Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly.

This chapter has some more Carly, but there's still a lot of Seddie romance in it. If you haven't noticed, Sam is acting more sweet and loving than usual. I made her like this because it's more romantic when she's nice. I'll still try to make her mean too and more like the real Sam.

Please review and tell me what you like, don't like, or want in this story! (:

SPOV:

This is my entire fault. Carly would be here with us right now if I had never told Freddie how I feel about him. But I love Freddie and I want to be his girlfriend. I want him. I want his love and everything about him, I want.

He looked so helpless. He couldn't believe Carly had ran away either.

"Baby, we have to find her," said Freddie.

"Oh, so I'm your baby?" I grinned. I love when he says cute things like that. He's always cute and adorable, even with his dorky self.

He grinned. "Yes you are, Sam."

I grinned back at him. "Well, I guess let's go search for her."

"Where? I have no idea where she went."

"Um, maybe we could check The Groovy Smoothie."

"But that wouldn't be where she'd escape from everyone. She'd go somewhere private and far away."

"First, let's just find Spencer."

"Or we could wait until he got home." He winked at me.

I grinned. "Wanna go upstairs Fredward?"

He rolled his eyes. I knew he hated his birth name. I laughed and we ran upstairs together.

We went in the iCarly studio and started making out. He pulled me into the car prop. He was so aggressive and passionate, which is something I would usually never expect from Freddie.

His fingers pulled through my hair. He sat on top of me and acted like me was in charge of me. I could feel how muscular he was. When did that happen? I never knew he worked out, but I assumed he obviously did by the way muscle felt. We were both breathing heavily, but didn't stop. His adorable eyes were so irresistible. I never wanted to quit. I pulled him closer to my chest. I never realized how hot he was. He's really matured a lot too. His voice has gotten deeper, he's gotten more muscular, and a lot more flirty.

I heard the door downstairs open and close. Spencer must be home. I struggled to be released from Freddie's lips, but he didn't stop.

Spencer started coming up the elevator. Had he heard us?

He walked in the room and screamed. Freddie immediately released and stared at him, embarrassed.

"What are you doing?" Spencer yelled.

"Spencer, we were just making out," said Freddie.

"It doesn't look like it!" Spencer shouted.

I looked down and realized that Freddie had torn my shirt off.

"Oh crap…" I said.

"Spencer, it's not what it looks like. We were just kissing," said Freddie.

"Ugh, where's Carly?" asked Spencer.

"Um, Spencer, did you not see the note she left?" I asked.

"Uh, no…" he replied.

"Just, um, go downstairs and read it. It's on the kitchen counter," said Freddie.

Spencer walked downstairs and after a few minutes, we began to hear him loudly crying. Sam and I walked downstairs.

I patted Spencer on the back. "Spence, we'll find her. Promise."

"But why did she have to leave?" Spencer cried.

"I'm really sorry, Spencer. I wanted to be with Sam and I didn't know this would upset her so much," said Freddie.

"We need to call the police! I don't think we can find her without help."

Spencer called and the police said that they'd search for her.

We turned on the news channel.

"Missing Girl: Carly Shay" was all over the news.

Freddie and I looked at each other and stood up. He grabbed my hand and said, "Sam, we have to find her. Now. I love you, but I'm not ready to lose my best friend, so please help me."

"Of course I will!"

FPOV:

Oh my God. I can't believe Carly's gone. Where would she go? I would think that if she were leaving to go far away, maybe she'd go to an airport? I guess it's worth a try to check.

"Sam, let's check the airport," I told her.

"Alright."

We left the apartment and walked outside to… no car. Uh, how would we get there? We definitely couldn't walk. Spencer doesn't have car. Sam's mom… I don't even know. She's just… ew. There's always my mom. Of course. I hadn't told her yet that I was dating Sam, which she would probably be furious about. But I'll tell her now. For Carly, and just to get it over with.

Sam and I walked back inside and went to my apartment. Mom was standing in the kitchen, cleaning and watching TV. I held Sam's hand and said, "I'm sure she'll be okay with it." I knew she wouldn't, but I didn't want Sam to feel bad.

I took a deep breath, prepared to fight my mom's lecture. "Mom, come sit down here." I sat on the couch, holding Sam's hand. When mom sat down, she saw our hands.

"What in the world? Why are you holding her hand?" She asked uneasily.

"Mom," I proudly said, "Sam and I are dating now." I grinned.

"Why don't you just stick a knife through my heat Fredward Benson?"

"I-"

Sam spoke above me. "Dude. What the chizz? I feel like sticking a knife through my own heart when I see your face. So shut it."

I laughed and clapped. I know I hated betraying my mom, but I loved how someone finally took control of her.

"Oh my-"

Sam put her hand in front of my mom's mouth. "Freddie and I are dating. Deal with it. He's my lover." She exaggerated the word "lover." I laughed.

I stood up and put my arm around Sam.

"Now drive us, lady," said Sam rudely.

"You… you… UGH." She threw her arms in the air. "Where would you want me to drive you? Why do you think I would drive you anywhere after you just said what you said to me? You should be glad I didn't call the police!"

Sam and I laughed. The police? Really?

"You have to deal with me now, okay? Freddie loves me and I love him. I love his lips too." She winked.

Mom grabbed her keys, knowing she wouldn't win this battle. "Where do you need to go?" she asked angrily.

"To the airport to find Carly," I said.

"Why would Carly be there?"

"Mom, have you seen the news?"

"No, I was watching a soap opera."

I shook her shoulders. "Carly is lost, mom!"

"What?" she asked confused.

"She ran away!"

"Oh my gosh, hunny, you and that… thing… have to go find her!"

"Then drive us! Now!"

Mom drove Sam and I to the airport. "I'll just stay in the car!" she yelled to us as we ran inside the airport.

We ran, holding hands, to the flight board. There were only a few delays and one closing. Hopefully one of those would be Carly's flight if she were here. For some reason, I had a feeling that she was here. Hopefully I was right.

Sam and I searched the bathrooms, chairs, couches, corners, everywhere. There was no sign of Carly.

Disappointedly, we walked back out to the car, exhausted.

"Freddie, where's my purse?" Sam asked.

"I thought you had it with you."

"Well, I don't now!"

"Sam, if you left it inside, it's probably long gone now. Did you see how many people were there? We could hardly walk."

"I have to find it! My phone, wallet, and everything are in it!" She ran back inside.

SPOV:

Crap, I can't believe I've lost my purse. It has like everything in it.

I walked inside and pushed through crowds of people. It suddenly came to my mind. I had left it in the bathroom when I was looking for Carly! I put it down on beside the sink to find my necklace!

I ran to the bathroom and didn't see it anywhere. I guess Freddie was right. I sighed.

Slowly, I walked back outside to Freddie's mom's car.

"Sam! Oh my gosh!" said a familiar voice. It wasn't Freddie or his mom.

Suddenly, someone ran up to me and hugged from me behind. It was Carly!

"Carly!" I yelled extremely loudly.

I hugged her back and told her to follow me. We ran to the car.

"Freddie! Freddie!" I yelled.

He looked up and saw Carly. "Oh my God! Carly!" he shouted.

"Freddie!" she jumped on him and gave him a big kiss. My jaw dropped. The smile of seeing Carly immediately faded into a fired up, ready to fight, face of a bully.

Freddie saw how mad I looked. "Carly, watch out!" he shouted as he quickly jumped on Carly and threw themselves to the ground. I began to throw a punch at Carly, but it ended up just being to the air.

Tears streamed down my face like a waterfall. "Freddie!" I cried. "I can't believe you! What's wrong with you? Never talk to me again!"

I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom of the airport.

I could hardly see because my eyes were so filled with tears. As I looked in the mirror, I saw that I looked like a monster. My eyeliner had smeared all over my face and my cheeks were fire red.

A few minutes later, Carly ran in there. "Sam! I didn't mean what I did and I'm so stupid and I'm so sorry!" She began to cry too. "I can't believe I did that either! I shouldn't have kissed Freddie, it just somehow… happened! Please Sam, please, please, please forgive me."

I punched Carly in the face and ran out of the bathroom, leaving her lying on the ground.

As I ran out of the bathroom, I heard her crying. Come on, Sam, don't feel bad. She kissed your boyfriend. I thought to myself.

I didn't even mean it when I told Freddie to never talk to me again. Hopefully he didn't take me seriously either.

I finally got to the car and found Freddie leaning against it. He looked so hot. He crossed his arms and legs, staring into my eyes. I slowly walked up to him and held his hands. He seemed to have calmed down.

"Freddie, I didn't mean what I said."

"I figured."

"So are we cool now? I'm so sorry."

"Yeah we're good." He smiled an adorable smile.

"Do you still love me, Freddie?" He smiled more.

"Of course I do, Princess Puckett."

I smiled. "Now about Carly… I'll just tell you the truth. She's lying on the floor in the bathroom because I punched her. I'm sorry."

He gasped. "Sam!" He then ran to the bathroom.

Women screamed as he ran in the girls bathroom, but he just grabbed Carly and carried her out.

"She still has a pulse. We need to take her to the hospital, quick. Call 9-1-1."

"Shawty fire burning on the dance floor." I laughed. "Okay I will."

I called the ambulance and they arrived within a few minutes. We followed behind the ambulance in Freddie's mom's car as they took Carly away to the hospital.