A/N: I Do Not Own Victorious


"Racetrack to Motherboard, this is Beau and Lil' Red. Can we get a 20 on the target?"

"Vehicle in pursuit is going northwest on Grand towards 3rd street."

"Thank you, Shades."

"Hey bro, just remember to make sure you get the right guy this time," he joked.

"Har har, we got this."

Five minutes later, at a city bank near downtown, a heist was being attempted. Not even one minute soon after, the police was onsite. The one who was referred to as Beau was able to capture a suspect, while Lil' Red was able to protect the civilians. Unfortunately, the other accomplices had escaped. Fortunately, they were not able to steal any money.

"Dammit, they got away."

"We really need more back up next time."

"Why don't you tell your best friend that," Beau chuckled.

"Hey, she's your girlfriend," Lil Red giggled.

By the time they reached the station, it was around 9 PM. The usual team, with the exception of one part timer, was in the office.

The Central Street police station was the strongest and sharpest headquarters Los Angeles has ever had. Their secret weapon: the six-sigma troop. Six-sigma, in the business world, is a measure of quality that strives for near perfection. It's a discipline; a data-driven approach and methodology for eliminating defects in any process. In this case, the six offers that were a part of six-sigma strives to make Los Angeles a safer place, victoriously stopping one crime at a time.

Let's introduce the team, shall we? The best male on the squad was Beck Oliver, code name: Beau. He was definitely something to look at, and he was the alpha dog. His girlfriend, the scariest female anyone will ever meet, was Jade West. She seems mysterious and inviting at first, but she can use a regular object better than any knife can do. That's why they call her scissors – those were her specialty. Cat Valentine was your typical LA girl. Tiny, cute, energetic, and a bit clueless, but when she put her badge on, child's play was set aside and crime was her playground. Her fiery red hair meant business. Code name: Lil' Red. Then came the ringleader of the group, Tori Vega. Not only was she the chief's daughter but she always had the master plan to get out of any situation. Her father's biggest case was trying to pry off the many suitors she had because she was clearly very pretty. Code name: Cheekbones (For Jade, it was Diva). These four were the field officers, most of the time on scene. Behind the scenes, in the van were the final two members of the squad. Andre Harris, code name: Shades; and Robbie Shapiro, code name: Specs. Andre would be used on the field only when needed. He had an intimidating nature that they only asked for him on special cases. Robbie, well he was the smart one of the group. A high ranking officer as well, he knew the computer systems, the gadgets and the weapons like the back of his hand. This was six-sigma.

Sometimes, Trina Vega, Tori's sister and the chief's other daughter, would accompany them on missions, but for the most part, she had a desk job at the station, filing reports and doing background research.

David Vega, the Big Daddy, was the chief officer for six-sigma. He was one of the three most powerful officers in Los Angeles. And even more powerful ever since he formed six-sigma four years prior. When Tori and her friend Andre graduated from high school, they spent a summer in the junior police academy and met the others. David liked them so much that he recruited them before the CIA or FBI could snatch the bunch. Next to the SWAT team, six-sigma was the go-to for major crimes in Los Angeles.

"So, how mad do you think chief will be?" Andre asked.

"He shouldn't be too upset. We caught one of the guys," Beck replied.

"Yeah but do you think he's going to talk?" Robbie questioned.

"We'll see," Beck said.

Officer Vega, Tori and Jade entered through the doors and found the others.

"You let them get away?" was the first thing he said.

"We didn't know it would be so many guys, sir," Beck stood up.

"Well neither did we so I guess I can't get too upset," he sighed. "Good thing you guys caught one of them. Where's the guy?"

"He's in the holding cell with Cat and Trina," Andre answered.

Jade noticed Beck's forehead was bruised.

"Ouch, babe. You hurt yourself?" she walked up to her boyfriend and poked the tender area.

"Yes and please don't poke me. You know it hurts," he winced from the contact of her finger to his skin.

"Don't be such a baby," she said before sucking face with him.

"Jade. Beck. Please eat each other's faces when you're off the clock," officer Vega chuckled. He was tough, but he was still a parental figure.

The others went to the holding cell to find Cat and Trina doing paper work at the desk and the suspect behind bars.

"Good job Cat, Beck," officer Vega said. "Now, who do we have here?"

Trina handed him the file. "Here daddy, paperwork's all done."

"Thanks baby. Now let's see… Miles Montgomery. Says you've got a history of grand theft auto in three states. Mind explaining to me what you were doing at the bank?"

"Were you trying to cash a check to pay for auto insurance?" Cat wondered. She wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but she was when it counted.

They all turned to the suspect, a middle-aged man with a balding head and scruffy beard.

"You really think I'm that stupid, huh?" Miles spat.

"Of course not. I know you won't tell us. But I guess you were stupid enough to get behind bars," Beck remarked. "And you had accomplices, correct?"

"You won't get anything out of me," the convict replied.

"And neither will your little buddies. I'm sure they're long gone by now and have forgotten about you," Beck grunted. "So you might as well 'fess up so your charges won't be so harsh."

"Does everything have to have a reason?" he asked.

"What? Were you bored or something? Do you think this is just a hobby for you?" Jade barked.

Miles smirked.

"Man I think we got a sicko over here. Should we transfer him to Twin Palms?" Andre suggested.

"I'm on it," Trina said and dialed the number.

Once the van came and hauled Miles over to the rehabilitation center, the office was finally quiet. Officer Vega and Trina went home while the gang stuck around. They usually only had the after hours to spend time together. Four years ago they were mostly strangers, now they were a pretty tight knit bunch. Beck, Andre and Robbie were fixing some equipment in the van and sipping on some beers, while Jade, Cat and Tori were relaxing on the benches watching the guys.

"Nothing like resting after a hard day's work," Jade said leaning back in her chair, hands behind her head.

"Tell me about it. That bank robbery wiped us out," Tori added.

"Yeah well at least that Miles dude is locked up," Jade said.

"He was a bit aggressive," Cat rubbed her elbow.

"Uh-oh, you ok?" Tori grew a bit concerned.

"I'm fine. It's Beck you guys should be worried about. He got bigger bruises than this," Cat pointed out.

"Yeah, well big or small, better hide that bruise from the guys. They'll go big brother on you," Jade teased.

"Shut up," Cat stuck her tongue out.

"I fixed Beck's bruised earlier with the cream on my desk. Just use that so they won't find out."

"Ok fine," Cat whined.

"So Tori," Jade changed subjects. "You and Andre take that Cancun trip yet?"

"Yeah, and my dad had a heart attack. Of course not, Jade!" Tori remarked.

"How long are you guys going to hide this from your dad, Vega?"

"I don't know but I just know now's not the time to distract my father by him worry about his little girl."

"Oh Tori, when are you going to grow up and just tell your poor dad?" Cat joked.

"Look who's talking," Tori shot back.

"What?" Cat was confused.

"Yeah Cat, you don't even tell us anything about your love life?" Jade added.

"That's because you're supposed to have one in order to talk about one. And I don't have one," she said matter of factly.

"So you mean to tell us in the four years we've known each other that you've only had that one boyfriend, What was his name again, Tor?"

"I think it was Daniel," she mentioned.

"Yeah, Daniel. You only dated him for like 4 months," Jade said.

"And? What's your point?" Cat asked.

"Aren't you over him already?" Jade asked.

"What's your point?" she replied.

"Then why haven't you dated anyone after him?" Tori wondered.

"Is there like a rule that I have to be in a relationship?" Cat questioned.

"No, but a pretty thing like you, I'm surprised you haven't been snatched up yet," Jade told her.

"Well I have and it didn't work out. Oh well. Plus I have more important things to worry about."

"Cat, you work too much. You deserve a break sometimes. And I know we're awesome, but don't you want to have a relationship too?" Tori questioned.

"I don't know. I just want to focus on work right now."

"Is there even a guy in mind?"

"Mmm not really…" her eyes wandered.

"Well, we've got to find you one so you can double, maybe triple date with us some time. You know, once Vega gets the courage to tell her dad about Andre."

"I will, Jade! Soon!" Tori defended.

"You ever wonder what it is girls talk so much about that they are always talking?" Andre wondered as he looked over to the girls.

"Dude. I've been with Jade for four years and I still don't know half the things that go on in her mind. And I'd like to keep it that way," Beck joked.

"But don't you want to know what a girl thinks sometimes?" Andre asked.

"I think if a guy knew what a girl was thinking all the time, it would make it easier on all our lives," Robbie chimed in.

"Then again, if we take a look into their minds, they'll want to know what we think about all the time," Beck pointed.

"And? We talk about hot girls and sports. There's nothing really bad about that," Andre said.

"Not when you're girl's extremely jealous. And let me just say, green is not a good color on Jade," Beck chuckled.

"So are you trying to say like the deeper things we think about?" Robbie asked.

"Robbie, we're not all philosophical and sensitive like you," Andre kidded. "But yeah. Something like that."

"Maybe it's good not to know, I mean, ignorance is bliss, right?" Robbie suggested.

"Right," Beck agreed. "But at the same time, ignorance is no excuse. If a girl expects you to know something or read her signs, you sure as hell better pick it up or who knows what her next move will be or not be," they all chuckled at Beck's remark.

"You ever wonder what guys talk about?" Tori said when she looked over at the guys laughing.

"Girls and sports," Jade said. "And stupid boy things."

"Hehe, that's so true," Cat agreed.

"No, like other than that. Like deeper things," Tori said.

"Sometimes. But if they're smart, they wouldn't be hiding it in and just say it out loud."

"Then why do girls do that?" Cat posed.

"Because we're girls. We're supposed to be mysterious. It's what keeps the men at bay," Jade stated.

"Oh you're good," Tori nodded.

"I know," Jade smirked.

"But seriously, I don't know if Andre's ok with us keeping this a secret. He only goes with what I say. Sometimes I wish he would just tell me what he wants."

"Then ask him."

"It's not that easy."

"Yeah Jade, it's not that easy," Cat agreed.

"Oh wah-wah. If a guy is as macho as he says, he'll answer you honestly. So just ask him," Jade said to Tori. "Otherwise, you'll never know and you might miss an opportunity for something better," she added. This one piece of advice was referring to Cat in particular.


A/N: I reconnected with my 'Robbie' the other day and it seems as if he's still got me under his trance even though I know it'll go nowhere. On top of that, I've been getting a few nods at work events. When you're this busy, ain't nobody got time for love. But I won't shut myself out if the opportunity didn't present itself. Except the thing is… there's this guy. We're friends, let's start there. Sometimes I find myself thinking about him. But we could never work out for many reasons. I just want to know if he even feels anything. And if he doesn't, I honestly wouldn't be crushed because I wouldn't have to wonder 'what if'. But fret not people, he's first and foremost a friend and my little dilemma brought up an idea - this story! Cabbie is in for a ride!

Please be patient with me. That's all I ask. And just because I published a new story doesn't mean I'll have free time. I just feel like I owe you guys another story. I'm working on other projects I have for FF so it's not like I'm flaking. Soon I'll be collaborating with a few writers. This fic is not the most poetically written. It's so hard to best my other ones. Nevertheless, I got my message across so I hope you like it.

On another note, check out this new fic by AyItsJay called "Screamtorious", a suspense/romance story. He's a great writer, very creative, and it's a promising story that I enjoyed reading and helping him with.