Author's note: Hey everybody, it's Lucky! I know a lot of you have been waiting for my next chapter of Spooktacular, but I promise you it WILL be up by Friday or even before. Anyway, since today is Valentine's Day, I wanted to celebrate with the beginning of a love story between everyone's favorite baddies, Alejandro and Heather. This story takes place right after the end of Season 3 and will deal with Heather trying to find out what happened to Al. At first this idea was a light oneshot discussed with my friends on formspring, but I think I am actually developing a complicated narrative for this one. This story is not related to my other AleHeather story, which has been discontinued, but I can assure that it is just as good and chock full of mysterious, danger, tension, and most importantly (especially today) romance. So sit tight kiddies and enjoy the ride!

EDIT: HAVE FIXED TYPOS AND TRIED TO MAKE THINGS MORE COMPREHENSIVE

Disclaimer: I don't own these people

It takes two to tango.

Chapter One: Up to Now

Present Time:

The tires of Heather's brand new crimson red Mercedes Benz screeched into the hospital's parking lot. She emerged from the car with a scowl on her face and made her way to the entrance. Instead of her usual revealing top, shorts, and wedge heels, she instead wore her sunglasses, a deep maroon sweater, dark brown capris, and black high heels.

Total Drama World Tour had ended towards the end of summer, and in the last few weeks the air had gotten colder and the leaves had begun to brighten into golden hues.

A few days ago:

Even though Heather had won World Tour, Ezekiel's animalistic attack had cost Heather her winnings. She had tried to sue to the show and Chris Mclean, but he had just smugly waved the release forms she had signed at the beginning of the season. Apparently, the show was not responsible for awarding her the prize if the money had been lost during the competition. Heather had fumed, cursed, and had been inches from clawing Chris's face off with her perfectly manicured nails, but there was nothing she could do.

She had of course thrown a temper tantrum once she had returned home, so her daddy had bought her the Mercedes as a "feel better" present. Sure her parents had to dip into her little brother Damien's college fund, but the kid was not that bright in her opinion anyway, so she felt no qualms in taking the car.

Interestingly enough though, when Heather had threatened to sue the show, Chris had merely laughed and said that Alejandro had already tried but had failed. Heather could recognize an evil grin in a heartbeat, having perfected her own since she was in middle school, so she almost flinched when one spread across Chris's face as he said, "Besides Heather, he lost a lot more than you did."

Heather had been "escorted" out of the Chris's dressing room after that point, but his words still rang in her ears for days after their meeting. Come to think of it, Heather had not seen Alejandro since the finale when she had kicked him off the volcano.

Heather had barely escaped the eruption and had almost been crushed by a huge rock that had fallen into the ocean from the volcano. Luckily the boulder had missed, but she was still exhausted and disoriented from the whole ordeal and slept most of the way home from Hawaii. When the cast had returned to Canada, Heather had been so hell bent on getting her prize, she hadn't care what the other cast mates did.

However, Chris's words haunted Heather, and no matter how she tried to put it out of her mind, she eventually found herself looking throughout various directories, trying to find Alejandro's contact information. The Internet and the phone directories yielded nothing and finally Heather had to swallow her pride and ask the other Total Drama cast mates if they knew anything. Most of them did not even return her calls or emails, though LeShawna did send an email reply with a picture of the same hand gesture she had shown Heather during the World Tour finale.

Heather was at her wits end, not used to doing so much work for no apparent reward. It had began to take a toll on her health, were her skin became blotchy, her hair lifeless, and her eyes slightly reddened. Heather cursed over her fading looks and asked herself why she was putting herself through such torture for Ale-jerk-dro.

She had rejected him during the finale and that was that. She had chosen money, not love. She had made the intelligent choice, hadn't she?

Heather's mother noticed the decline in her daughter's appearance recently and had offered to take her out for pedicures. Heather mother feared Heather almost as much as her father did, but she had been the one who had taught Heather that one's appearance was a direct reflection of their likelihood to succeed. Besides, Heather seemed much less irritable when she was being pampered.

Heather had agreed and throughout the whole car ride and even when they had actually gotten into the salon, she had complained to her mother about how fruitless her search had been and how the latino creep didn't even deserve this type of effort.

Heather's mother smiled and actually let forth a giggle and Heather testily asked her what she found so amusing. Heather's mother sympathetically took her daughter's hand into her own and said, "Sweetie, if you're going to this much trouble to check up on him, obviously you don't think he's not worth it. In fact, you must really care about this boy if you would let your nails reach this state."

"Mother, please! You saw the finale didn't you? I threw that jerk off of a volcano!"

"I also noticed that you kissed him. Oh my, did THAT bring back memories! That's just how your father kissed me on our first date. Hm, I guess that's the reason all his friends called him First Baseman even though didn't he play baseball."

Heather paled at her mother's recollections and promptly grabbed a garbage can to puke into. After she finished, she turned to her mother and said, "Never speak of THAT again."

Heather's mom chuckled, stroked Heather's hair, and said, "Heather, I've seen you face some of the most dangerous challenges on television for a million dollars, but I honestly think the thing you're most scared of may be your own feelings."

"Oh yeah, Mom? And what could that loser offer me that a million dollars could not?"

"He could make you feel like a million dollars dear. That's the way your Daddy has always made me feel, and I love him for it."

Heather remained silent, but she contemplated her mother's words. Suddenly her phone began to ring, and Heather answered, "Hello?"

"Hello Heather. It's me, Courtney," the CIT said in a rather nonchalant tone.

"Ugh, what do you want loser?"

"Hmph, well if you are going to take THAT tone, then I guess you really don't want to find out about Alejandro."

"ALEJANDRO? You know something? Tell me right now!"

"Not now Heather. I prefer to have these types of conversations in person. Let's meet at Maple Leaf Park tomorrow, and we'll talk more about it there."

"Damn it Courtney! Why can't you tell me now?" shouted Heather, but the line had already gone dead.

Heather growled in frustration and slumped down into seat. Heather's mom looked down at her daughter in concern and said, "Bad news dear?"

"No Mother, but after we're down here I need to pick up some new clothes. I think I'm finally going to get some answers tomorrow."

A/N: So what do you guys think? Heather revealed on the show that she was close to her mother, so even if she is a terror at home I wanted her mom to be a spiritual guide for her. Love your mommas children, it will be worth it in the end. So what is Heather doing at the Hospital? What did Chris mean (for those who have seen the finale, I think you have an idea)? What does Courtney know? What will happen tomorrow? Find out in the next chapter of It Takes Two to Tango! ALSO PLEASE LEAVE YOUR REVIEWS! I REALLY LOVE THEM AND MAY PUT CHP 2 UP TONITE IF I GET 5!