A/N: So this is set somewhat in the future. Sam, Carly and Freddie are now 17. I'm gonna make Spencer somewhere between 24 to 26. This is only going to be a few chapters long. Like 3 to 5 only. I don't have a lot time to make it really long but I have the whole idea already worked out. Let me know what you think of everything. Thanks.

Freddie turned off the camera as another episode of iCarly finished up. Sam turned to Carly. "I'm gonna go some thing to drink, want anything?" She asked. Carly shook her head.

"I want-" Freddie began.

"I guess you should walk and get it your self." Sam said interrupting him. Freddie glared at her. Sam didn't care. She walked down and entered the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and bent over looking at the different juices. She picked one out and then stood up turning around. Spencer was standing watching her. Sam felt her heartbeat speed up. "Hey Spence." She said.

"Uh...hey Sam." Spencer said. "How is the show going?" He asked shoving his hands into his pockets.

"It was good." Sam said nodding. "I was just getting some juice." She said.

"Oh yeah, right." Spencer said. He reached into the cabinet and handed her a cup. Sam's fingers brushed against it. Spencer felt his face become flushed. "Well I'm gonna go back to work now." He said quickly and turned leaving.

Sam watched him walk out. Once she was sure he was gone she let out a long breath. Sam couldn't remember exactly when she started looking at Spencer differently. She just noticed one day he was her best friend's dorky older brother and the next...he was this perfect guy she wanted nothing more than to embrace and kiss passionately. She stayed around the loft more and more to just be around him. Sam thinking that way made herself feel sick. She poured her juice and then headed back up.

Spencer walked back into his room. He shut the door and leaned against it. He felt his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't believe the feelings that arouse in his stomach when Sam was around. He felt horrible even thinking of her in any other way than a little sister. Carly was his sister. Sam and Carly were best friends. But over the last year Sam had blossomed into a beautiful young woman.

Her body had grown in all the right places and Spencer couldn't help but notice. Sam had been hanging around the loft more than before making it hard for Spencer to avoid her. He thought if he avoided her everything would be okay but he couldn't. He shook these thoughts from his mind and concentrated on his new sculpture.

Sam walked back into the studio. "Took you long enough." Freddie said annoyed that Sam hadn't gotten him anything.

"Hey Freddie, just shut up." Sam said bumping into him making him almost fall. "Anyway," Sam said dropping back onto the floor next to Carly. "So what are we gonna do for next week?" Sam asked taking a long drink from her glass.

"Actually I can't do iCarly next week." Freddie said shrugging. "My mom is making me go on some kind of mother-son retreat thing...so I'm not going to be here." He explained.

"And you waited until now to mention this?" Sam asked angry. She knew this meant she didn't have a good excuse to be around the loft so often. Carly was too busy with finishing college applications for Sam to just show up.

"Its fine, I have a busy week anyway." Carly said shrugging. "Besides its not like we've never missed an episode. We'll just post a bulletin about it. Our viewers will understand."

"Understand that Freddie's mom is completely crazy and obessed with keeping him from growing up?" Sam asked a smirk forming on her face.

"Hey thats...well true...but thats still mean." Freddie said crossing his arms.

"Whatever, I'm gonna leave then." Sam said standing. "Bye." She grabbed her hoodie and headed out the loft.

Carly looked up from the paper she was writing. Spencer was starring at her. "Whats wrong?" She asked unsure.

"I haven't seen Sam or Freddie for the last week...whats up with that?" He asked worried they might be fighting. Spencer had actually felt relief that Sam wasn't around but he also missed her. He missed her sarcastic humor and quiet laugh. He missed explaining his random sculptures to her.

"We're not doing iCarly this week. Freddie is going somewhere with his mom." Carly said cringing. Spencer cringed along with her. "Yeah...one of those mother-son things." Carly explained. "And Sam has been busy with her family...I think." Carly said unsure. "Her mom's new boyfriend just got outta jail." Carly shrugged. "And I have a date tonight." Carly added quickly hoping Spencer would ignore that.

"What?" Spencer asked almost falling to the floor. "Why didn't you mention this before? I didn't even say you could go. Who is this guy? Do I know him already?" The words poured out his mouth faster than Carly could process them.

"Don't worry, you can meet him eventually." Carly said standing. "I'm gonna go get ready now." She said smiling before skipping off to her bedroom leaving Spencer speechless.

It was about two hours that Spencer was sitting alone watching TV that frantic knocking hit the front door of the loft. He stood up walking over slowly. "Yeah?" He called through the door. "Who is it?" He asked and there was no answer. He opened the door unsure but it was pushed open and Sam walked passed him quickly. "Hey Sam, Carly isn't here." He said watching her. This is bad Spencer thought. He hadn't been alone with Sam for over a year. Not since he began thinking differently of her.

"She isn't here?" Sam asked facing him. Her eyes were watery and her cheeks stained. She had been crying. Sam suddenly felt embarrassed for crying in front of Spencer. She had before but not recently. Mostly when she was younger and didn't think of him as more than Carly's brother. "I'm sorry for coming here but I didn't know where else to go and I thought Carly would be here." She said wiping her cheeks.

Spencer was suddenly concerned. "Its not a problem. What happened?" He asked. Sam sat on the couch and he sat next to her.

"Its my mom." Sam said taking a deep breath. "Her stupid drunken boyfriend came back. He hates me probably because I'm the only one with enough nerve to point out that he is a drunk." She explained. "And when he came back today my mom wasn't home...I guess he thought it would be okay to just...I don't know...do whatever he wanted..." Sam's voice trailed off and her eyes seemed daze off.

"What happened Sam?" Spencer asked forcing her to look at him. "Did he do something to you?" He asked worried.

"I told him no...I told him to stop." Sam said shaking her head as fresh tears fell from her eyes.