A/N: Sorry I suck so much.

Also, the last sentence for chapter nine was supposed to be "Her only reply was disbelieving silence" But I fail at pronouns and wrote his instead.

Last continual chapter, I think. There should be an epilogue. Bother me if I don't put one up in, say, a month.

Her only reply was disbelieving silence.

Jade sat huddled in her small space, shivering. Her arm hurt like nobody's business, but the worst part was being alone with Jack's body. Normally, Jade, being Jade, would have loved something like this, but it was different with him. She had started to love him like her own grandfather (only more, because her real grandfather was rich and judgmental) despite the fact that she'd only really known the man for about an hour and a half before his passing.

She rested her head against a bit of wall behind her and closed her eyes, grief washing over her for a moment. Then, with a sigh, she sat up and stretched, knowing the old man wouldn't have wanted her to mourn for too long, especially when she needed to focus on getting out of here.

However, the need seemed less urgent with Jack gone. No one was dying, not anymore. So Jade just let herself slip inside her own mind and just think.

If I get out of here… I want to tell Tori I'm sorry. I am sorry for all the trouble I've caused her, all because she accidentally spilled coffee on Beck. She certainly can be annoying sometimes, but then again, everyone can be. She's a good person at heart, and, okay, I really should have recognized that a long time ago.

I want to tell Andre and Robbie that I really do consider them to be my friends, and I'm sorry I'm mean to them. At least, for most of the times. Sometimes… they kind of deserved it. But I'm not apologizing to Rex. That thing… I hate it.

I want to tell Cat that she's my best friend and I love her like a sister. I've never showed it.. sometimes I'm pretty awful to Cat. Sure, she's annoying, but she is my best friend. She deserves to know, and be treated like it. And I want to say sorry.

I want to tell Trina… never mind.

I want to tell Beck that I love him more than anything. I never have, although I'm fairly certain he knows. I want to tell him thank you for always having faith in me, and being there for me, and putting up with me although I don't deserve it. I want to tell him that I want to marry him someday.

Jade paused in her mental monologue, looking down at the body beside her own.

"And Jack", she whispered, barely audible even to herself. "Thank you. We just met, and I know I'm not the friendliest of people. But you ignored my demeanor and saw me… few people take the time to do that. You taught me about life, and love, and I feel better about the future. I'm glad we talked. I'm glad you're Beck's grandfather. Even though I only knew you for, like, an hour, I love you like my own grandpa. Thanks. Thank you so much."

At this point, Jade was wiping tears from her eyes, and furious with herself. Jade West didn't do emotional confessions. Except, apparently, for now. Sniffing loudly, she sighed again and settled back down to wait, taking up Jack's hand again. It was cold.

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Twenty silent minutes later, a tiny beam of light came into the dark space. The hole was only about a centimeter wide, but it was evidence that the informal rescue team had finally reached the trapped pair.

"Jade?" Beck called.

"Hmmm?" she replied. Her voice was quiet and rather weak, uncharacteristic of her.

"We've almost broken in. You'll be out soon. I'd say maybe five more minutes."

"Okay. I'll just wait here." She answered, a tiny hint of a smile in her voice.

"Thank you, Catherine Obvious." He said back.

"It's Captain Obvious, isn't it?" his dad asked.

"Yes, but… it's a long story." Beck said.

The hole was now about a foot wide, but Beck couldn't see Jade yet. He figured she must be hidden in the other corner, where the light hadn't yet reached.

Uncle Ken came up and helped Beck's dad move a piece of plaster from the edge of the hole. Beck's mom and Aunt Rachel moved some of the bricks, and Grandma Rose pulled a few chunks of wood out. Suddenly, the opening was big enough for a person to fit through.

Beck poked his head through. "Jade?" he called softly. "You can come out now, sweetie. We made it."

Slowly, Jade edged her way to the gap, letting her eyes adjust to the light. Clutching her injured arm to her chest, she managed to clamber up and through the fissure, stumbling when she stood up. She landed right in Beck's arms, and he held her tightly.

She'd started to cry again, so he scooped her up and carried her out of the way of the rest of his family, who were still working on the pile. He sat down on the floor with her in his lap, and started to stroke her hair to comfort her.

"I love you." She whispered, quietly but definitively.

"I love you too, baby." He murmured, and kissed her forehead.

She shifted slightly in his arms, and he held her tighter to him, causing her to gasp in pain. "What's wrong?" he asked, new worry creasing his brow.

"Nothing, it's just something fell on me during the aftershock, and it hurts a little." She understated.

"Let me see" he said softly, and gently took her proffered arm. It was black and blue, covered in dried blood, and obviously broken. He repressed the urge to flinch, knowing it would make her feel worse. Instead, he said "Jade, we need to get you to a hospital."

She smiled wanly. "Don't I know it."

By now, Beck's family had recovered Grandpa Jack's body and had wrapped it in his favorite old afghan. Uncle Ken and Beck's dad carried it out to the car, while the females came over to Jade and Beck and started to fuss over Jade's condition. Jade just sighed and leaned her head on Beck's shoulder, his protective arms still wrapped around her.

"Come on," Beck said when he saw his dad signal that it was time to go. He helped her up, and they walked to the door behind the rest of the family.

Jade stopped in the doorway, remembering her promise to Jack and herself. "Beck." He looked at her. "Marry me?"

He paused, then grinned. "Jade, I'm never letting you go. Of course we're going to get married. When we're older."

"Obviously." She said, her tone sarcastic, but her smile was huge. He leaned down to kiss her, full and sweet.

Then she took his hand, and together they walked from the house.

A/N: Happy ending! So, yeah, epilogue. Later.

Bedtime.