"Something's wrong." John sets down his cell phone. He didn't know what it was but he knew something's wrong.

"She said her mom needed her so maybe she's busy." Carly folds the towels that just got done washing.

"I know it may sound foolish but I just have this feeling."

"That dose wound foolish. But you can't tell if everything's fine or not by a feeling."

John looks at the table and eyes Carly's car keys. Spencer was at the art show that was at the high school so Carly was the only one with a car. Slowly moving to the table John grabs her keys.

"I'm going for a drive!" John sprints out the door.

Carly gets up and runs after him. "John get back here this insistent!"

Running down to the lobby John pushes the door open. Carly gets down there a few seconds later.

"Carly." A faint voice calls out as Carly reaches for the door.

Carly stops and looks to where the voice was coming from. In the corner Sam laid curled up in a ball. Her hair and skin stained from dry blood but was still getting coated with fresh blood that was pouring from her mouth.

Carly pushes the door open, "John! Sam's here!" Running over to her she puts her arms around her trying to help her up. As she gets up, Sam blacks out and falls into Carly's arms that helped her back down.

John busts through the door. "I'm going to kill him. I swear to go I'm going to kill him." John wraps his arms around Sam and rocks her back and fourth. His eyes blazing with tears and his heart raced with vengeance.

"Who's him?" Carly begins to cry as well stroking Sam's hair.

"Sam's mom's boyfriend."

"How do you know?"

"Sam told me." John kisses Sam on the forehead and gets up leaving Carly holding Sam. "Carly call 911. I'll meet you at the hospital."

"Where are you going?"

"To give him my own version of a wedgie bounce."

"No honey I don't know where she went. She just gave me an attitude and took off. I know I'm worried about her also." Robert said over the phone to Sam's mother. Yea he told her that he was concerned but could care less in reality as he went through Sam's dresser looking at her underwear. "Ok I'll let you know if I hear anything. Bye." Robert hangs up the phone as there was a knock on the door.

"Go away!" Robert yells out.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Go away!"

The knocks turn into pounds.

"I said go away!" Robert storms to the door. Crack! The door breaks open smashing him in the face. "FUCK!" Robert grabs hold of his nose and feels the warm sensation of blood coming from his nose. Removing his hands a fist connects to his face.

Tick! Tock! Tick! Tock! Only five minutes had passed since the last time Carly looked at the clock which felt like five hours. Carly sat looking at the other people that occupied the room as Spencer paced around the room.

"Man I hate waiting rooms. They are so boring." Freddie sits next to Carly and takes a slurp of his Peppi Cola he just bought. "I would rather watch Ms. Briggs play her bag pipes."

Carly smiles. God she hated him right now for making her smile. Her best friend was lying in a hospital bed right now and Freddie was making her smile.

"Spencer come on and sit down," Carly takes the smile off her face.

"Yea you might as well lounge around. We don't know how long we still have to wait." Freddie adds in.

Spencer stops and looks at them taking out the ear bugs that were playing the music from his pear pod. "I'm sorry you said something?"

"Oh my god Spencer!" Carly cries out.

"How can you be rocking out during a time like this?" Freddie asks in disbelieve.

Before he could answer a tall dark skin man with a five o'clock grey shadow wearing a white lab coat walks over.

"Excuse me but are you with Samantha Puckett?" The man asks.

"Yes we are." Carly and Freddie sit up and stand next to Spencer with worried expressions on their faces.

"I'm Dr. Werth. Sam is going to be alright." The group lets out a collective sigh. "She has a slight concussion and a few broken ribs but a few weeks of bed rest and she'll be as good as new."

"Can we see her?" Spencer asks.

"Yea but she's been asking for John. Are you him?"

"He's not here." Carly answers. "I'll go she her first."

"Very well, follow me."

Carly follows Dr. Werth down the hallway. Going into the room she sees Sam hooked up to some wires. Her head wrapped up with bandages and her lips swollen with black and purple bruises under her eyes.

"Hi sweetie," Carly says peacefully as she stands on the side of the bed.

"Where's John?" Sam says as you can hear the damage in her voice.

"Ummm….he's not here."

"Then where is he?"

Before Carly could answer her cell phone rings.

"Hello," She answers.

"Hey Carly, how's it going?" John says on the other end.

Carly walks over to the other side of the room, "Where are you? Sam's been asking for you."

"Yea about that, I don't think I can see her tonight. Actually I may not see her for awhile."

"What the fuck is that suppose to mean? John if you take off I will find you."

"Carly I want to be with her but I can't."

"Why not?" Carly's voice sounding aggravated.

"Cause for me to leave this place I need….bail."

"YOU'RE IN JAIL!" Carly screams out.

"Who's in jail?" Sam becomes curious.

"John." Carly answers ignoring John's pleas of not telling her.

"Have him tell my relatives I said hi." Sam looks out the window. "WHAT!" Carly hands Sam the phone. "Start talking."

"Hey baby," John gives out a nervous laugh.

"Don't baby me."

"Honey calm down you don't need to get stressed with the condition your in."

"Forget about my condition." Sam's tone in voice becomes more of a beg. "Please tell me why."

2 Weeks Later

John sits on the hard wooden bench in the courtroom waiting for the verdict that the judge was going to give him. Spencer, Carly, Freddie, and Sam sat behind him in their best dressed clothes. Spencer told John that he will represent John as his personal lawyer but he declined, knowing the just of his actions.

Sam's face was beginning to clear up but her body still shot pain through her every time she moved.

"Mr. Callaway please rise." The judge sets down the folder with the case notes and adjusts his glasses. "Do you have anything to say before I give you your judgment?"

John clears his throat. "As a matter of fact your honor, I do. What I did to Robert was wrong. I know that. But after what he did to Sam, there was nothing else I could do but show him pain. And if it meant sacrificing my life to make Sam safe then I will do whatever to make sure she stays safe." John turns to Sam who looks away. "Even if it means having her hate me the rest of my life." Ever since John's night in jail, Sam has refused to speak to him.

"Mr. Callaway I respect your statement but now you have to face the consequences. Six months at Seattle Penitentiary. Case dismissed." The judge pounds the gavel down and leaves his seat.

John turns and smiles. "I guess I'll see you in six months. Thanks for everything." John and Spencer shake hands. "Good luck with the web show."

"I'm going to miss you," Carly gives John a hug.

"Freddie, you keep trying man. Carly will be yours sooner or later." John now stands in front of Sam. Her arms crossed hugging herself and biting her lower lip. "Take care Samantha." The police officer puts cuffs on him and takes him away but not before looking back one more time.

"You ok Sam?" Carly asks as they stand outside waiting for Spencer and Freddie to pull the car around.

"Yea." She answers.

"Then why don't I believe you?"

"Cause you think you know everything."

"You're going to miss John are you?" Carly puts an arm around her friend.

"No." Carly smirks at her. "Ok…..maybe a little."

3 Months Later

Three months went by and not once did anybody visit due to the request of John. Jail wasn't all that bad; John actually made a couple of friends.

The clock hit 10:00am. John sat on the bottom bunk his back leaning on the icy cement wall. Reading the latest People magazine one of the head security guards unlocked the cell door and walked in before the judge.

"So what did I do for this visit?" John sets down the magazine on the bed.

"Well Mr. Callaway I was just looking at your evaluation and may I say I'm quite astound." The judge says sternly. "Not one negative remark."

"I try to do my best sir." John wanting to know where the judge was going with this.

"Well good. I reviewed your case again and I decided that you served enough time. Get your stuff you're being discharged now." The judge leaves the cell leaving John thrilled.

The gate doors opened and John began walking wearing the same clothes he wore when he went into prison. Blue jeans and an Undertaker t-shirt. Walking down the street he began to think about what he should do next in his life since his prison stint was quite informative. He really didn't want to go back to Michigan and didn't' want to screw up anybody's life here anymore. There was one other option he could think of and that was Canada.

He looked at the list of times the bus would arrive. The next one was at noon. It was 11:40am. John sat on the bench and waited.

"Anyone sitting here?" a voice from behind asks. John looks up and notices Sam standing near the edge of the bench.

"No." John shakes his head. Sam sits down next to him.

"So I see you're out of prison." Sam tries to strike up some small talk.

"Got out this morning." John keeps looking forward.

"Oh. So what are you gonna do now?"

"I'm going to institute a new life in Canada."

Sam's heart begins to crack. "Why?"

"Well I screwed up everyone's happy normal life and I don't feel like doing that anymore."

"What about us?" Sam fights back the tears.

John finally turns so that he eyes congregate hers. "You'll find somebody else. Then you will forget all about me."

"So that's it. You are running away again. Going to run away from your problems. I'll admit I was pissed when you got arrested. But now I need you the most. I have nobody. My mom is in rehab and I'm about to be kicked out of my home and all I want right now is you!" Sam's becomes a deep red as tears flooded down her face. "But no, my boyfriend is running away like a fucking little bitch!" Sam gets up as people watch the commotion she was making. "No you're not a bitch. You're a pussy! Go; get on the bus and leave. I hope that when you get there you're life is miserable because you had a great life with people who care for you and a girl that loves you right here." Sam wipes the tears from her eyes as she walks away.

The bus drives up and opens the doors. John lets out a sigh as he sits up and walks to the door. Looking down the sidewalk Sam stands at the corner watching him.

"Hey buddy you getting on or what?" The bus driver demands wanting an answer quickly.

"Yea." John gives Sam one more glance before boarding the bus.

Later That Night

"And that was the new champion of 'Whose That Weirdo In My Neighborhood?'" Carly finishes the segment.

"But let's not forget about the former champion Crazy Fruit Dude." Sam hits the cheer button on the remote as Freddie shows the picture of Crazy Fruit Dude eating a banana peel.

"So Sam what else do we have line up on tonight's icarly?" Carly smiles to the camera.

"I'm glad you asked."

"I'm glad you're glad I asked." Carly adds in.

"Well up next is…" the door opens and John walks in getting in the shot. Sam gives a confused expression but is grinning and beaming with exhilaration in the inside. "John we are in the middle…" John grabs her and pulls Sam in for a kiss. Not breaking away from him Sam kisses John back wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I love you." John breaks away breathing heavy.

"What about Canada?" Sam leans back in and kisses some more.

"I don't know what I was thinking. You are right. I shouldn't be running away from my problems."

"Promise me you won't leave."

"Next time I'm leaving I'm taking you with me." Sam smiles as they cuddle in a kiss again.

"Sorry to break up this love fest but we have a web show to continue." Carly adds in.

"Oh sorry." John and Sam break apart. John walks out of the shot as Carly and Sam continue the web show. From time to time during the show Sam would make swift glances at John and smile. For the last year their lives have been on an emotional roller coaster and in the end were all the pain, heartache, abuse, and time spent in a cell worth it? Oh hell yea. Why? Cause just like the songs 'Caught in the Sun' says, "Will you wait for me? This I hope and prey."

A/N Sorry for the quick ending. I haven't done a whole story in such a long time I'm still trying to get all the "rust" out of my system. I promise my next stories will be better. I'm going to be working on an Carly/Sam one shot but keep an eye out on the sequel to this story which can have one of the icarly members lose their life. Which one? Go on my profile and vote on which person you think it is. Thanks and Review!