Hey everyone! Welcome to another chapter of this story! I was debating with myself about whether or not I should post this chapter (I kept trying to find ways to make it better) but I realized if I want the story to be able to continue and be really good later on, I would need to keep this chapter the way I originally had it.

Oh, and last chapter I asked everyone to guess who was calling to Heather at the end of the chapter. No one guessed right (which wasn't too surprising since I tried to make it a challenge). The people that the reviewers guessed it was going to be are: Alejandro (the most popular guess. Don't worry, he'll be in the story soon!), Duncan, Owen, Courtney or Izzy. The person who was calling to Heather (who is also the POV that this next chapter will be in) is...


"Heather!" I called as I ran up to her. She spun around with a surpried look on her face.

"Sierra?" she asks in shock.

"What are you doing here?" we both asked at the exact same time.

"Well," she began "I...um...I..." She was obviously trying to think up a lie, and doing a horrible job of it. "I'm, uh, here to... buy some milk in that store, right there." She pointed to the 7-Eleven behind her. "Yeah, that's why I'm here," she finished. Not exactly her best work.

"Oh, so you live around here? I haven't seen you around before," I said, trying to get the truth out of her. I very well knew she didn't live around the area. In fact, I knew her exact address. I knew the exact address of everyone on Total Drama. Well, almost everyone. Izzy moved around a lot since the RCMP was still after her, so it was harder for me to track her down.

"I don't. I live over an hour away. I came here because the convenience store by my place was all out of milk." She said it almost as if she was proud of her little lie. But that only lasted a few seconds, until she realized how stupid what she said was.

I noticed she was holding something in her right hand. It looked like some kind of flier. "Hey, what's this?" I asked, grabbing the paper out of her hands. (Yes, it wasn't exactly the nicest thing to do, but think about it. Would she actually have shown it to me if I hadn't?)

"No!" Heather cried, trying to snatch it back from me. I held it behind my back, then pretended to stare at something over her shoulder. After a couple seconds, she spun around to see what I was looking at (A/N: Try doing that next time you want to focus someone's attention away from you. It works sooooooo much better than the "Hey, look at that!" trick.) and I quickly read over the paper.

"Hey!" she said when she realized I'd tricked her. She grabbed the flier out of my hands and crumpled it into a ball. But she was too late. I'd already finished reading it. I looked at her with a smug smile on my face. She looked at me with a face of panic. "How much did you read?" she asked quietly.

"Everything." I replied. "Now tell me for real this time, Heather. Why are you here?"

Heather sighed and uncrumpled the flier. She held it out for me to look at again. It was an ad for the building next door to 7-Eleven, an obstetrics clinic.

I read over the flier again, then looked back up at Heather. She looked at me. We stared at each other for what felt like hours, until she took a deep breath and whispered, "I-I'm pregnant." Then she burst into tears.

For some reason (I honestly have no clue why) I believed her right away this time. You might think it was because she was crying, but Heather had fake cried before, more than once I might add. Like I said, I didn't (and still don't) know why I believed her, but I did.

"Oh my gosh!" I cried as I realized what I'd just discovered. "Did you just find out?"

She nods. "Two days ago," she whispered.

"OMG! How far along are you?"

"Four months." By that point, I could barely hear her.

"Oh! So have you-Wait, did you say four months?"

She nods again, then gets up, runs back to her car, and drives away.

Hey, weren't we still on TDWT four months ago? I thought. Heather couldn't have gotten pregnant then. She's lying to me again! Unless... OMG!

I whipped out my cell and called a cab (I didn't have a car, and Heather lived over an hour away). Ten minutes later, the taxi arrived and I was on my way to solving this puzzle...


Oooo, so now that Sierra knows Heather`s secret, who knows what could happen next? Well, I do! :D

BTW, part of the next chapter will involve an interview with Heather. (It sounds weird, I know, but it'll all make sense soon!) Anyway, if you could please send in some suggestions for questions (preferably pnes about TDWT and/or Alejandro) that would be greatly appreciated! I might not use all of them, but please send them in anyway! Thank you!

Thanks soooooooooooo much for reading this! See you next chapter!