Diclaimer: I own nothing

Cat's POV

I woke up in a place that wasn't my bedroom. Frowning, I surveyed the room. The events of last night came crashing back. But the doctors said Tori would be okay, so she would be, right? Doctors are supposed to know these things. They're doctors. But… they couldn't figure out what was wrong with me. I decided to ask one of the nurses if Tori was fine.

Slowly, I stood up and stretched. These chairs were unbearable. I sighed and cracked my neck as I walked to the blue reception desk. The lady behind the counter was asleep.

"Excuse me," I said, as politely as possible. She snored.

"Excuse me!" This time, I said it a little louder and poked her. Again, the nurse just snored.

"Excuse me!" By now, I was practically shouting in her ear, and I was jabbing her as hard as possible. This woke her up.

"What?" she snapped. She had one of those "what-do-you-want-you-ungrateful-little-brat" looks on her face. I shrunk away.

"Is Tori Vega awake?"

"No. And even if she was, you can't see her. Don't you see what time it is?" She pointed at the digital clock on the wall behind her. "It's 5:00 am. Visiting hours aren't until 9. Come back later."

Disappointed, I slinked back to my seat. I tried to fall asleep again, but after 15 minutes of tossing and turning, and an old lady shushing me, I decided to look for food.

Whenever my brother goes to the hospital for his "check up's," Jade and I always go to breakfast at a dinner called the Mayberry Cafe. They serve the worst coffee, according to Jade. Speaking of which, she wasn't at the hospital when I woke up… I wondered where she was, but decide that she had probably just gone to the bathroom or something.

I got in my car and drove to the Mayberry Café.

"How ya doin', Honey?" Julie Ann, the regular waitress, asked as I walked in the door of the 50's themed café.

"Not so good."

"Is it ya brother again?" Her thick New Jersey accent had always fascinated me before, but today I just wanted Tori to get better.

"No, but it is a friend."

"I'm sorry, Honey. What do ya want? Ya regular?"

"Yes, please." She went back to the kitchen as I took a seat on one of the stools at the counter.

A few minutes later, Julie Ann returned carrying a box full of a dozen doughnuts. She handed them to me. I reached for my money.

"No, Sweetie. It's on the house." She smiled, her warm hands cupping mine. "I can tell ya really upset about this one."

"Yeah. Thanks Julie Ann."

"Anytime, Caterina. But now I gotta attend to these other customers. You go back to ya friend, and make sure she's all right, okay?"

"Bye, Julie Ann.


When I got back to the waiting room, I noticed Beck and Andre talking about something they obviously didn't want anyone to hear. I ducked into another hallway and eavesdropped on them.

"Do you think it was them who did it?" Beck asked.

"I dunno. All I know is that there were bush daisies all over her house. I'm surprised she made it to her bedroom."

"Well, do you think we should tell the others, anyway?"

"Maybe-not yet. It might not be them."

They were wrapping up their conversation, so I decided it was fine to be seen now. When I walked into the room, Beck and Andre turned to me.

"Hey Cat!" Beck said, but his face showed he felt guilty about something.

"Hey Lil' Red! Watcha got there?"

"Doughnuts. What were you guys talking about?"
"Hmm… oh, nothing, Lil' Red. Just guy stuff, you know cars and tools and stuff. Do you have chocolate doughnuts? They're my favorite!" He said, obviously trying to change the subject. I made a mental note to interrogate them about this later. I just played along.

I set the doughnuts down on a table in the middle of the room. Beck and Andre dug in like wild animals, after explaining to me that they hadn't eaten a meal since lunch the day before. Robbie was still asleep, so I decided to wake him up. If he waited any longer, all the doughnuts would be gone.

Apparently, Robbie is a deep sleeper. I tried to shake him awake, but he just rolled over and swatted me away. Then, he hit me in the face. I smirked. This gave me free reign to do whatever I needed to do to wake him up. I got on the chair next to him and squatted by his ear.

"ROBBIE!" I shouted. He screamed like a girl and fell off his chair.

"Cat!" he whined. "You scared the bejeezus out of me!"
"I just thought you might want some doughnuts," I smiled, trying my best to not laugh. I failed, and burst out laughing, joining Beck and Andre, the latter of which had almost chocked on his chocolate-glazed cruller when I yelled at Robbie.

Robbie mumbled something about beauty sleep and glucose, and then he said he'd have to go get some "special cereal" or something, and he left. Meanwhile, Beck and Andre finally managed to get their laughing under control.

"It wasn't that funny, you know," I stated.

"But it felt good to laugh," was all Andre said. Beck agreed.

I looked around, feeling like I was forgetting something. "Hey, have either of you seen Jade?"

"Not since last night." Beck replied.

"Me either. I hope she's okay."

Then Andre nudged me. He motioned to the TV screen that was playing on mute. Beck grabbed the remote and turned up the volume.

I'm Michelle Johnson from Channel 5 News. Behind me is the sight of the car that blew up on the freeway, causing major traffic jams. Police are unsure of the cause of the explosion. So far, there are 8 injured and at least one dead. There was not enough left for a facial reconstruction, but they were able to get the license plate. The number is as follows: C-7-9-R-6-6-6-J. If you have any information regarding the case, please call…

The voice faded away as my world went numb. C79R666J. That was Jade's car that blew up.

Jade was dead.


Well, this didn't feel very short or interesting, but it was mostly a filler chapter. (Except for the last bit) Anyway, please review!