Hello Peoples, How are you all? So I had to upload that last chapter twice to get the amount of reviews I wanted. But oh well. I'm glad y'all like the story, because I have had this chapter half finished for about a week and I only just finished it last night. So, because it's my day of school :P I'm gonna send this to my home computer and upload it there. KK Bye for now.
(I do not own Victorious)

"JADE!" Theresa screamed at the door. "I'm coming in." She said before punching in the pin code and swinging the door open.

"Oh my god." She gasped as she noticed the sixteen year old lying awkwardly limp on the wet tiles, with a small blood puddle surrounding her head.

"Someone get a doctor!" She yelled out, forgetting that there was one in the room with her.
"What's wrong?" Beck worried as he attempted to push himself up to get a better view.
"Don't worry son. It's alright." Brian tried to reassure while Dr. Reeves and Theresa stared into the bathroom with nothing but blank shock on their faces.

"Prep the OR." He called out to the nurse standing beside Beck. "We've got head trauma and the patient's unconscious and bleeding."
"Yes sir." She called back before scurrying out of the room.
"WHAT?" Beck stressed, causing his heart rate to creep up. "What happened to Jade?"

"So what are we going to now Jade? You've locked yourself in here with me." Beckett mocked, pointing over to the bathroom door that was stuck locked on the inside.
"Go away." She screamed. "Get out of my head."
"That's a bit worrying." He mumbled whilst staring at her head.
"What is?" She panicked.
"Jade, your head's bleeding." He said seriously, before walking over to her and touching the blood.
"So...I'm just dreaming anyway." She defended.
"Then why can I touch you?" He asked, holding up the hand that was covered in blood in front of her face.

"Dad. I need to see her." Beck argued as he tried to wriggle himself out of his dad's grip.
"You can't even get out of bed. How the hell do you think you're going to walk over there."
"Clearly you've never seen the one you love being dragged past you on a gurney." He protested.
"Beck! If it was possible to let you go I would, but you can't even go in there while they're operating. Let alone when you just woke up."
"I'm going over there, whether I'm allowed to or not." He took in a deep breath and summoned up all his strength to push his dad off him and into the wall.
"Beck!" He yelled out as he watched Beck pry himself out of his bed and rip the medical equipment off his arms, chest and face.
"Sorry dad." He apologised before he limped out of the room and up the hall.

"Mr Oliver." One of the nurses called over. "Mr Oliver."
"What?" He snarled.
"You need to get back to your room." She answered, nerves high in her voice.
"I can't." He answered, determination taking place of his voice. "I have to find Jade and I have to hold her and I have to tell her that I love her."
"Mr Oliver!" She called out as he increased the pace of his limp."Wait."

"Jade, I have to admit, even I'm a little freaked out." Beckett said, his voice shaking as he did.
"Well duh." She remarked sarcastically. "Grab me one of the towels."
"Here." He shouted as he tossed a towel over to her, which Jade then placed on the bleeding part of her head.
"Well that should hold it up for a bit, but we need to get out of here." She panicked as she tried to kick the middle of the door in.
"Jade!" A voice called out.
"What do you want Beckett?" She snapped as she turned around.
"That wasn't me." He answered.
"Well then who..." She began.
"JADE!" The voice repeated.
"Beck?" She squealed as she pressed her ear against the door.

"Jade!" Beck called out as he stormed into the operating room she was in.
"Mr Oliver, you are not allowed to be in here." Dr Reeves demanded.
"JADE!" He repeated.
"SECURITY!" The doctor yelled out.
"Beck?" Jade mumbled.
"Yes?" The security guard asked as he rushed into the room.
"Take Mr. Oliver back to his room please." He answered callously.
"No!" Beck demanded as the security guard approached him. "You don't understand. I can't leave her. She needs me." He continued to plead as the security guard pushed him out of the room and up the hallway to the information desk.
"Beck?" Theresa questioned as she noticed the two travelling down the hallway.
"Mum! Thank god you're here." He sighed. "They won't let me see Jade."
"Well Beck, you shouldn't even be out of bed." She worried.
"Jade NEEDS me." He protested. "Okay? She wouldn't be here if it weren't for me, and she's hurt, and I need to tell her I'm sorry and that I love her."
"Come with me Mr Oliver." The security guard interrupted, now with knowledge of where his room was.
"No I can't." He argued as he squirmed out of the guard's grip. "I have to see Jade."
"Sorry Mr Del-ban-tho..." She began, while enunciating the name on his name tag. "Could you please leave him here."
"I'm sorry ma'am but he's in a very unstable condition and he has to stay in a bed or hospital approved wheelchair."
"Well get me a wheelchair!" He demanded.
"Beck!" Theresa scolded, yet again.
"Sorry. Please get me a wheelchair." He repeated, this time with a patronizing tone in his voice.
"I'll see what I can do." The nurse at the information desk interrupted, before picking up the phone.

"Beckett!" She squealed. "That was Beck! He's awake."
"Then why am I still here?" He asked.
"Because I'm not awake yet." She answered.
"Well then, wake up." He challenged her, a smug smile on his face.
"I will." She huffed before clamping her eyes shut.

"I still see you." Beckett interrupted, this time playing with the back of her hair.
"Stop that!" She reprimanded smacking his hands away.
"Why can't I?" He asked playfully, while he lifted up her hand and started to trace little circles in the palm.
"Because I have a boyfriend!" She reminded him.
"But I am that boyfriend." He reasoned.
"No you're not. You are just a figment of my imagination."
"If I were a figment of your imagination could I do this?" He asked before swopping her into his arms and planting his lips to hers.
"BECKETT!" She screamed, as she tried to push him away. "DO NOT EVER DO THAT AGAIN!"

"Why not?" He played as he twirled her hair around his finger. "Don't act like you didn't love it."
"I'm not acting. I really didn't love it." She exclaimed.
"That hurts Jade. You're really hurting me." He said, with a pouty face before disappearing again.

"Where'd you go Beckett?" She questioned. "BECKETT?"

That's when she noticed the tap was still running.
"Oh shit!" She yelled when she looked over at it. "Beckett?" She questioned uneasily as the room began to fill up with water.

With still no sign of Beckett she tried to twist the tap into an off position.
"Oh fudge." She broke, as she held her burnt hand.
"P.S. The water's hot." Beckett joked from behind her.
"You could've warned me!" She snapped.
"Oh I'm sorry." He answered sarcastically, as he walked closer to her.
"You're not helping." She commented as she pushed her lips against her sore hand in an effort to cool it down.
"Here. I'll turn it off." He interrupted as he pushed her aside and played with the tap.
"Any luck?" She asked, warily, while listening to the tap still running.
"Um...does bad luck count?" He shrugged as he turned around and handed her the tap that he broke off.

MWAHAHA! Another cliff hanger. Because I'm evil :|

Okay, so I'm liking the fact that only I know what's going on and what's gonna happen, because it's in my head right now. Well anyway, it is 12:19am so I'm gonna go to sleep :P Will upload tomorrow and hope to get at least five reviews before I update again. Try and guess what happens.
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