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 47 (Cost of a Secret)
A few hours later, Sam and Freddie were in the upstairs studio while Carly was down with Spencer. They were expecting Carly to come up pretty soon, so they decided somehow, Sam should complain about Freddie getting her set up for insults. Of course, he thought she looked cute whenever she acted. "I think she's a better actress than Carly," Freddie thought as he looked over to her.
Sam could feel his eyes on her and she was sure he was smirking. She shifted her eyes rapidly toward him and back away several times, until he tapped her with his foot. She looked over at him and he tilted his head. "Do you think we should have you act like you're having extreme trouble now?" Freddie asked while holding his smirk. She shrugged and he tilted his head back, thinking of something he could use on her. "What is that stupid convention that Jeremy was talking about before?"
"The one this weekend?" Sam asked as she raised her eyebrow. "I think it was…that Galaxy Wars thing…I think that's perfect fuel material. Use it and I can try to look like you've just tried to get me to insult you, so Carly can see it…" They had discussed it once before, they hoped that if Sam appeared to be having great distress, Carly would call off her absurd bet. Sam actually felt bad about the whole thing because Carly had suggested it, and that just didn't feel good. "Oh! Maybe you can dress up like that Nug-Nug thing." Freddie choked and rolled his eyes.
"Oh, nice one Sam…Okay, I'll use it. Hopefully Carly walks in when we do this, so she'll see how unfair this is. So, Sam, I'm going to the galaxy wars convention this weekend, do you want to come with me?" He leaned forward and shifted his eyes to the door, Carly still wasn't entering. He shrugged and looked at Sam. "Shall we practice a bit? I'm dressing up as Nug-Nug…" Sam moved her I-pod to the ground and shook her head.
"I'm not going to do it, Freddie. You are not getting five bucks out of me." Freddie sighed and leaned back in the bean bag chair, placing his hands behind his head.
"When I grow up, I wonder what kind of girl will want to marry me." Sam chuckled and he pointed to the pillow, hoping Carly would walk in and see Sam acting troubled by the whole ordeal and would call it off. Sam grabbed the pillow and bit into it, acting perfectly troubled. Freddie couldn't help but think that she looked adorable while doing so. "God you are so cute…" Sam blushed lightly and Freddie gave her a smirk. Sam continued to squeeze the pillow and closed her eyes, trying to let the blush go away. "When I shower, my mom makes me sign a paper saying I shampooed twice."
"No she doesn't."
"Go with it." Sam nodded and quickly leapt to the floor, pounding and screaming into the pillow. At that moment, Carly walked into the door and stared at Sam.
"Should I call an ambulance?" Carly asked. Sam quickly turned over and looked at her friend with a pleading look.
"Make him stop setting me up to insult him!" Sam exclaimed. Carly sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Guys, not now, Spencer's really upset." Freddie raised his eyebrow and stood up to look at Carly.
"Why?" Freddie asked with concern. He didn't think Spencer should worry about Harry Joyner not liking his work. "Who cares what Harry Joyner thinks?"
"Spencer does, a lot! I've never seen him this depressed." Sam tapped her chin and walked around the room, trying to think of some way to help Carly and Spencer out.
"Spencer's sculptures are the best, though."
"I know, and we've all told him that, but he won't believe us." Just then, an idea struck Sam. They could use iCarly to get Spencer's mood up, hopefully.
"Well, maybe Spencer needs to hear it from a few more people," Sam stated while smirking. Carly and Freddie looked over at her and she crossed her arms. "If we show his sculptures on iCarly, then the viewer comments might help Spencer feel more confident about his work!"
"Yeah, that's a great idea!"
-NEW SCENE-
Freddie got into the lobby and his cell phone started ringing, he answered it and heard Sam's voice on the phone. "Hey Freddie, Emily is over at Carly's place," Sam said. Freddie raised his eyebrow and Sam continued. "I think she's offering to look after Spencer while he's on his job as a dental assistant."
"Oh right…" The other day they had given Spencer user comments on his sculpture, and Freddie even got to meet Sam's cousin, Greg. He liked Greg, the guy was pretty cool. Greg knew Sam and Freddie lived under the same roof, since he knew Emily looked after Sam, but he knew nothing of the arranged marriage. "Spencer's got that dentist job now…okay, I guess that's cool that Mom is going to be there for Carly. Are you over there?"
"No, I'm here at home. I thought I should clean my room up."
"Isn't it always clean?"
"Yes." Freddie chuckled and shook his head, Sam had to have everything neat and in perfect order. "Oh, by the way, I want you to give Carly some comfort. If you have to, give her a hug, since hugs comfort people."
"Aw…I suppose you want me to try to break the three second rule?" Freddie groaned and Sam let out a small sigh.
"Well, think of it as if you're hugging me."
"I can't do that, because you know how I hug you." Freddie looked over to see Carly entering the lobby. "Crap, she's coming…I guess I'll talk to you later. I love you-"
"Hey Freddie, who are you talking to?" Carly asked while stepping next to him.
"MOM, I love you mom, I'll talk to you later!" Sam snickered from her line and told Freddie goodbye before hanging up. Freddie sighed and placed his cell phone in his pocket. "Doesn't matter…how was your day?" Carly tilted her head as she and Freddie walked to the elevator.
"Why are you talking to your mom when she's just upstairs?"
"She wants me to call her every so often and let her know I'm okay and that I love her."
"I see." They entered the elevator and Freddie crossed his arms, not knowing what to say. They made it to Carly's floor and stepped out. "Freddie, I feel like I've ruined Spencer's life."
"That's not true," Freddie said as they turned the corner and made it to Carly's door. Freddie knew Sam was probably looking out the peephole. He swallowed and closed his eyes, it was just a hug between friends, nothing more.
"It is true, I ruined Spencer's life. If I never emailed that dumb Harry Joyner, then none of this would have ever happened." Carly sighed and Freddie could feel eyes upon him, Sam was definitely watching from the peephole. "I'm upset."
"Uh, sounds like someone needs a hug…" Freddie closed his eyes and tried to remove the thought of hugging Carly from his mind. He wrapped his arms around her and held his breath, it felt like someone was attempting to thrust a dagger into his heart. "How many seconds was it, got it's going to be forever. One…two…three…Sam, what am I going to do? When I see her next, I'm going to make sure she feels extremely perfect. I have just the thing to make her feel special and to lift his spirits."
While his mind was on Sam, he couldn't tell Carly was telling him to let go. She lifted her hand and flicked him on the back of the head, causing him to release and rub his head in pain. Currently, he felt like dying, despite the fact that it was just a hug. Carly might have thought more. He was about to turn toward his door when Carly grabbed his sleeve and started pulling him into her apartment. He groaned inwardly and saw his door open slightly, then close. He would have broken down and cried if he had to, but he wasn't much of a crier. When they entered, Carly spotted Emily. "Hi Ms. Benson…"
"Mom, what are you doing here?" Freddie asked as he pulled away from Sam and rubbed his arm. Emily raised her eyebrow and gave a slight smile. Spencer looked over and gave a smile as well.
"I'm going to work, so Ms. Benson is going to stay and look after you," Spencer said. Carly's expression turned to shock and disbelief, she really didn't like Emily.
"Here?!" Carly exclaimed.
"Well yeah, I can't leave you alone."
"Yeah you can, sure you can, why can't you? She's going to stay here!" Emily knew Carly was a bit odd with her, so she also knew she was going to have fun. She picked up a bag of chips from the store she went to just a few hours ago and smiled. Though she hated those chips, they still went with her crazy acting.
"I brought Soy Chips," Emily said while smiling. Freddie crossed his arms and chuckled, he figured that somehow, Emily had to be teaching Sam how to act. Carly shot a disgusted look to her and quickly looked to Spencer.
"Okay, it's after four, what dentist works after four?" Spencer sighed and rolled his eyes, slightly annoyed with Carly. Freddie was already pretty annoyed with her. Emily wasn't, she just figured Carly didn't really know her. If Carly knew her, and a certain unknown fact, she would like her better.
"Well this dentist works afternoons and nights for people that can't get away during the day."
"Well you need to quit being a dentist and go back to being an artist." Spencer frowned and shook his head.
"Carly, I'm a dentist now." He walked past her and Carly shot him a weird look.
"Well, I'm still way too old to have a babysitter."
"Now don't think of me as your babysitter," Emily started while giving her a small smile. "Think of me as your gal pal who hangs with you afternoons and evenings." Carly frowned and rolled her eyes slightly, quickly turning to Spencer. "Well Sam does…"
"Is this going to be a regular thing?!" She turned back and looked at Freddie, smiling. "Not that I don't love your mom, she's awesome." She then turned back to Spencer and shouted. "Is this going to be a regular thing?!"
"For now, yeah," Spencer replied. "See you later." He walked out of the door and Carly groaned.
"Hey, Mom, I'm going to go home for a bit and wash up," Freddie said while closing his hands and walking toward the door. Emily nodded and knew he wanted to talk to Sam. Carly's eyes widened and she stared at Freddie.
"You're going to leave me alone with your mom!" Carly asked in a quick voice. Freddie shrugged and left the door, he then entered his apartment and saw Sam watching television. Well, she might have been, but her eyes were closed and her chest was moving as it would if she were asleep.
"Sam." Freddie's face softened and he slowly walked over to her, he sat next to her and took her hand in his. "Hey Sam, are you asleep?" Her eyes slowly opened and a soft moan escaped her lips.
"Not anymore," Sam said quietly. She looked into Freddie's eyes and smiled. "Hi Freddie, how is Carly?"
"Please, I don't want to talk about her right now. Though, I can say she probably thinks Mom's the weirdest woman on earth.."
"Yeah, probably because she acts so nuts all the time…I love Ms. Benson, she's awesome."
"I know you do." Freddie smiled and took Sam's hand in his. He squeezed it and slowly brushed his hand up her arm, sending shivers through her body. "I love you, Sam. When I hugged her, I nearly died, it felt so wrong." Sam raised her eyebrow and gave a single chuckle, though it was more like a covered up sob.
"It was just a hug, Freddie. It wasn't anything more than that. You know it's okay." She lifted her hand to his face and smiled. "I love you, Freddie. I want to say, that maybe it is best that we do-" A rapid knocking was heard on Freddie's door, causing both Sam and Freddie to look over.
"Freddie! I'm going to come in!" Carly shouted. Sam's eyes widened and she quickly got up from the couch. She looked to Freddie and gave a slight whimper before running into the kitchen. The moment she made it out, Carly opened the door and slammed it shut, breathing heavily. "Your Mom just asked me if I shampooed twice a day and suggested some sort of weird contract!" Freddie gave an exasperated sigh and placed his elbow on the end of the couch.
"You don't say…well my mom is a bit crazy." Carly nodded and sat down on the couch.
"Yeah…I thought you were going to take a shower or something."
"I was, so do you mind leaving?"
"Am I interrupting something?" Carly frowned and appeared hurt. Freddie didn't mean to sound harsh, but he was just getting started with Sam when she walked in.
"Yeah, why make you suffer with my mom? The sooner I take a shower, the sooner I get over there. I suggest you go back over there, because she really will come here, and I don't want her coming here right now. I want you to go back and spend some time with my mother, and I will see you later."
"Wow…" Carly stood up and blinked, slightly shaken with his tone of voice. "I'm impressed, I didn't know you could actually talk to me like that. You usually always seem so love puppyish and weird." Carly smiled at him and Sam peeked her head around a wall, frowning. "I'm actually amazed…" Freddie sighed and stood up, dusting his pants off. He wasn't in the mood to act pushy, but he still wanted Carly out of the apartment, and fast.
"Just let me take my shower, I'll talk to you later." Carly nodded and glanced at him once before leaving the apartment. Freddie pressed his lips together and growled as he shook himself. Sam walked out and stood behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist. She kissed the back of his neck and buried her face into his back.
"It's okay, Freddie," Sam said in a quiet voice. Freddie smiled and turned around, kissing Sam on the forehead. "I'm not hurt, Freddie. I'm strong."
"I know you're strong, you're probably the strongest girl I know, but you can't fool me." He placed his finger under her chin and met her wide eyed gaze. "I can see right through you, Sam Puckett. If this whole thing can hurt even me, then I know it's hurting you." Sam sniffed once and tightened her embrace on him, resting her head on his chest.
"Do you really have to go back there? I don't want you to."
"You can come with me."
"I don't want to do that right now…I mean, I feel weird around Carly tonight." Freddie lifted his hand and ran it through her golden hair, softly kissing her head.
"Then I won't go back tonight, I will tell Carly that something came up and a friend needed me to do homework with him."
"Thank you." Sam smiled and gently kissed his lips.
-NEW SCENE-
Two days passed and Harry Joyner told Spencer how he really felt about the sculptures, and how he really was just jealous. This made Spencer happy and brought him back to the art world. Carly and Sam walked into the apartment and saw the two men working on a sculpture for the dental office. Spencer turned around and smiled at them.
"Hey, you guys got home fast," Spencer stated.
"Yeah, Sam's mom gave me a ride," Carly replied.
"That's nice of her."
"Nah, she just likes dumping me here," Sam said while shrugging her shoulders. Spencer nodded and moved back to the giant and multicolored mouth.
"Is Freddie with you guys?" Sam knew he'd enter after seeing her, she did tap his door with her heel, signaling that she was with Carly.
"Nope, but Carly's home so he'll probably be here in…" Freddie entered and stepped next to Sam, smirking. Carly walked over to Spencer and Freddie faced Sam.
"I would have been here sooner," Freddie started while clasping his fingers together. Carly raised her eyebrow and glanced over as Freddie looked into Sam's eyes. "But I was helping my mom knit a sweater." In reality, Emily was teaching Sam how to knit, so it wasn't a huge lie. "Any comments?" Sam sighed and swallowed lightly, putting on the act.
"Please let me insult you once for free."
"Nope, five bucks an insult." Carly rolled her eyes and Sam took a deep breath.
"Then I think it's very sweet that you're helping your mom knit." Freddie smirked and nodded his head.
"Impressive."
"You're just lucky I'm broke."
"Oh yeah, she spent her allowance on something, didn't she." Carly chuckled and started talking to Spencer, after some time, he revealed that the dentist paid him money in advance.
"Ooh, money," Sam thought as Spencer handed her forty bucks. He then proceeded to hand Freddie and Carly some money as well. She then felt Freddie start to whisper in her ear.
"You can insult me now, just get it over with. Let's get back to that acting, cause I know the longer you act nice, you might actually give in and reveal the secret…like I'm tempted to do it myself." Sam nodded in understanding and turned to face him.
"Now that I have forty bucks…" Carly raised her eyebrow and looked over with despair. Sam still didn't like Freddie, her plan was ruined. Sam started giving out insults and handing Freddie money, he thanked her with each insult. "You're a nerd, your breath smells like dead feet, no girl will ever want you…I don't like your pants. If you were a country, you'd be El Salva-dork."
"Clever!"
"Did I bring up your butt yet? It's oddly shaped." Well she hadn't seen his butt underneath any clothes, but from what she did see, he nice and firm buttocks. It definitely wasn't shaped oddly. Of course, he did bring up the fact that her butt was probably round and soft once before. "So is your head."
"Awesome." She was out of money, so Freddie walked over and started counting. He would be giving her forty bucks back later, but right now, they just decided to bathe in success. If Carly wanted to try to get Sam to not hate Freddie so she could feel better about liking him, then she'd have to try harder. If the only way to make Sam not feel weird was to make her like Freddie, then so be it, she would do whatever it took to go out with him.
I hope you liked that chapter, let me know your thoughts and I shall lay to bed and sleep. No seriously, that's what I'm doing now, see you in the morning! Stick around for the next chapter!