Heather didn't want to be here. After being diagnosed with depression a year prior and losing one of the best things that ever happened her, she was being thrown back into hell.

She was grateful that the Revenge of the Island incident had been a prank, she honestly had no clue how she could've been able to handle being back in the game just short of two months before his death. Even now, she wasn't sure how she was going to cope with it.

Nonetheless, she had been deemed as an All Star. The fourteen "best" contestants were brought back for another season in order to be deemed as the true Total Drama All Star. But there was a flaw with that.

The first was who they had brought back. How could seven contestants who were only in one season be deemed as an All Star? Especially when not all of them even made the merge. Also, not all of the original competitors were rightfully chosen. Despite her bitter hatred, the only person that she thought was deserving of being on another season was Courtney.

The second was because Alejandro wasn't there. He obviously couldn't be, but it still felt odd. If anyone deserved to be in a season full of All Stars, it was Alejandro. That was something that Heather knew deep down.

So here she was, boarding a military-type plane full of twelve other people that she knew couldn't stand her. However, everyone else noticed how Heather wasn't the same. Most of the original competitors didn't want to actually speak to her, so the first to stand up and sit beside her was Zoey.

Heather didn't remember much about the redhead, only that she referred to her as The Heather. That and how she referred to her as a loser.

"Hey…" Zoey had a nervous smile, like she was scared to speak to her,"Is everything okay?"

"I…" Heather bit her lip. She wasn't sure if talking to Zoey was the best idea. However, this was the first time someone seemed to genuinely care if she was okay,"No…"

The two were pretty far away from anyone else, and frankly, she would rather talk to her over anyone else.

"Is it because of...you know…" she sighed,"Alejandro,"

All Heather could do was nod with a frown,"Yes...he should be here. He deserves to be here,"

"Won't you see him after the show?" Zoey asked.

"No...he never texted me. Never called. I'm pretty sure that he is dead. And it's my fault," she looked towards Zoey.

Zoey shook her head,"This isn't your fault! There is no way that you tried to make this happen,"

"I didn't try to...but it still happened," Heather crossed her arms and rested on the metal of the plane as they took off,"And now I have to live my life knowing that,"

"Did you...care about him?"

"I didn't only care about him...I trusted him," she still stared out the window,"He is the first person in my entire life that I've trusted...and I broke the trust...this is all because of me,"

"Originals on one side and newbies on the other," Chef ordered.

Zoey stood up and sighed,"We'll talk about this later…"

For the rest of the short flight, Heather sat alone. The plane stopped and everyone froze. When she looked out the window, all she saw was the island and a lake. They were being forced to jump.

All of those from Revenge of the Island looked scared to death, while all the others weren't even nervous. All of them were on World Tour and had nearly fallen to their death on several occasions. Heather was the only one on there that hadn't taken the Drop of Shame.

"Line up to jump," Chef shouted as the door opened and Mike looked down with wide eyes. He was quickly shoved out and all the newbies went wide eyed.

Zoey watched as he fell with fear in her eyes and leaped out of the plane, diving down as she called out his name. Lightning slid towards the opening and couldn't help but chuckle,"You call that a dive? Watch this, sha-AH!" as he fell out of the plane.

Next was Cameron, and Chef grabbed him by the his hood and the bottom of his jacket. The bubble boy stared up at Chef with wide eyes,"This is highly illogicAL!" he shouted as he was quickly tossed out of the plane.

Sam was then grabbed by the collar of his shirt while he twiddled his thumbs across his gameboy,"Not cool," he told Chef as he was quickly dropped.

After Sam came Scott. He had a tight grip on Chef's leg and continued to beg for him to not have to jump. However, Chef quickly rolled his eyes and shook the ginger off. As he fell out of the plane, he screamed.

The final newbie was Jo. When Chef tried to push her out, she held both sides of the opening firmly,"You're a dead man McLean!" she yelled as she was pushed out.

When all of the newbies were gone, everyone grew nervous again. No parachutes. Courtney was quickly grabbed by her ankle and dangled over the edge.

"This is not in my contract!" she pointed to Chef as he dropped her.

Moments later, he held Gwen over his shoulders and tossed her out,"He wasn't her boyfriend at the time!"

Duncan was about to be grabbed by Chef, but he crossed his arms and jumped himself,"Bring it on,"

Finally, Heather stood over the edge and bit her lip. She shut her eyes and jumped. As she began to fall, she heard her nickname from Chris. Devious Diva. She opened her eyes with a scowl,"I hate CHRIS!"

When she hit the water, she quickly resurfaced and began to kick her legs. The lake wasn't too cold, but she wanted to get out of there.

"New plan, we overthrow Chris and split the money amongst all of us," Cameron suggested,"76,923 dollars and eight cents for all of us,"

"Wait…" Courtney looked around,"There are eleven of us down here...then Sierra and Lindsay," she paused,"There are seven newbies and six originals. Why would Chris make it uneven?"

"Who cares? None of us want to actually be here," Duncan shrugged,"I bet that Alejandro was supposed to be the seventh one, that eel,"

"Hey," Heather snapped,"You're just a punk little ass who cheats on all of his girlfriends,"

"And your boyfriend is a manipulative bastard,"

"He isn't my boyfriend!"

"Oh that's right, I almost forgot that he was swimming in lava last year," Duncan scoffed,"How's he doing anyways, I heard that third degree burns hurt like hell,"

"Shut up!"

"Maybe you don't want to hear all about Alejandro for a reason. Why didn't he come along with you?" he asked with attitude in his voice.

Heather swam towards Duncan and Gwen with a glare,"He didn't come along with me because he is dead,"

Nobody noticed that Lindsay and Sierra had joined the group in the water. It wasn't until Chris announced that their was a mysterious seventh original competitor. Everyone was expecting it to be Alejandro despite Heather revealing that he had died. However, Chef dropped Ezekiel out of the plane. This caused everyone to gasp.

However, a suction cup came out of nowhere and dragged Ezekiel towards the dock. When Heather turned towards it, she was Chris and the robot.

The robot.

That dumb hunk of metal that continued to annoy the hell out of her. She remembered encountering the robot when the entire original cast was supposed to be on Revenge of the Island.

When they were boarding the boat, the robot stood on the deck. Upon seeing her, the meter on his "face" immediately spiked towards the happy side.

"I didn't know this thing actually worked," Heather began to tap her fist against the metal face.

Before she knew it, the drama machine scooped her up, one claw holding onto her waist while the other held her legs. She let out a tiny squeal as it wheeled onto the yacht and went to the bow, showing her off like a prize.

After everyone was divided into teams, Heather saw a flaw. The robot was on their team. It couldn't be a villain, it was a robot! The entire walk up the cliff, she heard it wheeling behind her. The sound of the small wheels rubbing against the rusty metal was about to drive her insane.

"That thing is almost as clingy to you as Alejandro," Gwen teased as she went to walk beside Heather.

She immediately rolled her eyes as the robot was now right next to her,"It's a robot that Chris is probably trying to control to drive me crazy," she suddenly cupped her hands towards her mouth,"YOU HEAR THAT MCLEAN?! YOU AREN'T GETTING RID OF ME THAT EASILY!"

Gwen couldn't help but snicker as Heather yelled,"That thing that you said about Alejandro earlier...is that true?"

"Probably...who survives something like that?" Heather crossed her arms,"Besides...he promised to call or text me after the show and-"

"Nothing?" the goth asked,"Well, I'd love to stay and chat but we're here,"

Heather looked forward and they were at the top of the cliff. She sighed as Gwen left. After she had sided with the goth to try and get rid of Courtney, she didn't hate her as much. There was still a sense of loathing, but it wasn't as strong as two years prior.

Watching the spectacle that was occurring on the top of the cliff was worthy of laughing at. Her previous theory was correct, not everyone who came back deserved to be an All Star. Scott wouldn't jump off the cliff because of some dumb shark. She had gone through three seasons of deadly challenges, and cliff diving was the very first one!

Duncan stood at the top of the cliff, crossing his arms,"It's your turn man,"

"You can't make me!" Scott yelled as he held tightly onto the large rock while Lightning tried to pull him off.

"Oh yes I can!" Lightning continued to pull, but nothing happened.

Suddenly, Heather and Jo looked away and saw Lindsay returning with the stroller. Zoey leaped into the water and the Heroes got the lead.

"You have to dive!" Duncan argued,"It's you or the robot and I'm pretty sure the robot isn't waterproof,"

"Yeah," Scott opened his eyes and stared at Duncan,"But it's sh-sh-shark proof!"

All the villains, including those on the beach screamed in unison,"Dive!"

Scott's hands gave way as he was finally off the rock, but Lightning hit the robot due to the recoil and it slowly wheeled to the edge. It barely touched the edge as the corner of the cliff gave way due to the weight. The robot began to fall, hitting rocks from the cliff as it fell.

When it landed in the water, Heather crossed her arms with a satisfied smile,"So long and good riddance,"

From within the lake, the three sharks began trying to break apart the metal suit. The sounds of fizzling caused the sharks to stop. Suddenly, it exploded. A shadow came shooting from the water and into the air, pieces of the robot flying everywhere.

"Heather…" Jo nudged her, then pointed towards the shadow,"Look,"

"Whatever it is, it can't be that important," Heather opened her eyes, observing as the person went directly in front of the sun. Then, the figure was as clear as day. She could never mistake this person.

With tears in his clothing, outgrown hair, a rather messy stubble and bags under his eyes, it was like she was staring at a different person. But the green eyes sealed the deal.

It was Alejandro.

Her eyes went wide, not able to have a reaction that she wanted to,"What! You have got to be kidding me!"

Alejandro (along with the other debri) fell onto the beach. He quickly landed on his feet, catching the key. But just as quickly as he landed, he fell face first onto the sand.

Heather wasn't sure why, but something odd possessed her to run towards him. She couldn't show genuine happiness in front of everyone, but she could help him up.

She carefully grabbed onto his arms and he immediately lifted his face to see who it was. The two had an odd moment of eye contact, but she broke it first.

"Come on, we have a challenge to win," Heather helped him stand, yet led him towards the stroller. Nobody had truly seen her be helpful, but she wanted that spa hotel. Secretly, she was in absolute disbelief that he was okay.

When the villains won the challenge, they all eagerly entered the spa hotel. It looked big on the outside, but was even larger on the inside.

There was a large living room with a big couch. A gigantic flat-screen TV was mounted to the wall with practically every movie known to man. The kitchen was also huge. In the next room was the dining hall. There was a long table with six chairs. Six. Most were confused on why there wasn't a seventh, but shrugged it off.

"I call the biggest room!" Jo shouted as she bolted for the staircase.

As most of the villains ran up the stairs, Heather knew that there would only be two rooms, one for the boys. No matter how large the mansion was. She sat down on the couch and stared down, crossing her arms. Immediately, she felt someone sit down next to her.

"It was you...you were the robot…" Heather frowned, knowing that it had to be Alejandro. She saw him fly out of that thing with her own eyes.

Alejandro nodded,"The whole time…"

"Come upstairs with me…we need to have a private conversation,"

As she helped him off of the couch and guided him up the stairs, they both saw that the boys were in one room and the girls in another. She helped him walk passed the rooms and found one with a massage table and large seat. It was as private as the two could get.

Once Heather shut the door, she looked back towards him and wrapped her arms tightly around him. This was the feeling that she wanted for the last year. To be able to hold him like she used to and talk to him.

"Please...just tell me that you're real…" she begged, speaking softly.

"I am...are you…" he asked.

Heather nodded, hearing his heartbeat,"I can feel your heart...you are alive," she sighed in relief, helping him sit on the chair. She sat down on his lap and pressed her hand to his chest, feeling his heartbeat. She then grabbed his and pressed his to her chest.

"They never lost sync,"

wELCOME BACK EVERYONE! It is the first day of June and I said I would be returning at the beginning...now is as good a time as ever. I noticed while writing that these chapters will be much longer than Totally Behind The Scenes. So I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter and I will see you all next Thursday!

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