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 57 (Rain)

Emily tapped her fingers on her desk while glancing out her office window, she frowned and leaned back in her chair. Recently, Sam and Freddie had decided to go with Carly and figure out if the one selling pirated DVDs was the culprit, but he wasn't. She couldn't believe how dumb the two detectives were, but it wasn't her place to critique them. It was only her place to tell them how bad they did and how stupid they are and then decide whether to cut them a break or not. In effect, it actually was her job to critique them. She was waiting for Detective Stimbler to come into the room as she had already seen and talked to Detective Tagg. His report was lying on the center of her desk in a large manila folder, she was not too pleased with some of the things she read in there, not at all was she satisfied.

Her secretary came in and said that Detective Stimbler was outside, so she called him in. She turned in her chair and crossed her arms as the detective entered the room, appearing to be timid. She moved her jaw slightly and stared at him, he slowly sat down in the black leather chair in front of the desk, he watched as Emily opened up a drawer. She looked in and spotted a picture she had hid away in the drawer years ago, it was of her and a childhood friend of sorts, if you could call him a friend. She closed her eyes and quickly took a pen from the drawer.

"I really need to get rid of that picture, but I've kept it with me for some damn reason I don't understand," She thought while slowly opening the folder on her desk. Detective Stimbler pressed his fingers together Emily read over the report once more, marking some points. He wasn't sure why, but he had a bad feeling. She narrowed her eyes and glanced up. "Detective Stu Stimbler, I am not pleased by what I am reading in this report. From what this states, you have acted very unprofessionally, and even criminally!"

"Well I mean, it was only a little fun and games," Stimbler said while slowly glancing to the side. Emily raised her eyebrow and he let out a slow sigh. "Yeah, that's not a good argument, is it?" Emily slowly shook her head and closed the folder.

"You had a job to do and you did not do it. Instead, you brought a child to your work area!" Stimbler quickly opened his mouth to protest but Emily was not hearing it. "This isn't the type of job you bring your kid to, and I don't care if the child's nanny didn't want to look after him anymore."

"Yeah, but…Oh…"

"You do not bring a child to work. That's not even the worst part of it, I believe Spencer Shay has even complained of you using his credit card and taking his food without his permission. You cannot loiter as such in another person's home without their given permission. Also, what is this about you spanking Spencer?" He chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck. Emily stood up in her seat and glared angrily at Detective Stimbler. "It is not only immoral and improper; it is illegal to conduct acts in such a manner, it is assault. I suppose you want the Seattle Police Department to be sued for your misconduct, for your sexual harassment?"

"I didn't mean-" Emily narrowed her eyes and held out her hand, his jaw fell and she continued to glare into his eyes. She was already having a bad day, too many things were on her mind, and Stimbler had just been the trigger to set her off. It was bad timing on his part, as she might have overlooked his behavior and been lighter on him.

"Your badge, Stimbler…hand over your badge and your gun." Stimbler's eyes widened as he slowly stood up, bewildered by what was happening. He slowly took off his badge and removed his gun then he placed them in Emily's hand. "Now I want you to go clean out your locker, as of today you are no longer employed by this department…"

"I…I'm sorry, I have nothing else to say." He bowed his head and slowly walked out of the office, Emily was right after all, he behaved with improper conduct for a police officer. Emily sighed and slowly sat down, she needed a break. She just wanted relief from all the crap going on everywhere. She figured that once she left the building, she'd find her car with a different color on it or maybe some wonderful and beautiful words written on it to tell her how appreciated she was to the community.

"Question…why the hell do I bother, sometimes?" She sighed and slowly stood from her seat. She turned to the window and frowned as she stepped toward it. "Damn Shays, Tyrone's the problematic one here. Robert I don't have a giant problem with, he's just weak, and he always has been a weak and spineless man." Emily chuckled softly and crossed her arms over, she could definitely remember years of Robert just doing what made his father happy. "He just sucked right up to daddy." She scoffed and glared down at the street. "Damn man needs some backbone, but that will never come to pass." She sighed as she closed her eyes and remembered her past.

-NEW SCENE-

"Shouldn't you be overseas right now?" Tyrone asked as he sat down at a table. Robert tapped his fingers on the table and sighed as he glanced over towards a picture on the wall. He didn't have to be overseas, so he was coming and going as he pleased. He figured Spencer was doing a good job taking care of Carly, so he wasn't going to take her from him, despite Tyrone's wishes. "If you're going to be moving back into the country, why don't you bring Carly to move with you?"

"That's simple, father," Robert said as he narrowed his eyes slightly. "I think Spencer's doing a great job of taking care of her, there is no reason for me to take her out of his care." Tyrone's jaw fell and he quickly let out a growl, he wasn't going to stand for that. Robert crossed his arms and let out a slow sight. "I know what this is about, Dad. You want to take Carly away from her friends and raise her to hate them just as you do, but that's not fair for her. I know already that you've been feeding her lies about some matters…"

"Robert! You know I'm right, there is nothing good about those Bensons!" Robert raised his eyebrow and Tyrone merely glared at him. "Think about it, the Bensons…they're trying to take some girl and possibly move her into slavery!" He rolled his eyes as Tyrone continued his rant, he knew arranged marriage wasn't at all like that. In most arranged marriages, the couples had respect for one another, or so that was what he thought. "I don't know why you asked me to stop putting pressure on them, I mean they certainly have no right being here!"

"Damn it, shut up!" Tyrone gasped as Robert slammed his fist on the table and glared at him with narrow eyes. "Emily has every right to be here. This is a free country, I'm in the military for a reason, dad…I'm in the military because I fight so that people can live in this country, not so that my goddamn father can try to scare them out because he doesn't agree with them!" Shock grew over Tyrone's face as Robert glared into his eyes with fire burning, he didn't take to kindly to his father's choice of words, that much was obvious.

"Robert Shay, you better sit down!" Tyrone stood up and glared back at Robert with an intensity that mirrored his. "Now you listen here, there is a young woman out there somewhere who doesn't have any idea what she's getting herself involved in, so I intend to help her in any way I can. If that means getting rid of the Bensons, then so be it!" Robert narrowed his eyes and slowly clenched his fists while shaking his head with disappointment.

"Wasn't it you that told me never to judge another human being? They're all the same no matter how weird or different they may appear to be?" Tyrone raised his eyebrow and Robert merely sighed as he recalled an age old memory.

-Flashback-

Ten year old Robert Shay was walking home from school when he saw a girl his age playing with a dog, she appeared to be trying her best to teach it how to fetch a stick. She held the stick in her hand and waved it in the air at the dog while staring into its eyes.

"Now you're supposed to chase the stick!" The girl said as she beat the stick in the air. "You do it like this." She imitated throwing the stick and put it in her mouth, then she held her arms out. "See! You're supposed to catch the stick, not stare at it!" She took the stick from her mouth and coughed slightly. "I don't know why I just did that. You're a lazy dog. Oh well, go fetch the stick lazy dog." She threw the stick and the dog turned its head to gaze at it. "Oh come on! Go fetch the stick, I know you don't want me to fetch it!"

"Why are you talking to that dog as if it understands you?" Robert asked as he stared at the girl. She looked at him and raised her eyebrow. "Why did you put that stick in your mouth? Do you like…eat wood or something?" The girl's face shifted and an offended look grew on her face.

"No, I eat all my vegetables and get dessert at the end of the day!"

"Ew, vegetables are gross!"

"Eh, whatever, at least I know I'll get dessert." The girl picked up a stick and narrowed her eyes as she walked toward him. "You can just sit here and gnaw on wood!"

"What-" The girl shoved the stick into his mouth and hurried inside, he spit it out and clasped his throat. "Aw man…freak!" The girl was always doing weird stuff whenever he passed her home, it annoyed him greatly, and he always wondered why she did half the stuff she did. He tossed the stick at her house and shouted out at her. "You're a freak!" With that, he ran off to his house, not seeing the girl looking out the window.

"Yeah, well you're a jerk," the girl said in a quiet voice. She sniffed and ran toward her bedroom. Robert reached his house and looked over as his father's car drove into the driveway, he stopped and smiled as Tyrone stepped out of the car.

"Son, as I was driving…did I see you throw a stick at a young girl's window?" Tyrone asked while looking down at him. Robert shifted his eyes shamefully to the side and Tyrone slowly knelt beside him, placing his hand on his shoulder. "Why would you do that? You could make friends with the girl, who knows what could happen?"

"She's a freak, though," Robert said while crossing his arms. "She's always doing these weird things. Like once, I thought I saw her on the ground eating a flower and some grass!" Tyrone chuckled lightly and slowly shook his head.

"Robert, listen here, you know that everyone is different, do you not?" Robert shifted his foot slightly and Tyrone slowly stood up. "You like to sit around and watch insects walk across the ground, then you stomp on them. How would you feel if someone called you a freak because of that?" Robert clenched his hands and shouted in his defense.

"I'm not a freak! I mean just because other people don't do that and I'm different doesn't make me…" His eyes widened and Tyrone smiled softly as he rubbed his son's hair. He leaned against the car and watched as Robert slowly took off his backpack and handed it to him. "I'm going to go talk to the girl now…"

"Okay, now what are you going to say to her?" Tyrone raised his eyebrows and smirked as he took the backpack away.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to call you a freak…"

"And?" Robert clasped his hands behind his back and moved his leg slightly.

"Please accept my apology and maybe we can be friends." Tyrone nodded and gave his son a hug.

"Very good…just remember that everyone is different and has their own ways of living, don't be the one to judge them for their differences."

"You're right, I won't!" He quickly ran down the street and finally up the sidewalk to the girl's door. He knocked and stood there until she opened the door and glared at him, a tear was rolling down her face.

"What do you want?"

"I'm sorry that I called you a freak and judged you for being different, it was wrong of me and I was being very mean! Please forgive me and then maybe we can be friends!" The girl blinked and looked inside her house, she slowly stepped outside and closed the door, staring at Robert with wide eyes. "It's just sometimes I think its odd how you do things, like when you were eating grass that one time." She narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms.

"I wasn't eating grass, I don't do that." She looked toward the ground and a tear fell from her eye. "It's those bullies that pick on me every day. They think I'm stupid because of my parents. If I told you, you'd do the same thing!"

"No, I wouldn't."

"You would too."

"I would not. I want to be your friend!" The girl sighed and looked into his eyes as though she was searching for any sign that he was lying. "You can tell me, and I'll make those mean bullies stop!"

"Hah, what could you do? Anyway, it's just that my family has this cultural tradition and these bullies don't like it, so they are always mean to me. In fact, I should be going inside because they always come by around now."

"No, let's do something, like play!" The girl raised her eyebrow and shook her head.

"Like you'll want to play with me…"

"I will! What's your name? Mine is Robert."

"Marissa Emily Davidson, but I don't like my first name, so call me Emily."

"Okay! Come on, let's play tag…you're it!" Robert tapped her wrist and ran off.

"Hey!" She laughed and chased after him, but he was a faster runner. He quickly hid behind a tree and decided to wait for her, he would jump out and say 'boo' in order to shock her. Of course, she didn't come around. He peeked around the tree and saw her standing in the middle of three guys.

"Hey Emily, it looks like its time for our daily dose of beating up the neighborhood freak!" She whimpered slightly as one of the boys beat his fist into his palm. "Why won't your family leave? You should get out of this neighborhood and then we'll leave you alone!" The boy lifted his hand up, but something grabbed it.

"Leave her alone!" Robert exclaimed while narrowing his eyes. Emily looked up and blinked at him, she raised her eyebrow and sighed.

"You're an idiot if you think you can take them on," she said in a quiet voice. Robert grinned at her and closed his eyes, he knew that. The boy pulled his hand back and turned to Robert, his two friends stepped behind him and glared at him.

"What do you think you're doing?" The boy asked while narrowing his eyes.

"I said leave her alone, she can do whatever she wants!" Robert exclaimed while shaking his fists, he didn't care what the bully did to him, he just wanted to defend his new friend. "She doesn't have to leave the neighborhood because you don't like her, if anything, it's you that should leave for trying to pick on her!"

"Oh? Well then, if you're so intent on defending her, I guess we'll just stop picking on her." The boy crossed his arms and closed his eyes while nodding. "Yeah, we'll find some new meat…You!" Robert's eyes widened as the bullies started to surround him and beat him up. Emily gasped and quickly grabbed at the bullies.

"Hey! Leave him alone! Stop it!" One of the boys quickly pushed her to the ground, causing her to yelp as her arm hit a rock. She sucked in through her teeth and held her arm while slowly standing up. "I said ENOUGH!"

"Look kid, just shut-" Emily picked up the rock and tossed it at him, fortunately for her, there were quite a few rocks nearby. The boys stopped and lifted their arms in defense as she continued to throw rocks at him. "Okay, okay! Stop it…that hurts!" Emily narrowed her eyes and the boys quickly ran off. "Fine, we'll leave you alone! Just stop throwing rocks at us!" Robert moaned as he lay on the ground, he sighed and Emily knelt next to him and lightly touched a bruise on his arm.

"Thanks for standing up for me, even though it was stupid…not many people would have done that." Robert looked at her and closed his eyes while grinning brightly.

"What? I'm not in pain or anything! It didn't hurt at all!" Emily laughed lightly and helped him to stand up.

"Come inside, Mom can help fix you."

"Thanks…"

-End Flashback-

Emily stepped out of the police station, ready to go home for the day. She narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms over. "We became such great friends after that day…"

"When did it change?" Robert thought as Tyrone left the apartment and he sat down on his couch, running his hand through his hair. "When did we stop being friends? Why?"

Emily frowned as she walked toward her car and opened the door, she knew why she didn't like the Shays anymore, or at least Tyrone. "I thought Robert had backbone, boy was I wrong. He just sucked right up to Daddy…"

Robert stood up from the couch and walked into a nearby bedroom, he stared at a small photograph on his desk, it was of him at a very young age, Emily was with him. "Her parents chose me first."

Emily frowned as she drove down the street, watching as rain started to beat against her windshield. She sighed and turned a corner. "He lost his mother, and that's when everything changed. His father was deathly abusive to Robert...His father changed, his father changed everything and surprised us all. He suddenly became irritable and didn't approve of anything he thought was different…but it wasn't that reason that he said no to my parents, he had never met me until my parents decided on Robert. He didn't know that I belonged to his own family's list of mortal enemies…that damned hypocrite."

The coffee maker in his kitchen rang out, so Robert walked into the kitchen and grabbed a coffee mug. "Dad and Emily's parents had that major fight. Dad even took the child away from her…" He poured the liquid into his mug and frowned as he brought it to his lips.

"Robert sided with his father when Tyrone said he was to never speak to me again. He sided with his father when Tyrone said that I was nothing but crap on the face of this earth…A whore because I had a kid at fifteen…Robert never spoke a word, that's how he sided with his dad..." A single tear rolled down her hardened face as the rain continued to fall.

"I had no choice or say in the matter…" Robert stood beside a window and gazed out as heavy rain beat against it. "Dad said he would shun and disown me if I didn't do as he said. Dad was a physically violent man as well…I was afraid of the abuse. Then he took Emily's kid from her when born…"

"To this day, I still don't know the reason. He stuck up for me, he taught me to stand firm and be strong when people went against me, and then he went and shattered everything…my best friend." Through the pouring rain, she couldn't see the figure down the street facing her way, holding a large object in his hand and glaring at her car.

Robert growled as he placed his drink on the windowsill, he slowly turned around and walked toward the closed the closet and opened it to grab a jacket out. "Father wins again and I really am a weak, spineless creature. That's what my wife even called me…but we had an odd relationship, we never even loved each other, we hated each other and always seemed to be at each other's necks…No wonder she left me for another man."

The phone rang and Robert answered it, he could hear his father's voice on the phone. "Robert, there's been an accident…maybe we won't have to worry about her anymore," Tyrone said quietly.

"What? What the hell are you talking about, Dad?"

"I think Emily was driving down Birch Street and someone spliced her tires. Given the rain, she spun out of control and hit the tree, the paramedics are here…I was driving down the intersection when I saw it happen."

"What!" Robert's eyes widened and he slammed the receiver down. "Emily! Be okay…" He then rushed out of the door and toward his car. Tyrone had better not be at fault.

This is one of two chapters that everyone's been waiting for, the big ones. I hope you liked this, there were a lot of surprised here. Stick around for the next chapter, you'll love it.