In the infirmary, Jamie and Kayla lay in two different beds, while Jamie looked much the worse for wear. Kayla merely had her ankle set and wrapped, while Jamie had an I.V in his arm, a huge wrap on his wound, and daily doses of anti-venom. The other Beavers and Effie were all sitting in various places in the infirmary, Shane and Effie sitting next to each other on a small couch. Effie's new little 'pet' was laying by her feet, twittering softly. "What are you gonna name him?" Shane asked, and Effie thought for a minute. "How 'bout…..Bugsy!" She said happily, and Shane said nothing for a minute. "That…is an awesome name!" Shane exclaimed, and then Naomi shushed the both of them. "Will you two be quiet?! These guys need their rest.' She scolded, and then everyone turned when Kayla asked, "Why is there a giant ant by Effie?" "Kayla, you're all right!" Nicki and Naomi said as they leapt forward and hugged her. "Guys….can't…breathe." She stuttered out, and they released her. She gasped for a moment, and turned to see Jamie. "Oh my God…is he alright?" She asked worriedly, and she saw Shane and the others shoot glances at each other. Never a good sign.

"Well…" Nicki began. "His natural immunity to most poisons is keeping him alive, but he hasn't woken up since the incident, about twelve hours ago." Kayla gasped. "Really, is he going to be alright?" Nicki nodded. "Yes, he should wake up any minute now." She concluded. As she said this, Jamie shifted slightly and groaned. They rushed over to him (well, Shane and the others rushed over. Kayla just leaned over the small space separating their beds) as he cracked open his eyes. "Jamie! You're okay!!" Shane cheered as he pulled his best friend into a hug. Jamie smiled, but winced. "Ow." He grunted as Shane pulled away quickly, afraid he had hurt his friend.

Jamie, however, was still smiling. He turned his head to the left and saw Kayla. "Oh, hey, princess." He greeted. When h saw the wrap around her ankle, his brow furrowed in worry. "You okay?" He asked apprehensively. She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I just twisted my ankle. After that, you came to my rescue." "Well, I couldn't let anything happen to my girl, could I?" He asked, chuckling, then reached up to grip his shoulder in pain. He felt something tugging at his arm, and looked down. An IV tube trailed to a hanging sack of clear liquid. He frowned. "Ugh, I hate the hospital." Jamie murmured, and everyone laughed. "Don't worry, dude. You're gonna be out of here in a day or two." Shane assured. Jamie nodded, grumbling, then asked, "Hey, what happened after we took down bug boy?" Jamie asked. "We lost the challenge, thanks to you guys." Naomi grumbled, and the others glared at her. The newly dubbed Bugsy scuttled over to Jamie's bed and up to the top, scaring Jamie half to death. After Effie had put him down, Chris stuck his head in the tent flap. 'Hey, guys, campfire ceremony in ten. Time to head over and vote." Then, he was gone. Shane turned to Jamie. "Dude, I'll vote for you if you need me to." Jamie shook his head.

"Nope. I'm doing it myself." Before anyone could protest, Jamie had swung his legs out of his bed and stood up. He closed his eyes for a moment as the blood rushed to his feet, but then he strode forward, reaching over and ripping the IV out of his arm as he did so. "Dude, wait, why can't you just stay here?" Shane asked, confused. Jamie half-turned to him and said, "Because I won't give Cam the satisfaction of seeing me down." He turned to Kayla, reaching a hand down to her. "Kayla, can you walk?" He asked, a deep note of worry in his voice. She shook her head, and Jamie smiled crookedly. He grabbed her hand and puller her up, taking car not to hurt her ankle, and pulled her up into his arms, bridal style.

She blushed scarlet, and said quietly, "Jamie, this is embarrassing." However, she had thrown her arms around his neck to keep from falling, and he drew her close as he chuckled. "Sorry, Kayla, but we got a ceremony to get to." He walked quickly out of the tent as the others called after him, telling him to come lie down and quit being such an idiot.

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The Fighting Beavers were all assembled around the campfire pit, with Chris standing at his traditional place at the oil drum. "Beavers, after two challenges, you are finally voting someone off. If you do not receive a marshmallow, you will be going home (not likely) and you can't come back…ever." Chris explained for the umpteenth time. He picked up the first marshmallow. "The first marshmallow goes too….Shane." The hyper boy leapt into the air and teleported over to Chris. "Woo Hoo, first marshmallow!" He cried, stuffing it in his mouth. Naomi rolled her eyes at his antics, while Effie, who watched from the sidelines, smiled endearingly. "Next…is Nicki!" He cried, and she simply walked over to retrieve hers, a relieved grin on her face. Chris turned back to the campers. He nonchalantly tossed the small sweet into Kayla's surprised hand. "Kayla, you're safe." She smiled and limped over to the others, shooting a grin Jamie's way. He grinned back, then turned his attention to Chris. The host looked between the two. "Jamie, your heroics cost your team the challenge. While Naomi, you're just plain anti-social. One of you is going home. And the person, who will stay on Total Drama Powers is…………"

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"…Jamie." Kayla and the others cheered as Jamie slowly rose from his seat, trying to hide the slight limp in his step which broke his typical loping walk. He took his marshmallow from Chris, while Naomi simply looked on coldly. She said nothing, just stalked off towards the Boat of Losers. Before she stepped on board, she half turned and said to those gathered, "You'll regret this. You all will." She spoke in an icy tone, her eyes trained on Jamie. He automatically moved protectively in front of Kayla, and Naomi snorted, stepping onto the boat and facing away from the shore. As the boat pulled off, Jamie and Kayla embraced. "I'm glad you get to stay." She whispered in his ear. "Me too." He agreed, and they walked off back to the cabins, hand in hand.

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Naomi was brooding, her forehead bent in concentration. The boat driver, however, pulled into the cave, and she immediately sensed something was wrong. She tried to read his mind, but got nothing from him. She knew something was wrong and, when strong arms gripped her around the waist, she telekinetically threw the person off. She leapt off the boat, landing on a metal grate, and she ran off down it, putting as much distance as possible between her and the boat. She sees two other men in riot armor, and fires palm-sized force-fields at the, knocking them off into the water below the rate walkway.

Her victory is short-lived, however, since two hands of rough stone grasp her, making her immobile. She struggles heartily, but pauses when she feels a prick in her neck. The dart that had buried itself in her ceratoid artery emptied its load of tranquilizer into her system, and her head drooped as her vision got fuzzy. The last things she was aware of were of a a boy about her height standing in front of her, ghostly pale in the darkness. A large hand descended on his shoulder, resting there. "Good job, my boy." A deep voice praised from somewhere she couldn't see. The boy in front of her smiled and turned his head to the side. "Thank you, Father."

Well, that should give ya a lot to think about. That is some serious plot hints right there. Also, I regret to say that school is starting tomorrow, so updates may be few and far between. I apologize, because I love writing this story. But, this weekend, I'll try to get in at least two new chapters. Buh-bye, see you when you review. REVIEW,GOD DAMMIT!!!!