AN: So I wrote this on e in Freddie's POV, because we just didn't know what our boy was thinking through all this. So I did this whole one in his POV. It won't happen again, this is Sam's story. Anyway, please Review. Coz it's what I eat. I'm starving! LOL

Disclaimer: My Future Boss, Dan Schnider owns this show, I don't, what I do own is the situation. Enjoy—S.K.

(P.s.: now listening to Cheers…so that's what Sam and Carly are dancing to. Imagine Sam dancing on the bar! I'll drink to that.)

Ch. 6 Summer Haze

We were born and raised in a summer Haze

Bound by the surprise of our glory days…

The night continued at a new venue. This one a gay bar further down on 5th. Sam and Carly spend some time dancing with Impersonators of themselves. They had a great time just being together. Charlie and Freddie kind of sat back in the shadows.

Freddy was a little disturbed. He kept looking at Sam, while sitting back with Charlie. Charlie kissed his neck and was really trying to entice him to be a little naughty. Charlie stopped sensing his inattention and followed his line of vision.

She saw Sam, and fake Sam dancing together on top of the bar. Sam was holding up her martini glass and singing along to the music. She looked back at Freddie and punched him in the arm. "Ow…what was that for?"

"It wasn't staged was it?" Charlie said standing up. "Do you still have feelings for Sam?"

"What? No Charlie," Freddie said trying to defend himself.

"You keep looking at her,"

"Well Look at her… she's dancing with herself!"

"Come on, it's not like you have never seen someone that looks like Sam before. I mean she has a twin for crying out loud."

"But that's a dude!"

"Freddy it's not the dude you're looking at." Charlie said, "Forget it Freddie." She stood up and walked out to the dance floor to join the other girls.

Freddie watched his fiancé and the love of his life dance together on the floor with a drag queen; A really cute one at that. Made him think back to the last time he had actually seen her in person. A smile formed on his lips, because it was a hell of a way to say goodbye…

- The hand hung out a little in the summer. They went to a few Skuttlefish concerts, whenever Carly had dates near by. They saw her as much as they could. The last concert before Carly came back for Senior Year, and Freddie went to Stanford and Sam went to work was In Yakima. So Sam and Freddie made plans for a Road trip, along with Spencer.

Freddie had arrived at Carly's early that morning seeing if Spencer was ready. The door was unlocked and as soon as he walked into the living room he knew why. Sam was sprawled out on the couch fast asleep.

He stopped to look at her for a bit before he reached down to wake her. "Hey Sam." He whispered shaking her slightly.

"What?"

"Time to go, is Spencer Up?"

She sat up and looked around. "wǒ bù zhīdào, did you not see that I was sleeping?" Freddie smiled at the Carly reference she had made. Sam smiled back and nodded. "I was just dreaming about her. Can't wait to see her again."

"I know, me too." They looked at each other a bit, then startled when Spencer walked into the living room.

"Oh great you guys are here!" He picked up his overnight bag next to the door. "Freddie do you mind driving your car? Carly and I are planning to spend the whole weekend with Grandad and I will fly back down later. "

"Sure, no problem." Freddie said walking through the door as Spencer held the door open.

Sam Glared at Spencer, "Thanks now I have a whole car ride alone with Frankfergneuter back to Seattle."

"Yeah, well you can find your own ride back." Freddie said as they all headed out of the apartment.

The trip up to Yakima was uneventful. Sam and Freddie had actually started to get along. Especially since their relationship their fights lacked intensity. So whatever fight they had in them was a lame attempt at the normal they had before they stepped into the relationship.

Once they had watched the concert, the trio plus Grandad went backstage to be with Carly. Spencer Quickly found a girl in The SkuttleFish band that he had been hitting on any chance he got. It looked like he was getting where he wanted to go. As soon as she saw him she kissed him.

Sam and Carly picked up right where they left off. And Freddie started talking to some random chick invited as VIP. She was really pretty, and he really wanted to hang out with her, maybe even hook up. The plus side was that he had taken a peek at Sam and she was fuming. He smirked to himself and put an arm around the girl. "You don't mind that I put my arm here do you?"

"No," she smiled, "I know you from iCarly, you're Freddie right?"

"Yeah," Freddie said walking with her to a near by couch. "What's your name?"

"Oh, I'm Sam." Freddie froze. Why did it have to be Sam "I have always had a crush on you." Freddy wasn't hearing anything anymore.

"Yeah? You don't say." Freddie says taking a peek at Sam who was still a bit irritated.

"I know, You and Sam were an Item on iCarly." This chick just wouldn't shut up. She was nothing like Sam. If she was going to call herself Sam she needed to be more Sam like. Freddie was annoyed yet he stayed and he was nice because he liked what it was doing to Sam across the room.

After about ten more minutes of her babbling, Freddie was desperate to stop the talking. So he kissed blabby Sam. There was a scream in the background then a crash and splash from the punch bowl full of ice. Freddie looked toward the noise, and saw Carly, dragging Sam out of the room. "I have to ride home with that!" She shouted

It was good to know that he still affected her like that. She seemed so tough. He apologized to Blabby Sam, and went off to follow his Sam.

"Carly I can't … I am never going to get over it!" He heard Sam talking. He had followed them. She and Carly were sitting on the dark empty stage talking. He stood behind the curtain listening.

"You broke up with him." Carly stated. Freddie could hear the empathy in Carly's voice. "You said so yourself."

"Carly, we never really broke up, we kind of just said this stops here. We aren't meant for each other." Sam let out a sob. "Why does it hurt so bad?"

Carly hugged Sam, and Freddie backed off.

The next morning Freddie waited for Sam to come down to the car. He waited for two hours, he didn't want to intrude, she had a rough night, but just as he was getting irate for waiting, she came walking out of the hotel. She stopped short in front of him. "Sorry." She said, "Kinda didn't want to leave Carly."

"Yeah," Freddie said softly. He opened the door for her and took her bag from her. She watched him put it in the trunk and sat in the passenger seat. "You hungry?"

Sam looked at him. "What was her name?"

Freddie began to drive to keep from looking at her. "Whose name?"

"The girl you were with last night."

"Sam."

"Freddie… I know it isn't any of my business, I just…"

"Sam."

"Freddie…"

"Sam it's Sam, her name is Sam." The car fell silent for a moment.

Sam laughed after a few stunned minutes and reached for the radio. "Let's go get some Fat Cakes."

After a half an hour of driving, they hit heavy traffic, and Freddie decided to take an alternate route. A route devoid of much civilization, that went through the mountains. They were running out of gas, Freddie was tired, and Sam had been asleep for most of the drive.

With a sigh, Freddie turned the radio tuner as the station they were listening to was cutting out. He finally landed on a Bruno Mars song, "Marry you." HE also turned off the Air conditioner, and put down the windows. This wakened Sam. "God Freddie It's Hot!"

"We're running out of Gas. I just have to make it to the next exit."

"Where the hell are we?"

"I don't have any idea." Freddie pulled off the nearest exit. Sam pulled off her button down shirt leaving her in a tank top. She swept her hair up in a bun, the sight of her bear neck nearly made him run off the road; ever so grateful that the Gas station was near by.

As he filled the Tank He watched as Sam walked into the store. When she came out she came out with two Ice creams and waters and enough Fat Cakes to keep her busy the rest of the way home. "I'm Driving." She said

"What? Sam my mom will kill me."

"I drive, or you get no water, or Ice cream."

"Fine," Freddie relented. Sam handed him the water and ice cream. He handed her the keys.

Sam got behind the wheel and began to drive to where they had been, but she passed the exit.

"Sam, you missed the turn." Freddie said.

"I know," she answered as she turned the car into an empty field, and parked it. "One for the road Freddie. We have never done it in your car before."

"What?" Freddie asked looking around.

"Are you gonna say no?"

"Sam, it's daytime." Sam straddled his lap.

"You have been doing me in your mind all morning." She kissed his neck. He closed his eyes from both embarrassment and sensation.

"Sam…" She kissed him silent, and he gave up, laying the car seat all the way back. It was a great acrobatic feat as they enjoyed each other for the last time before their lives changed completely.

The breeze blew in from open windows, moans carried out into nothingness; nothing but the sounds of Nature singing their love song. That, and of course Rhianna asking what her name was.

Two days later, Sam was gone from his life. He was just glad to be able to see her on TV and Movies.

Charlie had made a mistake standing side by side to the girl he compared all others to. She pales in comparison.