Chapter 9B: San Antonio Elimination

Everyone arrived into the elimination area to cast their votes. With all eight contestants situated, Chris started the ceremony. "All of you have already voted, and we're going to do something different this week. Since I have no safe item this week since the USDA wouldn't let me give you Longhorn antlers, I'll just show your votes on the TV here."

***Confessional***

Holly: Once again, I vote Jazz.

Michelle: Jazz, you're creeping us out.

Josh: I vote for Michelle, since Sam's immune.

Dakota: Sorry, dude. I've gotta vote for you, Jazz.

Logan: Tough decision. I'm voting Holly.

Jasper: I vote Holly.

Samantha: Jazz.

***Back to Game***

"With four votes, Jasper's out. I don't need to show Jake's vote after all." Chris felt a desire to show Jake's vote anyway, but before he could, Jake wrestled him to the ground of the plane as everyone else, including Jasper, watched. After the fight was over, Chef dragged Jake back to the boys' quarters and Chris continued the elimination.

"Jazz, I'll never forget you, man." Josh gave his friend a hug, and Jasper waved goodbye to everyone before jumping off the plane. Before he could jump, Josh had one thing to whisper to him. "I'll get that traitor Dakota next time."

"Huh?"

"Sorry. Gotta go." Josh left before he could get noticed by Dakota or the others. Jasper grabbed a parachute and jumped off the plane. When Josh rejoined the group, Holly was the first to smack him on the face. "That really hurts you know!"

"Don't be sneaking in our room again!"

"I didn't go in. Someone left our door open, too!"

"Yeah, you would know that. Learn to close the door once in a while!"

"Come on!" The two 'lovebirds' continued squabbling in the elimination area as everyone else watched, except for Chris who left to check something that Chef wanted him to.

As the contestants continued joking around in the lounge, Chris went into the cargo hold to notice another weld that was recently made. Chef was not amused. "I thought I locked up this hold! Red-head's been sneaking in here, welding your plane!"

"Maybe he's making it stronger, but how do you know it's him?"

"I want a lockdown of every player in this game until I get some answers! NOW!"

"Calm down, Chef. I have a feeling it's Jake, but you've got to give him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he is making the plane stronger. Just leave him alone."

"Fine. I'll go back to the cockpit." Chef furiously left the hold. This gave Chris an opportunity to investigate the welds further. He knocked onto them, and nothing happened. Maybe he was right, and the welds meant nothing. He left the hold, turning off the lights on the way, and started to sign off the show.

***Confessional***

Jake: Phew, close one. I just hope Holly won't vote me off. Say what you want, McLean, Hatchet, and O'Riley, but I'm running this show. The welds are just the beginning.

***Back to Game***

Chris went into the cockpit as the plane started to land in a new location. "What? We're already here? But since we're out of time, will this wintery cold place freeze our hot and dry competitors? Will Samantha's girl alliance make it another week? And will I get some delicious hot cocoa? Find out those questions, in addition to my grandmother's birthday…"

As Chris tried to sign out, his cell phone rang.

"Hello? Grandma? You're still alive?" Chris hung up to finish. "Find out the answers these questions and more right here on TDAT! Chef? Call my grandma again. I forget to tell her happy birthday. Wait! Is the camera still on? Turn it off!"

The cockpit camera faded to black.