DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN VICTORiOUS. POV's when mentioned if any.

Chapter 2

Situation

Caterina's POV

Monday, January 3rd. 2 PM. Valentine residence.

I just got back home after my first day back from school after winter break. I am almost finished with kindergarten. Joey is almost finished with second grade. Joey and I take the bus to and from school.

Mommy is home, waiting for us. She is sitting at the kitchen table with some papers. Joey and I run to her once we get inside the house after Joey lets us in with his key.

"Mommy!" I greet with a large smile on my face as I run to her. She chuckles and turns to me, with her arms wide open and she hugs me when I reach her.

"Hey sweetie, how was your first day back?" she asks me.

"It was fun! We did some coloring and nap time and the ABC's." I tell her excitedly, jumping up and down. She laughs at my giddiness and hugs me again. Joey tells her about his day when he comes in the kitchen to hug her as well.

"So, I wanted to talk to you two about something very important." Mommy says. Joey and I look at each other. Usually it's pretty serious when she says it like that.

"What is it, mom?" Joey asks.

"We're going to be moving to LA this weekend." Mommy says.

"What's LA? I ask.

"Los Angeles, a city nearby." Joey replies. Oh.

"How come we're moving, mommy?" I ask her. She lets out a breath and rubs her eyes a bit.

"Your father's being transferred to another department for his job." Mommy explains.

"A transfer, Kitty is moving from one place to another in work." Joey explains. I nod, showing I understand him. Mommy smiles at him.

"We move this weekend." Mommy says.

"That soon?" Joey asks. She nods.

Andre's POV

Wednesday, January 5th. Harris residence.

"We're doing what now?" I ask her. She said something about moving, but I don't think I heard her correctly.

"We're moving, Andre." Mommy repeats.

"Why? I thought we liked it here?" I ask.

"I'm pregnant and we need a bigger place for the baby." She replies. She's what?

"What's pregnant mean?" I ask her.

"It means, you're going to have a little brother or sister sometime this year." She replies, smiling. Oh.

"When do we move, mommy and baby?" I ask her, or them. She chuckles lightly and hugs me. I hug her back, but I stare at her. Where will the baby come from? I don't think I wanna know!

"We're moving at the end of next week. We're going to live in Los Angeles. Your father and I have already found a place and it's near a dental office for us to work at." She replies.

"I don't like dentists." I whisper. I reaaaally don't. But don't tell her I said that!

"I heard that, young man." She says. Uh oh!

"Sorry," I say with a bright smile. She smiles back at me and hugs me again. Maybe this won't be so bad.

Robert's POV

Saturday, January 8th. 3 PM. Shapiro residence.

"Why are we moving again?" I ask daddy. He broke me this news earlier this week. We move next weekend. But, I still don't know why.

"We need a bigger house for us. This home is too small for you and the baby."

"But the baby isn't here yet. Is it?" I say.

"Not for a few more months, but it's best to move now while it's easier for your mother."

"Where are we going to live now?" I ask.

"LA." Mommy says. I look at her. What does that mean? LA?

"Los Angeles; it's not far from where we live now and we'll be moving into a much bigger place now." Daddy adds.

"Will it be bad for the baby?" I ask. "Does mommy have to stay here to have it?"

"No, she doesn't have to stay here to have the baby. Babies can be born anywhere." Daddy says with a little chuckle.

"Thanks for the concern though, sweetie." Mommy says, ruffling my hair. I smile widely as she does that.

Beckett's POV

Sunday, January 2nd. 11 AM. Oliver residence.

"I don't want to move!" I shout at daddy.

"We want to move and start a new life, Beckett." He tells me.

"I don't wanna!" I shout again.

"Keep your voice down." He says. I shake my head.

"Beckett, this will be a fun experience for you; you'll be able to meet new friends and have a fun life in Los Angeles." Mommy tries. I shake my head again, tears coming in my eyes.

"NO!" I shout at her.

"Don't talk to your mother like that, young man!" Daddy shouts at me and I whimper and take a step back.

"Sorry, mommy," I whimper at her, avoiding her gaze.

"It's ok, you're just scared of change is all." She replies, hugging me.

"When do we leave?" I ask.

"This Friday. It's going to take two to three days to drive down there." Mommy replies. Wha? Two to three days? That's a loong drive!

Jadelyn's POV

Sunday, January 2nd. 10 AM West residence.

Mommy and daddy finally came home last night around 7. I was still in my room. I had cried myself to sleep and was awoken by mommy. I cried into her arms when she woke me. She tried to soothe me and it somehow helped. I was so scared last night. Mommy said they went shopping and lost track of time.

I didn't believe her for some reason that I can't understand. She was lying to me and I wanted to know why. Mommy and I leave my room and go into the kitchen, where daddy was putting away food. Mommy went to help him as I sat down at the table. I sniffled some more as I watched them moving around the kitchen, ignoring me. Time to change that.

"Mommy, why are you lying?" I asked her as she closed the freezer door. She and daddy turned to look at me, weird looks on their faces.

"What are you talking about, Jadelyn?" she asked me.

"Where were you two? You scared me." I replied.

"We went shopping." Daddy answered.

"All day?" I asked.

"Yes, all day; are you feeling well, Jadelyn?" Mommy replied.

"No! You scared me! I was alone all day!" I shouted at them. I then got up and ran back into my room and stayed there for the rest of the day. Mommy came and tried to talk to me, but I told her to leave me alone and she did.

Now it's the next morning. I'm sooo hungry from not eating anything yesterday. I get up and leave me room. I go into the kitchen, where they both are sitting, having breakfast and drinking that dark liquid. Mommy calls it coffee and I want to try some, but she won't let me.

Mommy and daddy looked up at me when I walked into the kitchen. They said 'good morning' to me, but I ignored them and got a bowl from the cupboard thingy. I had to use a chair to reach for the bowls. They didn't even help me. Oh, I hope they're not mad at me. I can't take being scared any more.

I put the chair back and grabbed some cereal for myself and I sat at the table and ate my cold food quickly. I was really hungry.

I finished my cereal and I looked up to see mommy and daddy looking at me.

"Are you mad at me?" I ask quietly, sinking in my seat a little so that I appear shorter than I already am. They looked at each other, before looking back at me.

"We're not mad at you, Jadelyn; you didn't do anything." Daddy replies.

"But I called mommy a liar yesterday." I reply, sinking lower into my seat.

"Oh, honey you didn't call me a liar, you were just scared is all." Mommy replies.

"Please don't be mad at me." I beg her.

"I'm not mad at you." She says. I raise up in my seat a bit so that I'm almost sitting straight up.

"We need to tell you something though, Jadelyn." Daddy says. I look up at him. He lets out a breath and looks at me in the eyes. "We're moving." What does he mean by that?

"Moving?" I ask.

"We're moving to a new house." Mommy says. "That's what your father and I were doing all day yesterday, looking for a new house and we found one."

"Why are we moving?" I ask.

"I got a new job at a bigger law firm and I need to be closer to the office." Daddy replies.

"Where are we going to live now?" I ask, a little scared. I like my house. I've lived here my whole life and I'm only 4 years old.

"Los Angeles." Mommy replies.

"Where's that?" I ask.

"It's a city pretty close to where we live now." Daddy says.

"I don't want to move." I say.

"We have to Jadelyn. I know how you're feeling, but we have to. You'll be facing a lot of choices in your life and that means you'll have to sacrifice something important for something more important." Mommy says.

"What does sacr-sacrif-"I start to ask, but I can't pronounce that word yet.

"Sacrifice. It means to give up something important for others." Mommy tells me. Oh.

"What will happen to me?" I ask. I'm starting to get a little scared again.

"You'll be given new opportunities, or choices, and you'll make new friends." Daddy replies.

"When are we moving?"

"End of next week."

"What's gonna happen?" I ask. I want to know more.

"We'll be packing up all our belongings and making the move and it'll be fun." Mommy says, smiling at me. I smile back. I'm not sure how I should take this news.

Victoria's POV

Monday, January 3rd. 4 PM. Vega residence.

"Girls! Come down here, please!" Mommy's voice comes from downstairs. I run out of my room and almost slam into Trina who leaves her room at the same time. We look at each other and go downstairs together.

Mommy is in the living room, sitting at the couch. She has a big smile on her face. She turns when she hears us coming.

"What is it, mommy?" Trina asks.

"Come sit down." She replies, pointing to the couch. I look nervously at Trina, who shrugs. We move to sit down next to mommy on the couch. Mommy turns to face us. "Guess what?" she asks, happily.

"We're going to the zoo!" I say, happily. She shakes her head. Aw, man!

"The park?!" Trina says. Mommy shakes her head again.

"What is it, mommy?" I ask this time.

"Your father just called; he got promoted at work!" mommy says happily.

"What does promoted mean?" Trina asks. I nod.

"He gets a better job than he does know at the department." Mommy replied.

"What is he going to do now?" I ask.

"He's a detective starting next week!"

"Huh?" Trina and I say at the same time.

"He gets to solve cases now, but he's not yet trained; he only just passed the exam required to become one." Mommy explains.

"Ooh, that sounds fun! But isn't it…dangerous?" I ask.

"It can be a little dangerous, yes, but he's always cautious."

"Huh?" Trina asks.

"He's careful with danger." Mommy explains.

"Oh. But what will happen now?" Trina asks.

"Well, he starts training and soon he'll be working to solve crimes other people cause against other people." Mommy explains. Trina and I smile. Daddy always liked working as a po-lease afficer.

"Yay for daddy!" I squeal happily and I jump up and hug mommy who hugs me back. Trina whines a little and joins us in our big hug. While, I'm happy for daddy; I'm a little scared as well. I can tell from Trina's face that she is too. I think mommy is as well, but she isn't saying anything about it. I hope daddy will be ok. No one better mess with him now or you have to answer to me!

No one's POV

How does one truly react to moving? For Victoria and Trina, they wouldn't react as they would never move, but news of David's promotion does scare them. Patrolman to detective is quite the step up. For the other's, it's a whole new situation. And it is not a song. It is the start of something that they would become a part of in the future, whether they want to or not. Their future has begun and none of them are prepared for what's coming.

Chapter 2. Comment or review plz and you'll be rewarded to a preview of the next chapter; first come, first serve only though. The song I was referring to was Yaz's Situation, a classic song. Check it out, it's got a pretty good beat to it.