Remember me? :)

Alternated POVs a bit, hope it worked.

"What we have, is a great love. It's complicated – intense. All consuming. No matter what we do and how much we fight, it'll always pull us in." - Gossip Girl.

Something always brings me back to you ...

"You sure you okay?" Carly asked him, walking over to where he was standing by all of the equipment.

"I'm fine," he answered, not blinking up. "Why do you ask?"

"Because you've been adjusting the lens on that camera so much I think you're gonna give it whip lash."

He just glared.

"Okay then." She nodded slowly, turning away. "Moving on."

She looked to Gibby making sure the spaghetti for the "What am I Sitting On," bit was ready when Sam walked into the room.

"Aloha people."

He looked up at her as she greeted them before lowering his head back down to the camera, adjusting it again.

"Hey, Sam," Carly greeted softly, thankfully not bringing up the palpable thickness in the room.

"Wow." Gibby sighed shaking his head gesturing around them. "You can literally feel the awkward."

And there it was.

"Gib," he warned, sharply which just elicited an innocent shrug in response.

Sam shot Gibby a look of her own, though surprisingly not saying anything. Instead she walked over and stood in front of him where he was at the podium, though he refused to look up at her.

"Can, uh, can we talk about the other day?" she asked, and he met her eyes for a brief second before shaking his head.

"I don't want to talk right now, Sam."

"But-"

"You made it perfectly clear where you stand, okay?" he told her, motioning for Carly and Gibby to get in their places.

She sighed and stepped next to him about to try again.

"We're live in five, four, three, two..." He trailed off and gave her a look signifying she should get into position to start the show.

Sam backed away joining Carly who was issuing her a concerned look, mouthing the word 'sorry' to her.

She had been more than a little shell shocked when he'd told her about him and Amy – more even that it was because of her that they ended.

It'd sort of left her head spinning.

She'd spent so long fighting against these feelings since they broke up and putting all her energy into being 'just friends' again.

And then these last few weeks since her birthday had shattered any hope of letting her ignore what she really wanted.

Him.

Though once you get what you want, you have something to loose.

"They call me Carly..."

"...And I'm Sam," she coughed out, forcing a smile, making her cheek hurt.

"And you're watching iCarly!"

She pressed the cheer button on her remote, Carly starting to spin around announcing they were going to start the first bit with Gib.

"Um, Carls," she stopped and looked over at her. "Before we do that..." She trailed off and bit her lip, and of course Carly immediately caught on.

Her best friend smiled and sighed and shook her head. "Right." She walked over to Freddie and started to try to take the camera away from him.

"Carls- stop. What are you-"

He sighed in defeat and Sam took a breath as Carly nudged him towards the middle of the studio.

But by not doing anything she'd risk losing a lot more...

She stopped to pull his hand to bring him the rest of the way until he was standing next to her.

"Sam-"

"So, as I'm sure you guys probably remember...last year around this time we were broadcasting from Troubled Waters."

"What happened to Caleb anyway?" Gibby mused from behind them.

"Gibby!" Carly yelled from behind the camera, narrowing her eyes at him. "Hush."

"I thought I was more than a little crazy for liking this kid," she paused and laughed, lightly, nudging him and he rolled his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

She smirked. "Payback," she whispered.

She faced the camera again. "And well, I was right...We fought twenty four seven – got on each others nerves constantly-"

"Which is why we broke up," he interrupted. "Though I-"

"Uh uh, Benson," she paused, shaking her head. "My turn."

"You're ridiculous," he muttered under his breath and she smiled as he proved her point.

"See? This is what I mean – it has always been like this. And we tried easy...the whole un-complicated thing. But..."

"But what?"

"I miss the crazy," she answered simply. "I miss you. Us."

He sighed. "Sam, you know how I feel. You're the one that said-"

"And since when do you listen to anything I say?"

"I-"

Before the next words could leave his mouth she'd pulled his arms towards her and leaned forwards, planting her lips over his.

He gasped in surprise before closing his eyes and kissing her back fully. He could feel her relax and smile against his lips as he did and it felt completely ridiculous to him that they'd taken this long to get back here.

She stepped back, as dazed as he was, releasing a happy sigh and tugging on his shirt. "We're both still certifiable, you know."

"Absolutely out of our minds," he agreed, his voice breathless.

He wrapped an arm around her and her eyes lit up, teasing. "So, what now?" she asked.

Laughing he leaned his forehead against hers, relishing in the feeling of her blouse beneath his fingertips. "Hate you," he told her softly.

She smiled and blinked up at him. "Love you too."

He tilted her chin about to kiss her again, while Carly turned the camera towards herself.

"...And good night."

...It never takes too long. ❤

Epilogue/one last flash back chapter to come. Sound good?