We See the Future

A/N: Yay! I'm back, it's summer, and I've finally started this story! This story is a "what if" story: What if Sam had gone with Freddie to the future? It doesn't pick up where i See the Future leaves off; that's the third story in TTT. (i See the Past.) Some of the dialogue may be the same in the beginning, but once they are sent to the future EVERYTHING, including the outcome of their future-changing, is different. I don't own iCarly. A lot of this is Sam's thoughts as well as what is happening.

Italics are Sam's thoughts

Chapter 1: Mistakes

"If you say that one more time, I will rearrange your face!" I screamed, half-joking, half-meaning it.

"Okay, Okay!" My best friend, Carly, laughed while temporarily surrendering. "But you have to wake him up now; we're going live in twenty minutes."

I pouted, "Going downstairs requires energy."

"You avoid labor of any kind at all costs." Carly stated, annoyed. "I guess I'll go wake Freddie instead…" She smiled, knowing my response to her little game.

"No, I'll do it." As I left I could tell she was holding back a laugh: she had won this round.

While reviewing our script and getting the set ready for our web show, iCarly, Carly had been squeezing in little hints that I had a crush on our friend (cute, technical producer, whiz-geek), Freddie.

She finally came right out and teased me. I couldn't put an end to the comments. Ergh! She normally isn't the teasing type, but because I always teased her that Freddie liked her (which, unfortunately is true) she had fun dishing out the comments instead of receiving them.

I couldn't get her to understand that I didn't have a crush! Though I did…I was head over heels. It was that unexplainable, but totally overpowering type of crush that happens gradually and gets stronger.

But even if I told him I loved him, he only ever showed affection for Carly…

"Sam! Get your butt up here! With Freddie! We're going live in, like, two minutes!" Carly's yells woke me out of my daydream of Freddie…cough, I mean daydream of my evil teacher, Ms. Briggs, being struck by lightning…yeah, that sounds more like my daydreams…

But anyways, I had been so distracted that I hadn't woken Freddie up yet. I couldn't rub his back- Waay too embarrassing and self-consciousy. I could poke him, but I didn't want to hurt him.

I did too much of that anyways…when I'm nervous around him and can't think of an insult, I hurt him unintentionally.

I decided on a verbal wake-up call. "Hey! Hey, wake up…dork!" Why did everything coming out of my mouth around him have to be an insult? Was I really that nervous around him?

He opened his eyes, confused. "Freddie, we've got to go! iCarly starts in ten minutes!" I explained.

Not knowing what else to say, I left him there and ran back up the stairs to Carly. Soon we would begin our web show…soon I would go on a life-changing adventure… soon I would do something completely stupid…soon I would make several mistakes…

Making mistakes is part of the learning process…but some mistakes cannot be reversed…unless you can go back in time…or something else crazy like that…

Speaking of "going back in time", Spencer built/tried to build a time machine. We're gonna test it today, on iCarly. Carly was waiting for me upstairs with a "now what have you done this time" look.

Before I could explain, Freddie came up the stairs behind me. When I noticed he was behind me; I stopped breathing, but only for a moment.

"Finally, what took you so long, Freddie?" Carly asked while glaring at me. She already knew it was my fault. I always got blamed for everything, even when things aren't my fault…because most of the time they are.

"Someone," Freddie paused and glared at me, "Didn't wake me up until five minutes ago." He should really stop his whining, sheesh! I guess he's just tired from staying up so late, trying to find GOOD sent in videos. Come on people! We don't really care if your grandma can tango with an orangutan while singing "Clean up, clean up, everybody do your share" through a mouthful of applesauce! People are just so weird these days. Including me, 'cause I'm talking to myself.

"Oh Sam! I told you to get him up, like, twenty minutes ago! What were you doing?" Will that girl just shut up and get into her place? We're starting in "like two minutes"! Really we have four more, but Freddie should finish the tech prep. But instead of going to my position, I can't pass up a chance to insult Freddie.

"I was hungry, I wanted some waffles, and I figured we could always run the show without him…" Yeah, that sounded good- not bad, not great- but good. Freddie doesn't like being left out of iCarly. Especially since Carly and I are the stars, and he doesn't get as much "stardom" from behind the camera.

"Thanks for making me feel needed!" Freddie exclaimed. Ha, I can read that boy like a book! Except for the "if he likes me back" part. Of course. "It's very complicated equipment! Maybe I should just leave and let you do the show by yourselves!" He rambles on, as expected, about his precious equipment. Then he lowers his voice, to say "Unfortunately for you, Carly."

What do I say, what do I say, I have to say something! I can't let him smooth-talk Carly!

"Yeah well if you left, it would be fortunately for me!" I yell at Freddie. Okay, that was a horrible come-back, especially for me.

"Do I need to spray you two with water again! Please behave!" Carly, Carly, Carly, let us have our fight. I enjoy fighting with him. It's the only battle of wits I can win!

"How much longer until we start, Freddie?" Freddie went on to look at his laptop. "One minute." Grr. One minute until Carly goes preppy-mania. Freddie yelled for Spencer to get in the elevator. He has to enter from the elevator. It's a more dramatic entrance. As if we need more drama in our lives…

Freddie begins his cute, classic countdown. "In five…four…three…two…one!"

Time to put on my iSam face. That's what I call my overly-happy act. "Well hey there, viewers of iCarly!" For more dramatic effect, I waved to the camera, "I know it's early, for us anyway, but we have something very special to show you!" Special. Whoo-hoo.

"That's right! My brother, Spencer, claims that he built a time machine! And we are going to test it right here, on iCarly!" Carly smiles at the camera while I pushed the button on my remote control that sounded like people cheering. I didn't realize how much drama we added to the show. Maybe our ratings will go up…

Freddie then turned the camera to the elevator, which had opened earlier. Spencer was pulling out his time machine. It had a small booth-like room built into the side of it, just big enough for one person, but could squash two people in it if need be…

"OMG Spence! It looks so cool!" Carly exclaimed. OMG! I think I may be sick! But the show must go on.

"But does it work?" I (dramatically) add.

"It most definitely does work and I will prove it." Spencer stated in a goofy matter-of-fact voice. Spencer rolled the contraption over (it had wheels at the bottom) in front of the camera. "Do I have a volunteer?" Spencer asked. This is a perfect opportunity to make up for that not-so-great insult earlier.

"I volunteer Freddie!"

"Not funny, Sam." Freddie glared as he said my name. It was a glare, but at least he looked at me. He has such gorgeous eyes! Sigh…

"No, no not a human volunteer. They might not come back." Spencer tried to clarify. Spencer, you don't get our little game, do you?

"That hasn't changed my mind. I still think Freddie should go." That was a fantastic one! Go me! Go Sam, it's my birthday! Not really, but oh well! Go Sam!

"If only…" muttered Freddie.

"If only what?" I asked. Come on, he had to do better than that!! "If only you had enough smarts to think of a decent come-back?" Yay, I win the wit round! "If only you had enough guts to throw a decent punch at me?" Yay, I win the bravery round! "If only you had enough strength to throw a decent punch at me?" Yay, I win the strength round!

"Sam, ouch!" Carly says to me. What do you care, Carls? "Look at what Spencer is doing." Just because we're filmed, I'll turn. Otherwise I would pinch you.

Spencer pushed some buttons and pulled some levers. He had put a stuffed bear (it had been laying around the set) in the booth.

"Freddie, zoom in on Mr. Bear-bear's last moments in the present." Spencer requested. Mr. Bear-bear. Creative…not! Freddie zoomed in on "Mr. Bear-bear." "He will go to the future in 10 seconds!" Spencer screamed, crazed. We all counted down to 10 while Spencer screamed and wildly jumped in the air. What a calm, mature, well-suited-for-watching-3-teenage-girls adult. Oh, wait, 2 teenage girls and a Freddie. Hehe, I insulted Freddie with my thoughts.

"3…2…1…NOW!" Everyone but me- I had been lost in the moment- screamed. A big puff of smoke covered the booth. No one could see inside.

"Let's see if it worked!" Carly says happily to the camera. I turn around to face the camera, and Freddie gives me a lovesick smile! Like the kind he gives Carly! I just turned to face Carly, not knowing what to do.

Then Spencer goes all weird on us, talking about his "special smoke". It's just really thick smoke that "magically" doesn't set off the fire alarm.

The "special" smoke started to clear. "Okay, iCarly viewers, let's see if we can see Mr. Bear-bear, now that the smoke is thinning." What a bright girl, CAN YOU NOT TELL THERE IS SMOKE AND YOU CAN'T SEE ANYTHING AT ALL? The viewers wouldn't be able to see. Soon the smoke actually did begin to clear up. Everyone but me looked inside the booth and gasped.

Inside the booth was something no one, not even I, had expected- a half of Mr. Bear-bear.

"I half did it!" yelled Spencer.

I had to "tell it like it was" to Spencer. "You also half failed."

"I don't need your negativity!" Spencer yelled, "I'm on the verge of a scientific break-through! Yeah!" Scientific break through? I'll call those scientists when they want to split something in half.

"Well, iCarly viewers, although Spencer's time machine didn't work all the way, something happened! Please watch next time!" Sounds sorta desperate, Carls.

But I have to keep our viewers in suspense. "Yeah, you never know, Spencer could get it to work next time…" Yeah, right!

"…But you can only find out on…" Carly turned to me, waiting for me to join her, screaming "iCarly!!". So I did. Freddie turned off his precious camera. Spencer skipped downstairs, followed by Carly. That left me and Freddie to clean up…

Having a sudden thought of inspiration I looked at Freddie (without ogling- a miracle) "Hey Freddie, it's a good thing you didn't go in there." Freddie looked puzzled, so I threw in the punch line.

"The half of you left would have been unbearable to deal with when I was hoping you would disappear completely." I laughed as his face changed to a defeated glare.

He was silent for a couple seconds, and then shouted; out "I do not like Sam!" That was a really pathetic come-back. He seemed to be embarrassed about his exclamation because he blushed instantly.

In response I shouted "Well, I don't like the geek!" in a fake-prissy voice. I turned to leave the rest of the set for Freddie to clean. I pressed the down button on the elevator. It opened right away. I got in and turned towards Freddie. He was staring at me in a confused manner. I did one of those finger waves and said, "See you, geek."

Then the elevator doors closed, blocking Freddie from my view. I sighed. I could have been nice, but I blew it. Why? He probably hates me so much…and all I do is cause him to hate me! Ugh, I hate irony.

The elevator doors opened with a little ding noise. I got out and saw Spencer and Carly on the computer.

"What are you guys doing?" I asked.

"Reading viewer comments. Here, you can have my chair. I wanted to go back upstairs anyways." Spencer got out of his chair and into the elevator. The doors closed with a ding.

"Set all cleaned up?"

"Yep."

"Did you do any of it?"

"…kind of." At this Carly smiled. Then we read a couple comments. Some were wonderful, some were weird (like one girl who said she thought Spencer was cute and asked for his number) and some were insulting. But for the most part, they were good.

"Why don't we go upstairs now?" I asked Carly.

"Wait, read this one!" Carly nudged my arm and pointed to a comment by someone named Rachel. I read it, put on my "You've pushed it too far" face and clicked the X in the upper right hand corner.

The comment had said: Dear iCarly cast + Spencer, your show was awesome today, as always. The time machine was amazing too. I have a question though. Why does Sam always tease Freddie so much? Does she, like, have a crush on him or something? If that was true, they would make a cute couple…just wondering.

Rachel

I ignored the smug look Carly was giving me as we got into the elevator. Stupid Rachel. And stupid Carly too. While I'm at it, I might as well call myself stupid for not telling Freddie…

The elevator closed, making the annoying ding sound once more. Carly and I rode the elevator up in silence. The elevator came to a stop and I heard Freddie telling Spencer "Just don't push the start button." The ding noise rang and the elevator opened.

Carly and I got out and saw Freddie in Spencer's time machine, doing something to the wires inside. Freddie was indifferent towards our presence, but Spencer said hi, at least.

"Oh hey girls, Freddie was just, um, checking the wire connections inside." Then Freddie turned and looked at me. You know what… - I thought, heart still hammering from Rachel's accusation – I wonder how he would react if he thought he would be sent to the future…

I ran over to shut the door of the booth. The smirk on my face gave what I was gonna do away, but Freddie didn't have enough time to react. Soon I was holding the glass/plastic (couldn't tell which) door shut.

"NO! Let me out, Sam!" Aww! He looks so cute when he's all scared like that. But what makes him think that I would let him go this easy? He then pushed hard against the shut door, but I was able to keep it closed quite easily.

"What makes you think I would?"

"You can keep him in there, but just don't send him to the future, Sam." Spencer added, as if that would stop me. Freddie's lucky I don't really wanna send him. Of course it would be cool, but I don't want him to half-vanish.

"THANKS SPENCER, NOW SHE'S GONNA SEND ME!!" Freddie was frantic now; looking extremely desperate as he pushed against the door from the inside with all his weight. He may be cute, but he really needs to go work out if I can hold this door shut with only my right arm.

Carly yelled out to me about not pushing any of the buttons. Thanks for the idea, Carls. As long as I don't push start, all will be fine. Time to taunt. Wow, I'm surprised I knew that word…

"How far into the future do you want to go?" I taunted. Freddie stared screaming, "Let me out, let me out!" I turned one of the dials to 10. "Let me know how I am in 10 years! Bye Geek!" I waved a cheerful goodbye.

Hmm…What if it worked this time…Freddie did something to the time machine after all… I should have stopped and let Freddie out right then- joke over. But I wasn't thinking. I was acting on impulse. Even thought they don't want me to do it, Carly and Spencer still expect me to push start…

I decided to push the start button to freak Freddie out and then open the door last minute and pull him out. I took a deep breath in and looked at Freddie one last time. I hope nothing goes wrong.

I pushed the button, laughing. I didn't have enough time to see Carly and Spencer's faces, but they were probably twisted in shock. Freddie looked like a trapped animal with his hands pressed up against the glass with his face in between.

Smoke started to billow out from inside the machine. I opened the door with the hand that had previously been holding it shut. I grabbed Freddie's hand as the smoke around us increased even more. I was just about to pull him out when I felt the booth shake.

The smoke filled my face and I couldn't breathe. We were swallowed by the smoke. I held onto Freddie's hand. The smoke dissolved, but there was darkness all around us. I wasn't sure where we were...I was so afraid. The only thing that kept me from utterly freaking out was the fact that I was still holding Freddie's hand…

A/N: I love this so far! Sam's point of view is always so fun. Tell me what you think please. The next chapter is called 3 Sams. The title will be explained during the chapter. If you want to get a preview about what will sort of happen for them next, the look at chapter 4/5 of I See the Future. (But of course, some things will be different ;) But what? Suspense)

With all my purple fuzzleness,

the-purple-fuzzle