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 22 (Confrontation)
Two weeks later, the group was hanging around Carly's house like usual, the prior day consisted of everyone nearly being mauled by Spencer's hammer fan. Freddie remembered the terror of that, thinking that Sam had been injured, but she hadn't been. Carly hadn't been either, but she had come close to it. Currently, Sam and Freddie were sitting on the couch with Carly and eating popcorn.
They were discussing the topics of the day, but no one really wanted to bring up what had happened a couple weeks ago. Carly heard all the yelling, but she didn't know who all was involved and she didn't really want to bother to check. She did wonder why Freddie kept appearing to be aggravated when it came to her, he had never acted like it before. He wouldn't be telling her, though. He didn't dislike her or anything, he just didn't really want to talk to her at that time. Really, the only reason he was hanging around her during the time was because Sam was.
He actually did have a good birthday celebration the day after Tyrone Shay showed up, but he had still been fuming from the prior day. He'd said if he ever saw Tyrone again, it would be far too soon. He was glad when Sam returned home that day, her presence had immediately calmed him down. She told him about the whole encounter with Mr. Shay and Grandpa Shay, she said she hadn't ever been so nervous in a long time. Robert actually seemed nicer, but she still wasn't all that sure what to make of him.
As they sat on the couch and watched the television, the doorbell rang. Spencer went to check on it and Sam continued eating. "If that's Freddie's mom, don't answer the door." They still wanted everyone to think Emily was crazy, so they would still joke about his mom on occasions and she would often come in and screech about tick lotion, dangers, and various other things. Only Freddie and Sam knew that she didn't have actual tick lotion, and Freddie definitely had leg hair.
"Hey!" Freddie said in protest. "My mom happens to be…" He stopped a moment and shuddered. "Yeah, don't open the door."
"Dork." Sam chuckled and looked at the door as Spencer opened it. When he opened it, their worst nightmare stepped in.
"Granddad!" Spencer said while shaking Tyrone's hand and grinning. Carly looked up and smiled, but both Sam and Freddie paled considerably. That man had an eagle eye, so now they had to act like they hated each other more than life itself if they wanted to pull off the whole not dating thing. The problem was, they couldn't do that, so it was going to have to be their usual bickering sessions.
"Grandpa!" Carly exclaimed as she hurried over and hugged Tyrone. Sam and Freddie quickly and stealthily scooted a bit further from each other, hoping to curb any suspicion that might come their way.
"Carly!" Tyrone said while grinning. "How's my little gumdrop?" The loving couple both groaned inwardly at the statement, they couldn't even begin to fathom Tyrone trying to be nice.
"I'm awesome, did you see my webshow last night?" They hoped not, or else there was going to be trouble. Of course, they suspected it would give Tyrone perfect reason to tear Carly away from them.
"I did, and you were adorable."
"So what are you doing in Seattle?" Yes, Sam and Freddie really were eager to know, they hoped he wouldn't chew the Benson family out again.
"Yeah, why didn't you tell us you were coming?" Spencer asked while giving off a slight smile.
"What, I couldn't come surprise my two favorite grandkids?" Tyrone asked as he gave them both a hug. Freddie rolled his eyes and Sam looked over at him, she could hear a small groan coming from his throat.
"He's up to something," Freddie whispered. "My mom says that he never comes to Seattle unless he wants something. He may be acting nice and all, but he's probably going to show his true colors."
"Yeah, I don't know if I like him all that much," Sam replied as she took a bite of her popcorn.
"Quick, say something about your nonexistent grandfather." Sam chuckled lightly and nodded her head.
"How come my grandpa only sleeps and burps?"
"Because he's related to you." Sam blinked and the others in the room looked over at them. Sam took a piece of popcorn and stuck it up Freddie's nose. He sighed and slowly shook his head.
"Oh, hey, you've met Freddie, right?" Carly asked as she walked toward the couch. Tyrone looked at Freddie and his face hardened slightly, but then he quickly turned to a polite demeanor.
"Yes, he lives right across the hall I believe," Tyrone responded. Freddie smirked and waved at Tyrone, but all he got in return was an icy glare. Carly did not see the exchange, but Sam did.
"Oh, and you've met Sam!" Tyrone laughed lightly and frowned.
"Oh yeah, she borrowed ten dollars from me then ate my sandwich!" Freddie glanced to the side and Sam gave a subtle smirk, looking and feeling rather proud of herself.
"Nice to see you again," Sam responded. Tyrone shrugged and looked over at Carly.
"By the way Carly, I've got a gift for you." Tyrone pulled out a gift card for the smoothie shop, and eventually persuaded her to take her friends out. Freddie could tell something was up, but he didn't know just what that was, so he decided to stay behind. He told the girls to go on without him, but Sam didn't appear to want that. After some persuasion on his part, Freddie convinced her to go.
"All right old man, let's see what you're up to," Freddie said as he stepped next to Carly's door. He opened it a tiny bit and peeked through, he could see Tyrone and Spencer circling around the couch. "What is this, Tyrone's yelling at Spencer for being incompetent? Well, Spencer is a little odd, but I think he's doing a good job taking care of Carly. This gramps is a bit more of a tyrant than I thought…" Freddie listened as Tyrone said he felt Carly should live with him. "Is that fan of hammers his real reason for wanting to take Carly away, or is there something lying underneath that? I wonder…" There really was no way to act around this man, he was but a true tyrant. If you want to get around him, you better try something different. "I think I'll have a little talk with him later. He's definitely someone that should never find out about my relationship for Sam. I bet he doesn't even realize that we're in love with each other. Of course not, the selfish bastard pretty much believes being forced together means you'll hate each other."
Freddie scoffed and saw Tyrone walking toward the door, he quickly pressed his back against the wall next to him so Tyrone didn't see him when he opened the door. He heard Tyrone say that he would be at the Parker-Nichols Hotel and then he left. Freddie narrowed his eyes and stepped away from the wall. "So, you're staying there are you? It looks like I have my next stop." Freddie placed his hands in his pocket and walked down the hall, he was pondering if he should call up Sam and tell her that he'd be stopping by the hotel. "Yeah, I probably should tell her."
Freddie pulled out his cell phone and dialed Sam's number, he waited as it rang and started to tap his foot, soon Sam answered. "What do you need, dork?" Sam asked. Her tone stated clearly that she was with Carly. "If you're wanting to talk to Carly, I think you have her number!" Freddie closed his eyes and chuckled lightly, now wasn't really the time for the whole banter thing, so he chose to get right down to business. He could hear Sam walking, so he decided to wait until she stopped walking. "Okay, I'm in the bathroom, what do you need?"
"Tyrone wants to take Carly away and I'm bent on finding out why." Sam gasped and started to fidget, she didn't want to lose her best friend.
"Why would he do that? Carly's my best friend, I don't want to lose her."
"True, but if you think about it, I won't have to pretend to like her anymore."
"Freddie!" Freddie snickered and Sam rolled her eyes.
"I'm joking, but it still would be nice not to have to pretend to like her when I don't like her. Actually, at this current moment, I'm still odd around her. I don't know, maybe it's just me, but I grow tired of her crush. Though I do think of her as a best friend!"
"I realize that…so maybe you can stop pretending…but the second you do-"
"Let's not worry about that right now, Angel." Freddie smiled and Sam gave a pleased sigh, she loved how he called her his angel. "Anyway, Tyrone apparently thinks Spencer isn't a responsible adult…but something tells me there's more reason behind his wanting to take her away. He probably wants to get her away from living across the hall from me, or to teach her to hate my family. If only we could buy our own home, then he'd be satisfied."
"I don't know. So where are you now?"
"Actually, I'm heading toward the Parker-Nichols hotel." Freddie had been walking toward lobby and made it down there, so he was pretty close to leaving. Freddie looked over to see Lewbert smiling at him. Lewbert waved and Freddie raised his eyebrows before continuing on his walk. He exited the doors and glanced down the street. "Once I find him, I'll start asking him as many questions as I can think of, in order to get him to talk." He heard Sam make a giggling sound and stopped walking. "What?"
"You sound like a private investigator. I think it's pretty nice."
"Oh yeah, that reminds me of a new idea for a role play!"
"Yes! I would love to do another role play. Would it be just us or with Jonah and Valerie? It's been a while since we did one with them."
"I suppose we could always do one with them, Angel." Sam blushed at the mention of her nickname. Freddie loved it when he got that reaction from her. Even if he couldn't see her, he still loved to say things he knew made her blush.
"You know I'm not an angel, Freddie."
"Oh yes you are, you're my beloved angel." Freddie heard someone step behind him and he quickly turned around, his eyes widened when he saw Tyrone glaring at him. "Uh, I'll have to call you back, Angel. Something just came up."
"What? Freddie, hold on." Freddie hung up the phone and glared at Tyrone.
"So, we meet again, Benson," Tyrone said as he crossed his arms. "I see that girl is 'Angel.' I'll keep that in mind as I search for any girl named Angel that you know, and I'll save her from your filthy hold."
"Oh give me a break, Shay! Why don't you tell me the real reason you want to take Carly away, I'm sure it's not because of Spencer's irresponsibility. If he was as irresponsible as you say, you would have taken Carly away long ago." Tyrone sneered and circled Freddie, Freddie did not budge from his spot.
"I'm taking her away from your kind. She needs to learn the dangers of being around believers of forced marriage, and she needs to be trained not to accept it. Since she has this filthy crush on you, I need to cleanse her."
"If it's any consolation, she knows nothing about me or Angel."
"Hah, I don't know about that. For all I know, Angel could be a codename…and what if it's Carly? After all, you do tell Carly that you love her, and it's all the time! You told me three weeks ago that the person your mom picked was someone you loved, and therefore, I'm taking Carly away."
"Give it a rest. I don't love Carly, I already told you that! I love someone else, but you'll never figure it out."
"Oh, don't think I won't. I have an eye like a hawk, and I have people all around. The gangs of Seattle, I control them, so be careful with who you're messing around with."
"You think I'm afraid of you? I wouldn't be afraid of you, you can do nothing at all." Tyrone laughed and stepped close to Freddie's back. Freddie kept his eyes narrow and glared out the corner of his eyes. Tyrone's voice lowered to a slight whisper as he spoke his next words. "Believe me, your kind shouldn't be roaming around here."
"Since when did you develop such a hatred for my family's culture?"
"You know nothing."
"I shouldn't care, but I can't have you harassing my mom or my girlfriend."
"I would rescue your girlfriend, since she was probably forced to be with you. Hell, for all I know, you've probably taken her away from her family!" Freddie held his calm demeanor, he could not lose his control. He could not allow Tyrone to win. "I can find out anything I want about you Bensons. Believe me when I say this, if you feel uneasy about my granddaughter, there is a reason why."
"Oh, and why is that?" Tyrone narrowed his eyes and growled slightly.
"Ever since your mother's great grandfather, Dan moved to America, her family line has always been put under pressure. Do you know why? Because nobody likes them, nobody likes your way of life."
"I'm guessing you're about to say that the Shays have always been behind my ancestor's enemies?"
"Well, I never said that. All I know is that your family has had a lot of problem with gangs. Anyway, Carly's too precious to put near you, so I'm removing her and training her to dislike you instead of having that silly crush. If Spencer was a responsible adult, I might somehow be persuaded to let her stay with him, but I would humbly request that you get that bitch of a mother of yours to move." Freddie slowly closed his fists, he had just about all he could take of this old man.
"You know, they say old men have hard heads, I'm guessing that's the truth."
"You bet. I'll be at the Parker-Nichols, but you already knew about this! By the way, don't let the dogs get you." Freddie raised his eyebrow and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck. He grunted and blacked out, falling to the ground.
I notice less people are reviewing this, I certainly hope people haven't been losing interest! Well, nonetheless, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Stick around for the next