Emma: Here's chapter 2, please enjoy!(:

Ha! You think I own iCarly? ;P

Freddie's POV

"D-Dad?" I yelled as I saw the brown eyes that I had missed so much.

"I'm home" he smiled as I ran into his arms. My father, the man I hadn't seen since I was three, was now in my arms.

We broke apart and my eyes darted to my mother's whose were full of pain.

"W-What's wrong?" I asked.

"Look, Freddie, we need to talk. It's about something that happened a long time ago." she spoke with words of pain as she took a seat next to my father. I took the opposite chair and waited for them to speak.

"You see, when your father and I broke up we made a deal with eachother a-about you." she searched my eyes and a single tear ran down her face.

"What was the deal?" I asked, my interest raising 100%.

"W-We decided that I would raise you until you reached the age of 17, then your father would get you over in New York."

I stood up with shock, "What?"

My father tried to calm me down but I still stood.

"I'm not just going to leave here to live in some new city with a man who I haven't seen in 14 years!" I screamed. I ran to the door and slammed it shut behind me.

No way I was moving. No way in hell.

One thing was certain though, this was some serious chiz.

Normal POV (The next day)

"What?" an upset and angry Carly Shay yelled down the phone, "They can't make you do that!"

"Yeah, but he is my father...so maybe I should-"

"No, don't even think about moving! I mean, y-you can't" She was shouting so loud Freddie could probably here him from his apartment across the hall.

"I don't know. I mean yeah it was wrong for them to agree on this...and to begin with who makes a deal like that? I mean, my mom ought to know that when I was 17 I wouldn't want to leave!" he protested from the other end of the phone.

"Don't tell me theres a but coming" she pleaded. There was a few seconds of silence.

"But, he is my father. He must've waited so long for me to move with him." he explained.

"So you're going to move?" she asked, hoping for a no.

"I think I have to" he spoke, through pain.

"B-But what about me and Sam? What about iCarly? Are you just going to leave all that behind?" she protested trying with all my power to make him stay.

"I'm sure you'll be able to find another technical producer! And I can always text you."

"And Sam?"

"What about her?" he asked, raising his eyebrow.

"Aren't you going to keep in touch with her too?" she asked, curious as to what his reply would be.

"Why? So she can continue to harass me through texts? No thanks" he replied.

"Oh Okay. I just thought that you two had a better friendship now"

"I thought so too, but she obviously doesn't agree. Anyway I gotta go, talk to you later"

"Wait!-" she tried but he had already hung up.

Sam's POV

I opened the door to the Shay apartment and looked around.

"Carls, you home?" I shouted up the stairs. At that moment Spencer came out from his room.

"Hey Sam" he smiled as he headed to the kitchen. I took my rightful place on the couch and looked over at him.

"Hey Spence, Carly here?" I asked and he looked back with a saddned smile.

"She's upstairs, she's still upset about hearing that , well you know" he smiled with sympathy.

"What?" I asked, then his face dropped.

"Freddie didn't tell you?"

"Tell me what?" I asked, sitting up from the couch.

"That-" Carly cut him off as she ran down the stairs.

"Okay, I think that's enough talking. Spencer, go get me a smoothie" she pushed Spencer to the door.

"Okay, but what kind?" he asked but was cut off by Carly slamming the door on his face.

"What goes on?" Sam asked, still curious as to what Spencer was saying.

"Sam, we need to talk" Carly half smiled as she sat down next to me on the chair.

"Okay, but first I need food." I rubbed my stomach and headed over to the kitchen.

As I made my way to the fridge I stopped as caught a glimpse of a freshly cooked steak lying on Carly's table.

"Okay but don't eat that steak, it's for my dinner!" she called, knowing all to well what I would do.

I grabbed out the steak and smiled, "Sorry, it's mine now!"

Carly sighed, "Find you can have it, but we need to talk now"

"After I eat, c'mon it can't be that important" I smiled and began inhaling the meat.

Carly made her way to the table, ""Sam, listen! It's important" Carly screamed as I continued eating away at the perfectly cooked steak on my plate.

"Freddie's leaving!" she said and my eyes turned to hers in a flash as the meat fell out of my mouth.

Freddie's...leaving?

"W-What?" I stuttered as I stood up in shock.

"Yes, and we need to find a way to stop-" she stopped after she caught a glimpse of my face.

"Sam, what's wrong?" she asked.

"I-I need to go" I said as I ran for the door.

"But Sam! We need to-" was all I heard before I slammed my way out the door.

Carly's POV

What was all that about?

I heard the door open back up and so my hope rose but I turned around to only find Spencer.

"Hey, I got you a smoothie" he said holding two cups in his hand.

"I'm not in the mood for one!" I shouted as I ran for my room. I didn't mean to shout, I was just angry that it wasn't Sam.

Normal POV

Spencer stood in shock at his little sisters actions.

He looked down at the smoothies.

"So, can I have your smoothie?" he yelled up the stairs.

"Yes" she called.

Sam's POV

Why did I react that way?

You know why. Unless you don't...then you're stupid.

Stop bothering me, I'm trying to think!

Stupid girl, I am your thoughts.

Okay then, I'm just not gonna think.

Good luck with that. Just listen to me for once, you LOVE him. Tell him before it's too late!

Okay one, I do not Love him and two, even if I told him that lie it wouldn't stop him from leaving!

You never know.

Shut up.

I was walking down the stairs of the bushwell plaza and I was about to walk down the last flight of stairs when I heard an all too familiar voice at the bottom. I hid behind the wall and pressed my ear against it.

"Look, Dad. I've decided to go with you" he stated and after that I heard nothing but excitment erupt from Freddie's dad's mouth. He sounds like a nub. I laughed, like father like son. My laughing stopped and I began to feel upset. There was a pain ringing from my chest.

What's this pain?

It's called heartbreak, my dear.

Heartbreak?

I moaned but it was loud enough for them to hear. I take it Freddie knew the sound of my moaning, "Sam?" was all I heard after that.

I made my way out from the wall and pretended I was just walking down the stairs and, you know, not stalking him.

I walked down the remainder of the stairs and reached him and his father.

Normal POV

"What goes on, Freddork?" she half smiled as she looked at him and his dad.

"Don't speak to my son that way!" his nubby father spoke.

"It's okay, dad. She my friend" he smiled but then his gaze jumped from Sam to his father again, "Well, sorta"

Sam laughed but then remembered what was happening.

"So... I hear you're moving" she said and it turned awkward, fast.

"Well, yeah. I was going to text you later and tell you but I guess Carly beat me to the punch." he half smiled with an awkward look, sensing Sam was angry he didn't tell her.

"Well, I mean it's fine with me. Perfect acctually. Maybe now we'll find a decent looking techy producer, unlike yourself." she smiled and Freddie glared with an angry face.

"Anyway I need to go." Sam stated and walked out the doors of bushwell.

"She seems...pleasant?" his dad laughed.

"Well, you know, it's Sam. Not another person like her on the planet." he laughed too.

"But it seems to me like theres something going on between you two. Do you possibly, you know, have feelings for her?" he smiled, knowing all to well he did.

"O-Of course not! I mean it's Sam Puckett we're talking about! We're just friends, and sometimes we're not even that! She's always pushing me down, I could never like her!" he protested.

"You know, never is a strong word. Do you know, 'hate' can leave to love very easily, and very fast." he hinted as he walked up the stairs.

Freddie looked back out the door of where Sam had disappeared, "Is it that obvious that I like her?" he thought, but shrugged it off and followed his dad upstairs.

Emma: Did you enjoy? It was much longer, wasn't it? Please review!