Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious. Dan Schneider does.

Summary: When Jade has nowhere else to go, she finds she has to turn to Beck. But in doing this, what will Beck find out about her and how will he deal with it? How far will someone go to take care of the one they love?

Author's Note: So I know I've been pretty quick at updating but now that things are getting more intense and my life is getting more hectic, updates are just a little further apart. But don't worry, I will continue to write this story until it is done!

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Chapter 10

The last thing Jade would ever admit was that she was scared but that was exactly how she felt being in Section D. Alone, angry, hurt, betrayed…these were just a few words that reminded Jade of her current predicament. Why did Beck have to do this to her? Jade was determined not to cry though. Not here and definitely not now.

"Lunch is in five minutes. Down the hall and take the second left. It's mandatory," a staff member stated after knocking on the open door to Jade's room.

Despite not eating much of anything over the last twenty four hours, Jade still didn't want to eat. Nevertheless, she got up and started to follow the small herd of teenagers headed to what she presumed to be the cafeteria. More like a few circular tables and chairs to be frank. Then she did the math: she was going to have to interact with someone at some point, something she was not looking forward to dealing with.

She grabbed a tray from the serving area and sat down at the farthest table. The meal looked completely unappetizing: a ham and cheese sandwich, a pear which may or may not have actually been able to pass for ripe, and a mixture of peas and carrots.

"A plastic spork? Are they serious?"

Another girl sat down across the table from Jade, wearing a long sleeved bright blue shirt and jeans. Her blond hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail.

"Yeah. They don't trust some of us with forks and knives. Usually, it's just a spoon. They must be out. Garf must think the aliens are contacting him again. Great."

"Aliens?" Jade repeated.

"Yeah. I don't know. People don't talk to him. He's supposed to be leaving in a couple days."

Jade pushed her peas and carrots around with her plastic spork until lunch ended, not bothering to touch any of her other food. She had absolutely no appetite and wasn't going to force food down her throat for no reason.

"If you don't eat, they'll only watch you closer," the girl from across the table pointed out.

"I don't have an eating disorder."

"Doesn't matter. They'll still watch you like a hawk."

So what if the people here were going to watch her like a hawk? They were already going to do that with her cutting. It had only been a few hours and Jade was miserable. As crazy as it was, all she wanted was Beck. She never realized just how much she needed until he wasn't even there.

As lunch ended, Jade found herself heading toward the main living area of the ward. There were a couple couches and chairs around a TV and a couple of bookshelves. None of it appealed to Jade. She wanted to be anywhere that wasn't here. She felt like a prisoner. Everything around her was bright and white…she missed the black that seemed to consume her life in every way.

"Dr. Delphin would like to see you in her office. It's the last door on your right."

Jade looked to see who had said that, but whoever it was, they had already left. She rubbed her arms, still desperately wanting to cut, but thought better of it for the time being. Later, she would find a time when it was quiet and where she can be alone. But for now: she would deal with whatever Dr. Delphin wanted.

"I don't like your last name," Jade stated as she sat down on the couch after entering the office.

"Okay. I've never had someone tell me that before. Why don't you like my last name?" The question had caught Dr. Delphin off guard but she was willing to along with it for the moment.

Jade glared at Dr. Delphin. She didn't want to be discussing anything, least of all her cutting. But perhaps this last name fiasco would keep the doctor distracted enough for their session. It was worth a shot at least.

"It sounds like dolphin," she finally stated.

Dr. Delphin looked at Jade unexpectedly. She was quite aware that there was only a one letter difference between her name and the animal but she had never had someone bring it up like this.

"Do you not like dolphins?"

"I hate dolphins."

"Why?"

"I had a traumatic experience with a dolphin in third grade. Beck said the dolphin was only trying to be friendly…but it wasn't. It wasn't."

"What did the dolphin do?"

"No." Jade was never going to discuss what that dolphin did and there was no changing her mind on the matter.

"Why don't we talk about Beck then," she suggested.

Just at hearing someone else say Beck's name, Jade got teary-eyed. She loved Beck and there was no denying it. Beck was always going to be a soft spot for her.

"I don't want to talk about Beck," Jade softly admitted. She turned her head away, not wanting Dr. Delphin to see the tears welling up.

"Beck's your fiancé, right?"

"I said I don't want to talk about him, okay? Just leave it alone!" she shouted.

Dr. Delphin made a small note on her pad about the true relationship status between Beck and Jade that she would come back to at a later date. With this being Jade's first session, she didn't want to overwhelm the teenager, but get a sense of who she was. By understanding Jade, Dr. Delphin would start to understand why this issue started and how to help Jade deal with it.

"So let's go back to my last name: Delphin, which sounds like dolphin. Does that make you uncomfortable?"

"You're my doctor, therapist person, right?"

"I'm your psychiatrist, yes."

"We're going to be spending a lot of time together, aren't we?"

"Very much so."

"So why should I have to call you by something that only reminds me of a traumatic experience? Aren't you supposed to build trust with your patients?"

"Alright, I suppose you're right. Why don't you call me by my first name, Bianca? Hopefully that will ease the tension up a bit. You won't have to be reminded of that animal then. Sound fair to you?"

"I guess. Can I go now?"

"Our session isn't even halfway over yet."

"Well, I don't want to discuss why I'm here. I think it's obvious."

"We're going to have to but I won't push you today to do it. Do realize though that the longer you resist this, the harder it's going to be in the end."

Jade didn't say anything. Bianca pulled out a piece of paper from a folder on her desk and handed it to Jade.

"This is your schedule while you're with us and you're expected to follow it. Every other day, we'll have a session at three and you have group therapy every morning after breakfast. We'll see how you're doing in a couple of days and we'll continue your treatment from there."

"I don't need treatment. I'm fine," Jade seethed before she stormed out of the office. In Jade's mind, she was almost as normal as anyone else, minus her love of scissors. She didn't need to be taken care of! She retreated back to her room, not that there was anywhere else to really go, wanting to be left alone.

"Jade?"

"What?" she groaned. Why couldn't people just leave her alone!

"You have a visitor at the front desk."

Beck. Jade knew it had to be Beck. He had promised and Beck always kept his promises. Jade got off her bed and made her to the front desk. To her great relief, it was Beck standing there and she'd never been more happy to see him.

"I told you I'd come," he said.

"When I can get out of here?" she asked, getting straight to the point. If Beck put her in her to learn a lesson, Jade learned that this was not a place she wanted to be. Ever.

Beck took a deep breath. He hated giving bad news to Jade but that's all he seemed to have right now.

"They can keep you here for seventy-two hours and then they'll see how you're doing and determine if they can release you or if they should commit you for another…I think it's thirty days but I'm not completely sure. But I do know that you are going to be here until the doctors feel you aren't a threat to yourself."

"Beck, please?"

"Jade, it's hasn't even been one day yet. You've got to give this some time."

"Beck, I'm scared, okay? Just let me come home. Please," she sobbed into his shirt. "I don't care what you have to do to me but don't let me stay here."

It broke Beck's heart to hear Jade cry. He had seen her cry more the last two days than he ever had before and that was hard. Jade rarely showed emotion and now that she was here, she couldn't keep any of it together.

"Jade, I stuck by you when I found out and if that doesn't show you how much I care, I don't know what does. I love you and I can't tell you that enough. But you've got to do this. I let you get away with a lot of things but this has to get addressed."

Jade pulled away just a little. She was really hoping Beck would drop this and let her come home but that didn't seem to be the case at all.

"Please tell me you brought me something so I don't have to keep wearing these scrubs. I can't handle the pink anymore and I'm afraid they'll give me scrubs with ducks on them and I hate ducks."

Beck couldn't help but laugh a little. "Yeah. It's at the front desk. They should be bringing your clothes to your room later tonight. They said they had to go through the bag to make sure it was all safe."

"Will you hold me? I miss being in your arms. I don't know why but I do," Jade softly admitted, looking down at the floor. It was almost foreign to her to want something as intimate as comfort when she was such a private person but Jade was scared to be here. Somehow, Beck made her feel safe and secure and she craved that feeling.

Beck was happy to oblige though. Anything that would make Jade feel better short of hurting herself, Beck had no problem doing for her. He sat down on the couch and let Jade situate herself between his legs before he draped his arms over her. It was like this that they spent the rest of their visitation.

"It's time so I've got to go. I know you don't like it here but try to make the best of this, okay?"

Jade nodded her head. Beck gave her one final hug before leaving. If only Jade knew just how hard this was for him, maybe then she'd understand.