AUTHORS NOTE: I want to say that my first story on this pair was written and posted after I had been away from writing for a while. I was inspired to come back after reading some really excellent fics about the pair. So if this is not your cup of tea, that's fine everyone has their opinion but I do not want to be told you wont read the story because of the pairinng and it is uncool to pair a legal aged teen with a guy in his twenties. If you have a problem with this than may I direct you to Devianart and the many ways people have taken liberties with aa lot of fandooms.

This story is a slight A/U. TDI takes place in 2002, making Chris to be in his early twenties, while the teens in the story are 16. Major Pairings; Gwen/Chris, Duncan/ Courtney. Starts at the end of TDI and goes all the way to all stars, with an alternate season of Pahkitew Island. Enjoy :3

Coral pink sunlight filters through white blinds onto the bed below. After a stressful 8 weeks of crazy, danger inducing challenges, Gwen the loner goth girl felt

completely and utterly rested.

Snuggling deeper into the sheets Gwen eyes widened to the size of saucers. The night before came rushing back to the forefront of her mind. She felt as though she had

been hit with a semi truck. There next to her was none other than the host of the show Chris Mclean.

The sixteen year old began to panic. 'Ugh,' why had she let her tiny crush on the host lead her to show him some kindness, even after he had spent the last for 8 weeks

torturing her. Maybe it was because of the incident between Trent and heather, or how Trent tried to convince her through the final challenge the kiss with heather

meant nothing. The goth growled. She thought her and Trent had something but boy was she wrong.

A shift from the other side of the bed brought the teen out of her thoughts. Mocha eyes gazed over at the mop of dusty black hair. It almost felt surreal. Teal lips

brushed the top of the man's head. Even if she felt bad about leaving the older man, she knew if she stayed; one: she would never want to leave, two: she had signed a

ten year contract with the company and the chance of the other contestants finding out was becoming greater with each passing moment.

Swiftly Gwen gathered her clothes from around the room. After quickly getting dressed her eyes landed on the hosts form. A bittersweet smile formed on her face,

without a word she made her way out of the trailer and back to the campsite.

The loner goth looked around confused. Her fellow teens were passed out in multiple locations throughout the camp. 'I guess they really hit the celebrating hard last

night' she thought, making her way to the mess hall hoping for some actual breakfast food. To her surprise there was a large spread of various foods ranging from

snacks to breakfast. The goth's mocha eyes glistened just looking at the spread, that was until the chef's chuckle turned cackle reached her ears. Turning her full

attention to the large built man, she was filled with instant regret. The look on chef Hatchet's face was one of, 'I know what YOU did last night.' Gwen groaned, walking

up and grabbing a tray, she started filling it with different fruits and sweets. When she got in front of Chef the teen sighed as she rolled her deep brown eyes. "You are

not going to let this go are you?"

"Nope, the same goes for Pretty Boy." placing pancakes and bacon onto the goths plate. She groaned audibly at Chef Hatchet's reply. Walking over to one of the tables

said 'host' entered the mess hall.

"Yoooo, Chef." the 22 year old greeted, "Niiiice spr-eh-aad." grabbing himself a tray. Unlike with the teen Chef burst out laughing as Chris stood in front of the taller

man.

"Dude, you okay?" The host asked, taking a step back. Chef flicked a tear away as he continued to laugh. "Dude, you are really starting to freak me out." Chris said.

Between the two men Gwen had gotten up to grab some more breakfast, which she really regretted when she heard Chef greeting her. " Oh, HEY Gwen." The tv show h

ost froze. Chef chuckled watching the pair's reactions.

"Chef!" Chris warned through clenched teeth. Chef burst out in laughter. "You know what, " Chris raised his voice, "I will be having breakfast in my TRAILER!" as he

stormed out.

Once the pissed host was gone, Chef brought up a large take out cup of coffee. "ooops , guess I forgot to give him his precious coffee." smiling at the teen goth.

'You have got to be kidding!' Gwen thought as Chef placed the cup on her tray. Giving the bigger man an icy stare she left to follow the Tv host's direction. The goth grumbled all the way to chris' trailer. She was about to knock when she heard Chris mumbling about incoherent things.

It was about 2minutes before a drip of hot coffee dripped onto Gwens thumb. "Ow!" the girl shouted. "Totally forgot about his stupid coffee." the teen muttered.

Inside the trailer, she heard a few clunks and crashes; when the door swung open with a heavy breathing Chris standing in its frame. "EXCUSE ME!," the host said, "but

this area is off limits!" popping his lips on the word 'limits'.

Gwen could feel the ire start to boil within her. "Shove it, McLean" pushing the coffee to his chest as she entered the trailer.

"uh , DUDE!" he shouted. In turn the 16 year old glared at the older man. This however did not stop the host from continuing, "this is MY trailer!" making a big emphasis

on the word my. The teens' glare intensified.

"That's rich coming from you McLean. Since, that. is. not. what. happened. last. night." punctuating her words for emphasis. At that the host deflated taking a seat

across from her at the dinette. The two sat in silence while they ate breakfast.

Chris sighed, rubbing a hand down his face. On one hand both wanted to tell the other how they felt but on the other neither could come up with a way to break the ice.

Until Gwen got up. Placing a hand to the man's stubbled cheek, mocha stared into onyx eyes filled with a mix of emotions but a strong shine of longing reflected

through.

The goth brought her teal lips to his in a sweet, slow simple kiss.

When they broke apart Chris whispered against her lips, "I still want you, will you stay?" A smile graced the young goths face. The pair spent the next weeks together

even though it was getting more difficult now then ever since the announcement of a second season. Due to the chase for the case ended with a fourteen way tie, including Gwen.