Against All Odds

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Chapter 5 (Spencer's Decision)

Spencer and Sasha entered the apartment and hoped no one would be too gravely upset with them for getting there a bit later than intended. The first thing Sasha wanted to do was check on Blake, as it was getting near his bedtime. It was almost seven, the manager of the arcade woke them up around six to six thirty, somehow they managed to fall asleep in the arcade. Sasha was the one who told Spencer not to speak of what happened, but he was the one beaming with the triumph that they actually kissed again after so many years.

The atmosphere of the house seemed a bit dreary for Spencer, he looked to the kitchen table and saw Freddie, Sam, and Gibby just sitting around it. Each of them seemed both bored out of their minds and rather upset about something, it was unnerving for him, it meant something happened and he wasn't here to diffuse it. Where were Carly and Blake? Panic began to sink in as he started imagining the worst. He moved to the kitchen and everyone looked at him with guilt in their eyes.

"What's going on, why are you guys so upset? Where's Carly and Blake?" Freddie and Sam simply shrugged their shoulders, which concerned him even more. When it came to those two feeling down and in the dumps, something serious had to have happened.

"Up in the studio," Gibby replied. His voice was very quiet, almost hushed, as though he were holding something back. Spencer remembered the group had iCarly to do today, so maybe something happened. He nodded and looked at Sasha, who was looking at the group with the same basic amount of concern. He motioned to the studio and started heading upstairs, she followed behind him. As they made their way into the studio, they saw Carly snuggled up with Blake. Spencer let out a sigh of relief and smiled as the site touched his heart, he was happy to see how well she was getting along with her little nephew. He cleared his throat and Carly lifted her head up, her lips fell into a frown when she met his concerned gaze. Blake hopped from her lap and walked over to the two.

"Mama, Papa!" Sasha smiled and lifted Blake from the ground.

"Hey baby, did you have fun with Aunt Carly?"

"Yes."

Carly moved to her feet and continued to stare into Spencer's eyes. He studied her face for a moment and started to feel the same sense of dread coming over him. He knew her expression well, her sunken eyes and frown lines, something terrible happened, but what? Blake seemed perfectly fine, so nothing happened to the baby. When they entered the house, they saw the crib put together and no supplies for the baby were left out, so nothing went wrong there. His ribs felt as though they were constricting his heart, the longer he thought about what could have possibly gone wrong, the tighter his chest became. "Carly, what happened? Why is everyone upset? Does it have anything to do with Blake?"

She shook her head and moved her eyes to the computer. "No…" Her voice broke and her eyes lit with fresh, frustrated tears. "It's iCarly. Spencer, you're going to hate me…please don't hate me…" Spencer and Sasha exchanged confused glanced and he quickly moved over to his little sister, she needed to be comforted, and now.

"I wouldn't hate you, I could never do that. Just tell me what happened."

"I think I may have pissed off Nevel or something, cause he hacked into our webshow and we couldn't shut him up." Nevel? Nevel? There was a name he hadn't heard in a while. He knew what that kid was capable of, so it was valid reason to panic. "I just wanted to introduce Blake to iCarly." His blood ran cold and he quickly hurried to the computer with her, he needed her to fire it up as soon as possible. Sasha glanced over as Blake held onto her left shoulder.

"What's wrong?"

"Dad watches iCarly, that's what's wrong." Her eyebrows shot up and she quickly hurried over to them. Spencer waited as Carly started to fire up the video, he frowned when he saw Sam holding Blake at the start of iCarly. He had been hoping to tell his father a bit differently. He watched as Carly and Sam started talking about Nevel, then revealed quite abruptly that Blake was his son. "Okay, I was planning on coming up with some way to tell dad about Blake, now this is just a slap in the face to him if he sees this…What else happened? You said Nevel…"

"Give it a minute…" Carly closed her eyes as the screen went down on iCarly and Nevel appeared. Spencer took a deep breath and placed his hand on his stomach, where on earth might this lead? Carly had just willingly pissed Nevel off, whether or not she was trying to do that. It didn't seem unfathomable that he would try to do something. "Spencer, I'm sorry. I let him reveal everything…we couldn't stop him…"

Spencer's face tightened as he listened to Nevel and Carly's argument. Sasha gasped as Spencer was accused of some highly irresponsible stuff, including his being the one who ran out when Sasha had her baby. "It's okay." He began to shake as he turned his head to the side, he really wanted to hit the guy, but thought better of it. Besides, what would hunting the prick down do anyway? Stir things up? "We're just going to leave this alone. If Dad sees this…well he's going to be ticked off because most of those allegations are true."

"They are?" Sasha asked with a raised eyebrow. He knew she might be hinting at the irresponsible side of him, so he rolled his eyes in response and turned his head to her.

"They're all in the past, anyway." The corner of her lip tugged upwards and Spencer felt a fluttery sensation in his stomach. He turned his head over and sighed. As he closed his eyes, he saw Carly smirk at him.

"So how was your date?"

"Not. A date." He growled the words out and stared at Sasha. She smirked at him as he leaned his palms against the table while looking back to the computer. "It was a bet, I think I lost, but I'm not sure."

"Oh? What was the wager?" Spencer's face started to heat up and Sasha's eyebrows lifted, taunting him. He hung his tongue at the corner of his lips and looked off to the side away from Carly and Sasha. Sasha hummed and poked Blake's chest playfully, while gently swaying side to side. Carly looked between the two of them and raised a curious eyebrow. "You…Is there something I should know about? What did take you so long?"

"We, uh…" He slowly rolled his eyes upwards, then to Carly, he was struggling to find a way to word what was running through his mind and surely running through hers. "Let's just say the arcade itself was boring." Sasha was always the blunt one, the more logical one and better at sentence structure than he was. For instance, thinking back, he figured she would have had a better reason for Freddie to not lie to his mother about his relationship with Sam than he had given.

Carly threw her hand in the air and scoffed. "And that tells me nothing, I want to know how it went!" A chuckle left his lips and he gazed off as the daydream started to return to his mind. Holding Sasha, kissing her, cuddling her close after all these years, it sure brought back memories and emotions. If this was her way of giving him a second chance, he didn't want to screw this up.

Sasha lifted her eyes and smiled at Carly. "We came to a mutual understanding." Carly raised her eyebrows and Spencer slowly closed his eyes, he moved his fingers to his temples. It was not hard to see what would happen next, Carly was almost always overdramatic. "That, and we fell asleep at the arcade…not intentional, but your brother got a bit too comfortable, which didn't help me because I was…" She stopped herself and Spencer smirked at the blush appearing at her cheeks. Carly's jaw dropped and her hands flew to her mouth as she took a quick intake of air.

"You mean you're not mad at each other anymore?" Spencer winced inwardly as he saw her growing smile hidden beneath her fingers. He took a deep breath and rolled his head to the side. "I'm still a little irked it took her three years to tell me she was pregnant, all because of my 'immaturity' back then." Sasha closed her eyes and chuckled dryly as Carly's eyes widened and her smile went down.

"Well excuse me, I apologized for that didn't I? I didn't think you were fit to be a father, and I still haven't seen much change."

"Well excuse me, you've only seen me for a few hours after three years of not seeing me."

Carly yelped and screamed out. "No!" Spencer and Sasha looked at her with arched eyebrows as she reached forward and placed her hands on their arms. "No fighting, please. You two are parents, you have a baby, we're a family!" He turned his head back to the computer and sighed, the screen was frozen on Carly pointing to Nevel. He held his breath and narrowed his eyes.

"Don't worry, I don't hold it against her..." Sasha arched her eyebrow and Carly slowly lowered her arms. They watched him closely and waited patiently as he stood straight and pressed his lips firmly together. "Hearing Nevel put all that stuff together, saying it all at once…" His stomach churned as he moved his eyes to Sasha. He turned fully to her and stepped in front of her, gazing firmly into her soft brown eyes. "It makes me sick, but I imagine you were right before. I was irresponsible." She frowned and moved her eyes to Blake, the toddler was asleep on her shoulder.

"I already told you…"

"I know. I'm sorry. I'm trying to get my art approved at the museum, but nobody's really wanted it. I'm living off my dad's money because I can't find a job that suits me, and I'm pretty sure my dad's going to be pissed now that he knows I'm out of law school. I'll try to talk to him about it when he calls, assuming he does."

"Maybe you can work something out…"

"I can't do it alone, Sasha. You being here, me being a father…Iwant to be with you. I want to be Blake's father. Maybe if you'll give me that second chance, I might 'grow a pair' as you said back then." He smirked lightly, remembering the argument they'd had and playing off it. Her eyes widened momentarily, then shrunk to normal as her lips slowly curled into an upwards smirk.

"We already had that conversation too, Spencer."

"No, you told me that 'you'd see how things turned out'. If there's something I know, Sasha…" He placed his hand on her side and continued gazing into her eyes, not fully aware of his actions. Carly gasped and cupped her mouth once more, watching her brother intensely. He never showed this side before, at least not very often, but he wanted to show her that he was completely serious about his intentions. "Blake needs a dad, you need a man, and well…I need you. I need you as much as you need me. I do still love you, Sasha, and you have to believe me when I tell you…I'd do anything for you and for my son. He's not just your son, and I don't want him to grow up without a father…" She gasped and revealed in her eyes, the shock that hit her with those words. Once she cleared her throat and collected herself, she took a deep breath and spoke.

"Is this your way of proposing to me?" Her eyes were glazing over, a sight that he'd not seen from her in such a long time. Being a mother must have done something to her, maybe she really believed she couldn't do this alone. His heart swelled. He would be that safety net, he would take care of his son and he would take care of her. He smiled at her and carefully lifted his finger, swiping away the water in her eyes. He felt her body tense and relax as he did this, it was like nobody had shown her such a sentiment in so long, had she really never gone into another relationship after him?

"No, it's my way of asking you to trust me first." Lowering his arm, he kept his eyes with hers. Her chest rose and he moved his eyes to Blake, who was now sucking on his thumb. Pride shot through him as he closed his eyes and pictured himself watching his son grow up, playing ball in the yard and being the father that he needed. "Give me a chance to show you that I canbe a father. Give me a chance to prove to you that I can take care of this family. You, Blake, even Carly…you all can depend on me."

He glanced to the side as Carly looked at the hammer in the wall of the studio, they still never took that out. Even Sasha remembered its legacy. He cleared his throat and Carly returned her gaze to him, smiling innocently. "We will ignore the hammer in the wall. That's all in the past, and I'm going to prove it!" With her free arm, she moved her hand to his arm and relaxed her body as she took a step closer.

"Then prove it. I agree with you, I think Blake needs his father here too, and I'm more concerned with my-" She stopped herself and locked her eyes into his, smiling softly. Spencer's eyebrows rose and his heart seemed to pause with great anticipation, was she about to accept him as part of their son's life? Her life? "Excuse me, our child's happiness than my own. It would be appropriate to marry, I just don't know…" His heart leapt up into his throat and he nearly shouted out for joy, somehow he managed to keep it inside and not embarrass himself this time.

"I won't let you down, I promise you. We could lose it all and I still would fight for you and Blake."

"You think so? Maybe…Either way, it's seven o'clock, I think we're all hungry, Blake needs to go to bed…so let's put Blake in his crib, have dinner, and go to bed."

"Yeah…let's do that…"

Carly looked about ready to scream, but not in any emotion other than pure joy. It was enough to make them forget about what Nevel did. Spencer clicked off the computer and looked over at Sasha and Blake. It didn't matter what Nevel did or said, the kid was just a prick with no life, he wouldn't manage to get anything done.

A squeal caught him off guard and he quickly looked to Carly, she was waytoo ecstatic. "I can't wait to tell Sam and Freddie!" His eyes widened as Carly bolted out the door. He chuckled nervously and watched Sasha walk by him and click the elevator button. She turned to him and motioned for him to come over, he happily obliged.

"I hope you know you're sleeping on the couch tonight, Spencer." She smirked as the doors opened. His jaw dropped and his body froze. Did she just claim his bed? Granted there was no other bedroom, but that just wasn't fair!

"Did you seriously just do that?" She stepped into the elevator and continued looking at him with that never fleeting smirk.

"Do what?

"Take my bedroom?"

"Oh. Yes. Yes I did. You see, I'm the mother with the baby. You're the hu-" He raised his eyebrow and smirked as she stopped herself. She snapped her fingers quickly and let him step into the elevator next to him. "You're the man who got me pregnant."

"Which you never told me about."

"So what?" She replied in a singsong voice, staring out into the studio as the elevator beeped. He smirked with a witty comeback shooting into his mind.

"You know, if it weren't for Blake, I'd kiss you."

Sasha raised an eyebrow and scoffed, holding her daring smirk. "I'd like to see you try without my hand landing on your face and my foot in your precious man jewels." He cringed and paled as he moved his hands to his crotch. So painful, so very cold and painful. He could just feel her triumphant grin upon him. He groaned lightly as the elevator doors closed.

Hope you're enjoying ti ^_^. This story's going to pick up relatively soon, a lot will be happening!