AN: First icarly fic! hehe I'm on such a Cam kick it's not even funny. I like Seddie and Creddie friendship but romantically? Cam all the way! (Cam friendship too...you just can't go wrong with Cam!) This is the iSaved Your Life that I wish aired. Not sure if I'm gonna make this into a longer story or not, might just leave it as a short rewrite. Definitely gonna be a 2nd chapter though. Sorry for the shortness. oh btw reviews make me happyz =D

"Be careful!"

"We will!" the trio responded casually to Spencer in unison, making their way out of the apartment. They had a dare to fulfill and thought nothing of the day as another run in the park iCarly shooting. They had no idea what would come speeding toward them...quite literally.

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"And we're clear!" Freddie shouted, signaling the end of the shot. That was all they had to shoot and they were ready to grab a bite to eat and head home. Freddie was packing up his camera gear on the other side of the road as Carly and Sam headed over to the crosswalk. He had filmed most of it up close but there was just something special to him about a camera angle from across the road.

"I wonder if there's a taco truck nearby? I'm starving." Sam pondered out loud on their way to the crosswalk.

"You're always starving." Carly replied, a grin evident on her face.

"True, very true."

"And no, you can't borrow any money." the brunette warned playfully. The two friends reached the crosswalk and Sam noticed a piece of green sticking out of the sewer cage.

"Oh hello there...momma loves the green." she commented, bending over to grab the dollar bill. When you were as broke as she was, every bill counted. Another dollar could get her another taco and honestly, that sounded pretty good to her at that moment in time.

Meanwhile, Freddie was having a hard time keeping track of his stuff. His camera lens cover rolled out into the street and was headed Carly's way. He looked up at her to see if she was looking. She was; she glanced both ways quickly before stepping out into the seemingly empty street to grab the piece of rubber. She bent over to grab it when her entire train of thought was thrown off.

"CARLY MOVE!" Carly heard before being pushed hard from where she was. The sound of the honking, windshield cracking, and hitting the pavement fast and hard all seemed to blend together in a matter of milliseconds. Confused, she glanced over at where she had been standing before: Sam was lying in front of a taco truck.

"Sam?" Carly asked herself quietly, still not moving from where she sat. "SAM!?" she added once she was able to process what was going on. She jumped up and ran over to her friend, where the taco truck driver already was.

"Move!" she commanded at the guy, trying to get close to Sam. "Sam...Sam! Can you hear me?" she tried to plead with her blonde friend, but it was futile: she was unconscious.

"Carly! Sam!" Freddie shouted, making his way over to them with his cellphone in hand.

"Quick! Call 911!" Carly told him, not once taking her eyes off of Sam.

"Already did. They're on their way." he assured her, placing a hand on her shoulder to try and calm her down. He had been helpless as he watched the events unfold only moments before. He saw the truck coming, he saw Sam running, but he couldn't do anything about it: he was too far away.

"She'll be okay Carly, she's strong. You of all people should know that." he tried to remind her, but his efforts remained useless. Carly was still panicking and trying to wake Sam up. She had tears already in her eyes when she couldn't get her best friend to wake. "C'mon Sam...wake up."

Just then sirens could be heard in the distance; the ambulence was approaching. Time seemed to stand still for Carly; the only thing she could see was Sam lying there on the pavement where she herself should have been. It was her fault: if she would've just watched where she was going...heard the truck...something! Sam shouldn't have gotten hit, it should've been her.

"Please miss, step aside." a tall paramedic told her. She looked up at him and saw him standing there with another doctor and a stretcher.

"R-right."

Carly stood up and backed away as the two paramedics loaded Sam onto the stretcher carefully and headed for the ambulence. They were talking about her condition but Carly was still in too much shock to process any of what they were saying.

"Miss, are you coming!?" the first paramedic called to her with urgency, pointing out that they had to leave now. This snapped Carly out of her thoughts and she rushed over to the ambulence.

"Freddie! Go get Spencer and meet us at the hospital!" she called to him before hopping into the van. The doors were slammed and the vehicle took off in a hurry.

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"SPENCER!" Freddie shouted, bursting through the Shay's apartment door. "Quick, Sam's hurt...we have to go to the hospital!" he urged, trying as hard as he could to get everything out as fast as he could so they could go meet them.

"Wait, what happened?" Spencer asked seriously, setting his now burnt pizza onto the counter and taking off his oven mitts.

"We were shooting that scene for iCarly and there was this truck and Carly didn't see it! But Sam did and she pushed Carly out of the way but she got hit! C'mon we've gotta go to the hospital now!"

"Is Carly okay?" Spencer asked, his first priority always being his baby sister.

"Yeah she's fine but Sam's not, c'mon let's go!" Freddie tried again, going for the door and waiting for Spencer to follow. Spencer grabbed his phone off the counter and ran out the door behind Freddie, already dialing Sam's mother.