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 37 (He's Back)

A couple more weeks had passed by, and March was officially over. April had begun and Sam had already played several pranks on Freddie, yet he continued to get her back with pranks of his own. They were pretty equal in that department at least. Jonah and Valerie had even tried to prank them, they came close to success, but didn't make it.

On the particular day, they were pretty pleased, since they had attempted to break the world record for the longest webcast. They didn't make it because Spencer had made a sculpture that took all the energy off and cut the webshow off early. Even still, they made it into the book of world records since Spencer made the sculpture with the most items, that's why they were pleased. They almost didn't get to be in the picture because they didn't help to complete it. He did find a loophole in the statement and suggested that they help put a final added piece on, and so they did.

It was a pleasant moment for everyone when they were able to do that. The only problem with the whole thing was during the webcast, Tyrone paid a visit. Not only did he pay a visit, he decided that he was going to stay for a while. That put a halt on anything that Sam and Freddie would have wanted to do. Whatever they did, the old man could probably figure out they were dating. Of course, they were surprised that he had not told Carly that Freddie's culture involved arranged marriage. It was something that would probably be horrible if she figured it out.

Sam actually would have wanted the fat priest to sit on top of the old man, but that would have been wrong. Even as wrong as it would have been, it would have also been oh so sweet. The sad thing, when the fat priest fell through the floor, he landed only ten feet away from Tyrone. They were still angry with him, because they knew that no matter what, he was going to be against them. At least they had one safe-haven, they started going to an archery class with Jonah and Valerie. It was on this day that they actually had the class. They could do just about anything with the archery excuse, Tyrone wouldn't suspect a thing.

"Hurry up, dork!" Sam shouted from the door. "We need to get moving!" Freddie was trying to get the archery gloves from the drawer and was having a little problem. He finally managed to get the drawer open and he quickly pulled the gloves out. He hurried toward where Sam and Emily were standing and tossed the gloves to Sam. They were to keep the string from rubbing and burning Sam's finger when she released the bowstring.

"There, now you won't get your delicate fingers all scratched up," Freddie said with a smirk on his face. Sam rolled her eyes and smirked as Emily started to turn the knob. She opened the door and found Tyrone standing in the doorway, smirking. Sam and Freddie both stood frozen in place as they stared at him, wondering what he was possibly thinking. Tyrone folded his arms over his chest and made a slight humming sound. Emily narrowed her eyes and growled, she was ready to attack and defend if she had to.

"I thought Miss Puckett and Mr. Benson didn't like each other," Tyrone said while staring into Emily's eyes. "Surely Samantha isn't his bride, and if she is…well I'm going to have to-"

"She is not," Emily said while glaring angrily at him. "She is merely here because I must drive her to the class she goes to with her friend Valerie. Now, Freddie's friend Jonah got him to go along as well, so I must drive them both." Emily stood erect and placed her hand on Tyrone's chest, pushing him slightly. "Move it, you high and mighty arrogant bastard, I have to get these two to class, we can't be late."

"You know, I'm going to find out who Freddie's arranged wife is eventually, and when I do, I'm going to get her away from you and ship your family back to the country you came from." Emily huffed and slowly clenched her fists. Freddie and Sam made absolute sure to stand apart from each other, the further the better while Tyrone was around. "So, how come you do not pick up this Valerie and Jonah?"

"They have parents of their own to take them. Sam's mother does not drive her very many places and chooses to let me drive her. Not only that, Sam is always at your granddaughter's home, so it's easier for me to drive her than for her to go all the way back to her house and her mom take her. Now please remove your haughty and old ass from my line of vision and let us go before we're late." Tyrone's face started to grow red as he took a deep breath and watched Emily walk past him. Sam followed Emily's pose by closing her eyes, standing erect and huffing while passing Tyrone. She wanted to push him, but chose not to. Freddie merely walked past the guy.

"Don't think this is over!" Tyrone shouted as he shook his fist in the air. "I'll find her! When I do, I'll educate her on your woman slave driving ways and make her learn to despise your culture the way it should be! You think you can just come into a free country like this and choose who people can marry? I know all about arranged marriage, and I know that your culture thinks women are nothing but property! I bet Freddie's got several other girls on the side!" Emily stopped walking and drew in a slow breath.

"In case you didn't notice, Tyrone. I AM A WOMAN!"

"Yeah, one who probably has a man controlling you and telling you to follow your culture…We don't need your kind in America! We don't need you, and we certainly don't need your son turning our women into whores!" Sam flinched at the statement while Emily continued walking and trying to ignore him. Freddie, on the other hand, stopped walking and clenched his fists as he turned around and glared at the old man.

"Shut your goddamn mouth, old man!" Freddie shouted. He took a step forward, his face growing red with anger. Sam didn't turn to look at him, for fear that Tyrone would see the fear and worry in her eyes and realize she was the one. If he saw that, he would take her away. "How dare you talk about my girlfriend like that! You don't know a thing. We love each other well enough and we don't need help from the likes of you!" Freddie took another step forward and his eyes narrowed, the vein in his neck started to show. "You can get your goddamn, old, grey ass out of my sight, or I'm going to punch you in the face, got it!"

"I'm just saying."

"No! You will not talk about the woman I love in such a manner, I won't allow it! If you should continue to do so, I will not refrain from causing you bodily harm."

"Come on and try, boy," Tyrone challenged while baring his teeth. "You're talking to someone who has been in various boxing matches throughout my life. I don't think you could lay a finger on me."

"Freddie!" Emily exclaimed as she turned around. Freddie stopped and glanced over at her. "Stop yelling this instant! Let's go, we're going to be late for the class." Freddie sighed and nodded as he stepped next to Sam. He glanced over and frowned when he saw the hardened look on her face. It probably scared her to see him angry, so he was going to have to try not to become angry. He didn't want to scare her. The group then continued walking, leaving Tyrone behind. Emily sighed and looked to Freddie and spoke in a low voice. "I understand how frustrated you are with him, but you just have to learn to ignore him. Do you want to cause Sam to become afraid?" Freddie frowned and looked to Sam with concern.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my cool back there." They left the building and Sam slowly wrapped her arms around his arm. "What are you doing? What if Tyrone followed us out and is looking?"

"I don't care," Sam replied in a soft voice. "I just know that if I'm with you, you're calm. So, I want to hold on to you…"

"I'm sorry if I scared you back there." Sam slowly shook her head and rested it on the side of Freddie's arm.

"You didn't…I'm just glad that you would defend me. I do want you not to get angry like that whenever someone puts me down, though. Can you promise me that?"

"Yes, Sam. I promise you I won't get mad when someone insults you. I might get a little upset, but I'll handle it maturely." Sam smiled and kissed his cheek as they neared the car. Emily smiled and looked over at the building, she saw Tyrone exiting the doors.

"Sam, let go of him," Emily said in a quiet voice. "Tyrone's leaving the building, we don't want him to see you." Sam nodded and released Freddie's arm. She then moved toward the other side of Emily just as Tyrone looked over. He scoffed and continued walking to his car as everyone got into Emily's car. "Let's see what that bastard does, if I'm correct, he may wind up following us." Sam and Freddie groaned as they sat in the backseat, Emily shrugged and started the car. "Oh well, on to the class." She started driving and Sam slowly put her hand on top of Freddie's, it wasn't like Tyrone could see it.

"You know, I think Mr. Shay is nicer than Tyrone is," Sam said in a quiet voice. Emily glanced in the rearview mirror and frowned, it looked like Tyrone was turning behind her.

"Yeah, Robert is nicer than his father is." She wouldn't admit that she thought Robert was kind of handsome, that would be like saying the enemy is your greatest friend in the world. "He's usually stationed overseas, but on occasion, he'll be permitted to come over here, though it is pretty rare to get. As you mentioned, he was here around the last time we saw Tyrone. I would have rather see Robert over Tyrone any day."

"Yeah, is he more tolerant?"

"Slightly, but he does still have some of that ignorant bias that has been passed down from his father. He probably just needs to be educated on the culture, then he'd be more understanding of it." Sam nodded and Freddie merely shrugged. "By the way, we're being followed." Freddie raised his eyebrow and glanced back to see Tyrone behind them, he groaned and hit the back of his head on the seat.

"What does he want!" Freddie exclaimed as he stared at the ceiling. "Do you think you can shake him?"

"I'm trying." Emily turned the corner and then turned another corner, but Tyrone stayed close behind. "Damn bastard." She figured he might stay with them until they got to the archery class, this fact annoyed her. She decided to stay on route and not try to shake him, since he probably wouldn't let lose on the chase. Eventually she made it to the archery building, Jonah and Valerie were waiting at the curb as she parked her car. "You kids go on inside, I'll pick you up when class is over."

"Okay."

"You know, I hope something makes him change his thoughts," Sam said as she glanced back at Tyrone's car. The guy was now attempting to hide near a building. "I really don't want to get taken away. I thought we were free here, and now we can't act like boyfriend girlfriend."

"True, it might be a bad idea to do that when Tyrone is spying on you," Emily replied. "You can bet Tyrone will probably get Carly even more against arranged marriage as well, so just stay alert." Sam and Freddie nodded as they exited the car. They walked over to their friends and smiled.

"Hey guys, we're being spied on, so no talk of us dating or anything." Jonah and Valerie blinked in confusion. "Tyrone is watching us." Sam frowned and glanced to the side. "I really don't want to be taken away from Freddie, so we have to remain alert."

"We totally understand," Valerie responded while giving a brief nod. "We'll be sure to keep silent." Freddie crossed his arms and glanced over at Tyrone's car, the old man was still sitting in his car. He smirked and tilted his head slightly.

"We could get him arrested under charges of stalking."

"Let's not," Sam remarked. "We don't want to give him another reason to hate us." Freddie shrugged and gestured for the group to go inside the building. Sam moved to the side of Valerie as Freddie moved to the side of Jonah, they would have to remain so until they were sure Tyrone wasn't looking or their parents came to pick them up. Without a doubt, every one of them was thinking about how much they really did not like Tyrone. "Let's just try to have some fun."

Yep, the infamous Tyrone has returned. Of course, he'll always be oh so troublesome. Hope you noticed a foreshadowing statement in there, but I won't say what it was. Heh, hope you enjoyed this chapter. OH and this is important! EVERYONE READ THIS: I have another account now in which I will be posting oneshots on until the stories here are done then that account will be the main one. If you're interested in knowing, then please PLEASE send me a PM and I'll tell you.