Author's Note: I'll put the votes for each couple to the right of their names, and the "X" for them being voted off on the left.

-Izzy and Owen-1

-Heather and Justin-6

X-Lindsay and Tyler-0

-LeShawna and Harold-4

-Beth and Cody-2

X-Eva and Ezekiel-0

-Bridgette and Geoff-7

-Gwen and Trent-49

-Courtney and Duncan-58

-Sadie and DJ-2

-Katie and Noah-4

Duncan runs across the mess hall to the policeman. He grabs the cop's collar and bunches it in his fist. Duncan lifts the cop into the air and stares him in the eyes.

"I'll ask you again: Where. Is. Courtney," Duncan growls.

"Hey, hey, put me down!" the officer exclaims.

"Tell me where Courtney is!" Duncan shouts in the man's face.

"O-Okay. Chris wanted--" the officer stuttered.

"Chris!" Duncan repeated. He dropped the policeman and the policeman crawled under a table for shelter. Duncan sprints out of the mess hall, leaving the campers speechless.


Outside Chris's tent, Duncan whips open the fabric covering the entrance. Duncan steps inside and steps up to Chris. Apparently Chris could see the hatred in Duncan's eyes because he stumbled out of his chair and Chris huddled on the ground, holding a hand up to block Duncan.

"Look. You could make this easy, or you could make this hard," Duncan threatens, clenching his fists. Chris shakes.

"P-Please, can we wait for more cameramen to get here? We need multiple angles for this scene," Chris pleads. Duncan lifts Chris up just like he did with the officer.

"All you care about is ratings! This isn't about ratings, this is about Courtney! My Courtney!" Duncan yells.

"Okay, f-fine! Just don't mess up my hair!" Chris exclaims. He snaps his fingers, and Duncan hears duck tape ripping from skin.

"Duncan! Duncan!" he hears Courtney yell. Duncan's insides turn to jelly. He drops Chris. Courtney is alive, Duncan thinks. He feels as if he could cry again, but this time from joy.

"Courtney!" Duncan shouts back. Duncan turns around, trying to locate where her voice is coming from.

"Duncan!" Courtney shouts. Duncan finds out it's coming from through another fabric door. He throws the tent material aside, and he's into another tent-room. Courtney is sitting on a cot. Chef is standing on the other side of the room, with duct tape in his hand. Chef walks out of the room.

"Courtney!" Duncan exclaims, he runs over wraps his arms around her. Duncan kisses Courtney, and she leans into him. Duncan kisses her jaw and neck, and Courtney moans.

"Untie me, please," she says. Duncan goes behind her and unties her wrists and feet. His hands are shaking from joy. Duncan kisses her again, and her arms are around his neck. Courtney's cheeks are wet with tears.

"What's wrong?" Duncan asks. He puts his hands on the small of Courtney's back. He pulls her closer to him.

"I missed you. And I'm so sorry," Courtney replies, choking back a sob.

"I missed you, too. But why are you sorry?" Duncan asks, kissing Courtney's jaw.

"Chris made me watch the videos of you. I'm so sorry, Duncan!" Courtney exclaims, crying. Duncan rubs her back and pulls her in his lap.

"It's okay. I have you now," he says.

"No, it's not okay. I felt so bad when you were crying! I was watching and I couldn't do anything!"

"You would have done something if you could. But you couldn't," Duncan says. Courtney nods and she falls on top of Duncan. He falls back on the cot and Courtney kisses him. His hands are in her hair, on her waist, and on her back. He's even touching Courtney's butt and she isn't complaining. Courtney's hands are on Duncan's chest, shoulders, and face. Their hands are all over each other.

All of a sudden, Duncan breaks their kiss when he rolls out from under Courtney. He stands up, takes her hand, and helps her off the cot.

"Where are we going?" she asks.

"Your funeral."