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 59 (The Private School)

Sam entered the apartment and found Emily reading a book while lying on the couch, she smiled and walked over to her. "Hey Mom, what are you reading?" Emily looked up from the book and over at Sam with a small smile.

"Actually, it's an old diary of mine," Emily replied as she sat straight on the couch. Sam smiled and sat next to her.

"Cool, do you still write in it?" Emily chuckled and shook her head.

"No, this was back in my teenage years." She closed the book and set it on the coffee table. "I'm just revisiting the days of my youth, so to speak." Sam smiled and leaned back in the chair, she was pretty interested in when Emily was her age. She thought Emily might have had a good life back then.

"So, your parents paired you with someone when you were thirteen, right?" Emily looked over at Sam and then back ahead of her. There was so much to remember, but nothing she'd feel comfortable with saying. Such as, when she was fourteen, she and Robert got too passionate and heated. She wound up having Spencer, then Tyrone ripped Spencer away practically in the delivery room. It took a long time for her to want another child.

"Yeah, but…" She shifted her eyes toward the ground and Sam looked over at her with concern. "The parents of the man they chose were not willing so we spent about a year trying to search for another person who would be my husband. It was…it was hard." Sam tilted her head and Emily closed her eyes, trying to not let her tear fall. "I stressed to make sure you and Freddie were right for each other and that when you fell in love, I was sure nothing at all could ever tear you apart…I believe I got it right."

"Were you in love?" Emily slowly nodded her head and Sam let out a soft gasp. "Then the man that you were first matched up with, I'm sure he-"

"Felt nothing, or so I thought. His parents didn't like me at all, so they managed to take him away from me by convincing him about how bad I was for him." Sam frowned and looked toward the papers in her hands, she had recently taken Carly's mail for her. She felt like crying for Emily, it would be horrible to love someone so much only to lose them in such a devastating way.

"I'm really sorry that it happened like that…" Emily shrugged and gave Sam a hug.

"Hey, don't worry about me, I'm fine now. What you need to worry about is being happy with Freddie and let nobody tell you who to love." Sam nodded and slowly stood up, she looked at Emily one last time and smiled.

"I have to get Carly's mail to her, so I'll see you later!"

"Okay, have fun." Sam nodded and hurried out of the apartment. She knocked on the door and waited until Carly answered it. Sam smiled at her and walked into the room.

"Hey I got the mail for you!"

"How did you get into the mailbox?" Carly asked while raising her eyebrow. Spencer stopped what he was doing and glanced over.

"Yeah, you need a key," Spencer said in a quick voice. Sam shook her head and chuckled.

"No you don't," she replied. She saw the golf person that Spencer made and blinked before looking back to Carly, smiling at her friend. "Hey lets go rehearse one more time before the show tonight."

"Freddie isn't here yet," Carly stated while giving a shrug.

"Okay, give me your phone." Carly handed Sam her phone and watched as she sat down. Sam was going to be devious and text Freddie while ending it with a symbol of some sort that she always used so that he knew it was really her. She texted "I love you" and then hit the send button. She looked up from the phone and over at Spencer's work. "So what's all that stuff?" She noticed that the wooden man had a hole in the crotch; apparently that was where the ball would be hitting through.

"Golf balls!" Spencer proclaimed. Carly was about to say something when Freddie burst through the door, putting on his usual act.

"Carly! Is this for real, you mean it?" Carly raised her eyebrow and looked over at Sam.

"What did you text him?" Carly asked in a slightly reprimanding tone.

"I love you," Sam responded. Freddie looked at Sam and raised his eyebrow, wondering if he should say anything. Instead, he put on the best dejected look that he could think of. Sam stood up and looked at him while shrugging. "Oh get over it, you were unloved before and you're unloved now, nothing's changed." She met his eyes and he met hers, it was almost as if they were proclaiming their love for each other through eye contact in as many ways as possible. Freddie made a quick downward motion with his eyes and smirked, flirting with Sam through his eyes. She caught it and shifted her eyebrows up and down suggestively. Fortunately for them, Carly hadn't caught on to any of it. Spencer walked by with a paper in his hand, he looked excited about something, so Freddie and Sam stopped their eye flirting and looked over at him as he grinned at his sister.

"Is this a full scholarship to Briarwood Prep?" Spencer asked while raising an eyebrow. Carly chuckled and took the paper from him.

"Briarwood…that's the school for the snotty rich kids…" Freddie asked as he crossed his arms and raised his eyebrow.

"The school for the rich and snotty?" Sam asked. Carly nodded and Freddie tilted his head slightly.

"So they offered you a full scholarship?"

"Well sort of," Carly answered. "That's just if the headmaster likes me, but I don't think I'm going to go anyway.

"Good, because you better not leave Ridgeway…" He said that because he knew Sam would be sad to lose Carly, and if she wasn't happy, he wasn't happy. Carly chuckled and looked over at Spencer while he was kneeling down with his putting stick for the mini golf course.

"Did I not just say I didn't want to go to Briarwood?"

"Not sure, I'm too focused on doing this." Spencer slowly stood up and walked toward the golf course, the others watched as he placed the ball on the mat and prepared to hit the ball. He aimed and hit the ball into the target, through the wooden man's crotch. Sound effects played and Freddie winced, feeling sorry for the wooden figure.

"Remind me to remember this method," Sam whispered as she stood next to Freddie. He gulped and decided to whisper back.

"If and only if I piss you off enough, but wouldn't you rather make up than to hit a golf ball into my crotch?"

"Given your form of making up, yes definitely…"

"I would totally kiss you right now if it wasn't for Carly and Spencer."

"I don't doubt that." Freddie narrowed his eyes and smirked as he glanced to the side. He watched as Carly walked into the bathroom. He glanced over at Spencer and tilted his head.

"Hey Spencer, I think my mom was telling me earlier that she had a question for you." Spencer looked up and his eyes widened, he wondered what question that would have been. He hoped it wasn't another thing about the Shays. "You may want to go see her." He nodded and quickly rushed out of the apartment. Sam raised her eyebrow and watched as Freddie turned toward her. "Carly's in the bathroom, Spencer's not here, and I see you standing right there looking like you really want a kiss."

"Oh, so that's what you were doing." Sam laughed and quickly gasped as she felt Freddie wrap his arms around her waist and start kissing her neck. She tilted her head back and moaned as she brought her hands to her back and dug her nails into his shirt. "Freddie, we're in Carly's apartment!" He lifted his lips up slightly and breathed a slow pant.

"I know, that's what makes it so damn thrilling. Also, that didn't stop us before."

"True…" Freddie moved his lips to hers and pressed her body close to his. He started pushing her back until they made it to the elevator, he pressed the up button and continued to kiss her until the door opened.

"Into the elevator we go, my love." Sam gasped as he picked her off the ground and into the elevator, the door closed and he pressed her against the side of the elevator, kissing her with mad passion. She moaned and buried her face into his shoulder as he continued to kiss her skin. He moved his arms tighter around her body and pressed his body against hers. He then pulled back and looked at her as she lifted her gaze up to meet his. "I love you, Sam. More than anything in this world, I love you."

"I love you too." Sam inhaled and slowly exhaled, catching her breath. She was sure Carly would be looking for them if they didn't leave at that time. "Maybe we should get out of the elevator…" Freddie shrugged and pressed the button for the floor above them. He gently kissed Sam's neck once more and started trailing his lips up toward her ear. She tilted her head back and groaned as he traced his lips across her jaw line and then down the front of her neck. "Freddie!"

"Yes, Sam? Is there anything you need?" Sam sighed and chills ran down her spine as he moved his hands up her body. The elevator made its usual ringing sound, so he stopped and stepped back, smiling as Sam panted heavily. She moved her hand to her chest and slowed her breathing, hoping to catch her breath. "We better get into the studio, we don't want to worry Carly." Sam nodded and smiled as she watched Freddie exit toward his laptop. She followed and hurried to a beanbag chair. The two looked over at the door as Carly entered, she raised her eyebrow and stepped forward.

"You guys were up here already?" Carly asked in a quiet voice. "I was looking for you downstairs and you guys weren't there…"

"Yeah, we've been up here, Carly. I came up here hoping for silence, but unfortunately that came up here." Sam's eyes had been slightly glazed over, but upon acknowledgement, she quickly frowned and glanced over.

"She, I'm a girl Freddie," Sam stated while rolling her eyes. She ran her hand through her hair and sighed. "Of course, you probably wouldn't know a girl if she came up and slapped you in the face."

"I'm not going to respond to that. If I do, I'm sure you'd do exactly that."

"Oh?" Sam smirked and stood up, nearly falling over when she did. "Damn, I'm still a bit off from what just happened." Freddie smirked while looking at the laptop, he loved the effect he had on her. Sam walked over to Freddie and lifted her hand, she sent it toward him but he quickly lifted his hand up and deflected the blow. "Oh come on, Dork…that just wasn't a fair shot…"

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't let you slap the face that is meant for Carly to kiss." Carly rolled her eyes and Sam blinked in response.

"Good one." Sam walked back to her bean bag chair and Freddie moved over to another part of the room. Carly started typing onto the laptop and visiting random places. She clicked on the Briarwood site and squealed, causing her friends to look at her with raised eyebrows. She started talking about Briarwood and Freddie walked over to her.

"I thought you said you weren't going to go there."

"I'm just looking," Carly replied.

"Yeah, well iCarly starts in…" Freddie checked the time and sighed. "Fifteen seconds, off the laptop…" Carly nodded and hurried next to Sam as Freddie started up the webshow.

Hope you liked that chapter. It's sort of a rest from the last few chapters, it seems. You know the drill. By the way, 100 written chapters so far! I've decided to stop following the series at chapter 98, from there the story will continue at its own pace. Either way, we got a lot of time before then. Haha. I'm betting for at least 105-110 chapters in total. This will probably be the longest iCarly story ever!