And now, chapter nine. Once again, the line breaks later on represent different segments of the webshow. Seddie fans, the ending to this chapter is for you! I hope you like it as much as I do.

Up in the iCarly studio, several minutes later, Spencer and Carly stand in their spots warming up for the show. Spencer cracks his neck a few times and adjusts his socks. Carly sips her water and sets it down near her foot. "So, you know what to do, right Spencer?" Carly asks, to make sure Spencer knows what to do. After all, if they can't get Sam back with this...iCarly's future is bleak.

"Of course" Spencer pauses for a second in thought "be a jerk, right?"

"Yes, just follow my lead and it'll be fine." Carly looks behind her, almost like she was paranoid. "Hey, where's Mandy? She's been all obsessive with you lately, you'd think she'd be here."

Freddie enters from the door to the stairway. "She's in the elevator." He goes to his computer and gets it ready for the show.

"Then she's on her way up here?" Spencer asks with a slight sense of urgency. He runs to the elevator. "But I don't hear it coming."

"Oh, I stopped it." Freddie says, not looking up from his computer.

"Freddie, that's so...Sam-ish." Carly laughs a little.

Freddie looks up and stutters a bit. "Can we just move on and do the show please?"

"Well..." Carly grabs Sam's blue sound effect remote and tosses it to Spencer. "Ready?"

"Ready, Freddie!" Spencer turns to Freddie. "Not you, the phrase. But yes, are you ready Fred-o?"

Freddie shakes his head and presses a button. Freddie picks up the camera and walks in front of Carly and Spencer. "In 5, 4, 3, 2" He points to them, signaling them to go.

"Well hello people of Earth, welcome to our show that we like to call," Carly looks at Spencer.

Spencer double takes at Carly. "What?"

"iCarly." She says flatly. "This is iCarly."

Spencer abruptly pops in. "Yup!"

"Before we begin, we have a special poll." Spencer begins to wander off camera, Carly pulls him back in quickly. "After the show, we want you to vote on who's a better host: Spencer," Carly pulls his head down into the shot and quickly pushes it out. "or Sam. Vote after the show! And speaking of the show, Spencer, why don't you tell the people what we have in store?"

Spencer stares at the camera for a bit, then turns to Carly. "I forgot."

"We just went over this, Spencer." Carly says, annoyed.

"Yeah, but I kinda...sorta, wasn't paying attention."

"Well maybe you should've kinda, sorta paid attention!" Carly turns to the camera and smiles. "Sorry about that, Spencer has been a little distracted lately what with the return of--."

"Me!" Mandy's voice rings out from the elevator shaft. The door opens up slightly and Mandy crawls out and stands up. "Am I late for the show?"

Spencer frowns, but quickly puts on a fake smile and sarcasm. "Hey, you climbed up the elevator shaft and pried the door open....yay."

"Yup!" Mandy brushes off the dust and runs to Spencer. "I wouldn't miss your webshow for the world!"

"His web show?" Carly and Freddie say in unison.

"And next up, we have a video of,"

Spencer claps a bit, interrupting her. "I love this part of the show!"

"Yes, that's good."

"Me too!" Mandy yells from the Seat Of Sitting.

"Anyway, this video is of a little girl who can floss her teeth...with her feet! Take a look. Freddie?"

Freddie walks to his computer and pushes a button to make the tv screen come out from the wall. Mandy turns and views it as well.

The girl on the screen waves. "Hi iCarly! I'm going to floss my teeth with my feet."

Spencer laughs. "There's no way she can," Spencer is proved wrong even before he can finish his sentence. "Look at her go!"

Carly turns and shushes him. "Spencer, shh."

"Why? It's just a video."

"Yeah, a video I'm trying to watch!" Cary whips back around and resumes watching.

"You can watch it anytime."

Mandy gets up and runs over to Spencer. "I'll talk to you!"

"No, that's okay. I'll just--" Mandy hugs him. "Oh, why with the hugging?"

Carly turns around. "Guys, video."

"She's strangling me!" Spencer shouts as he tries to shake loose.

"Hugging." Carly corrects.

"Same thing In this case. Get off!" Spencer pulls her off. "No more hugs! No more! What part of 'go away', 'go home', 'get away', and 'no' don't you get?!"

Mandy takes a step back. "I thought you were cool, but now I see..." She kicks him in the shin, causing Spencer to hit the ground. "You're just a big jerky-head!"

"Jerky-head?" Carly says, repeating the horrible yet ironic insult. "Well, that didn't exactly go as I planned...but it works."

She goes to the elevator and presses the button, then realizes it isn't working. "I'll take the stairs!" She opens the door and leaves the studio.

Freddie pushes a button on the computer, making the tv screen go back onto the wall.

Carly looks at her fallen brother, then turns to the camera and thinks for a few seconds. "Moving on,"

"Well, that does it for this...interesting episode of iCarly." Carly says with a bit of hesitation. "Anything to add, Spencer?"

Spencer limps on camera. "My shin hurts."

"Okay then! Don't forget iCarly viewers, go to the polls now to vote for your favorite host! Bye!"

"Bye everyone." Spencer mumbles quietly as he limps to the door to the stairs.

"And...we're out." Freddie sets down the camera. "Good show, everyone."

Spencer opens the door, then turns around with a smile on his face. "So, how'd I do?"

"Great! Mandy coming in was even better than what I had planned." Carly walks over to her brother and pats him on the back. "Your shin okay?"

"No." Spencer says quite frankly, yet maintaining his grin.

"Let's go downstairs for some iced tea."

Spencer shakes his head a bit. "Just ice for me."

"No tea?"

"No that too, but mainly ice for my shin." Carly and Spencer laugh and head downstairs, followed by Freddie.

When they get down there, they see no sign of Mandy. "Looks like you-know-who's gone." Spencer says as he walks to a stool by the counter and sits. He spots a note on the counter and opens it. "It's from Mandy."

Freddie walks by Spencer and to the fridge. "What does it say?"

Spencer reads from the note. "'Maybe you're not as good as I thought. Farewell my dear Spencer. Signed Mandy. P.S. I still love iCarly.'" Spencer gets off the stool. "She's gone? Yes!" He jumps for joy...literally. Then he quickly sits back down. "Ow. That hurt my shin."

"It still hurts?" Freddie asks as he pulls out a pitcher of iced tea from the fridge.

"Yeah, that girl can kick!"

"Tea, Carly?" Freddie pours a cup of tea for him and Spencer.

"Yeah, thanks." Carly picks up the phone and starts to dial.

"Who are you calling?" Spencer asks as he takes his cup and bag of ice that Freddie also set out.

"Sam. I'm inviting her over." Carly puts the phone to her ear. "Let's hope she'll come back now."

Spencer takes a sip and sets the cup down. "I'm sure she will. There's no way she can say no now."

A little bit later....

"No, I'm not coming back." Sam flat out responds. "I told you guys, leave it alone."

Carly, at the computer at the counter, goes to . "Check this out." Sam gets up and slowly goes to the computer. "How can you say no to these results?" Carly points to the poll results. 89% Sam, 11% Spencer.

"Well....that's just for this show." Sam turns to the couch. "Those numbers will go down during the next one."

Freddie shakes his head as he leans on the stairwell. "Stubborn. Why can't she see that she is needed here?"

"Sam, come on, we need you."

"No, you don't. I'm going home." Sam runs for the door, but is stopped.

"Sam, wait." Freddie spouts out.

Sam turns around. "Great, you too?"

"I want to talk to you."

Sam shrugs. "Why?"

"Just come upstairs." Freddie goes up the stairs to the studio.

Sam walks to the elevator. "I'll meet you there." She presses a button to make the elevator come to her.

Freddie comes down the stairs a bit to respond. "What?"

"I'm tired, okay. I don't feel like physical activity. Got a problem with that?" Sam enters the elevator.

"Fine." Freddie runs up to the studio. Sam arrives there first and waits for him by the computer cart. He enters and goes to the computer.

"So, we're here. Whoop-de-doo."

"I want to show you something." Freddie goes to the archives of and finds a clip of the first Spencer-hosted webshow. "Take a look. This is when we talked to you when you were sick."

Sam crosses her arms and looks at the screen. "You mean spied on me."

"Whatever, just watch." Freddie plays the clip.

On the screen shows Sam's room. A toilet flushes off camera in the room and Sam walks on and sits on the bed, not knowing she is being watched. She picks up the picture and kisses it. Freddie stops the clip. "I saw you kiss that picture."

Sam shrugs a bit, denying her liking Freddie. "It's a harmless celebrity crush, so what?"

"That celebrity, " Freddie zooms in onto the picture frame. "Is me."

"That's...you don't under..."

Freddie turns to Sam. "You like me. I knew it. There had to me more of a reason than hate for all the insults."

"Well, you're just a...dork."

Freddie shakes his head. "It doesn't bother me anymore, Sam. I know why you're doing it, so I know you don't mean it. Please, come back to the show."

"I...I need time to think, Fredward." Sam puts a hand to her forehead and rubs it a bit. "I gotta go." She starts to go for the door.

"For me, come back." Freddie says, hoping it'll work.

"I just don't know." Sam quietly says as she opens the door.

Freddie walks over and shuts the door so she can't leave. He spins her around and kisses her passionately. When he releases he steps back a bit.

"Take all the time you need, Sam." Freddie leaves the studio and goes downstairs.

Sam stands there, in shock of what just happened.

Cliffhanger! Will Sam come back? Or will she not? Find out in Chapter Ten! Coming soon to a computer screen near you...