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In other news, here's another chapter. I'm thinking of a few more fillers, just to help describe the growth in the relationship between our two main characters. I hope you guys like it!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own VicTORious. Otherwise, it would have a totally different plot.

Rain over me

Jade's POV- Prison cell

"Damn, how long am I going to have to wait for mom to fix this? I hope she gets me a damn good lawyer." I was leaning against the back wall, my feet propped up on the bed frame. I was trying to be as comfortable as possible in this concrete cell. A seemingly impossible feat, but I managed. When you spend a while in here, you learn to take advantage of it. And by taking advantage of it, I had moved the mattress over to the wall so I could sit on it. I was currently working out a plan to escape if mom didn't get me a not-so-worthless lawyer. Dad wasn't going to help me whatsoever, so it was up to my skills and what I was best at, escaping. I just had a knack for it, that and acting. I'm the best at what I do, and what I do isn't exactly good. It's not even considered nice. Ah well, Cat didn't care whether I killed someone or not, as long as I didn't tell her all of the details. The first time I told Cat about my missions was not a good experience. I remember that night, we had a sleepover and she was staying in my room. It was ironically a stormy night and it fit the setting.

Two years ago- West Residence, Jade's room

"Jade, something's been bothering you lately. What's wrong?" Cat was sitting across from me on my black bedspread. She had finally gotten over the fact that everything I owned was bought with the intention of looking or seeming evil. She used to be really nervous in here and she would never be caught alone in here. I think she was afraid that I had a monster in my closet or something. That would be pretty cool. I was leaning against my head rest, my hands splayed out on the silk sheets. One of my legs was bent and the other was stretched out flat. I let my fingers travel across the slick fabric before looking her in the eyes. She had a frown that was echoed in her eyebrows.

"It's nothing, Cat, really. I'm just tired." I tried to brush it off with a carefree attitude. She moved to straddle me, in an attempt to threaten me. What a silly idea, that I would be terrified of this little girl. She was leaning fairly close to me, and I could feel the heat radiating off of her. My little perverted mind started imagining things I would rather not have seen. I shook my head violently, willing the images away. I tried giving her an angry glare, but I couldn't muster it up while she was looking at me with those "doe" eyes. "What?"

"I know that's not true, Jadey. Come on, tell me. I hate seeing you like this." She laid down on top of me. This was really not helping my case. I had broken up with Beck a few months ago, and I really didn't need to be reminded of hormones. She had her chin on my chest and she was looking up into what were supposed to be icy blue eyes, but they were probably more like sky blue ones. Damnit Cat, don't make me talk about it.

"I can't tell you, Cat." I turned my head to the side, attempting to not get lost in her eyes. She wiggled impatiently on top of me. Thank goodness I'm not a dude. I sigh as I bring one of my hands to pinch the bridge of my nose. "Fine, fine, but if you're going to be sitting on top of me, you have to stop moving so much." It's making me very uncomfortable and very grateful that I'm not a guy. Otherwise, this would be extremely awkward.

"Yay!" She bounced a little, before realizing what she did. "Oops, sorry, Jade."

"That's okay, you forget things easily." I patted the top of her head before leaning my head back on the headrest. "Well, you remember when Andre and I went to that boot camp thing for the whole summer?"

"Yeah, what about it?" she hummed into my chest. She started playing with the edge of my shirt. I took her hand and held it up to my face. I looked at the lines that crossed her palm and decided to see how she liked being distracted. I started to trace them and continued with my explanation.

"Well, Andre and I got put into this group. A group of highly specialized youth. We've gone on a couple dozen missions since then. You know that I have an obsession with death and that like. Well, some of these missions include execution and murder. All of it's for a purpose of course." She lifted her head to look at me with pure shock written across her face. She pushed off of me abruptly and jumped off of my bed. "Cat, what's the matter?"

"You're a murderer? Why?" She almost yelled. She had moved so far away from me. She couldn't seriously be afraid of me, could she?

"Cat, it's my job. If I'm ordered to do so, I will." I stood up and tried to get closer to her. She stepped out of my room, still facing me. "Cat, come back. I won't hurt you."

"How do I know this? How do I know that you aren't on a "mission" right now? How do I know that you won't kill me in a heartbeat?" She ran down the stairs and I chased after her. She dodged the couch, while I simply hurtled over it. She escaped through the front door only to find out that a heavy rain storm was blowing through California. She paused but only for a second, before taking off into the blinding downpour.

"Cat! Wait! Come back!" I tried following her, but I didn't have any of my equipment, nor did I have a rain jacket. I was already half way down the street, so I didn't even bother going back for one anyways. I looked left and right to see where she disappeared to. I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the sound of the pounding rain and rumbling thunder. I could hear faint footsteps to my left and I followed after them, recognizing Cat's fast pace. She had stopped running after a while and had gone to the park. I trudged into the dark park, searching the blackness for any sign of her. "Cat! Come on Cat!"

"Go away!" she mistakenly yelled back. I smirked as I zoned in on her position. She was underneath our favorite oak tree, curled up in a tight ball. I could hear her crying and I went to sit next to her.

"Cat, why did you run away? You know I would never hurt you." I reached out to touch her shoulder, but she jerked away, almost like I burned her. I scooted closer to her, resting my head on her shoulder as I slung an arm around her waist to keep her from escaping again.

"But, but you've killed people. How do I know that you won't kill me like the others?" She sniffled into her arms, not glancing up to look at me.

"Cat, how long have we known each other? Sixteen years, right? What on earth would I kill you for? If you answer that with money, you're wrong. Cat, I could never hurt you. No one could pay me, or order me to hurt you. I'd kill them instead. Cat, you've got to believe me, I would never hurt you, not in a million years. Shhh, stop crying, you're already wet. You're probably going to get sick. Come on, let me take you back so you can change into some dry clothes." I grabbed her by her arms and pulled her up. Her knees wobbled and fell out from under her. I caught her and picked her up, bridal style. She snuggled into my chest again, and promptly passed out. Damn, she gets tired pretty quickly. I proceeded to make my way back to my house. It only took twice as long as it did to get to the park. I did my best to shield her from the precipitation, but she was already soaked to the bone and she was shivering. I walked up the steps to my door and pushed the doorbell.

"Jade, why are you out here?" My mom asked with a look of surprise. I looked down at Cat before answering.

"Cat knows, mom, and when I told her, she was afraid that I was going to kill her. She ran away, into this nasty storm, and I chased after her. I told her about it, and we'll talk it out in the morning. Now, she just needs rest." I stepped inside, my clothes dripping water onto the hardwood floors. I slowly walked up the stairs as Cat snoozed in my arms. Mom gave me a towel to lay her down on so I could change out of my wet clothes. I had to search through her stuff for her pajamas and underwear (I refused to say that word). "Well, this is going to be interesting."

I did my best to change her without waking her up. I'd seen her naked before, but that was when we were younger. She had developed a lot more after that, if her swim suits helped to prove my point. I had her changed into her pajamas, which consisted of a large t-shirt and booty shorts. I lifted her up on to my bed and pulled the covers over her. She rolled over onto the pillows, grasping the covers in her small hands. I smiled inwardly. She looks so peaceful, so serene. I wonder what she's dreaming about.

"Hmmm, Jade…." She murmured sleepily. My eyes widened, now knowing what my answer is. I changed into my pajamas, a tank top and some slick shorts. I slid under the covers and moved the face Cat. Sensing me, she moved closer to my warmth, and almost completely wrapped herself around me. I chuckled quietly before kissing her forehead.

"Goodnight, Kit Cat." I whispered before drifting off to a restful slumber.

End of flash back

I opened my eyes, remembering the smell of her, tantalizing my senses. I've got to get out of here. With that thought and a pleasant image of Cat in mind, I started planning a way to escape.

Thanks again for reading! I hope you weren't too disappointed with this short chapter. I'll try to make the next one longer, seeing as Jade's going to get into a lot more trouble. Don't worry though, our heroine will eventually get back to Cat. Andre will come back in the picture soon enough. Please tell me if there's anything you do, or do not, like. I'll take it into consideration. Please review! As you can see, I update faster if you leave me notes! Thanks!

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