Summary: Noah's elimination left Owen quite shaken. Thank goodness he can vent to his friend Al!

Ship: Owen x Alejandro

Owen was devastated after Noah's elimination.

Of course, he knew it was inevitable that his little friend would leave sooner or later as Team Chris dwindled. But he was confident Tyler would be kicked out first.

The big man sighed and was heading to sleep when he heard a noise from the confessional.

Today wasn't one of the best days, but now we've swapped six of one for a whole dozen! Now, we have a real chance to oppose Heather and the rest of the Amazons.

Owen unceremoniously opened the door, watching a smug Alejandro widen his eyes when he saw the other boy before him.

"What are you saying there, Al?" The blonde asked innocently, not noticing the brunette's eyes twitching angrily at the nickname.

"...Owen! How are you, mi amigo? Do you want to use the confessional? I'm already finishing; give me five more minutes of privacy, and it will be all yours." The mastermind tried to scare away his partner, preventing him from hearing anything compromising.

"To be honest, I'm not doing well. I miss Noah. I miss him a lot." Owen's eyes began to water.

Before Alejandro could do anything, the other hugged him and began to vent on his shoulder, "Why do the good ones have to go first? Why didn't I go in his place?" More crushing than Owen's words was the hug he gave Alejandro.

Believe me, pendejo, I wanted you to leave tonight too, the Latino thought.

He pulled away from Owen, holding his hands, "Calm down, my teammate. Use this opportunity to be someone Noah looks up to and admires."

"How?" asked the other, confused.

The villain got close to Owen's ear as if he was going to tell him a secret. "Don't you remember what he said before jumping? Beware of eels. Was he referring to some girl on the other team, or perhaps..."

A light bulb went off in the big guy's head, "Duncan!"

"You deduce things quickly! So we better keep our eyes open from now on. We don't know that punk won't betray us to help Courtney." Alejandro patted his companion on the back.

Now, with a worthy opponent on the team, it's best to start putting together the next moves in case they lose again. He still didn't want to get rid of Tyler. That idiot was still valuable for challenges. Well, at least most of them.

"Al, were you always this smart, or did you go to school to learn this?" Owen flashed a warm smile, feeling better now.

"I tell you the same, ballena humana," The Latino muttered.

"Did you said something?" The blonde looked at him.

"I just asked if you were feeling better now." Alejandro quickly changed the subject, "You just need to remember this: don't discourage yourself. As long as your love for Noah beats, he will be here, with you."

He then poked Owen's chest, where he thought the other's heart was.

An epiphany struck the big guy, who began to smile and cry.

He began to understand why he missed Noah so much, and his heart beat faster when the snark one was kicked out.

"Oh, Alejandro..." He wiped the tears with his finger.

The Latino smiled at the glutton getting his name right for the first time in weeks.

Soon, that smile turned to terror when he felt Owen's lips against his own. It wasn't a romantic kiss, almost like a friendly or fraternal kiss that former socialists gave each other.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou" Owen repeated himself, hugging Alejandro again, who was still processing what happened.

"I understood everything you said! Don't worry, now I'll compete for us and Noah!" His confidence returned, something weak since Izzy's abrupt departure. He knew what to do and would give his blood, sweat and farts to achieve it.

He quickly left the cabin, satisfied with Alejandro's words of encouragement.

On the other hand, Alejandro gasped for air from the unexpected kiss. He beat the sink with his hand in incomprehension and disbelief. As soon as he looked in the mirror, he realized the camera had recorded everything. His eyes widened, and his mouth dropped open.

Confessional: Alejandro

¡Dame esa cinta, dame esa cinta ahora mismo! ¿Cómo abro esta mierda? ¡Hijo de puta, me vas a pagar por esto!

Before going to sleep, Owen noticed that in the corner where his friend used to sleep, there was a book that had fallen. Maybe in the rush to get his belongings, he forgot something.

He flipped through the pages, trying to understand his partner's hobbies better.

When Tyler woke up, he saw two team members still resting.

Owen had a serene face hugging a book, very different from his outbursts due to his fear of flying.

Alejandro was sleeping, too, but he looked like he was having nightmares because of how his face was contorted.

Preferring not to disturb them, the jock decided to go to the common area to eat something.

That confessional marked the definitive change in perspective for those two boys.

One was determined in hope.

One was determined on revenge.

Nothing says friendship more than kissing your friend, right?

Also, some Nowen for everyone.

Next Chapter: Cody apologizes for leaving a certain goth's hand in the sun. Now, he must face the consequences.