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iAm a Father
Chapter 7

~*Sam*~

Beep. Beep. Beep. I rolled over onto my side and hit the snooze button on my alarm, I groaned. I had work today at Ridgeway, with Carly. It was Monday, and I was feeling extra lazy, but I got up anyway. I went straight into my closet and picked out the most suitable clothes for dancing in. I got out a pair of three-quarter length gray joggers, and a whit vest top with a gray hoodie. I slipped on my black converses and shook my hair loose. I just left it in its untamed curls for the day.

I walked into the living room to find Carly, Gibby and Freddie. They were all in the kitchen around the island drinking coffee.

"Morning" I smiled.

All of them looked at me and said, "Morning"

"Okay that was creepy."

Carly looked at me, "Ready for work?"

"As much as I don't want to be, yes I am."

"Work?" Gibby asked.

"Yeah, we go teach dance at Ridgeway. How did you not know?" I replied.

"I never asked, you never told" He smirked.

Freddie's phone started ringing and he answered, "Hello?"

I walked over to Carly and Gibby, "Where's Ryan?"

"Freddie dropped him off at school already, first day remember?"

"Oh, yeah."

"WHAT?" Freddie shouted his expression changed from angry to upset, "Okay, I'll be right there. Bye."

I turned to Freddie as he put the phone down, "What's wrong?"

"It's Ryan. He passed out at school."

My eyes went wide, "Have they called an ambulance?"

He nodded, and I could tell he was trying to hold back tears.

"I'll drive you." I said grabbing my car keys, I knew I had work but this was more important and there was no way I was letting Freddie drive while he was in this state, he'd get into a wreck or something.

"Are you sure? I can drive. You have work." Freddie replied.

"I think this is more important." I said, and grabbed his hand, leading him out the door. "Carly, just tell them I'm sick or something."

Carly nodded, and with that we were out the door. I drove us to the hospital, and as soon as we got there Freddie ran to the desk.

"Can I help you?" A young nurse asked.

"No. I'm just stood here waiting because I'm bored." Freddie replied, bitterly.

"Freddie!" I scolded him. "Can you tell us where Ryan Benson is please?" I asked her.

"Sure." She started looking through her computer, "Room 212" She said and Freddie took off down the aisle. I groaned and threw my head back before running after him. Good job I was in joggers.

Freddie got there before me, and was talking to a doctor, "Just let me go and see my son."

"I'm sorry sir. I understand that your worried, but we need to run a few more tests to find out the cause, before anyone goes to see him."

Freddie groaned, "Fuck you! I just want to see if he's okay!"

"Sir, please do not take that tone with me. I will come tell you when he is allowed visitors."

Freddie opened his mouth to reply but I stopped him, "C'mon Freddie, there's no chance your getting in there. Just come and wait."

Freddie gave the doctor a death glare then walked off into the waiting room.

I turned to the doctor, "I am so sorry about that. He's just a little bit over protective of his son."

"Very well, Miss. I will come when I have news." He nodded and then walked off, while I went back to Freddie.

"What the hell was that?" I shouted.

"Well sorry for worrying about my son. I just wanted to see if he was okay!" Freddie replied, his voice cracking a bit.

My face softened, "I'm sorry. It's just not like you to say 'Fuck you' to a doctor. You just have to be patient." I said sitting down next to him.

Freddie nodded and sighed, "I know. Nothing like this has ever happened before, and it's my job to protect him. I just worry"

I grabbed his hand and gave it a firm squeeze, "He'll be fine" I whispered.

~*Carly*~

Gibby looked over at me, "Wow. I hope he's okay."

"Me too. Ryan probably just had nothing to eat." I said while Gibby walked over to the couch and sat down, and then he gave a big sigh.

"Carly, I have something to tell you."

"Well what is it?"

"Okay so a week ago, I was out getting drunk and I met this girl. The rest was a blank after, but she called me up the other day and she's pregnant with my child."

My jaw dropped and my eyes filled with tears, "What are you...?"

"I'm moving away Carly. I'm moving to England to live with her and my baby."

I walked over to him, "So all this" I motioned between us, "The past week meant nothing to you? You cheated on me too!"

"I didn't exactly cheat. It was just after our first date."

I shook my head and let out a little laugh, "Get out. You're pathetic!" I screamed.

"Oh, c'mon Carly!"

"Don't c'mon Carly me! I thought we had something! After years of being single and lonely and having bad dates, you waltz in and make everything better and then you take all that, and gather it in your hands to roll it up into a ball then you shove it down the drain! I hate you! I never want to see your face again! Now get out of my apartment!" I screamed at him.

"But..."
"OUT NOW!" I shouted, pointing to the door. He started walking out then looked back and whispered, "I'm sorry." Then carried on walking and shutting the door behind him.

I sat on the floor, quiet. My arms tightly wrapped around myself in a hug, hoping to comfort myself. My body gently rocked back and forth, my cheeks stained with the endless stream of tears, from my glossy eyes, enduring the emotional pain that continued to engulf me.

~*Sam*~

the doctor came walking over to us, "Benson?"

Freddie stood up, "That would be me. How's Ryan? Is he okay? Is he ill?"

"He is perfectly fine. He's a bit shaken up, and has the flu. Other than that, he's okay. We want to keep him in overnight, just to make sure he is okay though" Freddie nodded and breathed in air of relief, "You may go see him."

The doctor walked away and Freddie turned to me, "I told you he'd be okay."

"Thanks" Freddie smiled.

"For what?"

"Coming with me today, and assuring me he was fine"

"Ah, it's no problem" I waved him off, and he pulled me into a tight hug.

He pulled away, "I'm gonna go check on Ryan"

"Do you want me to pop back and get some comics and things for him?" I asked.

"Oh, would you?" He asked, and I nodded, "Could you get his DS and just a few comics. Also, a couple of DVD's. Just ask my mom"

I nodded and I walked away. I got into my car and drove back home. Once there I went straight into my apartment to let Carly know Ryan was okay.

I opened the door, "Carly! I'm home! Are you here?" I shouted. I put my bag on the sofa and noticed her sitting on the floor rocking back and forth, crying. I instantly ran to her side.

"Carly, what's wrong?" I asked. She turned to me her eyes glazed and whispered, "Gibby cheated on me."

My jaw dropped and my eyes widened and I pulled her into a hug. We sat there for about half an hour before I realized the time.

"Oh, shit. I have to get back to the hospital; do you want to come with? I don't want to leave you by yourself." I asked getting up.

She nodded and I held out my hand for her to grab, she did then pushed herself off the floor.

"Was there anything Ryan needed? Is he okay?"

"He's fine he just has the flu. Yeah, could you go over to Mrs. Benson's and get Ryan a couple of DVD's and some comics. I'll just go to the guest room and get Ryan's DS. Just put them in my bag"

"Okay" She went over to Mrs. Bensons while I ran upstairs.

A/N: Okay, when I'm finished this story I'm going to do a Pretty Little Liars style story. I'm not sure how though. It would be really helpful if you could leave me a review and tell me whether I should cross iCarly and Pretty Little Liars or iCarly and another show, and do it Pretty Little Liars style. Let me know, thanks!