A/N: I do not own Total Drama or anything else copyrighted.
"When did you two start dating?"
Both Courtney and Duncan stared at Dr. Field, frozen in their spots. After a moments silence, Courtney let out a sigh and quietly said, "June 10, 2007."
"Twelve years, huh?" Dr. Field asked. When the other two adults nodded, she said, "Wow... That would have been an impressive mark." When neither would remark, she asked, "How were your anniversaries? Were they different, or was there something you always did?"
"We always had sex," Duncan murmured, earning a harsh glare from Courtney.
"We usually had a nice dinner out," Courtney murmured, still giving Duncan an intense glare. "We always ate somewhere different."
"What was your best anniversary?"
Duncan looked over at Courtney. Her glare had softened, as now she was wearing a small smile. He smiled in return, giving her a bigger one than she was giving him, and quietly said, "Our fifth anniversary."
"We were finally allowed to drink in America, so we went to New York City," Courtney quietly continued, her smile increasing.
"We got so drunk that night," Duncan said, chuckling softly.
Dr. Field smiled softly. She had heard from the other Doctor that they weren't on good terms at the moment, nor have they been for a few years, but was happy to see them seemingly happy over reminiscing about certain events. She said to them, "It seems like that trip was a wonderful time for the two of you."
Duncan and Courtney continued to stare at each other, but their smiles softly faded. It was a good trip, it was a wonderful trip. Unfortunately, bad thoughts plagued into their minds. They both quietly said, "Yeah..."
Noticing the changed mood, the Doctor asked them, "So, I have something for the two of you to do during this session. I hope you will both be able to complete this." When the two adults turned to face her, she said to them, "I want you to two reveal a secret to each other. Something you never told the other while you two were once dating. Who would like to go first?"
Both Duncan and Courtney sat there, frozen. Their eyes were wide and fearful. Both knew exactly what they were going to tell the other person. Duncan finally let out a sigh and said, "I will." He turned to Court, feeling as nervous as she looked. He quietly said, "Court... Courtney... What were you told about that day?"
Courtney knew exactly what day he was talking about. "I, uh... I was told, right as it was happening, that you were having sex with a stripper," she quietly said. "I was told you had been drinking a lot and that you two had been flirting the whole time you were there..."
"I did drink a lot, and we did flirt a lot, but..." He shut his eyes, not wanting to look at her. "I never had sex with her."
That was the first time he had ever recited those words. A week prior, he had told her "you have no proof", but before, during their final arguments, he had openly proclaimed having sex with that stripper. They almost had sex, and were definitely having fun with foreplay, but nothing more had happened.
"B-but... but Brian said-"
"Brian?" Duncan repeated, his eyes widening and filling with anger. "My cousin, Brian?"
Courtney bit her lip, slowly nodding. She had always assumed Duncan knew Brian had told her. They never discussed where she heard the news from, though. "Yeah," she breathed out. "He, uh... He said he tried stopping you, but you kept walking away from them. H-he called me, and told me that you were having sex with her..."
Duncan nodded, keeping his mouth shut. His cousin had been the one to rat him out. Of course, there was nothing to tell, but walking away from a group of guys with a stripper to a hidden room probably would make anyone believe they were about to have sex. He said to her, "She was a friend from high school. We wanted to catch up, but couldn't in front of everybody. I promise-"
"Oh, don't even say 'I promise'," she snapped, interrupting him.
He let out a sigh. "Courtney-"
"No, Duncan. For years, for five whole years, I believed that you had sex with that woman. Here we are, five years later, and you're now telling me you didn't? Why didn't you try to convince me back then? I would have believed you more then than now! You could have told me the same story then and everything would have been okay."
"I was scared!"
"Of what?" she asked, giving him a dumbfounded look.
"Of everything," he said, giving her a pleading look. "We were getting married. Married! Something in my body snapped around then. I don't know what, and I can hardly remember that time, but..."
"I know you were scared," she said, her voice surprisingly soft. "You said that to me. Do you also remember what you said when you got home that day?"
Duncan thought long and hard about that. When he got home was the start of their long argument that caused their break-up. He still couldn't remember what he had told her a few days prior about him calling her a bitch and some other things. Right as he really began to think about it, the Doctor quietly said, "Why don't we discuss this another time. I didn't mean for that confession to bring up such an argument."
Dr. Field turned to Courtney and said, "If you'd rather not discuss-"
"No, Duncan needs to know this."
Duncan looked over at Courtney, curiosity written in his eyes. He needed to know what she about to say?
Courtney sighed, turning back towards Duncan. She seemed to void any trace of emotion on her face before quietly saying, "I had a miscarriage one month after we split."
He just stared at her. His mind was blank. She was pregnant? Suddenly he asked, "Court, why would you-"
"We weren't speaking then. We didn't talk until now, really. And I would have told you while we were together, but the day I planned on telling you... You came home and shut yourself in our room. You snapped at me when I tried asking you what was wrong. And after that, most of the time we spent together was filled with arguing."
"I'm sorry," he quietly said. He truly felt sorry, apologetic. He was also upset. He was frowning at her by this point. He softly asked, "How far along were you?"
"Four months."
He furrowed his eyebrows. He then asked, "How far along were you when you were going to tell me?"
"Two months. We broke up a month later." She let out a sigh and asked, "If I tried calling you a month after we broke up, would you have picked up?"
He thought about her question. He tried thinking about his life back then, how he felt and what kind of things he was going through. All he could remember was partying constantly, including drinking, making out and having sex with many girls. He quietly said, "I don't know. Probably not. I was... I don't remember being mad at you, but I certainly didn't want to think about you."
She nodded. She didn't look surprised or uspet. "I honestly didn't want to talk to you either," she said before letting out another sigh. "I'm glad I finally got to tell you, though."
Duncan shot up, his whole body sweating profusely. Continuing to take shaky breaths, he ran a hand through his hair. The dream, that horrifying nightmare, was so crystal clear in his head. He wanted to forget the images he saw, the horrifying things he said and did to Courtney.
He shot out of bed, not even caring that he was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts. He walked upstairs to Courtney's room and knocked on her door. He kept his head rested on his head, which held onto the side of the doorway. He took a few deep breaths in and out, trying to rid of the adrenaline that continued to pump through his body.
He watched her open the door, confusion written all over her face. She softly asked, "Duncan?"
"I shouldn't have asked you to marry me," he bluntly said. He continued, "Everything bad from our relationship came back and haunted me. There were so many bad things that happened... not as much as good things, but all the bad things consumed my mind. I... I basically blamed you. I was just too hung up on my own damn pride to realize this and actually do something about it. I shouldn't have hurt you like I did."
This was all so shocking to hear. She was so shocked to hear something like an apology coming from him. She softly asked, "Why are you telling me this now?"
"Did I hurt you? Physically? Around the time we broke up?"
She slowly shook her head, her eyebrows furrowing. "No... Why?"
"I had this dream... I knew it was a replay of everything I said and did. In the dream, I... I actually hit you."
Her eyes widened. She breathed out, "No, Duncan... You never hit me. Not once in our relationship were you physical in a harmful way."
He let out a sigh, nodding. "I'm glad I didn't hurt you then," he softly said.
She softly smiled at him. "You still didn't answer my question," she softly said.
He shrugged, giving her a small smile. "You deserve an answer, now that I sort of remember what went through my head back then."
She nodded, now fully smiling at him. She quietly said, "Thank you."
They stared at each other, smiling. It was the first time in five years that they had been at peace with each other. There was still a bit of turmoil, but they were no longer angry or upset at each other. Suddenly, Duncan leaned forward and captured Courtney's lips in his. She was shocked at first, but quickly melted into his kiss. She returned the kiss as they wrapped their arms around one another. They slowly walked back into her room and shut the door, not once breaking their liplock.
A/N: Don't think things are suddenly good between them! It's better, but there's more drama to come! And thank you all for the reviews. Really! Keep them up!