Freddie's POV

I watched the blonde next to me as the moon glistened on her face. I was in the middle of nowhere and I had no idea what to do. My fate lies in the hands of the irresponsible girl I called a friend.

She was on the grass rummaging through the contents of the backpack she had brought with her as I watched her crouching with my arms crossed over my knees.

The wind blew her hair as she threw food after food over her shoulder as she tried to reach the bottom of the bag. Finally, her face lit up as she had found what she was looking for and pulled out a large, red blanket. "Found it," she breathed a sigh of relief as she began to spread it across the ground.

"What's that for?" I asked curiously, clueless as I was.

She looked at me wide eyed and scoffed, "Well where do you think I'm going to sleep?"

A pang of terror hit me. "What? We don't get beds?"

She twisted up her face and added, bewildered, "Uh, no. Did you think we were taking a trip to perfect paradise, Fredwina?"

I stood up and shook my hands violently. "Where am I supposed to sleep then? You know if Carly was here, I bet she wou—"

I was interrupted by blindness when an old blanket hit me in the face. I let it fall into my hands and then looked at the thrower as she said, "Relax. I brought an extra, I always come prepared. I wonder if your precious Carly would have remembered that."

I didn't say anything but inspected the blanket instead. It was much older than the one Sam was using and had several holes and ketchup stains in it. But still, a blanket was a blanket. I looked back up at Sam, her blue eyes still gazing at me. "I bet she would have," I finished.

Sam half smiled and tilted her head. She turned back to her backpack as I whispered, "Thanks." She didn't seem to hear me and instead pulled some neatly wrapped packages of chocolate chip cookies. She went gingerly over to her blanket, opened the cookies, and began eating them. "Food!" I shouted in delight. I had just remembered how hungry I was.

I went to grab an identical package to the one Sam was eating as she shot me an evil look. But it seemed she settled an inner battle with herself and relaxed her glare as I sat down on the blanket beside her. Before I knew it we were both on our backs looking up at the stars, still eating cookies.

"You know, you owe me for this Benson." She began. Without looking at her I asked, "For what?"

"Everything," she replied simply. "I am going to supply you food and shelter for a while and teach you how to survive out here."

"hmmmm."

"So in return, you need to do something for me," she said looking over at me for the first time with a grin slowly conquering her mouth.

My eyes widened and I nervously asked her, "What?"

"You have your liscence right?"

The daredevil part of me deep inside me seemed to know where this was going. "Yessss," I replied slowly gauging her reaction. She broke into a wide grin. Before she could get too happy I quickly added, "But I don't have a car."

"That's ok." Sam simply replied. Thinking I had won I began to relax a bit more. "You can still steal one." I jumped a little. "Sam! I'm not stealing a car!" She made a pouty face. "Come on, Benson. Do you want to survive out here or not?"

"I want to refrain myself from not breaking any laws."

She opened her eyes a little wildly. "Well then you should just give up on that goal right now."

"No."

"Fine. Go home then and watch Carly be attached to Griffin's hip all day." She said somewhat bitterly. Whatever she was trying to accomplish worked. We sat in silence for a few minutes until I asked, "Why do you want a car anyway for?"

"I want to get away from here, just, you know maybe visit someone or something." She replied with a distant look in her eyes. "Like who?" I ask her. She merely shrugged her shoulders and then let out a slight laugh, "I don't even know."

It was strange seeing her like that. She almost looked vulnerable, like she really had nowhere else to go. I watched for a minute as she gracefully put a cookie into her mouth until she realized I was watching her and turn to look at me with a questioning look. Without hesitating I just sighed and said, "All right, I'll think about maybe borrowing one."

She melted with joy and smiled. "Thank you, you know you're not that bad Freddork."

"Thanks, I guess," I slyly grinned to her.

"Did you bring money?" She asked me.

I checked in my pocket. There I found my wallet with 203 dollars inside of it. "Yeah, two hundred and three." This seemed to please her. "Great. You can have the honor of buying us breakfast tomorrow." I winced. "Why me?"

"Because," she turned to me as if she was stating the obvious "you might as well appreciate real food while you can. This isn't a vacation we're going on."

I sighed again and rolled my eyes. "Oh all right."

We both lied down and looked up at the stars. They were really beautiful; you never got to appreciate them outside of this little meadow. Sam broke the silence this time by saying, "So how bad do you think your mother is freaking out right now?"

"Oh my gosh!" I had completely forgotten about my mother. Knowing her, she probably has every police officer in the Seattle area looking for me by now, and it had only been about two hours. I told Sam this and she completely agreed. "Yeah, you never told her you were leaving?"

"Are you kidding me?" I let out a half annoyed half amused laugh thinking about it. "If I had suggested it, she would have locked me in my room for a month."

Sam cocked an eyebrow as she said, "Good point."

"What about your mom?" I asked her. She turned away from me and sprawled across the blanket, so I couldn't see her face. "Eh, I don't know. She probably won't care much." I sensed something was wrong, but I wouldn't push her any farther. "Oh, all right."

For the rest of the night we talked and laughed about stupid things. I expected be up worrying all night about what the heck I was trying to pull here. But I didn't think about it much. Somewhere along the way the laughter started to fade and I yawned. The last thing I heard before sleep took me in was, "Past your bed time, Benson?"

Sam's POV

The faint rays of light burning through my eyelids caused me to regain consciousness. It took me but a second to remember what had happened last night. I turned to look at the dark haired boy next to me, who was still fast asleep.

It was hard to believe he was really here with me, and more or less under my command. He didn't realize how happy I was to have him here with me. He made me feel that I wasn't alone, even for a moment. Taking one last glance at his sleeping form, I gently whacked him on the head.

As he immediately shot up, he screamed and shouted "Sam!" I shrugged at him. I waited a few seconds as he remembered why he was sleeping next to me in the middle of a meadow. After enough time, I said, "You're taking me out to breakfast, remember?"

He solemnly nodded and said "Yeah."

"Well, ok then. Let's go." I got up and dusted myself off. "Well, give me a few minutes to get ready, ok?" I nodded towards him and replied with, "Sure, sure." I looked through my bag and grabbed a fresh pair of clothes. I looked at Freddie and saw he was looking at me and thinking. He said, "I need some clothes." It was as if he were asking me for some.

"Oh," I said with a fake big smile, "let me just pull that out of my bag of wonders here then." He looked satisfied until he saw a white bra flying towards his face. He looked at it with wide eyes and then threw it back to me. "Well, what did you expect?" I asked him a little more lovingly.

"I didn't know you were coming." As I thought about it some more I added half to myself as I looked off to the side. "Actually, you're the last person I had expected to be travelling with." His face dropped some. "Yeah, I know." I heard him mutter.

"Just wear those clothes. Your mother isn't here." I added, strangely trying to help.

"Yeah, okay I will." He stood up.

"Hey can you pick up that stuff for me? I'm going to go get changed." I asked him. I wandered off into the woods. I looked back once and he was doing as I asked of him. I grinned and began changing behind some trees into some jeans and a red tank top.

When I was done I went to pick up my clothes from the ground. Under my clothes there was a tiny heart shaped locket. Curious, I picked it up and opened it. Inside there was only two letters: S & F. I laughed at the irony.

That was of course, Freddie and mine's initials. But in a heart shaped locket? It might as well be C & F for as much as I'll ever get through to him. It's not like I loved him anyway, but still he was…special to me. I put the locket in my pocket for safekeeping anyway and went back to Freddie.

He had everything packed up and was carrying my backpack slung over one shoulder as he watched the birds flying away. He noticed me as I was two feet in front of him. "You ready?" He asked me. "Yeah. Let's go to this breakfast café I know."

"Okay," He said as he started walking. "You lead the way." I did as he said. The breakfast café was only about a minute away from us. We barely said a word on the way until we were walking into the small, pale building.

There was a quiet chiming as the door shut behind us and I motioned for Freddie to follow me to a small table in the corner. Immediately, one of the only servers in the café came over and set down our menus. "Thank you." Freddie said to the man.

Everyone else in the Café's eyes were trained on the single television in the place, turned onto the local morning news.

He opened it and looked it over. I let it sit there. He had a troubling look on his face. "I can't decide."

I slouched back and put my hands behind my head. "It's not that hard of a decision."

He cocked an eyebrow and asked, "What are you getting?"

I took a deep breath and said, "Three plates of bacon, two pancakes, a pound of French toast, a milkshake, four sausages, and a waffle." Freddie stared at me open mouthed. He managed to close it and say, "No."

"Why not?" I asked in frustration as I threw up my hands. "I'm not made of money, Sam." It made me mad and I don't know why I said it but I did. "I bet you would buy Carly all of that." Freddie just sighed and said my name like he always does when I do something crazy. "Sam, it's not like that. It's just too expensive. I wouldn't get it for her."

Some part of me believed him. I didn't have much time to think when the waiter came over. "What can I get you two kids this morning?" Freddie and I looked at each other and he spoke first. "We'll each have a plate of pancakes. Thanks." Freddie told him.

I shot him a glare and he added, "And give her an extra plate or two of bacon, she likes them medium well and a vanilla milkshake." The waiter nodded and smiled as he took away the menus.

I gave him a knowing smile. "Mama can't go without her bacon." He smiled back and chuckled just like he did when he was thinking we should kiss.

"Where are we going after this?" He asked me. I whisked my tongue around in my mouth.

"I don't know. To go steal a car?"

Freddie bit his lip and said, "I was thinking we could go borrow my mother's car."

I was utterly shocked. Mama's little boy going to "borrow" her car. I didn't think he had it in him. "Really?" I asked.

He didn't have time to answer. The newscaster on the television was speaking. "This just in. Two teenagers have gone missing from the popular web show 'Icarly'." Freddie and I's mouth dropped open at the same time. We didn't speak but continued to watch the screen.

It was showing a picture of our faces as the newscaster said. "Their names are Samantha Puckett and Fredward Benson. If anyone catches these runaways and turns them in they will get a reward. We go to Fredward's mother live now."

The entire café was silent except for the frantic screaming of Freddork's crazy mother as every pair of eyes in the worn down building was staring at the two of us.

A/N: I'm sorry this took sooooo long lol. School started and I was busy with work and I had tons of homework, but I'm excited that I can get this up here. I hope you enjoyed it and it was worth the wait. Please review!