Hey! I know I'm absolutly horrible with keeping my stories up but I just see landscapes or scenes on the street and think what would it be like if Bade were here. And then my mind freaks out and then something like this happens… Enjoy ;)

Disclaimer: I do not own victorious.

One thing: The first paragraph is just so you can see that Becks grandparents love Jade. She behaves good and is happy when she's just with Beck and his family. Oh… and she learned that Canada isn't that bad ;)

George: Becks granddad

Catherine: Becks grandma

Terry: Becks dad

Love Letter To Canada – Chapter 1

„Oh George. I'm so excited. They have to be here any second now."

"I know dear, I'm happy to see them again too. It's been a long time. Over a year I think. Is Jade coming with them again?"

"Yes I'm glad her parents let her go. I mean they are going to be here for 3 weeks. She's such a nice girl. I can't believe Terry described her as impolite and rude."

"Oh come on that was years ago when we didn't even know her. People change. Especially when they found their love. And I think they are going to be forever – I mean Beck and Jade. Three years is very long for a teenage relationship and the way they act when they are together – I just know it."

"That's so romantic!"

"Yeah… well I guess it's better when we just forget that I said it. I am a man!"

"And they can't be romantic? I bet Beck knows better. But Jade doesn't seem to be the type for flowers or fields of candles saying I love you or kissing in the rain or… I'm drifting off. I'm sorry. I'm just so happy for-"

The bell rings.

"They are here! I go get the door."

"Hey! Come in! I'm so happy to see you!" Beck's grandmother greeted us excited before pulling each of us in a big hug. I didn't mind though. I actually loved her and her husband.

I liked to be in their house or walking around in the garden. The landscape was breathtaking. That coming from me – the notoriously Canada-hater? Yeah…once you get to know Canada better you can learn to love it.

And this was already the third time Beck took me with him. When the greeting ceremony ended we all got into the living room, Beck and I sat down on the couch his arm loosely thrown around my shoulder his parents on the other one.

Beck's grandmother all poured us a glass of Champaign to celebrate the fact that we were finally here after so long. We all talked and laughed and just enjoyed ourselves till it was time to get the diner ready.

Catherine got into the kitchen to prepare everything and me and Beck were just starting to follow her when she told us just to unpack our things and relax a little. Last year Beck and I finally convinced his parents to let us sleep in one room after we promised to be careful. It was painted a light blue and the furniture was all flower-y but I didn't mind – that much. I'm still black-loving Jade up here.

Instead of opening my suitcase and taking out my things as Beck did and layed down on the king-sized bed closing my eyes. After a few minutes I heard Beck approaching, feeling him lay down next to me. He pressed a kiss to my temple and gathered me in his arms. I snuggled up next to him and breathed in his scent.

We were just laying there in silence before I finally got up a little, balancing on my elbows. I reached up to peck his lips to which he instantly responded. He tightened his grip on me and pulled me closer. We kissed softly and passionate enjoying each other and the fact that we were finally here without any of our school friends. Well I was enjoying the last point.

But before we could really get into it I remembered that we had to be ready any second now and it would be a little weird if we appeared all heated and with uncombed hair. So I pulled away and captured his lips for a last deep kiss before I got up. Beck stayed on the bed pouting. I smirked. "We'll continue after diner I promise" I reassured him. "But first I gotta unpack my things."

I almost finished putting all my clothes into the closet when somebody carefully knocked. "Come in" Beck said before I could react and the door opened slowly, revealing Catherine. "I just wanted to tell you that diner is ready. So you can please come downstairs." "Yeah sure" Beck answered and grabbed my hand pulling me out the door.

In the living room we all sat around the table and began eating and talking a little bit more." Everytime I am in Canada I just feel more comfortable and safe, being just with Beck and his famiy which got my family too over the years. But this is so cliché so I think I'm gonna stop right here to think about it.

However, it got a long evening and we had a lot of fun. We even went for a walk in the dark with John, Beck's grandparent's dog.

He was a cool dog, big and black not one of these who just bark but don't bite. (a/n: To see John click the link on my profile)

Just my kind of choice if I ever got a dog. The air outside was cool and fresh.

In the middle of the walk Beck leaned over to me and kissed my cheek. I looked up to him and he smiled at me. A true smile.

It was about eleven when Beck and I got in our room and yeah… Let's just say I am not the one to break promises.

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