Okay I know I have my other story to do, but I just haven't had the inspiration lately (Obviously). But I have this and have most of it already planned out. I might need a beta, so if any one is interested, please let me know! Thanks for reading! No flames please!

"Alright maggots, we have to stop and switch ships and grab the other cast of losers." Chef announced as the season five cast came up to another large ship, almost a yacht, which contained the older cast.

Zoey raised her hand, curious as to why they had to grab the others. "Chef, I thought they had already left?"

"If you didn't notice before, they found a way to keep appearing randomly on the show this past season, so obviously they haven't gone anywhere, so now we have to pick them up so we can take you ALL back home and get you all out of our hair!" Chef scoffed.

"If you had any…" Scott whispered to the others. Surprisingly some of the cast laughed.

Chef whipped around in his chair, "What did you say boy!?"

Before the fight could continue further a ship honked its horn up ahead warning it was coming near to drop off the others.

"Okay, you all shut up so we can get a move on." Chef stopped the boat and started setting up a ramp for the others to cross on over.

An intern from the other ship helped attach the ramp while the older cast waited to cross.

Once everyone had settled on the ship, the intern left and told Chef Chris wanted to meet up at the island before the "event" happened. Chef nodded and put the ship into gear.

"What the hell is the "event" Chef?" Duncan asked with his fingers in the air making air quotations around event.

"None of your business delinquent, just the faster we get you all home the better." Chef sneered.

Duncan just shrugged and put his arm around Gwen who smiled back as they sat together. Across from them sat Courtney glaring at them with her arms crossed. Bridgette was sitting next to Courtney trying to distract her from the couple.

"Courtney, are you excited to go home finally?" Bridgette smiled.

Courtney looked over and nodded, "They are finally letting us go after all this time, and I honestly can't stand these people anymore, except you Bridgette." Courtney made a small smile. She knew everyone didn't like her very much, but she wasn't going to show it, she is THE Courtney, of course. The only people who honestly somewhat liked her was Bridgette and Geoff, sometimes Heather would be nice to her ever since the Duncan incident, but no one else, which was fine by her.

Courtney looked over at Duncan and Gwen again and this time they were cuddling and laughing about something stupid probably. Duncan was looking around and eventually caught Courtney's eye. She froze like a deer in headlights; but quickly recovered and turned her head the other way with a 'hmph'. Duncan rolled his eyes and went back to talking to Gwen. Courtney knew she was over Duncan and he was over her, but he didn't know what he was missing. She knew she was prettier and more talented than Gwen, and it was Duncan's loss. She could easily find another boyfriend; she has had other guys come after her, begging for her attention. Like….Justin for example! He was obsessed with her when she was "taken" during TDA. Courtney then proceeds to look over at Justin who is flexing his muscles while Beth admires from afar. Courtney frowns though when he pulls out his personal mirror and begins looking at himself. He was too self-conceited, totally opposite of her! Courtney huffed and put her chin in her hand and rested her elbow on her knee. She was pretty sure that no one else wanted to leave more than she did…

'What the heck? So these are the famous originals!?' Scott thought to himself. 'They look like jokes to me.'

He was leaning against one of the railings on the boat waiting to get off and go back home. He wasn't stupid; everyone hated him on that boat, even the people who haven't even personally met him! He slumped his shoulders and put both of his elbows on the railing; he winced as he tried to make himself more comfortable since he was still sore from the attack from Fang, but he knew he would get over it.

He had a goal when he came to this island, and that was to win that money. He didn't care about people hating him or hurting them, he had bigger problems to take care of then worrying about others. He was so sure that his tactic would work; making his team lose then voting them off, well it kind of did, since he did make it to the final four. But not enough to win, and instead it resulted him in bruises and being one of the most hated guys in Canada.

Scott watched as the boats pulled away from each other and Chef began driving them towards home. The waves were a little choppy that day, but mainly because of the wind. About fifteen minutes after the boats separated Scott noticed the ride was getting a little rough. Every ten or twenty seconds or so they would hit a wake and jump a little. Scott stood up straighter and gripped the railings. 'I've never really ridden a boat before, but I'm pretty sure it's not supposed to be this rough…' He winced as they landed the boat down on the water from a wave, but the boat kept going as the same speed, maybe even a little faster.

Scott looked around and noticed everyone else was probably thinking the same thing. They were all gripping the rails or their seats, and flinching when the boat got rough. He looked at the cast he was more familiar with to see what they thought. They all looked kind of worried, but tried to keep talking to each other to feel better. Scott looked at one group in particular; it was Dawn, B, Zoey, Mike, and Cameron. He felt they were all nerdy and too nice, but they got farther than he did in the game…well except for Dawn, B, and Mike. They were all laughing a little and seemed to be talking to Cameron about his prize money.

Cameron smiled and looked at his friends, "Having this prize money is great, but I'm honestly just happy to have made such great friends!"
"Aw! I'm glad that we are friends too Cameron! It wouldn't have been right without you! Especially with your interesting facts you shared with us every day." Zoey giggled and smiled while sitting and holding Mike's hand.

"Yeah Cameron, you were always there for me when I needed help with my MPD and never judged me for it, not many people are like that." Mike added.

"Thanks guys, I just hope we don't lose touch when we get back." Cameron smiled sadly.

Zoey then reached over with her other hand and held Cameron's.

"We won't Cameron, I promise. You two are my best friends and that is something that doesn't happen every day."

Zoey then looked over at B and Dawn and added, "That goes for you too, Dawn and B!" B smiled and Dawn looked at them.

"Of course Zoey! I know we didn't get to talk much during the competition, but I could tell from your auras we would all get along just fine." Dawn replied.

Zoey smiled and then grabbed Mike's other hand and started talking to each other in low voices. Dawn could tell that they were happy together, they were both good people and all they needed was each other. It took a lot for Mike to tell her how he felt because of his MPD, but doing so helped him gain control of his other personalities. He fought for what he wanted and falling in love is something that happens once in a lifetime, and he wasn't going to let that get away. Mike smiled his gap toothed smile and Zoey kissed him on the cheek. Dawn couldn't hear what they were saying, but she knew they were going to be together for a long time.

Dawn looked away giving them some privacy and wandered her eyes around the boat. She was glad that she came to the island; it gave her new friends, but it also changed her in some ways. She was stronger, and she knew what was right for her and to fight for it. She made some friends but that doesn't mean she didn't make any enemies. She side glanced at her red headed "enemy" and noticed he looked like he was deep in thought. Dawn didn't take him to be the thinking type and felt kind of uneasy about it. Dawn shook her head and looked down, knowing she was probably over reacting.

Dawn sat there and let her mind wander, but was soon interrupted when the boat hit a wave pushing her forward in her seat a bit.

"Jeez Chef, is he trying to kill us?!" Heather said out loud while trying to get herself up from the floor of the boat with Alejandro's help.

Dawn felt a headache coming on and put her hand on her forehead. Usually she didn't get them unless she was reading multiple auras or energies. Dawn tried to close her eyes and hoped it would go away on its own.

Jo and Brick were on the side of the ship near the helm. They were both leaning their backs on the rails of the ship talking to one another. Jo looked at Brick and snickered. Brick creased his eyebrows and looked at her.

"What's so funny?" Brick asked with suspicion in his voice.

Jo stopped laughing and gave a side glance at Brick. "Fashion school? Really?" Jo asked in disbelief.

Brick sighed and crossed his arms. "Yes, is that a problem Jo?" Brick answered with some annoyance.

Jo shook her head and smirked. "No, I just thought you wanted to go in the Army, that's all. I never would have guessed your real passion," Jo mocked.

"Just because Im interested in fashion, doesn't mean I don't want to go into the Army." Brick defended.

"It's just something I hope I can do after my tour of duty." He added.

Jo answered with a nod and thought about it for a second.

"I guess that makes some sense…kind of. So, have you talked to any recruiters or whatever yet?"

"Well when I get back I have a meeting with one about which position I should take and train for." Brick answered.

"Is there a certain position you want more than others?" Jo asked with some interest.

"Not really, just anything that can get me out in the field and fight for our country." Brick smiled. "It's something I've wanted to do since I was a kid."
Jo nodded and looked at Brick. "I think what you are doing it is really tough Brick, but I think you will be okay…even though I beat you at everything when we competed on the island."

Brick then turned and faced Jo.

"How do you know I wasn't just being a gentleman?" Brick smirked. Jo turned and took a step forward and was inches away from his face.

"Or maybe I'm just that good?" Jo asked with her hands on her hips. Just as Brick was going to give her an answer the boat lurched forward, coming to a sudden stop. Jo fell atop of Brick with an 'oomph.' Once Jo was able to recover, she realized the position she was in with Brick and quickly rolled off of him before he noticed or said something.
'That was close.' Jo thought. 'But what they heck caused the boat to stop like that?' Jo looked around and noticed everyone getting up rubbing their heads or backs from the fall they also experienced.

Heather then got up and started walking toward the helm of the boat with a look of death in her eyes. "Chef! I thought you were a certified driver! I swear, if Chris is making us do some challenge when we are so close to going home, I am going to—" Heather stopped midsentence when she reached the helm. She took in the sight before her and put her hand over her mouth.

"What the hell!?" Heather yelled with a terrified look on her face. Alejandro rushed over and put his hands on her shoulders and looked around her. There was blood spattered on the steering wheel and all over the control panel. They then noticed some droppings of blood on the floor but stopped once it had reached the exit of the helm on the other side. Sierra then came over and did the same thing as Heather, but instead of standing there she asked the most important question.

"Where is Chef?!"

Duncan was helping Gwen up when he heard Heather scream. Gwen then asked the same exact thing that Duncan was thinking.

"What is going on, is someone hurt?" Duncan looked at Gwen and made her sit down. "I will be right back, just stay here." Duncan then ran over and saw the scene before him.

"Shit, what the hell happened?!" Heather looked at him with a look on her face that said that was a dumb question.

"How the heck are we supposed to know?" Duncan was about to inspect further, but was stopped when the control panel exploded with sparks and fire. Duncan covered his face with his arms and took a few steps back. Cameron a few feet away then gasped and looked at the others.

"Uh, guys, I think we have a bigger problem on our hands…" Cameron said while looking over the side of the boat. Duncan and some of the guys ran over and looked. Oil was spilling from the tank of the boat, spreading into the water and side of the boat. The control panel exploded again and the flames grew larger. Duncan ducked with his back turned and looked at Geoff and Alejandro.

"We need to get everyone off the boat! This thing is going to explode and we are going to go with it!" Duncan yelled over the blasts and fire crackling. The guys then quickly nodded and started yelling for everyone to get off the boat. Geoff went over and grabbed Bridgette.

"Come on Courtney, we have to go!" Bridgette grabbed Courtney's arm as well and started pulling her to the front of the boat. Courtney looked over her shoulder and saw Duncan pushing Gwen towards them as well.

"Gwen you have to go, I promise I will be okay." Gwen shook her head and wanted to stay with him or have him go with her. Dj then came over and picked her up.

"Let's go Gwen, Duncan will be okay, he knows what he is doing." Gwen tried to fight out of his grasp, but he was too strong for her. Eventually she calmed herself down and was able to run with Dj towards the front of the boat.

Duncan started weaving and dodging everyone trying to get to the back of the boat. As he got closer he pulled out his knife and looked over the edge. He saw two folded up lifeboats and started cutting off the rope holding them in. Another explosion happened and was the largest one so far. He could feel the heat from where he was standing and knew he didn't have much time left. He started cutting faster and was able to get one undone. He then began the next one, but knew he was pushing his luck. He was sweating and was mumbling to himself.

"Come on, dammit!" He then felt someone push him over a little and looked to see who it was. Scott had out his knife and started cutting where Duncan was working. He was sweating as well and looked to be in pain too. Eventually the two got it undone and each grabbed one. Scott then ran to the side and jumped over without a word to Duncan. Duncan shook his head and figured he should probably do the same. He then saw some sparks fly over the edge and Duncan sprinted to the edge and jumped the exact moment the boat burst into flames.