Ok, I'm trying my hand at writing at iCarly. This entire story is in Freddie's POV. It focuses on his relationships with all the main characters, especially Sam. It focuses a lot on Sam and Freddie's friendship, but I think if I were a Creddie shipper, I would be able to stomach it and still enjoy the story. It has some Carly/Freddie friendship too. This first chapter won't be very good, but in my opinion, it get's MUCH better! Please give this story a chance! Enjoy!

This story takes place in Season 3, after iSaved Your Life.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own it. 'Nough said.

I woke up and I immediately knew I was in a hospital room. If the white walls and beeping of my heart monitor weren't enough of a giveaway, the men in labcoats rushing past the doorway was confirmation enough.

'I wonder what happened.'

I tried to get up and take a look around but I couldn't move. It wasn't until then that I realized that I couldn't feel my body. I heard my heart monitor speed up significantly and suddenly the room flooded with doctors and nurses. They saw that my heart was in panic mode, but my body was completely still.

"Fredward." A doctor said as he looked into my eyes. "Fredward Benson, can you hear me?"

I would've cringed at the name. Why on Earth would my mother think FREDWARD was a good name.

The doctor turned back to look at a nurse with a clipboard.
"He's not responding." No. Really? "We're going to have to run some tests." He glanced worriedly at my heart rate machine before looking back at me.

"Look Fredward, I know you're scared, and you have every right to be. But were going to need you to calm down." Oh how I want to tell him to call me Freddie. I tried calming down by thinking of...things. I guess it worked because my heart rate went down a considerable amount.

The doctor smiled. Yeah, he probably wouldn't have smiled if he knew what I had been thinking about.

"Ok, now I'm going to give you an instruction and I need you to follow
it."

Sounds easy enough. The doctor pulled the sheet off my feet.

"Alright, wiggle your toes." I tried to, and then I tried harder and then I tried even harder.

"Fredward, try harder." I would've glared at the doctor if I could've.

"Ok then." he glanced at the nurse and she wrote some notes down on her clipboard.

"Now, try to move your hand, or a finger." I failed at completing that task too and I inwardly groaned as I saw the nurse write more notes on her stupid little clipboard.

"Smile." he commanded. I focused ALL my attention and will power on the four muscles it took to smile, but the corners of my mouth just wouldn't budge.

"Hmm..." the doctor turned to the nurse. "Adelie, I think were going to have to take a look at this boys brain. Tell his friends they can come in to see him after explaining the condition he's in and get the mother so I can ask her if we have permission to do tests and X-rays on this boy." The nurse nodded and left the room.
The doctor turned back to me.

"It's going to be alright Fredward, we will do everything in our power to help you. And you've got a lot of friends and family here to support you as well." suddenly I saw a blurred form rush towards me and engulf me in a hug that would be back breakingly painful if I could feel anything.

"Oh my baby! I can't believe this is happening to you!" my mother said as she pulled away to look at me and strokes my hair. Spencer grimaced.

"Wow." Spencer shook his head. "This is worst than when you were hit by that Taco Truck!" A red and swollen-eyed Carly smacked his arm harshly.
"What?" he asked in confusion as he rubbed the spot that Carly had hit him.

"I'm sorry about your son's condition." The doctor said to Mrs. Benson.
"Fredward has-"
"Freddie." he heard a voice that he could identify as none other than Carly say. The doctor turned to her with an eyebrow raised.

"He likes to be called Freddie." Carly explained. Sam stepped forward with a devious smirk on her face.
"Actually, he quite likes the name Fredward." Sam lied. Carly smacked Sam's shoulder.

"What? I'm not giving up a chance to bag on Freddie while he's completely defenseless!"

Of course, it doesn't matter what state I'm in or what happened, Sam will never give up on an oppurtunity to insult or hurt me. Who cares if I find out my girlfriend was using me, or if I've been hit by a taco truck, or... Wait a minute, what happened to me? I still don't even know why I'm like this?

The doctor continued. "Ok, Freddie's paralysis is believed to be do to brain damage as opposed to spine fracture. This means it is possibly curible." Everyone smiled at this.

"Unfortunately, we're not sure if the damage was done to the brain, and if we do, we're not sure if any of it is permanent or even if there was damage to any
other parts of the brain." Everyone frowned. I've only been conciously paralyzed for a half an hour and I already envied everyone for being able to smile and frown at will.
"Freddie could be completely confused right now not even knowing who any of you are and we won't even know." The doctor paused for dramatic
affect.

"Freddie could have memory loss." Everyone gasped except for Sam who was looking at the ground. I couldn't see her face from the position I was in. Carly then ran out of the room in a fit of tears.
"Carly!" Spencer yelled as he ran after her.

'No! Don't cry Carly! I remember you! How could I forget someone like you?'

"We want to find out these things and therefore need your permission, Mrs. Benson, to run a few tests on him." Mrs. Benson was crying, but she nodded slowly. "Good! Adelie, please escort Mrs. Benson to the front desk so she can sign the permission papers." the nurse nodded as she lead my mom out the room.

"Samantha." the doctor said turning to Sam. He attempted to continue speaking before he was hushed by Sam.

"Dont you dare say another word until you correct yourself and call me Sam. And if you ever call me 'Samantha' again," she said the name Samantha as if it were poison.
"You're going to be very lucky that you work in a hospital." The doctor remained calm, but I noticed him take a few steps away from Sam.

"I apologize Sam. Now anyway. We don't want poor Freddie to be bored, so we want him to be able to watch some movies before his tests tomorrow. Do you know any that he'd like?" Sam smirked.

"Do you have the movie 'Charney's Magical Adventure'?" the doctor raised an eyebrow the way I always did. I noticed Sam frown at that.

"Umm...yes but he's a bit old for that; don't you think?"

"Well tell that to him! The nub just doesn't know when to grow up." she shrugged. I wish I could scream and glare. But I could only sit there.
"Oh and he's a bit embarrased about his childish interests, so try to keep it to yourself." Sam added.

"Alright, Ill go get it." he turned to me, "Hope you enjoy the movie, Fredward." he said, forgetting to call him Freddie. He walked out the door. Sam smirked deviously.

"Yeah, enjoy the movie...Fredward." She walked out the room laughing. I would've shaken my head in disgust if I could. I hate Sam. How dare she kick me while I'm down!

'No matter what happens, some things never change.'

And for a moment, I wasn't to sure that was a bad thing, that is, until the doctor cameback into the room and played the tape.

The whiny voices of the children and Charney the dragon were giving me a headache. There terrible songs and dialogue were torture.

'Yep, that was definitely a bad thing'

I wanted to close my eyes and plunge my fingers into my ears, or jump up and punch the TV with all my might. But I couldn't.

All I can do is watch.

Ok, short and not very good, I know. I wrote a lot of chapters already, including the last chapter. I completely know where I'm going with this story. So unless school gets in the way, updates shouldn't be too slow. I hope you stick around for the next chapter and end up liking the story! Also, if anyone would like to beta. Just PM me because I could really use one! Thanks again for reading!

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