A/N: I do not own Victorious
"Okay, so we'll have the Miller project done by no later than Tuesday, correct?"
"Yeah, we should have it complete around that time."
"Around that time? Doesn't seem definite. Should we call for a last minute session tomorrow?"
"Jade, are you serious? Of course you are, why would I even ask that," the curly haired blonde giggled while gathering folders.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Jade asked, pushing the brim of her reading glasses down to look at her assistant in the face.
"It means you're a workaholic," he assistant stated. "When was the last time you had a break?"
"I do have breaks," Jade defended.
"Going home and working on your laptop is not a break. I mean a real one." Her assistant had gathered her belongings and stood next to her, folders tucked between her arms.
"Beck and I watch TV before bed every night."
"Watch TV or is it just on so you guys have background noise?" she suggested.
"For what?" Jade asked clueless.
"You know what I'm talking about," she smirked.
Then Jade caught on. "Oh. That," she lightly chuckled.
"Yes, that. I'm sure Beck is just amazing," she said dreamily. "Sorry, that's so inappropriate thinking about my boss' man."
"It's fine, Carrie," Jade chuckled. "Anyways, we haven't had much time together lately."
"What? If he were mine I'd do him every night. Hell, the second I get home from work!" Carrie exclaimed.
"Down girl. He's taken, remember?" Jade reminded her.
"Sorry," she giggled. "But seriously, you should take the rest of the weekend off. The team can- no, the team WILL have this done by Tuesday. Promise. Just spend time with Beck. When was the last time, you two spent time together?"
"I don't know, around the time we got engaged?" Jade couldn't even go far back to remember the last time she spent with her fiancé.
"Deng, didn't you guys get engaged like last Spring?" Carrie was shocked.
"Yeah, what's your point?"
"My point is it's been almost a year since your engagement and with your work ethic, probably longer since you had quality time with your man. Now I may not be a doctor but I need to prescribe you with a dose of love and you should spend a day with your gorgeous fiancé," Carrie demanded.
"What's there to do? Go to a restaurant? Watch a movie? We can't go on a one day vacation, Carrie," Jade reasoned.
"Stop trying to get out of this," Carrie dismissed the excuses. "I'm not asking you to try too hard. Think simple yet sentimental. What did you guys like to do back then?"
"Hmm…" Jade thought. "Well, we used to have breakfast in bed. Beck would make me eggs and toast, or he'd run down to jet brew to pick up some coffee and muffins and we'd eat and watch some TV before getting out of bed."
As Jade shared her routines with her assistant, she couldn't help but reminisce on such times. She didn't even realize she had zoned out until she heard her name.
"Jade? Hello?"
"Oh, hey," Jade snapped back to reality. "What's up?"
"I don't know, you started to gaze out the window," Carrie laughed. Then she gasped. "Aw I know what you were doing. You were thinking about Beck! See, you gotta spend time with him!"
"But Carr-"
"Just one day. Have breakfast in bed tomorrow or you know, what other things couples do in bed," Carrie winked.
"Okay, Carrie. You need to find yourself a boyfriend. It's been almost 6 months since your last boyfriend. What was his name, Jacob?"
"Jason, and it's been almost 2 years. Thanks for keeping track," Carrie noted.
"Wow, two years?! Where has time gone? And why haven't you found another man?"
"Time has gone to those sleepless nights you spend being a workaholic, ergo the reason why I haven't found another man. I've been working with you every night on those endless projects."
"That doesn't mean you still couldn't find a man. I have Beck."
"Your circumstances are different, Jade," Carrie said. Jade walked her assistant to the door, ready to call it a night. "Anyways it doesn't matter. I've been in the dating scene for a long time. This single life is nice. For now I'll just live vicariously through you and Beck. If you can find your spark again," Carrie half-joked.
"Okay, okay. I'll try. Thanks for everything, Carrie. See you Monday."
~.~.~.~
Meet Jade West, soon to be Jade West Oliver. Jade and her fiancé, Beck Oliver, have been together for 10 years. After attending an arts school in Los Angeles, the two, along with a few friends, migrated to New York to continue their arts dreams. Beck was a successful model and Jade was Manhattan's best photographer. They were an ideal couple. The sophisticated beauty in her matched with the ungodly looks of his, combined with intellectual degrees from NYU- they had it all. Jade's business was getting popular by the minute. She had clients lined up until 2016, everyone wanting professional photography from her. Beck was not only a model, but a serious actor as well. Good looks and good skills got him almost every role he auditioned. That being said, Jade and Beck stayed pretty busy.
That night, Jade tidied up their Manhattan loft and was still thinking about what Carrie, her executive assistant, said. She realized and hated to admit that the spark between her and beck had been low for a while now. She remembered the other day at lunch that Carrie said another girl, Michelle from the publishing department at work, was filing for divorce. Her husband was the one that filed it, and his reason was that he fell out of love for her. Why? Because she was always working. Was that going to be me next? Jade asked herself. Would Beck leave me even before we get married?
"Hey babe," Jade asked sweetly as she and Beck were getting ready for bed.
"Whoa, I like the sound of that," he smiled as he settled into his side of the bed. Even if they didn't have a lot of time lately, Beck would still manage to pay compliments to his lady whenever he could. "What's up, honey?"
"What are you doing tomorrow?"
"I don't know, probably watch whatever game's on TV. Go to the gym. Nothing set in stone," he said casually. "You going to the office?"
"It's Sunday tomorrow," Jade pointed out.
"Yeah, I know," Beck said. He assumed it was an obvious thing, but now he was unsure. "But… Don't you usually work?"
"Um," Jade hesitated. Carrie was right; Beck noticed her work habits as well. "Yeah I do… but not tomorrow."
"Oh," Beck said. "That's good. Then you can probably relax," he suggested.
"Yeah, relax," Jade said as she crawled into her side of the bed. She wasn't trying hard enough. She turned to face Beck and tried to get his attention. Though he was acting 'normal' like he did every night, and failed to notice because he knew she didn't like small talk. "Or…" Jade said a little too loudly, which startled him. He turned around from facing his nightstand after laying his head down, and saw Jade look a bit uneasy.
"Is everything ok?"
"No, yeah of course," Jade said. She took a deep breath and just went for it. "I was saying that I want to relax tomorrow… maybe… with… you?" she almost whispered the last part.
"Babe," Beck lightly chuckled. "Are you asking me to stay home with you tomorrow?"
"Maybe."
"Of course I'll stay home with you. Like I said, I have no plans," he smiled.
"Thanks but," she said as she settled into bed with him, "I meant, let's spend some time together tomorrow. Like we used you, you know?"
"Are you asking me out on a date?" Beck smirked.
"Sort of," Jade said. "More like, let's stay home together and I don't know, have breakfast, watch a movie, cuddle?"
"How about breakfast in bed? We haven't done that in a while. I liked that," Beck smiled to himself.
"Sounds perfect," Jade smiled.
"Great. It's a date then."
~.~.~.~
The morning sunrise woke Jade up. She fluttered her eyes open and in front of her was her lovely fiancé peacefully sleeping. She thought about what she and Carrie talked about the other day, about missing her spark, and in truth, she really felt it that morning. She missed this. The sweet part of her relationship. Moments later, he opened his eyes and instantly smiled at his loving fiancée smiling back at him. She hasn't really looked at Beck in a loving way in a long time and seeing him wake up sparked some naïve romance inside of her. As if he read her mind, he felt that same spark and well… they were both in the mood.
Hey reached over to grab her face and planted a tender kiss on her lips. She in turn grabbed on to his hair and pulled him closer to deepen the kiss. It started getting passionate that they were about ready to explore each other's bodies… until they heard their doorbell.
They broke the connection of their lips and rested against each other's foreheads.
"Who the hell is that?" Jade said through gritted teeth.
"Actually, uh, babe, can you get the door. It's kind of 'hard' for me to get up right now," Beck blushed.
Jade smirked and got up to answer the door. And of course, of all people, it was their friend Cat.
"Jadey, I'm upset!" Cat bursted through the doorway and flopped herself on the couple's couch.
"What are you doing here then? Go home and mope about it there," Jade said irritatingly.
"But I don't want to mope at home. I want to mope here," Cat argued.
"Why? You'll still be moping anyways," she pointed out.
"Yeah but you and Beck are here to comfort me," Cat reasoned.
"I heard my name," a disgruntled Beck emerged from the bedroom.
"Beck, I'm upset," Cat repeated with a pouty face.
Beck glanced at his fiancée with a 'is she serious?' look.
"Ugh," Jade grunted and the couple sat either side of their redheaded friend. "Fine. What's up?"
"Robbie and I got into a fight last night."
"About what?" Beck asked.
"Well, we went dancing last night and he danced with another girl!"
"I thought you two aren't together anymore?" Beck pointed out.
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean he can dance with other girls," the petite girl defended.
"Yes he can, Cat. And you can dance with other guys too. If you two aren't together, then you don't have to do things together," Jade explained.
"But I don't want him to dance with other girls."
"Cat, you two are just friends," Beck said slowly.
"But…" Cat's eyes began to swell up and tears started to form.
"Oh Kitty-Cat," Jade embraced her best friend. "Look, it was wrong of Robbie to dance with another girl when it hasn't been enough time for you guys since the break up, but if you don't want to be with him romantically, he can be with anyone he wants."
"Maybe you should talk to him?" Beck suggested.
"And say what?" Cat asked through puffy eyes.
"If it's bothering you that he's moving on too quick, tell him. I'm sure he'll respect that," Beck said.
"Okay…"
That was all the approval Jade needed to toss the redhead out of their home. She was still determined to spend the day with her fiancé.
Once Cat left, Jade slammed the door behind her and ran back in bed where Beck was waiting for her.
"So… Are you still in the mood," he asked with suggestive eyes.
"Oh yeah," Jade seductively answered and pulled him on top of her as the two immediately got into a heated make out session.
All too soon, however, their romantic plans were soiled again.
"Beck! Jade!" someone yelled from their living room.
"Oh hell no," Jade spat under her breath.
"Babe, did you forget to lock the door?" Beck asked frustrated.
"Shit," she cursed.
"We're in here, Andre," Beck called for their frantic friend. The couple straightened up and waited for Andre to come in the bedroom.
"Oh Lawwwd," Andre whined and sat at the edge of the bed. He hadn't even noticed that Beck's hair was a mess and his shirt was off, and Jade had a permanent look of frustration on her face.
"What's wrong, Dre?" Beck asked.
"I can't do it, man. I just can't do it."
"Do what?" Jade blankly asked, though she already knew the answer.
"I can't come up with another song for my album."
"Shocker," Jade sarcastically remarked. Andre had been in this funk for months, ever since he lost his mojo for writing. He didn't know how it happened, but he couldn't seem to find his groove and write any more songs. His first album was a hit, and his record company was offering him a sophomore album. The only problem is, Andre didn't have any material.
"Look, Andre. You're still in a writer's block. It's okay. Don't pressure yourself."
"Beck's right," Jade said. If she wanted Andre to leave, she needed to give him some advice, just like she did with Cat. "We all have dry spells. It's a part of the creative process. If we were always creative, we'll eventually run out of juice. This is just you refueling. You need to relax. Have some you time, and before you know it, you'll write a hit song every tween in the country will buy off of pear tunes."
"But it's been months."
"Good things come to those who wait," Jade said.
"I guess…"
"Why don't you go to JetBrew and drink some coffee. You get a lot of ideas there," Beck suggested.
"Alright…" Andre said and got up. Beck showed him to the door and once he left, he made sure to lock it this time and made a beeline to the bedroom.
"Okay, door is locked and we will have no more interruptions," Beck said as he hurriedly crawled under the sheets.
"It's 10 AM, we can still enjoy our day together," Jade replied optimistically.
"Yes we can," he smirked, laying on top of his fiancée's curvy figure and placed his lips where they'd been before Andre interrupted. But of course, this would be too easy and Beck and Jade's life wasn't. And the doorbell rang a third time.
"Just ignore it," Jade said and Beck obliged, continuing to kiss her. The person behind the door became impatient and began to knock on the door calling their names out.
"Beck! Hello? Jade?" a male voice yelled outside of their door.
"Mother of God, SHAPIRO?!" Jade turned two shades of red when she recognized Robbie's voice.
"Jade, let me in, please! It's important!" Robbie begged.
Unfortunately, for the third time that morning, Jade asked Beck to get off.
"Really?" Beck asked her.
"I'm sorry, Beck," Jade apologized and put a shirt on.
"Yeah, me too," Beck said under his breath as she walked out of the bedroom to the living room to open the door for their friend.
"Robbie Shapiro, you better have a damn good explanation for barging into my home on a Sunday morning," Jade demanded.
The nerd ignored the threat and let himself in, visibly upset about something. He slumped on a chair and buried his face in his hands.
"Robbie," Beck said stiffly as he made his way to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee.
"Why is life so cruel?" Robbie blurted.
"Well-" Jade began, though Beck stopped her before she tormented the boy.
"Babe, no."
"Ugh," Jade sighed and sat next to the nerd. "What's the cruelty?"
"Cat Valentine."
"Oh. Hell. No." Beck said from the kitchen. Jade was thinking the same thing. She held her temper in and tried to be patient with Robbie.
"And what about her?"
"She's mad at me for no reason!"
"There's always a reason, dude," Beck said from the kitchen.
"How do you know she's mad?"
"Well, we went out last night…" Robbie began.
"And let me guess, you danced with a another girl, Cat got insanely jealous and flipped out on you," Jade said dully.
"Wow, how'd you know?!" Robbie was befuddled.
"Cat was here earlier," Beck answered.
"She's mad at you too, Shapiro."
"But why is she mad?! We're not together anymore."
"Does she know that?" Jade asked.
"Yeah of course she does! And what gives her the right to tell me I can't dance with another girl when she danced with a couple of slime balls all night too."
"Whoa, she did?" Jade was surprised Cat never mentioned that.
"Yeah. And let me tell you, that kind of dancing they did, they might as well fit in one pair of jeans since they were dancing so close!" Robbie said with green eyes.
"Look, Robbie," Jade began, "Obviously this looks like a problem you need to work out with Cat. So I suggest you go find her and talk to her."
"I don't want to! Plus, she won't even talk to me."
As much as Beck and Jade tried to get Robbie, like their other friends, to leave, he wasn't nudging. Though that didn't matter at all because a moment later, the doorbell rang. Beck answered it and was not surprised.
"Oh look, Cat is back. And this time she brought Tori," Beck said cold-heartedly.
"Hi!" Cat cheerfully said. This was a complete 180 from how she was acting earlier that morning. Though this was normal Cat behavior.
"Morning, Mr. Oliver. Cat told me you and Jade had the day off so we figured let's all hangout today!"
"Yeah, because we had nothing better to do," he said sarcastically. Although neither of them got the hint. The girls step inside and immediately Cat's mood flipped again when she saw him.
"What is he doing here?!"
"Excuse me, they're my friends too you know!"
"Why don't you hangout with your new friends that you met last night. You seemed to have so much fun with them bimbos."
"Oh like you weren't having an adventure of your own."
Beck, Jade and Tori stood there watching the former couple argue back and forth, yearning for them to shut up.
"I'm going to need more coffee. And an aspirin," Beck said going back to the kitchen to refill.
"Make that two," Jade said.
"On it," he replied.
"Wait, three!" Tori hollered.
"Okay!"
"Okay, Vega. Let's break them up," Jade sighed. Tori nodded and the two started prying the kids further away from each other before someone's head exploded.
"Cat, calm down," Tori said to the red head.
"Shapiro. Shut your mouth before I cut it off," the Goth spat.
"Now," Tori began. "I know you two have your differences, but this is the first time in months that we all have a day off and we're going to try to enjoy it, ok? So can we all just look at the bright side and enjoy each other's company?"
"Fine."
"Okay…"
"Good! Now we can all have fun. The gang's back together!" Tori cheered.
"We should call Andre!" Cat, yet again changing moods, excitedly cheered.
Not even an hour later, Cat and Robbie managed to continue bickering. This time not even about their night before dancing. Tori and Jade tried calming them down, but they couldn't seem to stop with the blame game. The doorbell rang; Beck dully stood up, and opened the door not caring to see whom it was. Andre arrived and noticed the argument in front of him.
"What now?" he asked Beck.
"The usual. They're fighting again," Beck said and sipped his coffee.
"Look, Andre's here!" Tori tried diverting their attention away from the fight.
"Yeah, now that he's here, let's stop the talking and hangout," Jade suggested.
"Jade's right. Arguments aside, let's hangout. Like old times," Tori smiled.