Jade's menacing glare continued to vacillate between her father, who was sitting on the couch in the living room, and Beck, who nervously paced around the kitchen with an apologetic look on his face. She tugged angrily at her hair and crossed her arms, slumping against the marble island to bury her face in her hands.

"I can't believe you," she muttered into her hands. "I just can't believe you."

"What else was I supposed to do?" Beck yelled, his tone hushed to make sure Mr. West wouldn't turn around. "He's really worried about you, Jade."

Jade scoffed and pushed away from Beck's arms. "I'm sure he is," she snapped sarcastically. She continued to glare at the back of her father's head. "If he was so worried he would have come running when I got arrested. He doesn't care."

"He does," Beck corrected her softly. "I guess your step-mom's been really sick."

"Good," Jade couldn't help but smirk.

Beck sighed and was grateful when Jade allowed him to pull her close. "I don't know what to do with you anymore," he admitted honestly. "I think your dad can help you a lot better."

Jade tried to pull away but Beck held on tight. There was no doubt that her father was going to try and send her away like he did to her mother. Her mother never went to rehab and Jade always wondered what things would have been like if she wasn't so stubborn and selfish. She could have been alive today.

"I'm not going anywhere," Jade whispered. "I can help myself."

"You can't," Beck countered, his fingers twirling around in Jade's hair. He missed her colorful green highlights; they would bring a certain sparkle to Jade's piercing eyes. Now, they were just dull and lifeless. "You need to go to rehab." It was the first time he ever told Jade out loud. It had been swirling in his head for weeks but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Jade shook her head back and forth childishly. "NO!" she screamed, frightening Cat who appeared behind them seemingly out of nowhere. Jade buried her face into Beck's shoulder and bit back her curse words. Cat had barely been home for an hour and things were already crashing down.

"Jade?" Cat questioned uneasily. She gingerly made her way over to the couple, stopping short when she realized Jade's eyes were watering. "Can we bake cookies now?"

Beck stepped in before Jade could speak. "Not now, Cat. Jade and her dad have to talk."

Cat's bottom lip began to tremble. "But, but she promised!"

"I did," Jade said, getting in front of Beck and grabbing Cat's hand. "Go get the stuff, okay?"

Satisfied, Cat bounced over to the cabinets and climbed up on the counter to find the cookie mix. Beck shook his head at Jade. "No," he stated firmly. "I'll stay here with her and you go with your dad."

"No," Jade bit back in frustration. "Why don't you and my dad go talk about my problems? Go pick out a nice little rehab for me to go to," she whispered hotly, bumping into Beck's shoulder when she went to walk past.

Cat jumped off the counter and rummaged through the refrigerator to get the eggs. She was doing her best to tune out Beck and Jade's quiet argument. But when she shut the door and found Mr. West lingering by Beck, she closed her eyes and latched on to Jade. Though she always found him pretty nice, he was still scary as she remembered. He was tall and very intimidating.

"Let's go, Jade," Elliot demanded lightly. "I made dinner reservations."

"I can't," Jade shrugged smugly. "I'm busy."

Cat nodded. "Yeah, Mr. West! Jade and I are going to bake cookies."

"Jade and I have to talk," Elliot spoke to Cat slowly, glancing down at her as if she were a small child. "It will have to be another time."

"No!" Cat stomped her foot. She held tight to Jade's arm. "She already promised me before you came! You'll just have to wait until we're done!""

Jade looked at Beck. "I hope you're happy," she said to him, trying to pry Cat's fingers off her arm one by one. She rubbed Cat's back and tilted her chin upward to that they were looking at one another. "How about another time?"

There was nothing Jade could say to make Cat feel better. She was already becoming a blubbering mess and Beck knew Jade was going to blame him. Cat just kept shaking her head and wrapped herself around Jade's waist and held on as tight as she could.

"Cat," Beck tried, rubbing the girl's back. "Why don't you and I go to Freezy Queen? I hear they have a new cotton candy ice cream flavor."

"No," Cat protested, her voice muffled by Jade's shoulder. "I don't care!"

"Just take her," Jade instructed Beck icily, gently pushing Cat off her. Beck scooped her up and Jade did her best to ignore the hysterical screaming expelling from her best friend. It was echoing through the foyer until the front door open and promptly slammed shut. "Talk."

Elliot raised an eyebrow. "What about dinner?"

"I'm not hungry," Jade snapped. "If you want to talk, talk. I don't have all night."

"I'm not going to beat around the bush then," Elliot stated stoically. He pulled at his tie and looked at his only child. "You have a problem, Jade."

Jade guffawed and threw her hands up in the air. "How do you know? It's not like you ever pick up the phone and call."

"Beck told me all about it on the phone."

"He's been gone for the past three months," Jade said with an eye roll. "Neither of you know what's been going on."

"You don't want to end up like your mother, do you?" Elliot knew that was going to hurt. Jade winced and began to laugh dryly. "I couldn't save your mother, Jade. But I can save you."

"Save me?" Jade's voice was an octave higher than normal. "You can 'save me?' How nice of you to take time out of your schedule to come and help me."

Elliot ignored Jade's sarcasm and pinched the bridge of his nose. "There's a facility in Arizona that can help you. It's right outside Phoenix. I wanted to send your mother there but-"

"But then she died, right?" Jade snapped. She was feening for a drink now. Her hands were beginning to tremble and everything was crashing down so rapidly. She didn't know what to do. She started to pace anxiously. "I don't want your help, dad. You ran off with your new wife and I've been doing just fine without you."

"Clearly not," Elliot countered matter-of-factly. "Look at yourself, Jade. When's the last time you had a good night's sleep? When's the last time you woke up without feeling hungover?"

Jade stared down at the floor and bit her lip. "You have no right to come over here and judge me."

"I'm not judging you," Elliot countered. He stayed put by the table. "I just don't want you to end up like your mother."

"No, no," Jade shook her head. "There's a difference between that woman and I. I know I can stop without anyone's help."

"Oh, really? What? You haven't had a drink in twelve hours and you think you're sober now?"

"Fuck you," Jade spat angrily. She was trying to ignore the unshed tears swimming in her eyes but she couldn't keep them from spilling over. "Get out of my house."

"I'm not leaving."

Jade threw her hands up in the air. "Fine! Then I'll leave."

"Where do you think you're going?" Elliot yelled when Jade stomped past him with an evil glare. He followed her to the foyer and watched as she tore through her purse in search of her car keys. "Where do you think you're going?" he repeated, his voice rising as Jade ignored him. "Jade!"

"It's none of your business where I'm going," Jade hissed. "I'm twenty-one years old, dad. You have no control over me."

Elliot sighed in defeat. "You're right."

"Yeah," Jade scoffed, clutching her car keys tight in her palm when she finally found them at the bottom of her bag. "I am right. So mind your own god damn business. I don't need anyone's help."

With that, Jade disappeared out the door. And when her father didn't even attempt to stop her, that's when she knew. He didn't really care about her.

"Do you think Jade's dad will be able to help her?" Cat asked as she finished off her ice cream cone. Despite her earlier protests, she immediately calmed down when Beck pulled up to her favorite Freezy Queen.

Beck rubbed Cat's back when they languidly walked up the walkway. "I hope," he admitted softly.

"Me, too," Cat nodded, wiping her ice cream covered mouth with the back of her arm. She grimaced when it was all sticky and rubbed at it with a pout. "Beck? Will Jade have to go away if she doesn't stop?"

"Yeah," Beck said. There was no use lying to Cat anymore. Everything was already out in the open and Cat was more perceptive than she let on. "I think it's the only thing that will help her."

Cat sighed, but agreed. "Yeah," she whispered sadly. "Will she go?"

"I don't know," Beck confessed. He opened the front door slowly and surveyed the foyer to make sure it was okay for Cat to come through. When it was clear, he ushered Cat in and pointed up the stairs. "Why don't you get ready for bed?"

"It's seven o'clock," Cat giggled, tilting her head to the side in confusion. "I'm too hyper from the ice cream!"

Beck couldn't help but smile. It was nice to see Cat back to her regular self. He ruffled her hair and wandered into the kitchen, stopping short when Elliot was pacing all around and muttering into his phone.

"Jade, I've had enough. If you don't call me within the next ten minutes I'm leaving."

"Where's Jade?" Beck asked immediately. His tone was sharp and demanding. It didn't matter that he was talking to Jade's father. "What happened?"

"She didn't want to listen to what I had to say," Elliot shrugged. He didn't even look concerned. "She stormed out about two hours ago."

"Did you stop her?" Beck's voice was rising. He forgot all about Cat but honestly, she was the last of his worries. "Where did she go?"

Elliot shook his head. "I don' t know. Probably the bar."

"You need to leave," Beck said hotly, pointing to the door. "Jade's right. I shouldn't have called you."

"I tried," Elliot argued weakly.

"No, you didn't!" Beck yelled. "You didn't do a damn thing to help her!"

Cat stopped short and tugged at Beck's jacket. "Where's Jade?"

"Jade left," Elliot told Cat simply.

"Don't," Beck warned. Though he was significantly smaller than Elliot West, he had no problem standing up to him. "Don't tell her that."

"Where did Jade go?" Cat asked Beck curiously. "Is she coming back?"

"Of course," Beck promised, pulling Cat into his arms. She was being rather calm about the situation and he was immensely proud. For once she was acting like an adult rather than a child. "Why don't you show Mr. West out?"

Cat beamed and grabbed Elliot's hand. "Come with me!" She tugged on his hand when the older man remained in place. "Mr. West!" she whined. "C'mon!"

"Leave," Beck said lowly. He kept his gaze locked with Elliot's when he finally complied and followed Cat out the door. Once the door shut, he dug through his pockets to grab his phone.

Jade's phone went straight to voicemail. Beck ran a hand through his hair and let out a frustrated groan, smiling sadly at Cat when she skipped back in. "Can you stay here while I go look for Jade?"

Cat shook her head. "I want to come with you."

"No."

"Yes!" Cat stomped her foot. "She's my best friend, Beck! She needs my help."

"You're right," Beck conceded, motioning for Cat to follow. "I don't know what she's going to be like when we find her, baby girl. Can you be strong?"

"I can be strong," Cat promised with a small smile. "I can be strong for Jade."

That's all Beck needed to hear. "I think I know where she is," Cat whispered ominously once they pulled out of the driveway.

"Where?"

"Her mom's grave," Cat continued to whisper. "She goes there sometimes."

Beck nodded and practically broke every driving law there was. He sped through yellow lights and merely paused at stop signs. Jade was gone for at least two hours. There was no telling what she was up to. When they finally reached the cemetery, Cat directed Beck to where Anna's headstone was located.

Sure enough, Jade was hunched over right in front of it.

"Stay here, okay?" Beck commanded to Cat, who nodded in understanding.

Beck slipped out of the car and approached Jade carefully. He could vaguely make out at least two empty liquor bottles at her feet.

"Jade?" he questioned softly. When Jade didn't respond, he tilted her head up and tried not to wince at her bloodshot eyes. Her breathing was shallow and very sporadic. "Jade, how much have you drank?"

Jade could barely speak. "Beck," she choked out. "I can't…."

"Can't what?" Beck asked frantically. "Jade, look at me." But Jade couldn't. She could barely hold herself up right. "How much did you drink?"

"A lot," Jade whispered faintly. She expelled a few short breaths and slumped against her boyfriend's chest. Her vision was hazy; her head so dizzy she couldn't even form a proper thought. "Beck," she tried again. "Help."

Beck swallowed past the lump in his throat and lifted Jade into his lap. He found another empty bottle underneath her. "Jade," he shook her when her eyes finally fluttered shut. "Jade!"

She didn't respond.

He scooped her up and gently laid her in the backseat. Cat was biting down on her bottom lip to stop herself from sobbing.

"Is she okay?"

"No!" Beck said shortly. He began to speed out of the cemetery. "I think she has alcohol poisoning."

Cat gasped and buried her face into her hands. "But she promised she'd stop!"

"I have to take her to the hospital," Beck said, more to himself than Cat. "Do you want to call Tori and have her meet us there so she can take you home?"

"I'm tired of going with Tori," Cat whimpered. "I want to be with you!"

"Cat, I can't take care of you right now," Beck snapped. He sped up through yet another yellow light and cut across two lanes when he finally reached the street for the hospital.

"I don't need you to take care of me!" Cat snapped right back. "I just want to stay with Jade and make sure she's okay. She's my, she's my," she trailed off, letting the sob she had been suppressing free. "She'll be okay, right?"

Beck sighed and stopped short when he reached the entrance. He ignored Cat's cries and rushed Jade straight into the ER.

It all seemed to happen in a flash. He frantically explained what had happened and after that, two orderly's ripped Jade from his clutches and strapped her to a gurney. He could feel Cat shaking beside him as they whisked Jade away without another word.

"What's going to happen, Beck?"

"I don't know, Cat, okay?" Beck's voice broke as he slumped down in a chair. He hid his face in his hands and tried to stop the tears from falling. Cat sat beside him and wrapped her tiny arms around his shoulders.

"Jade needs to go away to get help," Cat mumbled, letting the sentence settle.

All Beck could do was nod his head. "Yeah," he finally agreed quietly.

"How do we make her go?"

"I think we have to have an intervention," Beck told Cat, pulling her onto his lap.

"What's that?" Cat asked shyly.

"It means you, Tori, Andre, and I need to sit Jade down and tell her she needs to get help," Beck whispered. Robbie had already left and a part of Beck was jealous he didn't have to deal with any of this. "And if she doesn't, then we…"

"We what?" Cat pressed anxiously. "What if Jade doesn't want to go?"

"We just have to hope for the best," Beck said, kissing the side of Cat's head. He pulled her close and just held her as tight as he could. "You're being so strong, Cat. I'm proud of you."

Cat smiled against Beck's chest. "Thanks," she sighed, fiddling with the necklace Beck always wore. "I'm going to tell Jade how much I love her. And if she doesn't get help, I won't live with you guys anymore. I bet that will work."

Beck could only sigh at Cat's naivety. Jade was not going to like his plan one bit and he was terrified of what was to come.

Soo, we've reached the climax of the story. I know you're probably all going to be frustrated hah, but it was necessary so I could move the story along. As always, thanks again for all the feedback. They really motivate me to write faster.