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Photo Finished

The divers changed into their new dive-suits. They were form-fitting. Like, extremely form-fitting. "Am I the only one that can barely breathe?" Owen asked when he got out of the changing room.

Then Izzy stepped out in her suit. {Connor: I'm not gonna lie. She was flippin' hot! AH! *Slaps himself* Bad Connor! She's with Owen.} "Lookin' nice, Izzy." Connor said as she walked by, disregarding his existence.

Duncan and Harold, and Heather and Leshawna were led to their stations. Both groups got a separate tent equipped with a sonar system and radio communicator. "Be warned," Chris said, "these radios follow the same rules as the divers' ones." Harold groaned. {Harold: So basically if we find something the other team will be able to hear about it too! This is bogus!}

The Pioneers then put on their helmets and dove in. The Patriots were still trying to figure out how they could use their regular cameras underwater. Ted however had a plan. "I already have an underwater camera." He explained. {Ted: A good journalist is always prepared for any type of shot.} "How 'bout this: if any of you guys see anything then just call me."

"That's taking a pretty big risk dude." Connor said. "The other team's gonna hear if we say anything."

"I was on my school's swim team. I can get there and back to Chris in no time. The Pioneers won't stand a chance."

"Okay, if you want to do it." {Gwen: If Ted is right, then we win the challenge and get to sleep in a luxury hotel. If he's wrong, he'll go home no matter what. It's a win/win.}

They put on their helmets and dove in. They decided to pair up again, like in Seattle. Cody went with Connor, Gwen went with Izzy, and Ted went alone. Cody and Connor swam in silence for about three minutes until Cody decided to ask the question on his entire team's minds. "Dude, why does Izzy hate you so much?"

Connor sighed. "It's because I voted for her in Seattle."

"I know that feel, bro. But why would that make Izzy mad?"

"I guess because she thought I liked her, or something."

"Do you?"

"Well, yeah, I guess. I mean, she's totally hot and, I'm not gonna lie, I'm kinda' into the crazy type. But she's with Owen. I just couldn't do that to someone."

"Um, dude, they broke up."

"Huh?"

"Yeah. In season three. Jamaica." {Connor: How did I forget that? Aw man! Stupid! *Smacks forehead*}

Meanwhile, Harold was detecting something on the sonar near Sierra. "Sierra, there's something huge coming your way! Get ready!" {Sierra: I was totally freaking out! If I were to get eaten by some giant lake monster, it would be the end of the Cody bloodline! I wasn't gonna risk Cody Jr.'s life just for a challenge! Or Sierra Jr.'s life. Or maybe Roxanne's life. I'm still deciding on the name.} Sierra quickly swam away from the approaching monster. "Sierra! What the heck are you doing?!" Harold exclaimed.

"Cody Jr./Sierra Jr./Roxanne will not be put in danger!" It was then that a large shadow passed over Sierra. "AIIIEEE! I'll protect you, my child!' She screamed, putting her arms around her stomach.

It was then she heard Owen over her radio. "Um, Sierra, whatcha doin'?" Sierra looked up to see Owen floating above her.

"Of course it is." She muttered.

Meanwhile, Ted was swimming through the lake, taking pictures of all the amazing stuff underwater. {Ted: This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I can't risk missing these awesome shots.} Robin saw him taking a pic' of some fish. "Hey, you're Ted right?" She said.

"Yeah." He said, not looking away from the fish. Robin wasn't going away so he turned to look at her. "Aren't you on the other team?"

"Yeah. I was just wondering why you're trying to take a shot of a school of fish. Shouldn't you be trying to find Champ?"

Ted sighed. "I am a journalist." Ted explained. "And, as a journalist, I can't risk losing a good picture, no matter how worthless it may seem. When I take a look at these fish, I don't see fish. I see a story waiting to be told. What are these fish thinking? What are their stories? I see a perfect picture just waiting to be found in this scene. I see a message that can be told to millions of people, just through this picture." {Robin: God, that's so hot!}

{Gwen: God, that's so corny!} It was then that Gwen heard something nearby. It sounded like… snoring? She swam over a ridge to find a huge Plesiosaur-like monster sleeping on the lake bottom. "Ted, get over here fast! We found Champ! Come over to the ridge by the docks!" Ted quickly swam in her direction. Unfortunately, Robin was close on his tail.

Ted easily got to Champ first. He raised his camera, pressed the button, and… Nothing. The camera wouldn't take a picture. "Oh no! I'm out of film!" {Gwen: The guy wasted all of his film on shots of lake-life and other worthless junk. See ya' later, Photo-boy.} Robin swam up and quickly snapped a picture. She swam back to Chris as the Patriots cussed out Ted loudly over the radio.

When Robin got ashore she ran up to Chris and showed him the pictures. "Congratulations Killer Pioneers! Tonight you shall sleep in the best Bed & Breakfast in all of Quebec!" The Pioneers cheered.

Connor crawled out of the lake. {Connor: So now we face our third elimination. Sorry Ted, but you gone.} Izzy crawled out next. She walked right up to Connor with her fists clenched. Connor quickly put his hands over his head. "Okay, whatever I did this time, I get that you're mad but-" Izzy stopped him by kissing him. "You heard what I said?"

"Kinda' hard not to."

And that was the perfect way to end with a loss.