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 54 (Trust and Honesty)

Freddie sat up in his bed with the television on and laptop in his lap, he was typing his homework up. His mind wasn't on his homework, though, his mind was racing with the thoughts of what happened earlier that morning. Rodney had been taken to the principal and been given suspension for what he had done, it was a fine punishment, he thought.

Someone knocked on his door and he glanced up. "Come in!" The door opened and Sam stepped inside, he smiled at her and raised his eyebrow. "Hey Sam, don't you have homework to do?" Sam closed her eyes and smiled as she shut the door. Freddie carefully moved his laptop onto the table next to his bed as Sam crawled next to him and placed a gentle hand onto his chest. He tenderly moved his arm around her back and rested his hand on her shoulder while she placed her head on his chest. "So, to what do I owe this wonderful visit?"

"I just wanted to lay with you," Sam said while rubbing her head on his shirt and glancing at the television. She inhaled and slowly breathed out. Freddie looked at her and watched as she eyed the screen, he gently brushed the back of her hair, thinking about how beautiful she looked. Of course, it also seemed like she had something on her mind. He moved his hand to her arm and slowly rubbed it, causing her to smile and rub the top of her head into his neck. "I love you."

"I love you too, Sam." He gently kissed the top of her head and watched as she looked back to the television and frowned slightly, trying not to let Freddie know she had something on her mind. Despite how had she could try, she knew he could see right through her. He looked over to the window and watched as a bird perched on the windowsill; it sat there for a few minutes and then flew off. Sam saw the bird as well, she thought it was a wonderful sight. He moved his gaze back to her and smiled lightly. "Is there something on your mind that is troubling you, Sam?"

"Well…" She shifted her gaze toward the side and then back to Freddie, smiling softly at him. "Freddie, I know you're the one that scared Rodney. I'm not sure how or what you did, but I get the feeling you were involved in one way or another." Freddie chuckled lightly and exhaled slowly, she could see right through him as well sometimes. He gently squeezed her arm and looked into her eyes with an honest expression. He slowly nodded his head and Sam gave a small sigh.

"I did." He pursed his lips together and Sam raised her eyebrows while giving a soft look. "I told Jonah that Rodney said some harsh things to you. I didn't tell him what those things were, but I told him that I thought he should go and scare Rodney a bit. He did a lot more than I thought he would do, though. I was going to tell you…" Sam smiled and looked at him only with a look of pure love. She didn't care that he had Jonah frighten Rodney, she was just happy that he was honest with her.

"While I did say for you not to do anything, it is comforting to know that you wanted to defend me like that. I am okay, you know." Sam closed her eyes and Freddie merely smiled at her, she seemed so innocent. He was thrilled to have her love and to know she was with him. "Just do me a favor, Freddie. The next time a guy says or does something to me, please tell me if you're going to do something about it. I don't want you or even your friends to get in trouble over me. What if Jonah got into trouble, what if something went wrong? I wouldn't want it to be over me."

"I know, I just couldn't stand it that Rodney would dare talk to you like that. I promise, though, I will tell you the next time I get angry with someone." Sam smiled and softly kissed his cheek, thankful that she could actually talk to him about these things. She loved how honest he was with her and how she could always trust him, no matter what. "It's just like I couldn't stand it when you and Carly were fighting." Sam hummed softly and rubbed her head against his chest as she got comfortable.

"I know, I hated it too. It scares me sometimes, because I think that one day I may end up getting mad and telling her that she can't have you, then a huge fight will take place." Freddie slowly shook his head and ran his fingers down the back of her hair. "I am curious though, how come you kept yanking my ponytail and didn't ever pull on Carly's?" Sam looked at Freddie curiously and he gently kissed her forehead.

"It's simple, love. When you love someone, you need to teach them some things, and those things can be taught through love and discipline. I felt that you needed to have patience, if you interrupt someone and get mad all the time, then you don't grow and matters do not become any better. I didn't care if Carly got that lesson or not, I only cared for you at that time."

"I see, well thanks, I guess I did learn a little patience. However…" Sam raised her eyebrow and smirked as she looked into Freddie's eyes. He raised his eyebrow as she placed a finger on his nose. "I believe it is you who became impatient and had Jonah scare Rodney."

"Oh?" Freddie laughed and ran his hand through her hair once more. "Well, I have to defend my angel, my princess." Sam giggled and a blush crept onto her face. He placed his finger under her chin and tilted her head up slightly. "The most beautiful goddess in the world is you." He gently leaned forward and tenderly kissed her lips. It seemed that her lips were always warm and soft, she always thought the same of his. He leaned back and Sam gently rested her head back on his chest. He definitely was gaining muscle from going to the gym.

"You're my prince, and that sounded so corny." Freddie laughed lightly and Sam smiled as she felt his chest rise. Sam closed her eyes and exhaled slowly while Freddie gazed lovingly at her. Emily walked in and saw the two in their position, she smiled and crossed her arms. It was an enjoyment to her to see Sam and Freddie grow deeper in love with each other. Freddie was rubbing Sam's back and staring out the window, he turned his head and saw Emily watching him.

"You two seem so comfortable there, I just hate to bother you," Emily said in a soft and quiet voice. Sam gave a soft sigh as she opened her eyes and looked over at Emily, smiling at her. "Well, supper is ready if you two are hungry enough to come eat. Or I could just bring you your plates." Sam's shoulders rose as she smiled at Emily, Freddie chuckled and kissed the top of Sam's head. Emily smiled and turned around. "I guess I'll see you guys at the table in a few minutes." Sam and Freddie nodded as she left the room.

"I guess we should get to the table, dork." Sam smiled and gently kissed Freddie's lips. Freddie smiled and slowly got off of the bed, he walked around to Sam's side and held out his hand. She placed her hand in his and he pulled her off of the bed, letting her fall into his chest. She gasped and looked into his eyes, she took a slow breath and shifted her eyes toward his lips. "Nice how you planned that." Freddie smirked and looked into her eyes, then her lips, he wrapped his arms around her waist and tilted his head.

"Nice how you look like you want another kiss…" Sam chuckled and Freddie kissed her once more before leading her out of the room and into the kitchen.

-NEW SCENE-

A week later, Sam and Freddie were sitting in the living room of their apartment before heading to school. They were wearing the new shoes from Daka, which of course sucked. They bought a few gifts for each other using the money they received, but were starting to wonder if the shoes where really worth it. Sam let out a pained moan and Freddie looked over at her. "Take off the shoes, Sam," he said in a quiet voice.

"Yeah…" Sam took off her shoes and Freddie gently placed her feet on top of his legs and started to massage them. She let out a gentle sigh as he skillfully cared for her pained foot. "You have the most amazing and gentle hands I've ever felt." Freddie smiled at her and bent over, lightly kissing the top of her toe. "If Carly knocks on the door again, don't answer." Freddie chuckled lightly and nodded his head. The prior day, when everyone went shopping, Sam and Freddie had been talking and Carly knocked on his door and asked him to come over.

"Today is only for you my Queen. Today, yesterday, tomorrow, and every day after that is reserved for you." Sam blushed as Freddie leaned over and kissed her forehead. "Do your feet feel any better?" She nodded in reply and Freddie gave a gentle smile. Her feet did feel a little better, so she was thanking Freddie's miraculous touch. "I think we should head to school pretty soon." Just then, a knock was heard on the front door. Freddie raised his eyebrow and glanced over. "Who is it?"

"It's Carly, do you want to walk to school with me?" Freddie slowly shook his head and looked at the blonde angel near him. "Freddie?" He gazed into her eyes and decided not to tear his gaze away.

"Not this time, Carly. I have something important to take care of."

"Okay." Sam smiled softly as she wrapped her arms around Freddie's neck. He placed his hand on her lower back and pulled her into a hug. She nuzzled his neck and felt him pick her up bridal style, she yelped and laughed for a second as Freddie kissed her.

"Hey, I need to get the shoes on so we can leave," Sam said in a quick voice. Freddie knelt down slightly and Sam laughed as she reached and grabbed her shoes, placing them on her abdomen. "Okay, I'm ready! Carry me away, my sweet prince." Freddie nodded and walked toward his door, Sam laughed as she grabbed the doorknob and opened it. "Freddie, you're not carrying me all the way to school, are you?"

"Hmm, that's tempting." She giggled and looked into Freddie's eyes as he carried her out the door. Emily stepped out of the kitchen with a coffee mug in her hand, she smiled and took a sip of her drink.

"Those two are so much in love, Sarah was right to think they would make a good match," Emily said while walking to her couch. She sighed deeply and took a seat, thinking of her old friend. "It's been years, Sarah, I have tried my best to take care of Sam. Have I done a good job?" A knock was heard on the door and Emily looked over. "Who could that be? Come in!" The door opened and Spencer walked into the apartment, he closed the door and Emily gave a slight frown. "Spencer, what brings you here?"

"I wanted to talk about something, actually, Ms. Benson," Spencer responded. He sighed and crossed his arms over. "I just wanted to say that I actually feel guilty…I know that my grandfather has been giving your family a lot of grief." Emily kept her eyebrow arched as she took another sip of her coffee. "Carly's been easily influenced by grandpa…and Dad comes over to the country very rarely, more so than Colonel Morgan. But I think that's all going to change, I think he's going to move back..." Emily stopped and her eyes widened briefly, they then dulled and she sipped some more coffee. "I think if he were here, maybe Carly wouldn't be so influenced. I'm kind of worried about Freddie's well being, in a way…"

"You shouldn't be, Freddie is a strong boy, well…young man." Spencer raised his eyebrow as Emily stood up and walked over to a portrait in order to adjust it. "If anything, I would be more worried about the bride's well being, not his. She is the one most hurt by Carly and Tyrone. I don't know what your father has done, possibly nothing. Either way, I can't say I approve of your grandfather's intolerance." Spencer crossed his arms and frowned, this was the first he heard of Freddie's bride already being chosen.

"Ms. Benson, who is Freddie's chosen bride? I haven't heard of him having one, plus he always tells Carly he likes her."

"I know." Emily closed her eyes and sipped her coffee as she turned around. "It is that crush she has on him, and the fact that she would be intolerant of my culture and assumes he will change from it that makes him feign his feelings for her. He does it because it will push her away. He has also been searching through a bunch of guys for one that Carly will like." Spencer tapped his finger on his arm and hummed slightly.

"So he doesn't really like her like that…"

"Why would he? His bride has already been picked. I cannot tell you who she is because I am...confident that you will tell Tyrone." The thought hurt her for some reason, she just couldn't bear to lose any more of her family thanks to Tyrone.

"I wouldn't. Carly might, since Grandpa can easily get whatever he wants out of her, but I wouldn't tell him."

"I am not sure I can trust you. Once you give a reason to be trusted, then I might consider it." With Tyrone controlling his family so much, it was hard for her to trust any of them, it seemed. Spencer shrugged and sighed while slowly shaking his head, he didn't really have much choice.

"Well what can I do to show you that the Shays can be trusted?" Emily laughed and walked toward Spencer. She narrowed her eyes and stared into his matching eyes.

"Your sister doesn't show signs of being able to be trusted. She tells Tyrone everything. So far, I have you trying to ask me who Freddie's bride is…that's the same thing Tyrone's been trying to find out for months now. As far as I know, you, your sister, and that pathetic coward of a man that you call your father are just stuck under that old timer's thumb. Unless your father could possibly show me that you Shays could be trusted, then there's no way in hell I'm going to start trusting you."

"Look, I just want to end this whole feud. I mean, I've studied Arranged Marriage, and I realize it isn't all bad. I don't know if the bride's family had to pay money or anything but-"

"No." Emily's lips pursed together to form a flat line, she hated when people just assumed that. Sarah would never sell her own daughter. "Freddie and his bride met before the choosing, they dated before the choosing, they started to fall in love. I researched the bride and her family for months, years before choosing to accept her as Freddie's bride. So if you'll kindly back off that would be greatly appreciated. There is no way I would put Freddie or his bride with someone they would hate. No way in hell."

"I understand, and I apologize. Listen, whatever it takes to prove that I could be trustworthy…I mean, I'm fighting a war with my grandpa over Carly, anyway."

"Who can trust someone who never finishes what they start, anyway?" Spencer's jaw fell and Emily set her cup on a nearby table. "You did quit law school early, didn't you?" Spencer frowned and glanced shamefully toward the ground. "Someone who says he's going to do one thing and then quits to do another…it's shameful, really." Spencer slowly closed his hands and sighed.

"If you must know, I wasn't planning on telling Carly until it happened, but…I've been going to law school for two years now. I will graduate next spring." Emily raised her eyebrow and gave a tiny smile before rubbing her chin.

"So, you're considering that again? Well then…if you do manage to graduate and you're telling the truth, then maybe I'll be tempted to believe you. Yet, I...still don't think you're trustworthy. You, nor that father of yours are trustworthy in my book…not as long as you're stuck under the thumb of that Tyrant."

"I'm not! I'm telling you that we can be trusted. Carly may need to be away from her grandpa for a bit so she's not brainwashed by him, but I know that not even Dad is stuck under Grandpa's word. Maybe I can arrange a meeting for you and Dad…I mean he comes here on a rare basis, like I said."

"Yeah, a Shay is going to come here for me...What makes you think I want to talk to you Shays anyway? The only reason I tolerate you is because my son happens to be friends with Carly." That could have been her biggest lie, but she wasn't about to tell the truth, and why would she? After all, the truth could hurt some people, couldn't it?

"Oh give it a rest!" Emily took a step back and Spencer narrowed his eyes. "You think I can't see it in his eyes when he's around my sister? Freddie seems more annoyed with Carly than he does friendly with her. Sure he may be friends with her, but I can guarantee you that he wouldn't be unless..." Spencer closed his eyes and shook his head, taking a small breath to calm himself down. "What's the other reason you tolerate us so much, hmm? There must be some reason…up until Sam brought Freddie over, you never even talked to u…" Spencer blinked and Emily raised her eyebrow, she was wondering what he was thinking. "It isn't Sam, is it?"

"No, Freddie doesn't like Sam. There's no reason to put them together since they don't like each other at all, Spencer. Now go back to your apartment and leave me alone, I have no need to discuss this anymore with you."

"So, it isn't S-"

"Go!" Emily pointed to the door and Spencer jumped back slightly. He shrugged and walked out the door, not sure if it was true that Sam was probably not Freddie's bride.

I hope you liked this chapter, there's a nice little twist coming up.