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Jade's POV

"What?" I answered my phone once I saw it wasn't Beck.

"Um, is this Jade West?" A quiet, squeaky voice asked.

"Yes, why?" I countered the terrified woman with a hint of a smile.

It was fun to terrify people.

"Your fiancé, Beck Oliver? He's been in a car accident. We were instructed to call-"

I jumped up. "Where is he?" I demanded.

"Anderson Hospital on-"

"I know where it is! Tell him I'll be there as soon as possible."

Third-person POV

A young, pretty nurse was checking one of the many monitors in the room another nurse had pointed Jade towards. Beck, who knew she was there even with his eyes closed, was astonished that Jade hadn't yelled at her yet. He kept his eyes closed as she approached the hospital bed.

"Well," she stated. "You look like crap."

The little CNA stared incredulously at Jade. She'd never seen a girlfriend of an accident victim act this way. But Beck chuckled, a wide smile spreading across his face. He'd heard lots of voices since the collision with the little Jag, but it's was Jade's bittersweet, threatening tone he'd wanted to hear most, if you could believe that.

"Thanks." he replied, opening his eyes to see Jade, in her signature black, intricate clothing, arms crossed over her chest, eyes worried. "Good thing you look great enough for both of us."

Jade rolled her eyes. "Does it hurt?" she asked curiously, lightly brushing a finger over the gash on his collar bone.

"I feel like a dinosaur tried to eat me."

The nurse giggled and Jade glared at her, sending the young employee scurrying out of the room.

There's my Jade. Beck thought, holding his arms out, pleading with her to join him.

"Don't be an idiot." His girl admonished. "That would hurt."

"Hold me?" He begged.

"You've been filleted by your car!"

He stuck out his lower lip, gazing at her with his big, brown puppy dog eyes. "Please?"

"It's going to hurt you." she warned.

"I don't care." he smiled as she relented, climbing up beside him while rolling her eyes again and sighing loudly.

"So," she said, her arms gently encircling his waist, nestling her head in the crook of his neck. "What kind of dinosaur?"

"What?" Beck questioned.

He hugged her close, pretending not to notice the sharp pains coursing through his body with his every move.

"You said you felt like a dinosaur tried to eat you." Jade explained. "I wanted to know what kind of dinosaur."

"Oh," Beck laughed. "Definitely a T-Rex. Named Marvin."

"Marvin?" Jade fairly snorted.

How is it possible that that snort is incredibly sexy? Beck mused.

"Don't you think Marvin is a sinister name?" He defended.

"No. Marvin sounds like the name of a leprechaun. A nice, short man in a green suit and red hair."

"Ugh. Leprechauns." Beck said, disgusted. "Almost as bad as dinosaurs who prey upon teenage Indian guys with great hair."

Jade scoffed as he mumbled on. "Doubtlessly as nefarious."

"Nefarious." Jade parroted, a smirk in her voice.

"Are you hating on my vocabulary?" Beck accused.

"Actually. I like the word 'nefarious'." She admitted, playing with his lacerated hand. "And your hair is not that great."

"Whatever." Now it was Beck's turn to smirk. "I know you love it almost as much as you love my 'exquisite' abs." He tried to duplicate her Jersey Man voice.

"I do not." Jade resisted. "And you can't pull off the voice."

"I so can!" Beck protested. "Besides," he smiled evilly. "You talk in your sleep."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"You tell me all kinds of, ahem, interestingthings in your sleep."

"What did I say?" Jade demanded, sitting up."

Beck easily pulled her back down beside him. "I'll never tell."

"I will push you off the bed." She threatened.

"No you won't."

"I will. Don't think that just because-"

She was cut off by his lips colliding into hers. She didn't pull away, but refused to part her lips. Beck snaked a hand just below the waistband of her jeans, finding that spot on her hip…

Jade opened her mouth, trying to keep the moan from escaping. He took the opportunity and his tongue shot inside her mouth. "Fine." she murmured against his lips. "You win, I won't push you."

He leaned back to look at her again. "Thanks, because that would've hurt so badly."

She gave him an evil smile. "Now you have to answer a question for me."

He gave her a dubious look. "What?"

Jade leaned forward, kissing his neck gingerly, avoiding the cuts. "Why did you tell the nurse I was your fiancé?"

He grinned sheepishly at her. "You do plan to marry me, right?"

She pushed against his shoulder. "Are you asking?"

"Sort of."

"Do you plan on marrying me?" She pressed.

"Of course." Beck replied as if it were obvious, which it kind of was. "So we're engaged." He concluded.

Jade raised an eyebrow. "Not really."

"Okay fine." he relented. "When I filed my emergency paperwork when I started driving, I listed you as my fiancé so they'd call you if anything happened to me…" His voice dropped lower. "They don't call girlfriends if you're in a coma." Beck kissed the top of her head.

"I would've found out eventually." Jade commented, easing closer to him, resting her head in its previous place.

"True." Beck agreed. "But I'd hate to see what you'd have cut up before you did."

She knew he was smiling even though she couldn't see his face anymore. "I wouldn't do too much damage." She said.

"Please." He scoffed. "My RV would be in shreds before you found out. Especially if you thought I was avoiding you."

Jade thought this over, shrugging. "Maybe. Or maybe I'd just set it on fire."

"Oh." Beck made a face. "My poor fish." He lamented.

"Those fish are stupid."

"You just don't like them because you think they watch us."

"They do!" Jade insisted. "All the time! They're very perverted little fish!" She relished Beck's deep, rumbling laughter.

"The fish are not the problem."

"Are you believing a bunch of mindless fish over me?"

"Of course not."

"Stop smiling."

"Why?" His smile widened.

"You look ridiculous."

"No, the fact that I am wearing jeans and a hospital gown is ridiculous. The smile is the good part."

"What. Ever."

Beck was surprised they hadn't been shushed yet. Or reprimanded for both of them being in the bed. "I love you my little pyromaniac-fish-hater." He said softly, kissing the top of her head.

"And I love you too you car-crashing filleted Indian."

"Are you ever going to stop it with the 'Indian' thing?"

"You started that one yourself, Aladdin." Jade informed him.

"I thought you'd want to know!" He contested. "And anyway, Aladdin is Arabian."

She just shrugged again. "Doesn't mean you look any less like him."

Even though you love to insult me and you're loud and you're all the things I thought I'd never love; and even though you don't say it a lot, I know you love me as much as I love you: More than anything.

I just realized that both my fanfics for Victorious are centered around tragedy…. I am thinking the next one-shot will be happy, yes? Also, I am thinking maybe a chapter in the future will be texting/computer updates/comments? Would anyone like that?

Again, I would ADORE some constructive criticism, and I would absolutely LOVE to hear what you thought, no matter what your thoughts about it.

Thanks! Much love to all of my readers and reviewers,

Aimee