A/N: Hey hey hey! I just needed to post this. I know there are many post-iOMG fanfictions out there. I hope you'll like this as well as you liked the other ones and since this was based on an episode, any similarities to the other post-iOMG fanfictions are purely coincidental. However, I want you to know that I tried my best to make it unique from the other speculations but if I didn't try hard enough please do forgive me. This story will consists of two chapters that I hope you'll like. I haven't read a lot of iOMG speculations.. only a few... maybe two... XD So if there are any other similarities from any other stories, like I've said, they are purely coincidental.

This story is set right after iOMG

Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly.

The Chicken Pot Pie Script Part 1: Where She Pretends It Never Happened

"Sorry." Sam said awkwardly.

"It's cool" Freddie replied analyzing if this was real or not. If it was really him or not.

He was getting along with everything until Sam kissed him. A thing he swore Sam would never do to him again. Before she kissed him, there were no confusing feelings that would keep him up at night and he was sure that his feelings for Carly were purely platonic. Before she kissed him she was just someone that made his stomach flutter and he was so sure that he just liked Sam. Now he doesn't know if he just likes her. Now all these confusing feelings are bugging him as he was standing right in front of her. He couldn't talk for a moment. It was as if there was something stuck in his throat but he wasn't choking.

"Sam?" He said trying his best to gather himself.

"Yes?" She replied.

"Why did you—"He sighed "Why did you kiss me?" He continued.

"What are you talking about?" She replied deciding to pretend that she never kissed him and that what heremembers is just a figment of his imagination.

"Oh my god, Sam!" He said angrily, knowing exactly what she's doing.

"What? You're just going to pretend it never happened? Like you never kissed me?" He continued.

"Just forget it! Forget it happened. It's not like you're going to lose a thing." She said giving up the act.

"You kissed me Sam!" He was getting angrier by every moment "How the heck am I suppose to forget that?" It was true. He was sure that he'll never forget about it and if he does, he'll make sure he has a way not to, because even though he tried to deny it, he liked the kiss.

"Okay, then let's just never speak about it" Sam replied.

"We are speaking about it, Sam. We're going to continue speaking about it until it's resolved." He replied crossing his arms. She sighed. She paused for a few seconds.

"What are you talking about?" Sam replied thinking it might just work better that talking about it. She didn't want to dwell on her feelings. She didn't want to talk about it anymore. She didn't want to end up disappointed. She didn't want to let herself down. He was feeling differently though. He wanted her to tell him. Tell him that she loves him. He didn't want her to forget. So he replied furiously:

"SAM!"

"Look, I don't know what you're talking about and I don't want to hear more of your crazy talks so I'm going to leave." She said walking towards the door.

"Sam, get back here we're not done talking!" he said calling her back.

"Later, Benson" She waved and then she was out.

Freddie Benson, without a doubt, admits that he will never ever understand Sam Puckett. He thought she was in love with him, not that he was being conceited, but that was what his invented Pear application said. It's been a while since he found himself not being able to sleep at night. The last time he felt that way was when he saved Carly's life and she kissed him. He looked at his ceiling as if it was going to give him answers. He keeps on changing his position like it was going to help him sleep then he'll end up, yet again, staring at the ceiling. He looked at the time, 1:30 A.M. He chuckled. Sam is the only person that could torture him like this even without her around. When he was "in love" with Carly he managed to find sleep by exactly 12:00 A.M.

It's 4:30 in the morning and Freddie Benson was still up. He was sitting at the end of his bed then returning into pacing back and forth.

5:45 in the morning, that's when he realized that he is never going to fall asleep that night. He took a hot bath and went to his kitchen and made coffee to help him stay up the whole day. He surfED the internet, played online games, did everything that would keep his mind away from Sam and failing miserably every now and then.

"I never said 'I hate you'."

Her voice keeps on ringing in his head and for some odd reason he never wants it to stop, at least for now. Call him crazy but that's how he feels.

Eight o'clock in the morning. He needed to talk to someone. He might just go crazy. Actually, he already thinks he's half crazy. He has three options: Carly, Spencer, or Gibby. Carly would surely freak out. She'll either tell Sam or she'll freak out then she'll think he's mental, both options aren't good. Spencer would probably take it a lot better than his sister but he would probably be busy doing something else and he didn't want to bother him and Gibby doesn't seem like the guy to talk these problems too, although he has a hot girlfriend. To sum it all up, those three options aren't going to work for him but he decided to go at Carly's anyway. He knocked at the door when suddenly a thought hit him. Was Sam at Carly's?

"It's open." He heard the girl call from the inside. He opened the door partially.

"Is Sam here?" He asked looking around the room but not getting inside just yet.

"No. Why?" She asked curiously walking towards him. He entered the room. It was like a déjà vu.

"Nothing." he replied. He looked at the kitchen and saw something being cooked.

"What is that?" He asked.

"Chicken Pot Pie" Carly replied fixing her hair like she usually does. Freddie walked towards the kitchen. He looked at Carly and said

"Smells good." he smirked.

"Freddie, can I ask you something?" She said looking at him with concern.

"Hit it." He said looking inside the Chicken Soup. He looked at her as she bit her lips.

"Are you in love?"

*smirk* I don't know but I have a feeling most of you will be able to figure what will happen next because of the title an you know... XD.

hahahahaha. I'm so weird. Anyway you can abuse that "review button all you want. You can call your friends, your helper, your mom and dad, your siblings, and your dog(if your dog is amazing with the skills of typing and reading)

Part two will be posted next week. (So is the Chapter 16 of Good in Goodbyes)