I'm gonna give ya'll a quick warning, this is a chapter that focus's mainly around Heather. Weird, right? I just wanted to let her character out-of-the-box a bit. Also, in this chapter, we find out who the secret couple is, and I'll let you know, one of you was totally right!

I started writing this chapter while I was working on a movie thing for a friend of mine (He's so crazy, he'll probably get mad at me for not doing it exactly like he told me.) and since the computer is super slow, I'd click around and switch from writing to working. I'm still working on it, this thing took two days to work on, and I can't work on it in Florida, so that sucks, so I had to rush this thing out. I hope everyone likes this chapter, it's kinda confusing to me, but that might be because I'm freakin tired and have been up all night partying (Okay, I wasn't partying, I was video taping my cousin while he was running around chasing the cat screaming NINJA! LOL! He so funny, I loves him.) Yeah. So, enjoy, and review!

"Heather, why isn't my desk cleared?" Elliot asked as he paced around his father's old office, a Mclean grin on his face as he looked out the window.

"I'll clear it in a minute, Elliot! I'm still dealing with the cheese factory that wants to sue you!" She called to him from the living room.

"Cj, where is my iced coffee?" Elliot called out as he watched the boy walk by.

"It's still brewing. I'm going to the store to get the ice for it now."

"Cj... You know you are not to buy me ICE from a STORE, go to the springs and get me fresh water, then chill it. Come on, you should be used to this by now, don't tell me my father wasn't a bossy jack."

"Actually, you're worse than him." Cj said as he hunched his back and pounced away. Once Cj was gone, Elliot made his way to Heather. It's been a long time since he's had any womanly affection, ever since Sam left and all, and even a woman twice his age was looking pretty good right now. He snuck up behind her, his eyes looked down at her paperwork, reading all the things she had to actually try and understand. It almost made him feel bad that this woman doesn't even get paid for being his personal lawyer, not anymore at least. When Chris died, everything was left to his son, and that included Heather, whether Elliot wanted to pay her or not. Yeah, he chose not. Elliot was given every dime Chris had left including the money from his life insurance, which left loads for him. With that money Elliot paid back all of the dept he inherited from his father, and sold the show he inherited as well. With Total Drama out of the picture, Elliot still had to clear his name, so he went on as Chris's "Secret" son, and changed his name to Nick. Although everyone around here will still call him Elliot.

'Knockity Knockity Knock Knock' A cute, quick sound was heard at the front door.

"Who is that?" Elliot called as he retreated his perverted thoughts back to normal blankness.

"It's a person at the door. Answer it." Heather snarled as she took a few angry steps away from him.

"Answering doors is not my job, Miss Heather." Elliot said as he walked away, heading back to his office and closing the door. Heather kept her eye to him as he did, ensuring he was going to stay in his office for a while. Heather rushed to the door and opened it with an excited smile.

"Baby I've been wait... oh... It's you." Heather rolled her eyes to the side, her excited smile dropped dead when she saw who was really at the door.

"I've come here to see Elliot." Lacy said rather comely as she walked in and inspected the place, her eyes finding every crack of every object immediately. Heather knew this girl rather well, she was basically Sierra, just in a shorter package, she used to stalk Cody after he got married the second time. She was a small, blonde haired fan-girl, with sweet chestnut brown eyes.

"How do you even know he lives here? Only people that were related to Chris know about this place." Heather said as she closed the door slowly.

"Nonsense, I know about all of Chris's secret hideouts, vacation homes and his secret burial ground..." Lacy counted them off with her fingers, "But I came here because I really needed to see Elliot. I have a theory that not all of the whole, 'Dying' thing is true."

"What 'Dying' thing? Chris is dead, they had his burial several weeks ago, what, did you dig him up to preserve him in your room and he wasn't there?" Heather laughed about the thought, although that truly is something Lacy would do...

"That's exactly it! Well, not exactly, you see, that's how I got arrested... so I don't know if his body is there or not, but what I meant was that we can't trust what Ari told us."

"What do you mean what Ari told us?"

"She told cops she saw Alejandro have his neck sliced, even though he was already planning on faking his own death to run away to France, I think there is something fishy about that." Lacy placed her hands behind her back to conclude her investigation theory.

Heather looked slightly nervous, a drip of sweat made its way down from her forehead to her cheek.

"How do you know all that?" Heather shouldn't have asked, she already knew the answer.

"Well, duh! I traced his phone calls and left microphones around his house!" Lacy answered. That's the answer Heather expected.

"Isn't that illegal...? Besides, he moved around too much for even you to know where he lived."

"Actually, hehe, he did have one place that he lived in frequently, he visited it often no matter rain or shine. He, uh, frequented a lady there too when his wife wasn't home, would you know anything about that?"

"What lady would it be this time? Gosh, the man is such a dog, let me guess, it was some chick with black hair that dressed like me so he could fulfill his sick, twisted fantasies, right?" Heather tried to cover up her fake act, but it wasn't working. She had been Ale-Tainted herself.

"HAH! I knew it! I knew you had an affair with Alejandro, you just couldn't resist him, could you?" Lacy clapped her hands together, excitement suddenly filled the room, even though it was all emitting from her.

"Who said I had an affair with him? I'm happily married!"

"Happily married, yeah, and I'm a Ninja. Come on, Heather, you liked him forever, and he was head over heels for you. I know if it was you he accidentally knocked up that one night he was drunk, you'd be the happiest woman in the world."

"Wha... Whatever, Lacy." Heather looked to the side, covering her face, remembering that one terrifying night like it happened yesterday...

Crazy: To be mentally unstable.

Crazy in Love: To do absolutely anything your love interest asks of you, even if it seems a tad Crazy.

It was seven years after the Total Drama series said goodbye to it's first batch of contestants. Now,on the anniversary of the first episode, Chris rented a whole bar/hotel for the anniversary party. The top side was a four star hotel, the middle was a buffet, the bottom was a party bar. Love stricken hearts, lonely hearts, and broken hearts gathered around the bottom floor. Some danced, others drank, either way, neither the loved nor broken wanted to be alone tonight.

Duncan held Courtney close to him as they slow danced to a sweet song, the dance floor seemed to be empty compared to the love that beamed around them. Courtney snuggled into his sweet embrace, gave a romantic sigh, and closed her eyes. Duncan rocked her gently back and fourth, yesterday they got in a fight, today they got in a fight, tomorrow they'll probably get in another fight, but right now is what matters the most. Duncan kissed her head gently and whispered sweet nothings into her ear. He had to be clever with the way he phrased things to ensure Courtney either couldn't find a way to correct him or she'd be so turned on she wouldn't want to correct him.

"I think the stars are jealous of how bright your eyes shine, Princess." He whispered into her ear. She hugged him closer to her body.

"Tell me more." She whispered back to him.

"I love you more than... more than anything in the world. I love just being here with you, I love just moving with you, and having your sweet, sexy body so close to mine. I don't want to go to bed tonight without you, Princess."

"Mmm, you... I can't do that, Duncan."

"That's fine, babe, whatever you want. If you ain't ready, you ain't ready. I'm not gonna force you into anything."

"Good boy. Tell me more things about how beautiful I am."

"I think you've got the most adorable freckles I've ever seen on anyone. I mean, on anyone else they'd be dorky, on you, they're breath taking."

"Mmm, more..."

"And your arms, they're like, two majestic snakes that wrap around me and squeeze all the guts out of me."

"A little gross, but still, keep going."

"And your hips are like, J-Lo hips, except sexier... And I can touch these ones."

"Hmmm, keep going..."

"And your breasts are like... Hey, do you smell steak?" Duncan started sniffing around to find the source of the smell, leaving poor Courtney behind.

"Duncan! Dunky! Come back! You were just on the good part!"

Alejandro was about to give up. Heather wasn't coming over to him, not even to say hi, and after all he did to confess his love for her. In fact, they haven't seen each other in years, haven't even spoken to each other. Alejandro was starting to wonder whether she truly didn't have feelings for him at all.

Then he saw her walking by.

In a little black dress that showed just above her knees.

She wore long, black gloves, and had her hair up in a pony tail. She actually preferred the shorter hair over her long hair she used to have, and decided to keep it shoulder length.

"What a beauty" He thought to himself as she made her presence known to everyone else in the bar. She sat down a few chairs from him, and ordered a Lemontini.

"He looks so lonely... What the heck, the show is over, I can lose my pride for a quick doing of nice." Heather began to arise from her seat to make her way to Alejandro.

"My heart is beating out of my chest... She's coming to me! My flower is coming to me!" Alejandro thought as a smile perked upon his face, awaiting to talk to Heather, pretend he's drunk, maybe even confess his love towards her in a different way, maybe tonight things will go differently then they did on the show.

"Hey!" He called out to her, a smile actually made its way to her face too. She sat down right next to him, and seemed so aroused just by being around him that words didn't even have to make their way out of mouths. Heather jumped at him, hugging him tightly, and caressing the back of his head with her fingertips.

"Maybe we should go somewhere more private?" Alejandro suggested. Heather nodded as she jumped back to the ground, and the two made their way out the door and up the stairs.

"Your room or mine?" Alejandro asked as they came towards the doors.

"Which one is the closest?" Heather asked, a smile on her face and a daze in her eyes.

"Mine is right here..." Alejandro pointed, Heather grabbed the key card from his pocket and slid it down the door scanner, opening it instantly and rushing them both inside.

Alejandro picked her up, and threw her onto the bed, landing himself on top of her.

"I have something embarrassing to tell you before we do this..." Heather looked to her side, worry covering her face.

"What is it, flower?" He asked as he pushed himself onto her even more, he'd be squishing her if he went any further.

"I'm a virgin. I've never even gotten this far before."

"Baby, that's not something to be embarrassed about. I think it's sweet that you're clean. Truth be told... I'm one too." He caressed her face gently, her eyes came wide when she heard his words... "I am too." Was he just lying to get lucky, or did he mean it?

"If we're both clean, this would feel pretty weird, I think we should wait a little longer." Heather began pulling herself out from him, he let her go willingly.

"Wait until... when?" He asked her, a shock of anxiousness in his eyes.

"Wait until we truly know we're in love. I want our moment to be special."

"That's beautiful, my flower." Alejandro surprised her with a kiss. It felt so good she needed more, and she began biting his lip, waiting to make this thing go further, but he didn't let her.

"No... If you do that, we won't stay clean."
"Right... I know."

The two made their way back down to the bar, where a very special announcement was being made.

"Me and Courtney are getting married!" Duncan yelled into the microphone on stage as he held Courtney close to his side, tugging her even closer into a hug after he dropped the microphone. The two shared an onstage kiss, of which almost the entire crowd "Aww'd" at. Gwen, on the other side of the room, was steaming with rage. She wanted that love, no matter who it was with. It was at this point that she was realizing that the only man that ever treated her good was Trent, and now she doesn't even know if he's coming back into her life or not. She cried in her own little corner of the place, cried hard and long, not even the blasting of the music could drown her out.

"I want my baby back." She whispered to herself, shaking from how intense the crying session was.

"Gwen?" A rather familiar voice spoke up behind her. She turned quickly to see her old flame, dressed in a striking tux, and a lime green tie with a guitar on it.

"Hi, Trent... I haven't seen you in a while..." She looked around for an excuse to go back to sitting as she brought herself to his face. She looked in his shockingly gorgeous green eyes, one of his most dazzling features. She'd love to have eyes that color.

"Would you like to dance?" He asked, lending out a friendly hand.

"Sure... I'd love to..." Gwen took it gracefully, and he led her to the dance floor. First it was a friendly slow dance, then their arms length contact turned into hip holding, and hip touching, and soon they placed their heads on each others shoulders.

"I missed you, Gwen." He whispered to her and he held her even tighter. She could feel him just the way she felt him when they first began dating.

"I missed you too... And... I love you."

"I love you too..." Trent squeezed her even tighter, a teardrop falling down his cheek as he began to remember how hard things were without her.

Alejandro gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before leading her down to the dance floor as well. He quickly wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him, letting his hands wander around her body.

"Babe, stop it..." Heather tried to push away, she still didn't want others to know she liked him, and doing this would be a big giveaway.

"Come on baby, it's just a little dancing."

"You're groping me, quit it!"

"I am not, I'm just loving you. I thought you'd like it..."

"Well, I don't!" Heather forced him off and angrily stepped over to the bar and grabbed her Lemontini she left alone a while ago. Alejandro walked after her, sitting next to her and trying to figure out why she was being so complicated.

"What's wrong, Heather? Why are you being this way?" He said in a slow, calm, and sweet voice.

"I... I don't want to be with you." She said tearfully as she placed the glass to her lips.

"Why... Why don't you want to be with me?"

"I don't know! You just seem too mature to be with a girl like me."

"Mature? You think I'm more mature than you? Heather, you are a beautiful, strong, confident woman, you should be respected above anyone else here. Especially me, I worship you."

"It just seems too good to be true. Everything is, everything has been since that moronic show. You think you've finally found the man of your dreams and he either cheats on you or dies."

"Who's died?"

"Well, nobody yet, I was talking about how on the show couples would be pulled apart by elimination. If we start a relationship, imagine all the problems we'd get."

"Now you're just making excuses. I love you, and unless I'm mistaken you love me too, and we should be together because nothing can pull lovers apart."

"I don't want to be with you, Alejandro. Just let me be alone." Heather turned away from him, tears showing how she truly felt right now.

"If that's the way you want things to be." Alejandro placed a hand on her shoulder just to feel her skin shiver under his touch, and then walked away.

"Ah, love is so tender, so wonderful, so... YUCK!" Chris said as he watched the party go on as he drank a glass of wine.

"If we're on a low budget, why would you rent out an entire four star hotel and bar for these kids that you don't even like?" Chef asked as he sat behind him.

"Because not only the total drama kids are here, fans of me are here as well, and that's good business for the next season. If you think about it, I could rack up a ton of money from charging for autographs alone!"

"It's been half a day and you haven't earned a dime."

"Shut up, will ya? I know my strategy works, it just takes some time."

"Sure, whatever you say."

Two hours had passed, and right now Heather was watching the drunken girls fall over Alejandro like he was the only man in the world. He was pretty drunk too, and had no idea what he was doing, but he knew he liked the attention. One girl began kissing him intensely, and soon took his hand and led him to the bathroom. Heather didn't see him again for at least another hour. And when she did see him, he made a very stupid announcement.

"I just lost my virginity!" He shouted, the drunken men clapped, and the drunken ladies stared, wishing it was one of them he lost it with. He walked off the stage, trampling over everything he didn't see, and soon it was clear that he wasn't alright.

Heather jumped over to him before he had the chance to fall, and grabbed him by the chest to pull him up.

"Come on, you need to rest." She said as she tried to drag him back up the stairs to the hotel. He mumbled several vulgar things, but didn't refuse this close contact. He was also feeling very, very sick right now.

"Heather...?" He mumbled as they made their way to the top of the stairs.

"Yes?" She said as she tried to look at him.

"I want you." He mumbled before collapsing onto the ground. Heather tried her best to pick him up, but he was too heavy and she was too thin.

"Come on, Alejandro, you need to get up!" Heather said as she dragged him by the hand to his room door. She searched his pocket for the key, praying he still had it, also praying he didn't place it in some stupid place like the front of his pants. Then again, he's not stupid. And, then again, he is very stupid when he's drunk like this.

"Alejandro, where is your key card?" She asked as she continued to pat around to see if she found it.

"In my shirt." He mumbled. It was a miracle he responded properly. Heather turned him over and patted around to see if it was there.

Nope.

"I can't find your key, we're going to my room." Heather said as she tried to pick him up again.

"Are we going to do things your mother would never approve of?" He mumbled with a pervy smile as he brought himself up and grabbed her by the back, forcing his weight onto her.

"No, we aren't. We are going to fix you up."

"In more ways then one, I hope." Alejandro hunched onto her even more, kissing her neck tenderly as he did so.

"What are you doing to me? Stop! You really are a rapist, aren't you?"

"I would never do that! I'm a good man, I have respect for... Uh oh..." He stopped before collapsing to the floor again and started throwing up.

"Ugh, I was hoping to get you to a bathroom before this happened." Heather said as she watched him hopelessly. After he was done she tried picking him up again, praying she didn't get anything on her. Soon they reached her door, and she gently placed him onto the ground.

"Make love to me, right now." Alejandro reached out for her hand, a fire in his sparkling eyes. She couldn't resist his request for long, so she hurried him in. It was tempting to just throw him on the bed, strip him bare, and get her way with him, but she couldn't take advantage of him, not in his condition, even if they'd both enjoy it.

"Get in the bed if you can, I'm going to make some tea." Heather said as she tried helping him up before leaving to get a pot of water.

"Is it seductive?" He asked as he climbed up into the bed.

"Is what seductive?"

"My body." He responded. Heather shook her head before stepping away from him.

"What a jerk, I try to help him out and all he can say is a bunch of sexy remarks about me and him. Ugh, at least he isn't talking about that girl he just messed around with. I'm starting to wish I had taken his invitation while I could have, now he isn't even a virgin anymore. It would have been so special to have him all to myself, and I'd be his. Like he told me so long ago, we could have conquered the world together, and we could have... If I had just shut my mouth and made love to him, and now I've missed my chance. None of this would have happened, and we'd still be doing it, and it would feel so awesome... Just to be next to him. Our love would be heard throughout the hotel, and we'd be together forever. He's more like me then I want him to be, and I think that's why I love him so dearly." Heather ranted on in her head before coming back to the room, and dropping the pot as soon as she laid eyes on him.
"Why are you naked!" Heather screamed at him.

"I thought you'd like a surprise when you got back."

"I was in the bathroom getting water for your tea because you're sick, and yet the only thing on your mind is doing it with me?"

"It'll make me feel better."

"Alejandro, shut up. And get your clothes back on." Heather said as she picked up the broken pieces of the pot and threw them away.

"I'm not putting anything on unless you put it on me."

"I'm not putting your clothing on you like some reverse prostitute, you're going to do it by yourself like a big boy, and then you're going to rest and tomorrow when you're hungover, you're going to leave and never see me again. Understood?"

"Nope."

"I hate you." Heather pounced away, angry, but incredibly turned on. She couldn't get the image out of her head, he's like a sexy, sweet, and smoking hot animal and she tried her best to not just attack him. But she had to take care of him, then move on, she just wanted to move on and never see him again.

"Heather, my flower, I'm waiting for you!" He yelled. Now he just seemed stupid, but still sexy. If she was going to take advantage of him, she had to do it right.

"I don't want to do anything right now, but I would enjoy just laying here with you." She whispered as she came over to the bed and placed the sheets over the two of them. She looked into his eyes, and they looked into hers. She kissed him, and soon the two began loving at each other. Heather's trick turned into her most wonderful fantasy, and her fantasy came true. She made love to him, gave him her all, and let the entire hotel know they were in love.

After their steamy hot session, the two were cuddled up in each others arms. Several sweet things were heard between the two. This was the one moment that they both finally felt like they had a purpose in the world.

"We did it. We conquered the world together." Heather whispered to him as she held his hand close to her heart.

"You bet, my flower." He whispered back to her. It sure did feel like they conquered the world.

"Several weeks later I got the call that the girl he messed around with that one night was pregnant, and I was enraged at who she was. Katie, that stupid twin girl. He wanted nothing to do with the baby, and insisted we keep seeing each other, but the fact he was going to be a father to a baby he'd never even know pained him each night he was with me. On our last night together he told me that he was going to propose to her, for the baby's sake, and he didn't really truly love her and she already knew he'd leave her once the baby girl was old enough to understand why. He couldn't see me anymore after the baby was born, and... I married for money, had a kid of my own, including a step kid... and now I'm pregnant!" Heather broke down as she told Lacy the entire story. Lacy patted her back like a friend would have, and kept on doing so even as Heather broke into tears.

"I didn't want it to come to this, I didn't want this to happen. I keep thinking that if I was the one he messed with the first time, I'd be the one to get pregnant, and we'd be a happy family. But I just had to refuse him, I had to keep to a moral I'd never thought I'd keep, and I ended up losing my virginity that night with him anyway, so why would it matter? He got lucky twice in a row, that son of a... God, I love him!"

"And when did you get pregnant with him?" Lacy asked.

"How... How'd you know he's the father?"

"Please, your story makes it obvious. Ari was old enough to know why her dad left her mom, and he left her, for you. I very much doubt you'd ever even do it with Cody if your life depended on it, although you did get a kid out of him, and now he thinks this one is his too."

"I love Alejandro, and I want to give him this baby, but I just want to know that we will be able to live without our secret getting out."

"Wait, Alejandro is alive?" Lacy asked. Both of their secrets are out...

"Ugh, why even bother faking it, you knew it before I even began to speak. He faked his death in front of his daughter so he could cut himself lose from his past family life. He wanted to keep her and let us have a family together, but he couldn't let the secret out, it'd be too risky, even though he wanted her to fake her death too. Now we're starting over, and all we want is peace, but clearly we aren't going to get it now that you know the whole story."

"What a jerk! He's not even going to keep contact with her?"

"When she's eighteen he's going to let her know that he's still alive, and he hopes she'll forgive him and move back here."

"Why eighteen, why not now?"

"Because when she's eighteen she won't need her mother's supervision anymore. She'll be free to come home."

"Well, don't you worry, I won't let the secret out." Lacy said as she started walking towards the door.

"Thanks, but if you do, remember you'll have the weight of both me and Alejandro on you, and you will not like it."

"I'll keep that in mind." Lacy squealed as she ran out the door. Heather prayed she wouldn't speak of this to anyone, but she knew there was no way of stopping her...

I have a headache. This took a while to write, mostly cause I had no inspiration. I have been debating over whether or not to write or to practice drawing Alejandro, I've been getting some good ideas on stuff to put him in, and as usual, I love practicing things! Haha, my friends think I'm crazy over him, even though when I was crazy about Duncan things seemed super fine and dandy. My friends are racist against Hispanics. Wait, they can't be, I'm Hispanic... okay, they're racist against Alejandro. They don't like hot dudes, in other words. So, I'm still working on this thing and I need it done by 4:30 and it's already almost 3:00, dang, I've gotta get this thing to go faster! But don't blame me, blame this crappy computer. Figures I'll be inheriting it once my mom saves up the money to get a nicer one. Still praying that my dad ditches out some money for me! Ah, with a nice computer, I'll be popping out stories left and right! SO, tell me how horrid this chapter was, or how wonderful it was. I swear the next chapter will be way better!

*~*MysticalChick*~*