The Bensons' apartment was all packed up. They were all just bringing boxes out of the Shays'. Freddie came into the apartment to see how much he could help. The living room was almost completely empty except for the bottle robot, TV, which was on, and the couch, which Sam was occupying, watching the TV. He just rolled his eyes and smiled.

"Shouldn't you be helping Carly?" She didn't acknowledge his presence at first, just stared, unblinkingly at Girly Cow, spread out across the couch.

"Shouldn't you be better looking?" she said, still looking at the screen.

"Oh you know you don't believe that," he said, lifting her legs up, sitting down, and putting her feet in his lap. She just grumbled in response.

"Hm? For once you don't have a witty comeback? But you could've helped. They've moved almost everything around you." She looked around.

"Oh, didn't notice."

"Well I guess we should go upstairs and see if they have anymore boxes." She didn't notice he was talking. He looked irritated, then got a sly grin. He started lightly rubbing her leg to get her attention...to no avail. Then he put his hand up her pant leg just up to her knee, afraid she would kick him in the face. Still, she had the same blank stare.

"You know..." he was afraid if he said this, she would beat the crap out of him when she found out it wasn't true, but said it anyway.

"There's a new restaurant in town that has an all you can eat meat buffet. And I was thinking, you know, for our first date..." She looked like she was about to fall asleep between him rubbing her leg and the TV being on. He stopped abruptedly and put his life on the line. He leaned forward, snatched the remote, and turned off the TV. But he immediately regretted this. Her head jerked toward him instantly and she had fire in her eyes. He gulped.

"S-Sam? Just remember, you love-" He was cut off by her lunging at him. He only got out a little yelp before she was straddling him, his arms pinned above his head. She could've taken the remote from his hand, but she just stayed like that, staring into his deep brown eyes. All of a sudden, he wasn't fearing for his life anymore. He decided to play this out. He tucked some hair behind her ear, dragging his fingers across her cheek and lightly rested them on her lips. Her eyes widened. Oh yeah, he totally had her wrapped around his finger. But she suddenly had a seductive look on her face and licked his fingers lightly. She could feel his hands shake and held back a smirk. She bent her head down and lightly started kissing his neck. She then looked him square in the face. He leaned in, about to kiss her, but his lips met air as she jumped off of him and ran to the stairs.

"Hey! Wh-What-"

"Next time you'll learn not to mess with Mama!" she laughed as she ran up the stairs.

"Oh, you're dead," he laughed as he chased her. He caught up with her just as she was opening the door to Carly's room and wrapped his arms around her from behind and twirled her around as she laughed harder. They stopped when they got the view of Carly's room. It was almost completely empty. Her gummy bear chandelier was still hanging and the couch was moved to the middle of the room. This is where Carly sat, holding a few pictures and glancing around her room for the last time. They quietly walked over to their best friend and sat on either side of her. They saw the pictures she was holding and smiled.

"Remember that one?" Sam asked, pointing to the picure in her lap. She smiled as well.

"Yeah...the day we all became friends...well sort of." It showed Carly in the middle, smiling sweetly, and Sam on her right, reaching behind her to give Freddie, on Carly's left, a wedgie. Sam reached behind this Carly and gave this Freddie a wedgie.

"Ow! Hey! What was that for?"

"Just re-inacting old memories." Carly laughed.

"Oh! What about that one?" Freddie pointed to the picture in Carly's left hand.

"The first iCarly." It showed Carly, Sam, and Freddie in the front and all of the contestants in the back.

"...And this one..." She pulled one out of her pocket. Sam and Freddie went bug-eyed. It was a distant picture, coming from an un-known couple who were on a fire escape...kissing.

"What the hell?" Sam yelled.

"What she means is...how did you...what...where did...what the hell?" She smirked to herself.

"I had come to make sure she hadn't killed you and that you were still friends and I heard Sam say, 'Well...lean.' So I immediately took out my phone. I only pretended not to know. But the day I 'found out' I was really upset 'cause you guys never told me." They still looked shocked.

"Gimme it," Sam whispered evily.

"Never!" she said as she ran down the stairs, two people following her. When they reached the bottom they saw everything was gone and Spencer and Mrs. Benson were waiting for them with huge smiles on their faces.

"You ready?" Spencer asked.

"Deffinitely," Carly said, smiling.

As they pulled up to their new home, they all got out of the car and marveled. Carly, Sam, and Freddie linked arms, staring at the large home.

"You nervous?" Sam whispered.

"So much...but this is a new adventure...a new life." With that, they walked, arm in arm, to the next chapter in the story of their lives.