surrendering to Cole's logic. The girl stood and padded her way over to the bed on soft feet. "Do you really think they'll be okay?"

"I don't think you've ever been this worried about Grace." A thin smile pressed across his lips. "You've grown close to her."

"I found a friend," said Isabel, sitting on the edge of the bed as her brunette boyfriend slid the keyboard from his legs onto the blankets of the bed he was splayed across. "We're close because of what happened with my brother and with saving Sam and all. She's become something of a best friend for me. I just don't want her to get hurt the same way you never wanted to see Victor get hurt."

Something inside of Cole wrenched at the mention of his dead friend's name passing from his beloved Isabel's lips. He winced, eyes closing. The memories of burying the body with Sam were as fresh in his mind as if they had happened just yesterday. "Yeah." Cole couldn't find any words. It felt like a dagger had just been plunged into his heart and twisted, the pain of losing someone so close so raw inside of him.

Isabel leaned closer to Cole so that she was staring down into his jade eyes when they reopened. "You see why I'm worried about this? This crew of kids could destroy Grace and Beck and the rest of your wolf family out there." She wanted to mention something along the lines of her not minding if Shelby were killed or not, but she bit it back.

"Yeah," muttered Cole, straining his neck a little bit so he could get his head higher in order to have his lips touch those of Isabel.

Without hesitation, the girl made it easy on him. She leaned down to close the distance. When her lips brushed his, she felt that instant connection that she shared with the NARKOTIKA singer. It was just the way they fit perfectly together despite being such opposites. She found his fingers tangling up into her golden locks; her own hands were playing with his straight brown hair.

It was moments later when they broke apart, connection shattering as soon as the contact of their mouths ended. Isabel's deep brown gaze found the computer screen still waiting to replay the video once more.

"Got your phone on you?" asked the keyboardist as the girl rose from the bed once more to take care of the website and look into these iCarly kids more.

Looking over her shoulder, Isabel shot him a raised eyebrow and a questioning glance, no words needed to ask the question she was thinking.

"I'm gonna call Sam. Figure we oughta give him the heads up." It was about two seconds later when he snatched it out of the air as the Culpepper girl threw it to him. Cole gave her a thankful smile as she perched herself in the chair in front of the desk again. He then proceeded to call Sam Roth, hoping he would pick up soon.

A/N: There you go. Hope it satisfies the readers out there. And I'm not seeing any reviews…. If you don't review, I'll take Puckett off of her leash and set her loose to find you. So it's highly recommended that you review…

~Sky