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 65 (Anger)

Freddie stared into Robert's eyes from across the table. He spoke not a word, for what could one say to a person that they honestly were not sure they could trust? Robert was having nearly the same dilemma, but it wasn't a matter of trust, rather a matter of nervousness, which kept him from speaking to Freddie right away. He still couldn't tell anyone that Spencer was the son of Emily without risking Tyrone's wrath upon her, and Tyrone would go after her.

The thought that his own grandfather was responsible for Emily's torment made his fists clench with anger. He needed to make things right with her, but he didn't know how. How could he do it, how could he work things out with the woman he truly loved? How could he show her that he really could be trusted? How could he prove to her that he wasn't going to do the wrong things, that he wanted, needed to make things right? Maybe if she saw that he cared about Freddie and her family, then she would trust him again. He did care about them, he cared about them all. He wanted desperately to find a way to stop what Tyrone was doing.

What would Freddie say if Robert told him that he loved Emily? Would he laugh? Would he scoff? What if he told him that Spencer was his half brother, what would Freddie's reaction be? It was a risk that would have to be taken some day, but not when Tyrone was possibly breathing down everyone's neck. In fact, whatever he said could easily be found out by his father, who knew where the bastard was or what asshole was spying for him? Robert knew he wasn't the bad guy, and he wanted to show that to Freddie, to show to them all that he was the good guy.

Freddie continued to stare back at Robert, he didn't really want to talk to another Shay after his discussion with Carly. He liked Carly well enough, but he couldn't stand the Shay family for being so controlled. They were too easily stuck beneath the thumb of a bastardized tyrant. In fact, the old bastard's name seemed to fit him well. He was a tyrant and his name was Tyrone. Freddie leaned back in his seat and narrowed his eyes. "So, Mr. Shay, what is it that you would want to talk about?"

"Well…" It was almost a dangerous look in Freddie's eyes, one that anyone could see was a look of no-nonsense. Freddie was not going to tolerate certain responses from Robert. He closed his eyes and slowly exhaled. "I know you don't trust me, but I'm here to say that I can be trusted. However, I know that it won't be right away for you. Trust is something that must be given time, and I'm wanting to show you that you can trust me…"

"…" Freddie raised a suspicious eyebrow and shifted his eyes to the side. How could he trust Robert? However, he hadn't had any major conflicts with him. Perhaps it would be best to ask questions and see if Robert was really not under the control of his father. "And whatever I tell you, you won't honestly tell Tyrone?" Robert's face hardened at the mention of Tyrone, Freddie easily caught it.

"Why would I tell him anything? That bastard father of mine ruins the lives of other people. I could personally care less what he thinks of anything." He didn't hate Tyrone; he just wanted Tyrone out of his life. He wanted Tyrone to leave Emily alone. "I don't like what he's doing to Emily, to you…Personally, if I had my way, I would be the one to take his crap and nobody else would have to." He wasn't lying, Freddie could tell. It would appear that Robert honestly wasn't under Tyrone's control. Yet Tyrone's stronghold was still powerful. "Tyrone can't make me talk at all."

"Oh? Hmm…" What could Freddie tell him? Carly hadn't proved she could be trusted, especially not since she just said she was going to ask Tyrone about what he said. This also meant Tyrone was probably going to attack him even more so. "I suppose that means you won't ask me who my bride is..." Robert smirked and crossed his arms, he had no reason to ask. After all, he already knew pretty much who it was. He knew Emily well enough to figure out who Freddie's bride would be. Emily was always strong with how she researched other people; it was how she got so high up in the police force.

"I already know who she is anyway." Freddie raised his eyebrow and his jaw fell slightly, he hadn't expected that response to come from Robert's mouth. Robert closed his eyes and waved his hand through the air. "It's not obvious in the slightest bit; at least it isn't obvious if the person chooses not to look hard enough. Tyrone will never do to you what he did….to others. He won't find out who your bride is, therefore he won't take her from you."

"What has he done to others?"

"The same thing he's trying to do to you…" Robert frowned and glanced to the side, he wasn't sure if he could tell Freddie just yet about his past with Emily. "He's hurting you, he's hurting Emily…He's lied to everyone and even Spencer doesn't know some truths that he deserves to know…" Freddie watched as Robert spoke, he could see the reaction he was having to what he said. It was clear to him that there was some deeper meaning to what Robert was saying. After all, the man appeared angry when speaking about Tyrone hurting Emily, and that anger seemed to be deep to Freddie. Not only that, but what did Spencer have to do with it?

"Spencer is being lied to? About what?" Robert frowned, he wasn't sure if he should say or not. He feared what Tyrone would do to Emily if anyone found out about Spencer's relationship to her. If Robert told Freddie, would it have the same affect as Freddie telling someone else about Sam? If Tyrone was spying, then bad things could take effect. "What has Tyrone ever done to you, other than fathering you?" Robert scoffed and glanced to the side. It was a loose term to place on Tyrone, to call him his father.

"Please, if that man can be credited for anything, it's putting his tool inside my mother." Freddie raised his eyebrows and leaned back. That was a pretty harsh statement to say for Tyrone, considering him as nothing more than a man that was only there to impregnate Robert's mom. "He was a tyrant when I was a kid and he's a tyrant now. He was abusive and threatening back then, and that's what ruined my life…and the life of the woman I loved."

"What are you talking about, Mr. Shay?" He at least had some respect for Robert, so he wasn't going to use his first name. He didn't respect Tyrone enough to give him that name title.

"When I was young, there was this woman I loved, so much that I was willing to participate in something I had no clue about. It was something that scared me, from what my father told me about…Yet this girl always told me how it really was. When her father pointed to me and said I would be the one for her, we were happy. Our love was so strong it seemed…but then, my father tore us apart. He used his threat of constant abuse, the threat of even death, and forced me to defy the one I loved and not speak out when he was lashing out against her. I will never forget her face…" Robert closed his eyes and it seemed he started to shake. Freddie felt for him, since he was almost in a similar boat as Robert was.

"I see…"

"No, you can't see it. We loved each other so much and I didn't have the guts to defy my father!" Freddie frowned as Robert hit the table once with his fist. "Now this woman, she hates me, I'm sure. At least it seems like that sometimes…I still love her, I would even give my own life for her."

"You'd defy Tyrone now, wouldn't you?"

"Of course, I'm not afraid of that old man anymore. There's nothing he could do to me…at least nothing that would affect me anymore…He's done it all. He's hurt the one I love even more than you know, he's forced me to marry some calculating bitch who didn't even want anything to do with me, my son or even her own daughter." Freddie caught the structure of the last sentence, it seemed as though Robert was saying that Spencer had a different mother, and if that was the case…

"Are you saying that Spencer had a different mother than Carly?"

"I can't reveal anything about that, otherwise Tyrone would do harm to Spencer and…others." Freddie furrowed his brow and folded his arms over, he had a pretty good idea about what Robert was saying, he just wasn't sure what to make of it. He wondered if it was not in fact Emily that Robert loved, and if that were the case, Spencer would be his own brother. Freddie remained silent and stared at Robert for a moment. He checked his watch and glanced up, it was about time for Jonah to pick him up and drive him over to Valerie's house. Sam, Valerie, Jonah and Freddie were going to work on a homework project together, so they chose to work on it over at Valerie's place, mainly because she made the best brownies ever.

"Mr. Shay, I don't know what to say…I can see that you're definitely not under Tyrone's control, since you seem so against him. He's your own father, it has to be hard to be against the guy, but I can tell you don't like him much. As for myself, I have to get going; I'm working on a project with a few friends of mine."

"Yeah, and I'll pay for your smoothie by the way."

"Thanks." Freddie got up and walked outside, he saw Jonah's car and grinned, he knew Sam was inside the vehicle. Jonah had two cars he drove, one was his own and the other was his father's. His dad's car was the one he drove usually, but his car was the one that had dark windows on the outside. Whenever he drove it, that meant he would be transporting Sam and Freddie, and they had the freedom to do whatever they wanted, without fear of being seen by anyone outside.

"Hey Freddie, are you coming or not?" Jonah called through his open window. "I got a little something for you in the back seat. A gift if you will!" He smirked and Freddie returned the smirk, that meant Sam was in the back. He saw a hand hit Jonah on the back of the head, so he laughed and hurried to the car. He opened the door and saw Sam smiling sweetly at him, she actually had a bow and ribbons in her hair. "See? A gift!" Jonah laughed and Freddie rolled his eyes, smiling at the comment.

"Hey Freddie, how was your time with Carly?" Sam asked as he got into the car.

"Oh it was interesting…I ended up talking to Mr. Shay after she left, though." Sam blinked and tilted her head, she didn't see that coming. Freddie closed the door and Jonah drove out of the parking lot. Freddie placed his hand on Sam's waist and smiled. "I missed you, Sam."

"Aw, you could be without me for a little while, dork. So, did anything happen with Carly?"

"No, we actually had a good, civilized talk about stuff. She didn't exactly try to ask me out or anything." Sam smiled lightly and closed her eyes, she was glad for that. Maybe Carly was finally coming around. "Carly and I talked about a lot of stuff, then Mr. Shay and I talked about quite a bit of stuff…but, I can tell you all that later."

"Oh? Do you have something else in mind right now?"

"Yes." Freddie kissed Sam's lips and brought her against the seat part of the chair. Jonah glanced in the rearview mirror and raised his eyebrow, it seemed Freddie just couldn't wait to give Sam her kiss. Sam placed her arms around Freddie's back and moaned as the kiss deepened. Jonah could see their hips rubbing against each other and their hands moving around on each other's body. He knew that if they weren't careful, they could break their barriers, and as tempting as it was to do that, it shouldn't happen. This was where the buddy system would come into play.

"Hey! Not in the back of my car!" Jonah called out. "I just got this thing cleaned, I don't want to clean the seats again!" Sam and Freddie quickly opened their eyes and sat up, realizing what they had been doing. Their faces began to glow red and Jonah slowly shook his head. "You guys worry me sometimes. You need to be more careful, we don't need any complex stuff going on right now. We're all a bit too young for that kind of behavior, wouldn't you agree?" Freddie and Sam both nodded their heads and looked toward their laps.

"Yeah, thanks for stepping in," Sam said with a quiet voice.

"Yeah, what would we do without you?" Freddie asked, trying to joke. Jonah chuckled and slowly shook his head.

"I don't know, I do not know…" He drove into Valerie's driveway and parked. Valerie was waiting for them outside. She had a bright smile on her face and was waiting for them to exit the car. As Jonah exited, she ran up to him and threw her arms around his neck.

"It's good to see you, Jonah!" Valerie said as she gave him a light kiss on the lips.

"It's good to see you too." Jonah glanced over as Sam and Freddie slowly exited the vehicle. He smirked and looked back to Valerie. "Sam and Freddie were real excited to see each other." The couple stared at Jonah with wide eyes, their faces growing redder. Valerie, realizing what Jonah was saying, laughed and started walking toward the house.

"Come on inside guys, let's get to work on our homework. I've got a plate of brownies and cookies I made, they're fresh out of the oven." The others all grinned and they raced toward the house, eager to partake of Valerie's cooking, which they could smell all the way through the open window. The scent was just too tempting and overpowering for them.

Well I hope you enjoyed that chapter. You know, STRUGGLE hasn't been updated in a while, but I'm having a lot of trouble with it right now...but don't worry, I'll get it up and running. Thanks for not rushing me on my stories. As of late, all I've felt like working on was this one...not sure why, but it seems this story takes away from my stress mostly and is the one I enjoy the most. OH and I'm writing a sitcom like story called THE BENSONS, expect that up soon. It will be on KING NATE, my other account. But judging on what happens with my grandfather, that will determine if King Nate becomes my main account, or this stays my main account...that's another reason INFERNO is staying as oneshots, so it's easy transition...Just think of all the confusion if I started updating GREATEST SECRET on my King Nate account! I mean WOW.