Otay, I believe this is going to be the final chapter of this story. Before I proceed, I would like to say thank you to all the people who enjoyed this story and supported it. I wouldn't have kept it going…so Thanks.

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Chapter Eighteen: May The Real Sam Please Stand Up

"Sam….Sam…Sam…Sam…"

"Shut up!" I screamed as I clamped my hands down on my ears and clenched my eyes shut. The person who was calling me was giving me a headache and if they said my name one more time, I was going to hit something. I felt alone and accompanied at the same me as I stood in nothing but darkness. It was really creeping me out…but considering I had just witnessed a vampire get torn up and set on fire I should not be creeped out by anything.

A hand clamped down on my shoulder and I jumped at the sudden contact. They spun me around and my eyes snapped open only to grow two times their normal size. The person standing before me had her mouth pressed into a hard line and her blue eyes were narrowed at my and remained locked with my own. Her flowing blonde hair was half up, half down and she was dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and a sweatshirt that said "I Love Ham" and under the caption was a picture of dancing ham.

"Am I looking into a mirror or something?" I questioned under my breath. The second Sam rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest. It was then that I took not of the dark looking book in her hand. I got a glimpse of the title and reading it made me sick.

"Not exactly and if you tell me to shut up again I will not hesitate to scratch your eyes out." She threatened as her blue eyes glared harshly at me. I pursed my lips and placed my hands on my hips before speaking.

"Than what are you? Are you some kind of clone?" I questioned ignoring her threat. She snorted and shifted her weight to on foot, cocking her hip out.

"No, I'm the real Sam." She stated in a matter-of-fact tone. My mouth dropped open and I slowly shook my head. She had to be crazy if she thought she was Sam. I'm Sam! There is only one Sam and that was me.

"No…that is not true. I'm the real Sam." I countered. She snorted again and shook her head, almost shamefully and I narrowed my eyes at her as she took a step towards me.

"Where do you live?"

"Lewiston, Maine…"

"Wrong. Seattle, Washington." She deadpanned. "Who is your guardian?" She questioned. I blinked stupidly, wondering why she was asking these questions and claiming I was wrong…and I was wondering why I was, actually believing her.

"Dan…my father…"

"Wrong; your mother who you barely see. Where do you spend most of your time?" She asked taking another step towards me.

"In the meadow with Freddie." I answered in a sure tone. She laughed lightly in a mocking manner and my brow furrowed.

"Wrong; Carly Shay's apartment. Do you know what iCarly is?" She questioned leaning in towards me.

"No…" I muttered. She laughed again, but this time more openly. Everything she was saying made sense, but I didn't want it to.

"Last question…who are you madly in love with?" She asked quietly. This, I could answer.

"Fredward Shay: my vampire boyfriend." I said firmly

"Wrong; you're in love with Freddie Benson: my tech nerd."

That's all it took. My mind went blank and before I could comprehend the situation or ask any questions of my own my body went completely stiff and numb. The Sam in front of me took the book in her hand and bopped me on the forehead making me lose my balance and I fell over. As soon as my body fell…I passed out.

I gasped as my eyes snapped open and I sat up quickly. The sudden movement wasn't exactly one of my greatest ideas considering a spasm of pain ran up my spine and ended at the back of my neck. My eyes moved around frantically as I took in my surroundings that I couldn't find familiar, but I recognized it as a hospital room. Next to me a life monitor was beeping in an annoying manner.

"Ugh what the heck is going on?" I questioned quietly. Outside the door of the hospital room I could hear two guys exchanging words. One voice I could recognize, surprisingly, but the other remained a mystery to me. I sat up in bed, carefully keeping in mind of the pain that moving too quickly would cause.

Just as I was swinging my legs over the side of the bed the door to the room I was currently in swung open and I locked eyes with none other than my beloved tech dork, not a pale looking, topaz eyed emo kid who was dedicating his life to me. Freddie just stared at me for a moment and I quirked an eyebrow at him.

"What are you looking at Fredweird? Do you have an issue?" I questioned as I stood to my feet. I bent back a bit, stretching through the pain so that I could loosen my tight muscles and before I could stretch fully I was swept up into an embrace that could have crushed my spine. "GAH!"

"Sam! You're awake! You're okay! You're not dead!" He exclaimed as he spun me around. My face went blank as my stomach twisted into knots. I tried not to sigh when I felt the warmth of the hug envelope me. Instead I flicked the brown eyed boy on the head causing him to let me go.

"I don't know what your deal is. Why would I be dead?" I said as I brushed some invisible dirt off of my hospital gown. Freddie stared at me for a moment before taking me by the shoulders and leaning in a bit. Did he get taller?

"Sam…six months ago you got into an accident. It was a hit and run. You've been in a coma ever since." He explained quietly. My brow furrowed as I tried to recall the information he was giving me but all I remember was that stupid book I was reading…

"Whoa…I missed a lot of iCarly." I commented shaking my head. Freddie took in a deep breath and shook his head at me.

"Sam, you don't get it. Some of us thought that you'd never wake up. Carly had to go through therapy for a while to cope and I nearly gave up hope. I thought I lost you and I didn't understand just how much I needed you until you weren't there." He said locking eyes with me. I pressed my lips together into a hard line as my cheeks slowly began to heat up. He couldn't be serious.

"Whoa Benson, I didn't know you felt that way." I joked trying to lighten the situation. I was trying not to seem too excited about what he had just said because I was still trying to pull off the hard to get, hard core style…I wasn't like the other Sam who submitted to her feelings so easily…that was all just a long dream…but I should be following her example.

"I'm just happy that you're awake Sam…you're practically my life." He laughed lightly. I think my smile was giving me away now.

You are my life now…

"What are you going to do next Freddo? Tell me you love me?" I questioned nonchalantly snaking my arms around his neck. I had to get on my toes to do so, but it was worth it seeing that scarlet blush rush to his cheeks.

"If I did?" He asked back. I laughed lightly and shook my head at him. I was handling this much better than I thought.

Without a single word I leaned up while pushing his head down so that his lips could meet mine. The kiss was rough at first until we both relaxed and his arms found their way around my waist. I smirked against his lips before slowly pulling away.

"Then I would have to say that you're stuck with me…" I muttered.

"Wouldn't have it any other way." He said smiling at me.

"Just do me a favor…never take me to a baseball game, remind me to be nicer to Jeannette, don't let me near vampire related books and next time we see Jonah remind me to punch him." I said narrowing my eyes.

"Why?"

"Don't question me dork."

"Okay."

"Now go get me Twilight. I never read the ending." I ordered.

Short, yes I know, but it was to the point and I depicted how I wanted things to end. If I'm not lazy I will write and epilogue, but do not count on it. I'm happy that I'm done, but also sad that the story had finally come to a close. Review for the final time peoples.

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