~~~Don't Know What's Going On~~~

Tori laid on the sofa, Andie asleep in her arms. He had cried the whole night, asking for Cily even though she and Beck had sat down and told him that Cily was gone. He had gotten to sleep right before daybreak. Beck had left around 2 am, despite Tori's protests. She had no idea where he was.

All of the sudden, Tori heard a car pull up into the driveway. She lifted her head up and looked out the window. She saw a car, looked like a rented Sudan parking. She squinted, peering closer. Then she saw the driver and the two passengers.

She gently shifted a still sleeping Andie onto the pillow behind her and stood up. Tiptoeing as quiet as she could, she went to the door and closed it behind her. She ran down the steps at full speed and flew into Trina's arms.

Trina was caught by Robbie before she fell backwards. She wrapped her arms around her sister and cradled her like a child, allowing her to cry. Cat squeezed into the hug, her own arms going around Tori. Robbie wrapped his long arms around all three of them.

"It's okay, honey. You're going to be okay," whispered Trina into Tori's hair.

"You guys didn't have to come all the way out here," said Tori later that morning. It was around nine. Tori had carried Andie upstairs to his room and come back down to the kitchen where Robbie, Trina, and Cat waited.

"We knew that you needed us," said Robbie as he placed a steaming mug of hot coffee in front of her. "Drink this. You look horrible."

"Thanks," said Tori to both comments. "Mom called us," said Trina.

Tori picked up the mug of coffee and took a long sip. She sat back in her chair and sighed.

"How are you?" asked Cat quietly.

Tori shook her head. "How do you think?" she said.

Trina sighed and squeezed her sister's hand. "I know it sucks. I'm not saying I know how you feel, which thank God, I don't, but-" she broke off.

Tori smiled appreciatively at her. "I know what you're trying to say, Trina-Rina," she said quietly.

"Where's Beck?" asked Robbie, realizing that her husband wasn't there.

"He left around 2 am," said Tori.

"He left?" whispered Robbie incredulously.

Tori nodded. "We told Andie everything that happened and explained to him about Cily. Then he left. He said he needed to get some air and he never came back. Probably out at some bar drinking," she said, fresh tears in her eyes.

A look of anger crossed Robbie's face. He grabbed the keys to the rental car and stood up. "I will be back soon, you guys," he said to the women.

All three of the women stared at him in surprise. "Where are you going?" asked Cat.

"Robbie, you can't possibly know where to find him," said Tori.

"Well, I'm going to give it a try," Robbie said over his shoulder as he left.

Robbie closed the door quietly behind him and walked down the steps to the car. He climbed into the driver's seat and pulled out of the driveway.

He wondered where Beck could have gone. In all of the time he had ever known him, he had never known Beck to drink. But in this circumstance, he might.

Then, a hunch came to his mind.

CECILY's BAR

Beck sat at a table in the back, nursing a whiskey. He wasn't even drunk. He had barely taken a sip, actually. He was just really tired, haven't not slept since passing out after the accident.

The door to the bar opened. He glanced up and his face blanched. Man, he must be drunker than he thought.

"What the hell are you doing, Beck?" said Robbie.

Beck squinted up at him. He hadn't seen Robbie since his and Tori's wedding. He looked good. The afro was gone, replaced by shorn dark hair. His glasses were gone as well, sporting contacts. He had filled out as well, not the same tall skinny dude he was in high school and college. Well, chasing around three daughters all under the age of six would buff any person up.

"I'm having a drink. Care to join me?" said Beck, holding up the barely touched glass of booze.

Robbie shook his head. "I'm here to take you home to your family."

Beck shook his head. "I don't want to go home."

Robbie rolled his eyes. "Beck, I am fully prepared to drag you out of here right now. And don't you think I can't do it," he said warningly.

Beck looked up at him, surprise flitting across his dark and tired eyes. He didn't say a word. He put the glass of booze down and stood up. "Just go home, Robbie. Go back to your wife and daughters. Treasure them. Since I can't treasure mine."

That did it.

Beck was suddenly knocked flat on his back. He rubbed his aching jaw and stared up at Robbie who looked just as surprised as he felt, staring down at his bruised fist. Robbie then forced his eyes off of his hand and glared at Beck.

"I'm really sorry. But you are being a jackass. You still have Tori and Andie and you don't even care! If, God forbid, if I lost any one of my girls, I would know that I wouldn't wallow in self pity and act like a total asshole. Tori is hurting right now and she needs you. I know Cily was yours biologically but she was Cily's mother. The only mother that Cily ever knew. You need to go home right now and be with your family. You still have them!" he shouted at the still downed man.

Beck stared at Robbie. All of the sudden, Robbie saw tears starting to fall down Beck's face and into his hair. His heart broke in two and he helped Beck to his feet. Neither man said a word as they left the bar together.

But sadly, it didn't work.

The marriage was gone.

Tori couldn't take it anymore.

It was like Beck had died in the accident as well.

He just wasn't there. He was gone.

It was over.

Tori looked over at her son. "We just have too, honey."

Trina heard the knock on the door. She heard Patrick's feet running to answer it.

"Patrick, wait a second!" she called to her son. She put the dish in the drying rack and wiped her hands on a dishtowel. She walked out of the small kitchen and out into the living room. She opened up the door and the dishtowel fell out of her hands and onto the floor.

"Tori?"

Tori stood there with a bag slung over her shoulder and her arm around Andie. "Can Andie and I live here for a while?" she asked quietly.

Trina didn't say a word as she stepped back and allowed Tori and Andie into the small apartment.

Beck got home from his crappy job as a desk clerk at the insurance company around eight that evening. He noticed that Tori's car was gone. She must be out getting groceries. He looked around the small cottage and saw that some things were missing.

That was when he saw it. The envelope resting on the side stand to the sofa.

Dear Beck,

When you get home, Andie and I won't be here anymore. I am so
sorry but we just can't stay here anymore. This home...it's like a
ghost is living here. And you are not doing anything to make that
ghost go away. It's like you like the company. Andie and I aren't
real to you anymore. And it's not fair to me. It's not fair to Andie.
We will be living with Trina for a while. Then I will be finding a
small apartment for Andie and me to move into. I will send you
our address and phone number soon so you can arrange to see
Andie. He misses you and loves you.
I will never stop loving you. I am still so in love with you. But I
am trying to protect myself and Andie here. So, if you choose to
come and see Andie, actually see him. Do not hurt him by being
distant and cold. It will hurt him too much.
Take care of yourself.

Tori

Beck didn't do anything after he read the letter. Nothing. Not a single damn thing.

Sorry. I know it's kind of rushed. Don't hate me for breaking them up. I've got more coming. And I think it will really surprise you! Whataya think about Robbie stepping up and telling Beck to knock it off?

Check out my new Tori/Beck story "Leave Out All The Rest". It's just as sad as this is!

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