The Greatest Secret

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own iCarly

A/N: This story details what it would be like if Sam and Freddie were secretly together during the series. Read it, I'm sure you'll enjoy it.

Chapter 4 (A Torrid Relationship)

Freddie made it home before Sam, as usual, Sam was usually either being bothered by Briggs at the end of the day or doing something else. He knew she would be a little late after school on that day because she was going to wait until Carly took the blame for Mrs. Briggs's head on the rhino. He had to admit, it was hilarious.

"Freddie!" Sam called as she entered the apartment building. Freddie quickly bounded out of his room, thinking that Sam was upset about something. He made his way into the living room and found Sam sitting on the couch, he sat down next to Sam and she looked over at him. "Freddie, you think I'm a loveable person, don't you?" Freddie raised his eyebrow and wrapped his arm around Sam's shoulders, pulling her close to him.

"Of course I do, now who would tell you otherwise?"

"Carly got mad about taking the blame for rhino-Briggs." Freddie chuckled at the name, that was something that he and Sam both liked to call the teacher behind her back. "She yelled at me, it doesn't bother me much, but she said anyone other than her would punch me in the face. I don't like it when people pull my hair, either."

"I would never hit you in the face or pull your hair, Sam."

"I know, and I'm glad for that." Sam blinked and stared at the door. "Carly has to host the auditions for the talent show now, and apparently I'm going to be helping her." Freddie chuckled and shrugged his shoulders.

"Oh well, it should be fun, right?" Sam shot him a look and narrowed her eyes, causing him to chuckle nervously. "Then again, maybe it's going to be boring as hell."

"Yeah, most likely." Sam looked toward the front door and gave another sigh. "Carly was talking about you earlier today, she said she was still considering the possibility of asking you out. Of course, she did say that she was also annoyed by your pushiness." Freddie smirked and raised his eyebrow, he saw that as instant success. "Carly should be getting home soon. She's probably going to need a camcorder to tape the auditions…"

"I'm on it." Sam raised her eyebrow as Freddie kissed her forehead and moved toward the door. He glanced out the peephole and saw Carly walking toward the door. "She's at her door, is there anything you think I can do?"

"I don't know, is there really any opportunity to be pushy?"

"She's got a water bottle, and it looks like it's about to fall."

"If she drops it, go out and get it for her. If she doesn't drop it, don't bother with her."

"Okay." Freddie gave Sam a questioning look, wondering if Sam didn't want him to bother with Carly at all. At her word, he would instantly leave and go to her aid rather than deal with Carly. "Sam, are you sure?"

"Freddie, I love how you're concerned with how I feel, and I assure you, I'm going to be okay." Freddie nodded and sighed as he glanced out the peephole. Carly was trying to get something from her purse and dropped the water bottle. He took a deep breath and opened the door, tripping slightly as he ran by Carly, picked up her water bottle and held it up to her. Sam couldn't help but chuckle at the sight and be thankful she wasn't in view.

"You dropped this!" Carly's eyes were wide with slight shock and bewilderment. She sighed and gave Freddie a small smile as she took the bottle from him.

"Um thanks I…"

"I was going to walk you home from school, but I couldn't find you! Hey!" Freddie waved and continued trying to hold his breath, feeling very sick at the moment. Sam had positioned her back against the wall and was listening in, she snickered at the way Freddie was talking, knowing it was all an act. Carly sighed once more and gave a small chuckle.

"Freddie, were you looking out your peephole waiting for me to come home from school?" Freddie gave a strange laugh, one that didn't sound as manly as he would laugh for Sam. The manly laugh was strictly reserved for her.

"No!" Carly sighed and shifted her eyes to the side.

"Freddie…" Sam laughed as she heard Freddie fake a defeated tone, one that appeared believable to Carly.

"Yes." Well, it wasn't exactly a lie, but he hadn't been waiting for her to come home the entire time, it was Sam that he had been waiting for. Though he wouldn't look out of the peephole for her, he just had to wait for her beautiful scent to flow through the air and for her soft and harmonious voice to carry into his ears. She was all he needed and all he wanted, he didn't care about all the girls he had crushes on in the past, he wanted Sam.

"Freddie, we should talk about this. We can be buds, but you have to get over this crush thing."

"Isn't that you that we're trying to fix?" Freddie brought his hands up and inhaled sharply, then exhaling. "I am over it. I'm…"

"Come on Freddie, just say, I know it hurts," Sam thought while closing her eyes and pressing her lips together.

"I'm in love with you and you want to be friends, and I'm totally cool living with that constant pain." Freddie was nearly to the point of tears, he couldn't stand lying like this to Carly and talking like this when he had Sam, and Sam was right behind him. "Okay, that's it, when I'm done here, I'm taking Sam to a nice diner and we're going to have a perfect and romantic date! Roses, candlelight, the whole shindig!"

"Oh god," Carly responded while shaking her head and turning toward the door. It seemed like the plan to annoy her was working, so maybe Freddie wouldn't have to keep this up. The only way they'd have to keep this up was if the plan seemed to be failing. Freddie sighed and shoved his hands in his pockets.

"I heard you needed a camcorder to tape some auditions."

"It's okay, I'll just use my brother's." Freddie smiled and reached for his cell phone in his pocket.

"Well if you need mine, I think you know my number. You probably wouldn't."

"No, I asked Sam, she gave it to me." Freddie raised his eyebrow as Carly glanced at his phone. "Nice looking cell phone there." In one more act of desperation to scare her away, he made a fake desperate look on his face.

"You can have it!" Carly shuddered and quickly entered her door, not seeing the smirk that now graced Freddie's face. Freddie sighed and walked into his apartment, turning his head and looking toward Sam. "I think the crush she has will go away soon. I hope so."

"Freddie," Sam whispered. Freddie raised his eyebrow as Sam stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck. She buried her face into his chest. Bewildered, he lifted his hands and placed them on her back, holding her close. "Am I a bad person? I mean for doing this to Carly, for doing this to you."

"No Sam, you're not a bad person at all. You're a wonderful, beautiful person, and I don't think you're anything less than an angel. At least I can promise you that those words are meant for you, and only you. I don't want Carly to develop a crush on me as much as you don't, so don't feel guilty, this is the only way we can get her to forget me without breaking her heart, right?"

"Yeah, but it's hard sometimes. I don't want to crush her, but at the same time, I know her crush for you is growing."

"What makes you say this?" Sam sighed and looked into Freddie's eyes.

"When we talked earlier, she was telling me all about this love at first sight stuff, and that she thought she was falling for you. I had to listen to her say all of this, and I honestly felt jealous."

"You don't need to feel jealous, Sam. You have me here beside you, Carly doesn't."

"I know…so, can I ask you a question?"

"Anything, Sam, ask me whatever your heart desires." Sam chuckled lightly and felt a blush forming at her cheek, Freddie did have his way with words.

"Will you help us out at the auditions? You know, bring your best equipment. You know, the camcorder, the white balance, and everything else that you have." Freddie didn't even need to hesitate, he would be there for her.

"Yes." Sam smiled and hugged Freddie once more, thankful for him.

"Thanks."

-NEW SCENE-

Sam knew Freddie loved technical things, it was his greatest field of expertise. She was pretty good at tech stuff as well, but she chose not to show it that often. She knew Freddie would be great help at the audition, so she wanted him to be there. Not only that, he probably wouldn't go unless he brought his equipment with him. Whenever she thought about it, she loved his equipment. What she didn't like was the fact that she couldn't get in the school. She was talking to Carly on the cell phone and trying to figure a way inside.

"I told you, the doors would be locked," Carly said as she walked into the audition room. "You have to go around and-" Carly looked over and saw Freddie with his equipment, apparently he got in. He wanted to help Sam find her way in, but Carly had called her first. "Oh my god!" Freddie glanced up and smirked.

"Morning, Carly!" Freddie said in a faux thrilled voice.

"Uh, see you in a sec, Sam." Carly hung up her phone and stared at Freddie in shock.

"What do you think of my equipment?" Freddie blinked for a second and chuckled to himself. "One day, I'm going to use that line on Sam and make it sound like a flirt. I wonder how she'd react to that, since we do flirt often enough." Carly looked flustered as she shifted her eyes across the tech stuff, she gestured and looked at Freddie with slight anxiety.

"Freddie, what is all this?" Freddie was glad to tell her, this wasn't a moment of being impressive or anything, this was just his love for tech stuff coming out. In short, he was showing off.

"Well, that is a three chip high-def camcorder with a hypercardioid condenser microphone mounted on a carbon-fiber tripod with a low drag fluid head." Carly actually seemed both bored and impressed, surprised at his knowledge. Freddie winced when he realized that she was most likely impressed, and that would further her crush on him. "I also brought a juice and a bagel." He wanted to say that was for Sam, and to make sure she wouldn't eat it. Sam actually told him that she probably wouldn't eat it if he said he brought it for her and acted desperate about it, so that's what he did.

Carly smiled and looked ready to take the tray, but Sam walked in at that moment and stared at Freddie while talking to Carly. "Hey, you invited the doof!" Even though it was she that invited her.

"Sam," Carly said while letting out a small sigh. Freddie put down the tray and looked at Sam, catching her intense glare. He smirked lightly and returned the glare back to her, all an act and part of their game which appeared to have just begun.

"Aw man, I didn't know that was going to be here!" Freddie stated. Carly sighed and started to rub her forehead as Sam glared back at Freddie.

"She, I'm a she, Freddie-as in 'girl.'" Sam smiled at Freddie and he rolled his eyes.

"Barely…" Sam laughed and mocked his response with a fake scared tone.

"Ooh, good one dork." Freddie grunted and stared at Sam.

"Just keep your hands off my AV equipment!" Sam laughed and thought of how great of an innuendo she could make out of that one. She shifted her eyes downward and Freddie caught where her eyes were going.

"Aw, you mean I can't play with the white balance on your camcorder?"

"Oh sure, everybody jokes about the white balance until their skin tones go magenta!" Sam nearly laughed at the statement and glanced into his eyes. She and Freddie both glanced at Carly before Sam cleared her throat and stepped toward Freddie, delivering her final comeback in the game.

"Carly will never love you." Freddie pretended to grow angry and he turned toward his equipment.

"That's it! I'm taking my stuff and going home!" Sam knew he wasn't really angry, because he never grew angry that easily. In fact, she had seen his anger one time. It wasn't directed toward her, but at Gibby several years ago, when they were in third grade and Gibby shoved her toward the ground and laughed at her because she didn't have a father. Freddie became angry with Gibby and started shouting at him for hurting Sam, his anger scared not only Gibby, but even herself. It was then that she asked him never to become angry again, and he told her he would do his best not to scare her by becoming angry. If she ever had to be hurt again by someone, there was no doubt in her mind that Freddie would stand up for her, but he would still try his best to remain calm. Sam looked at Freddie as he grabbed his stuff, she was about to say something when Carly stepped in.

"Please stay." Sam rolled her eyes and Freddie set the equipment down, wishing that Sam had been the one to ask him to stay. He wasn't really going to leave, but it would have been a nice touch. From his perspective, it looked like Sam was about to ask him to stay, anyway, but she didn't get the chance.

"Okay." Carly seemed satisfied, she thought she had an effect on him. She made a mental note of this and decided that Freddie would cave in if she gave him a sweet look and asked him in a sweet tone to do something. What she didn't know, was that only worked for Sam. Freddie groaned lightly and started working with his equipment. "Let's just get started, shall we?" Carly nodded and walked over to the stage, hoping to check on the microphone. While she was wrapped up, Sam took the opportunity to walk over to Freddie and talk to him.

"Okay, so that was a bit much, probably," Sam said in a quiet voice. "Was it just me, or did she seem impressed by something when I came in?"

"It wasn't just you. You know how I get when I talk about technical stuff, right?" Sam's face dropped and Freddie nodded his head.

"Oh no…" He sighed and flipped a switch on the camera while glancing at Carly then over to Sam.

"Yeah, she asked and I started telling her about the equipment. I think she was impressed. Personally, I'd rather impress you with my equipment." Freddie smirked and Sam gave a slight chuckle.

"How long have you been holding that one in?"

"A long time." Sam laughed and quickly covered her mouth, glancing over at Carly with wide eyes. Carly was still working with the microphone and hadn't noticed anything. "Careful there, Angel, we don't want to blow our cover."

"Angel?" Sam looked over at Freddie and smiled at the nickname that Freddie had bestowed upon her. "So, I'm your angel?" Freddie smiled as Sam started to cuddle next to him and rub her body with his.

"You're my special angel, that's what you are." Sam squealed with joy and quickly glanced over at Carly.

"You don't know how much I want to kiss you right now, but with Carly here…" Freddie smirked and stared into Sam's eyes as she looked to him.

"We can save that one for later. It looks like people are coming." Freddie pointed to the door as the talent show auditions entered. No one was watching, so Freddie quickly and gently placed his hand on Sam's abdomen and pressed her back against his chest. "I hope this makes up for just a little bit ago, Sam."

"Huh? Feeling guilty for our little game, or that you know you lost?" Sam smirked and felt Freddie breath a soft breath on her neck, causing goosebumps to form.

"I think I actually won that, to be honest." Sam couldn't stand it, his breath on her neck, his soft voice ringing in her ear, she didn't know how long this torrid moment would last.

"Oh god...What are you thinking with all these people here?" Sam could feel the heat rising in her body as she quickly glanced over at the other people, hoping they were not looking. Freddie was eyeing them as well.

"I'm thinking that since the only one we have to hide from in this room is Carly, then what does it hurt when she's not looking?"

"Maybe…" The people who were going to perform were all talking amongst themselves and not looking, fortunately Sam and Freddie were in the back a bit. Carly was still fiddling with the microphone. "Yeah, she's not looking." Sam took a deep breath and felt Freddie's breath hit her once more, but it was closer. "Freddie?" He gently kissed Sam in the lower, special portion of her neck, causing chills to run down her spine. "Oooh, that feels so good." Sam closed her eyes and felt a slight moan escape her lips. "Okay! Okay, that's enough, before people look over here." Freddie nodded and released Sam. She looked back at him with a look of longing, still she wanted more of his touch.

"Hey you guys, if you're done fighting over there, we need to get started!" Carly said as she stepped away from the microphone. Both Freddie and Sam resisted the urge to laugh. They were glad nothing had been seen. Freddie gazed into Sam's eyes with his stern and narrow eyes, he flashed her a smirk, causing her to start becoming weak in the legs.

"I guess we should go, Carly's waiting for us," Freddie stated as he picked up his equipment. "Help me move this stuff closer."

"Okay Freddie," Sam replied. She couldn't get what just happened out of her head, and she didn't want to. It was a special and impassioned moment, one that came and one of many that would come and be a memory she would cherish.

Alert: For those of you that don't know, the word "Torrid" means "parched with heat" or Impassioned. Impassioned obviously means "filled with passion." I feel I must let you know, timeflow is going to go fast in this story. Not in the sense that I'll skip many months at once, though I may have to do that later on...Yet, I'm getting them to the age I want them to be at. I also think they're sixteen in the second season, since you have to be 16 to work. I may not do anything with the second season episodes, though. I hope you liked this chapter.

I also want to let you know that Sam and Freddie NEVER do any inappropriate "bedroom acts" as they say. I won't do that, the most they do is kissing, and someone gets a hickey in a far later chapter. Yes, I already have a lot of chapters written on this.