Once again, I'm so happy for all the reviews I'm getting. I would like to point things out and see if you get them. First of all, some people noticed "Cam" (Sam's boyfriend") as also Carly/Sam's friendship. If you did, GOOD JOB! This chapter is the SAPPIEST one I have ever written and it may be too much. Read & Review please!

Love, Amy

p.s. I still don't own iCarly.

Sam wasn't answering her phone and it was driving Freddie nuts. She had told him she found Carly, or someone who looked like her. But now especially he couldn't get his mind off of her. He even pondered trying to convince his mom to let him to go to California to find Sam and probably Carly.

His heart ached whenever he looked at a picture of her. It wasn't like he just sat around only thinking of her. He did have a life in college, focusing on his degree in engineering. He didn't really enjoy it. He'd wanted to go with computer programming or technical support but he couldn't gather himself up to even touch a camera any more. At first Freddie didn't believe that Carly had really gone away without telling him, of all people. He didn't believe one person could affect him so much.

But Carly wasn't just 'one person'. She was his everything. Carly Shay was supposed to be Carly Benson. He would not give up hope on her being his wife.

He had to get out of the house now, not knowing where to go though. Just like reading his mind, Spencer was calling his cell phone. He picked up only to find out Spencer needed help with an art sculpture. Freddie did like spending time with Spencer. He always did feel like an older brother to him. And he was a little like Carly, so it was kind of like spending time with her too.

"Hey thanks Freddo. I can't seem to put this head on by myself," Spencer said when Freddie walked in.

"You're welcome. Any time." Freddie helped Spencer a bit, both in silence then Spencer couldn't stand it anymore.

"You know, I miss her too," he stated plainly. It at first seemed like he was just saying it to himself. But Freddie knew better.

"Yeah…" was all he could think of to say though.

"Hey will you go get something from Carly's room real quick? I want to put it on this sculpture…" it was then that Freddie realized the sculpture was somewhat a depiction of Carly.

"Yeah, what do you need?"

"Anything that is hers."

"Ok. I'll be back."

When Freddie had gone up the stairs, Spencer smiled at himself. He didn't really need anything from Carly's room. He just wanted Freddie to go there for the first time in a long time. It wasn't Spencer's place to play matchmaker but at least he could help a little bit.

Upstairs in Carly's room, Freddie walked in slowly. He felt like he was intruding on her space. Most of her clothes were gone, along with other things she had left with. He wasn't sure exactly what Spencer wanted him to get, so he just looked around a little bit for something small. Then he noticed the corner right next to her bed in the back. He didn't know why he hadn't noticed this before. It was covered in pictures of him or him with her. Some of them had hearts around them. One had a picture of them kissing that Spencer had taken. Another picture was taken when they were just little kids playing games together. The pictures were all shaped around the wall in a heart shape except there was one missing. He wondered what picture she was going to put in there, if she came back at all.

Moving away from that part of the wall was hard to do, but he eventually did it. He grabbed a small pillow from her bed and decided to just leave the room. Getting in the elevator, Freddie almost started crying. He pressed "1" to go to the living room but instead for some reason it went up. When he got out, he faced the iCarly studio door. It hadn't been touched since graduation.

He didn't know where he got the motivation but he opened the door to go into it. Everything was still in its place. The half of a car still in the wall. The swing out television monitor still up in place. Even his camera equipment was still there, as if ready for another show to start. Freddie ran his hand across the camera and looked around, picturing Sam getting impatient while waiting for him to count down and Carly looking amazing as she always did.

His phone vibrated and he pulled it out immediately, hoping it was from Sam.

Hey, I'm coming home tomorrow Freddork. I was nice enough to get you a souvenir so be happy. -Sam