Dawn sat inside of the Main Lodge with caged up Feral Ezekiel laying in front of her on a table. He was still asleep, but Dawn wanted to stay by his side.
"I just got off the phone with Leshawna," DJ began as he came out of the kitchen. "I have good news for you."
Dawn gasped, "Are you sure?"
"I'm certain," DJ replied. "Next AfterMath, they will be doing a Telethon episode to raise money for Ezekiel's treatment. Looks like everyone is willing to come together to right Chris' wrongs. They'll be aiming for a goal of 1 Million Dollars."
"That's crazy!" Dawn exclaimed, jumping out of her seat and hugging DJ.
"Even crazier is the fact that they're filming the AfterMath tomorrow. So I'll be flying out," DJ said. "Don is already making arrangements with the network to make this upcoming AfterMath a longer special, which will be better for Ezekiel."
Dawn began to tear up and looked over to Ezekiel, "He's only human. You know?"
DJ opened his arms for another hug, which Dawn readily took advantage of, "You're doing a great thing here."
Dawn smiled, "Thank you… but that's not the only thing bothering me at the moment."
"What's up?" DJ asked.
"It's Sammy," Dawn said. "I know her and Heather are in a tough situation right now. I made our team win, so if anything happens to her elimination wise, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself. And how would Sammy be able to forgive me? After everything she did for me yesterday, and I couldn't do it for her once?"
"Hey hey hey," DJ comforted, holding her closer. "It'll be okay, Dawn. In fact, I think Sammy is the last person on today's radar for elimination."
"What do you mean?" Dawn asked.
"I've been hearing some of Heather's ranting today and it sounds like she has it covered," DJ said. "Take a chance to express how you feel to Sammy and everything should work out alright."
"I hope so," Dawn said, looking over to Ezekiel as he began to move. "Oh! He's waking up!"
"I have to get started on dinner anyways," DJ said. "Go ahead and talk to him. Good luck."
"Thank you," Dawn replied as she sat back down at the table. "Hey buddy."
Ezekiel slowly opened his eyes up to Dawn, he looked at her through the cage, almost in fear.
"I promised to take care of you, Ezekiel," Dawn said. "That's exactly what I'm going to do. You're not feral, you're human. We're going to get you better, alright?"
Ezekiel began to cry softly.
"I know, and everything I said back there will happen. Okay?" Dawn reassured. "You'll be able to see your Ma and Pop again. They'll know you're okay."
Ezekiel laid down in the cage again, cuddled up in a ball.
"Tonight you'll be going with DJ to the city to film the AfterMath show," Dawn explained. "He's only there to help you, not hurt you. They're going to raise money for you at the AfterMath show in the Telethon. You're going to be treated."
Ezekiel gently reached an arm out of the cage, to hold Dawn's hand. Dawn smiled down at his hand and held it in both of her's.
"It'll be okay," Dawn said, resting her head on his cage.
Jasmine, Carrie, and Devin met each other again in the original PGA hideout.
"Today has been one crazy day," Carrie laughed. "And I think mine has been the most normal of us three."
"Who knew Devin had it in him, huh?" Jasmine asked. "Nobody even noticed you grabbed that dart shooter. We really owe our win to you."
Devin smiled, "Yeah but at the same time… that kind of hurts. As you said, nobody noticed I was gone."
"No! Don't think about it that way, Devin," Carrie said. "You're flying under the radar."
"That's right," Jasmine agreed. "And in this game, at this time, that's one of the best things you can do."
"I hope so," Devin sighed.
"How about you, Carrie? You've got a fun vote tonight, huh?" Jasmine asked.
"More like a nasty one," Carrie said. "But thankfully, I know there is no target on my back."
"That's good!" Devin exclaimed. "Who has the target right now?"
"I'm not entirely sure," Carrie said. "However, I know my vote is going toward Lindsay."
"You really don't like her, do you?" Devin asked.
"It's not even that I don't like Lindsay. I just don't feel like working with Eva for much longer. I'm thinking that if we do manage to get Lindsay out, maybe Eva will stop worrying about our alliance so much," Carrie explained.
"Why not vote Eva out?" Jasmine suggested.
"Either way, Lindsay has been lying," Carrie said. "I'll be voting her out eventually."
There was a knock at the hideout door, to Jasmine, Carrie, and Devin's shock.
"Who is it?" Jasmine asked.
Heather slid open the door and waved to Carrie, "Hi guys."
"Heather, we're kind of having a private conversation right now," Jasmine said.
"I know, and I'm sorry to barge into your alliance talk… but I need to talk to Carrie about the vote," Heather said.
"How did you know about this alliance?" Devin asked.
"You guys are funny if you think much gets past me. But I like you guys, so my lips are sealed," Heather said. "Anyways, I need you to vote out Eva tonight."
"Why?" Carried asked. "My vote was going toward Lindsay."
"Trust me, please," Heather pleaded. "We will all get what we want, I promise."
Carrie nodded, "Then you have yourself a deal."
Heather gave her a thumbs up and went over to the door, "Okay, enjoy the rest of your private-ish conversation."
Devin looked over to Carrie as Heather left. "Well, that's a change in plans. Are you really going to follow through?"
"I will," Carried winced. "I do trust Heather… and I want her to trust me. So yeah, I will follow through."
"This should be fun," Jasmine snickered.
Eva and Lindsay were inside of the girl's Jagged Jaguars side of the cabin together. Eva decided to approach Lindsay for a vote.
"Hey, I need to talk to you," Eva said.
"I didn't think we were gals like that to just talk," Lindsay replied. "What do you want?"
"I know Heather has been trying to get you out, so I'm casting a vote against her," Eva said.
"You're trying to get my vote, huh?" Lindsay asked.
"See, you are smarter than you look," Eva grinned. "Get Heather out with me, and I'll stop targeting you."
"Sounds too good to be true," Lindsay pouted. "What's in it for me?"
"Heather and myself off of your backs! Isn't that enough?" Eva yelled.
"How do you know Heather will be off of my back, though?" Lindsay asked.
"Because we'll be voting her off!" Eva exclaimed.
"Oh! That does like a good deal," Lindsay smirked. "I'm in!"
Eva grinned. "And Heather will be out."
Eva Confessional:
"Heather doesn't know that I have my invincibility statue on me. So she can try all she wants to get me out, but I know Lindsay, Trent, and I will be able to take her out by ourselves. However, I have yet to speak with Trent."
Mike, Harold, and Sammy were sitting inside of the Main Lodge with Dawn, making sure she was okay.
"Ezekiel is going to get so much help because of you!" Harold exclaimed. "In fact both teams would've been able to capture him for safety, all because of you, Dawn."
"What do you mean by that?" Dawn asked.
"Well, you were the one who brought Manitoba Smith back to Mike," Harold continued. "And honestly, Manitoba was really the one in charge today."
"He can be quite the alpha, sometimes," Mike laughed. "But for real Dawn, you're a lifesaver to so many, including myself."
"And me too, you bring me so much happiness!" Sammy said, pinching Dawn's cheeks.
Dawn smiled, "Thank you guys. I know Ezekiel will get better, it's the entire situation that saddens me."
Heather walked into the Main Lodge at that moment, seeing the group and sitting down at the table with them, "Everything alright?"
"Dawn is a little sad because of what has happened to Ezekiel leading up to this point. She's a little worried," Mike explained.
"Well if anybody can understand him and get him the help he needs, it's you," Heather reassured. "Now I feel an energy, an aura if you will, that this is bad timing. However, it is important."
"What is it?" Sammy asked.
"I need you three to trust me. I have the votes figured out in my head, but I really really need you to vote this way," Heather began. "Harold and Sammy, I need you to vote out Lindsay for me. And Mike, I need you to vote for Eva."
"Gosh, today has been so hectic I've forgotten about votes," Harold said.
"Is there a reason you're having us split our votes?" Sammy asked.
"Yes, but I can't disclose that yet," Heather stated. "But are you all in?"
The three nodded at Heather.
"Thank you so much!" She exclaimed, standing up from the table. She quickly walked over to Dawn and hugged her. "Love you, sorry for the timing."
Dawn laughed, "It's okay, love you too."
Sierra Confessional:
"From reviewing my Blaineley knowledge, I have concluded that if she's not doing something underhanded, then she's not playing the game. I'm going to make it my mission to see what she's been up to, and I know just the person to ask."
"Hey Jazelle," Sierra began as she sat across from her in their cabin. "You don't like Blaineley, right?"
Jazelle looked up at her from her Tennis United issue, seeing Sierra open up a notebook and grabbing a pen, "It's not my only personality trait, I swear."
Sierra nodded, "I'll write that as an 'Absolutely,'"
Jazelle closed her magazine, "May I ask exactly what you're doing?"
"Don't worry, this isn't a profile on you," Sierra said. "It's on Blaineley."
"Okay… but why?" Jazelle asked.
"I don't trust Blaineley and I feel she's up to something. So I want to use you to gather evidence," Sierra explained. "So hit me."
"Well Zoey and I were suspecting Blaineley and Eva working together," Jazelle said. "Remember when Lightning was eliminated and Eva told you all of those awful things he allegedly said. Well we thought Blainely was behind it too."
"Interesting…" Sierra said as she jotted down her notes. "Wish Zoey was here too so I could ask her too."
"Why do you think she isn't?" Jazelle asked.
Sierra nodded, "Oh…"
Sierra Confessional:
"From what I'm able to gather so far… Blaineley has been responsible for Lightning's and Zoey's eliminations. But petty rivals aren't the dirt I'm looking for. I'll have to do some more investigating."
"Somebody has been very naughty…" Heather began as she walked into her cabin, finding Eva alone. "And I think that somebody happens to be you."
"What are you talking about?" Eva asked.
"Hun, I know you're not that stupid. I know that you are trying to target me out, even after what I went through to help you. I also know that you tried turning Trent on me with a secret recording? I'll give it to you, it was a good shot," Heather said.
"I wouldn't be so sure that you're safe tonight," Eva replied. "I have a few secrets up my sleeve too."
"See, what you don't realize is that I see right through you," Heather said. "You're self centered, short sighted, and conniving. Just like I was."
"So what? A couple of attributes and suddenly you know everything, huh?" Eva asked.
"I know everything, because I'm three steps ahead of you!" Heather said. "First step, I knew you were trying to get Trent to vote against me. But just like I do, he sees right through you as well. So I'm going to have him vote you out. Second step, I know you want Lindsay out. So what do I do? I split the votes for you, 3-3-2. I knew you'd run to Lindsay to get me out, so I went ahead myself and made sure everyone else would either vote you out or Lindsay out. And the final step… the one that brings everything together… I know about your immunity idol. So I know that tonight when the votes are revealed, you'll tie with Lindsay. However, because of your immunity idol you'll be saved and Lindsay will be out. See? So why don't we call it even after this?"
"You're not going to get away with this Heather, I'll make sure of it," Eva barked.
"Losing is such an ugly energy when it comes to you," Heather smiled. "Think of it this way, Lindsay gets out, your immunity idol is used up, and your alliance with Trent is over. We all win."
"Sounds like three wins for you," Eva huffed.
Heather snickered, "Don't be so negative, Eva."
Eva Confessional:
"How dumb could Heather be? Now that she told me her voting plan, I just have to shift my vote to Lindsay and she'll have the majority against her. That means my immunity will be saved."
ELIMINATION CEREMONY
"Welcome campers to our final elimination ceremony before teams merge! You all know how this goes. When I call your name, come up to receive your marshmallow. That means you are safe from elimination. If I do not call you name, you will be ordered to take the shameful Dunk Tank of Doom," Chris stated.
Eva and Heather looked over to each other, smirking.
"These campers have no votes against them… Harold, Carrie, Trent, Sammy, and Mike! You are all making it to the merge!"
Lindsay, Heather, and Eva all looked at the two marshmallows on the platter.
"With only one vote and safe… Heather!" Chris exclaimed.
Heather blew a kiss to both Lindsay and Eva before getting up to receive her marshmallow. She subtly looked over to Harold and winked as she walked up.
"Campers, this is the final marshmallow," Chris said. "One of you will make it to merge… the other will have to take tonight's dreaded plunge. The person with the most votes tonight is… Eva!"
"HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?" Eva yelled.
Heather Confessional:
"As I said, Eva is transparent. I knew that once I explained my plan that she would switch up her vote to Lindsay, so she'd have the most. So I also changed my vote… but from Lindsay to Eva. That comes to a stunning 4-3-1 and leaving Eva with the majority. Bye-bye immunity and bye-bye Lindsay."
"Luckily, as you know Eva, you have an automatic immunity statute!" Chris exclaimed.
The contestants gasped.
"Sorry Lindsay," Chris began. "You've been eliminated."
Lindsay sighed, "I've been a mess all season. But I need to come clean first!"
"I'll give you thirty seconds," Chris stated. "Keep it juicy, and you'll get forty-five."
"I never lost my memory!" Lindsay yelled. "Wow, that feels good to get off my chest."
Bridgette Confessional:
"What the hell?"
"After Tyler was eliminated I felt this new thing called revenge overcome by body. So I kind of just went with it," Lindsay shrugged. "Who knew my brain could be so calculated? Anyways I'm sorry to anybody I lied to in the process or hurt."
"Okay, times up!" Chris exclaimed.
The scene changed to Lindsay inside of the Dunk Tank of Doom, waiting for Chris to yell fire.
"Any last words?" Chris asked. "Nah, you already got them. Fire!"
Chef Hatchet blasted the Tennis Ball Blaster of Despair, sending Lindsay into the rushing waters of the Dunk Tank and straight to the AfterMath studios.
Chris turned to the camera, "Next time you see use, the teams will be merged! Take this as your chance to go on a Total Drama splurge. Who is ready to break, and who is on the urge? Find out next time on Total… Drama… Ultimate!"