Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious or any of it's character. But thats okay, cause I don't make any money off of it either. All I get is the joy I give to my readers.

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Jade woke that morning, well ahead of her anticipated wake up call, and pulled herself out of the bed. The singers grip on her had loosened, enough for a pillow to take her place, so Jade decided to have a quick shower and get ready for a long day.

While in the shower, using her normal skin products, Jade was vaguely aware of the door opening. She'd left it unlocked, anticipating that Tori would undoubtedly need to use the rest room. However, she was in for a surprise when the shower curtain was pulled back.

"What the…?" The blue eyed girl screamed.

"Good morning." Tori said. "Sorry, but I understand I showed you mine, and feel I'm owed."

The bodyguard, who'd covered up at the first sound of the curtain being pulled, was glaring at the singer. "You have nice tits. I can see why Beck liked you so much." Tori remarked as she closed the shower curtain and got busy doing her morning routine.

It almost made being exposed by this girl seem okay, a curious girl looking to see what assets her now ex boyfriend no doubt compared her to in the past. Just one thing felt wrong about the whole thing. "You looked at me naked." Jade said. It was a credit that she didn't scream.

"So, you'll probably see me naked again, so I just wanted to even the playing field." Tori said from the other side of the curtain. "Now, hurry up, or that day will be a lot sooner then you'd believe."

Jade finished her shower, drying herself as quickly as she could and surrendering the room to the crazy starlet who she'd been watching over. Then, once she was dressed, she called over to see if Trina was up. "So, whats this about you guys recovering from drinking quickly?" She asked.

"Oh, great, she got that too?" Trina bitched. "Look, your not off the hook yet. She had a bit to drink, and just sleeping doesn't burn it out of the system as quickly as you'd think. I'm guessing she's what we call an awake drunk, and that means she's not thinking clearly. Has she done anything a bit off?"

"When I was in the shower, she insisted on seeing what I looked like." Jade said. "So, drunk, I guess."

"Yea, drunk." Trina didn't sound that convinced. "Look, I'm texting you her itinerary. Give her time to play with her fans, but make sure she's on time for all of those press meets. I want her saturating the airwaves."

"Am I alone on this?" Jade asked.

"No, you've got full team coverage. Andre will be coordinating Bill, Ron, and a couple of locals brought in for crowd control. You just make sure she does what we need her too, and doesn't get hurt by an overly friendly fan." Trina instructed. "And sorry about her looking at your naked body. I hope this doesn't cause problems in the future."

"It's nothing to complain about. You know, not after being in a locker room, but it's just weird how she did it." The bodyguard said. "Okay, got the itinerary. Looks like we have some time, so I'm gonna get us some breakfast."

"Already on the way." The manager chirped, and Jade could hear the smirk. "What, I know what she likes, and its room service, baby."

"But do you know what I like?" Jade asked.

"I'm assuming normal breakfast stuff." Trina replied; "And if I got things wrong, you can always ask them to exchange it. Like I said, it's room service, the privilege of our travel budget."

As soon as Jade was off the phone, Trina called Andre. "So, you have everything ready for today?" She asked.

"Yep, we're ready to roll, just as soon as Tori gets up and gets moving." The head bodyguard replied.

"Tori's up, and apparently took a peak at Jade in the shower." Trina said. "Whats your take?"

"Kinda early." He said. "But it's a good sign."

"Not so sure about that." The older girl replied. "Tori's image is the girl next door. We've avoided making her that sexualized vixen."

"And we're not." Dre assured her. "Just, you know, kinda bisexual. Just like that, we spin it as normal."

"Only, and I'm solid on this, we only take action if they wind up together." Trina humphed. "I'm not setting her up again."

"Amen to that." Andre echoed.

"And Andre..." Trina added, biting back her annoyance at the "I told you so" tome in his voice.

"What?" He asked.

"Stop imaging Jade naked." The manager teased.

"Aaawww man, now I'll be guessing what she looks like every time I see her." He whined. "Why'd you go and put that image in my mind?"

"What is it with men?" Trina asked, but she was smiling, enjoying the banter.

"Not just men." Andre shot back. "Otherwise, Tori wouldn't have felt the need to see what Jade was hiding. What are those, anyways? I'm thinking D's, but she dresses so conservatively sometimes..."

"I have no idea what your talking about." Trina griped. "I mean, how would I even know she wears a 32D bra anyways?"

"Guess your right." Andre replied. "What is it about men, huh?"

After the drunken incident, Tori seemed to calm down and just mope a bit before the shows. She slowly started acting just a touch embarrassed around Jade, stemming from the peeping indecent, but that passed with a few assurances from Jade that it was just shock, and she was okay with it. "Just like a locker room." She'd said to the girl. "Just, wasn't expecting it then, and I was bound to feel like you'd crossed a few lines. But as you said, we've seen one another naked now, so it's all good."

Tori readily agreed, but seemed to blush just a bit. Not sure why, she assumed it was just the embarrassment of taking such risks with a girl she desperately wanted to be friends with. 'She works for me, so we have a really good shot at being friends.' The singer told herself. Then she focused on that nights show.

After she performance, Tori seemed alive for the time it took her to go home, have something to eat, and then crash out in her room. But the next day, she was back to moping, worrying about what was wrong with her, and in general letting Jade know she wasn't over Beck yet. She'd be down, pull herself out of her misery long enough to do some press, meet with her fans, then jump back into her mopeyness for the time between the sound check and the show. Tori would psych herself up for the show, give a strong performance, and then be happy, alive, for the trip out of the venue, back to the hotel, a quick dinner, and then to her room where she'd crash. This behavior lasted the entirety of her tour of the British isles, and into the continent. It wasn't until after she started the tour of the mainland that she got over the moping and started enjoying the process.

It was in Paris, of all places, where Tori started to show interests outside her music, her fans, and recovering from her relationship with Beck. The singer had insisted on seeing the Eiffel Tower. Not just see it, but see the lights of the city from the top of the tower. Everyone understood, cause that was just what you did when you visited Paris. So they made arrangements for her to visit, taking the elevator up, then the next, since you had to take two separate elevators to get all the way to the top platform. They rode all the way to the top, gathering around and watching the view, the sunset, and each other. Everyone was watching Tori, afraid she might do something radical, but they quickly realized she just wanted to look at the sights. The view of the city of lights was breathtaking, drawing everyone's full attention. It was the moment they'd been looking forward to since they came to France.

That was, everyone but Jade. To a New Yorker, who'd seen views like this before from much higher up, this view just wasn't that special. Beautiful, just nothing she hadn't seen experienced back in Manhattan. Still, they stood there, Tori, Trina, the security squad, and the assistance, all watching the singer looking at the now lit up city.

"Quite a view, huh?" Tori asked the blue eyed girl.

"Yea, Better then I expected." Jade replied with a shrug.

"What did you expect?" Tori asked, still looking out over the city.

"I don't know, maybe I'm just a bit Jaded, cause of the views available in New York. Views you usually don't have to pay for, might I add." The female bodyguard replied.

"Oh, Jade, you have so much to see, don't you?" The signer gushed, just for a second. "And I'd love to be the one to show you." For a moment, they stood there in silence, watching the city glow. Then, the now blushing singer added "The world. I wanna show you the world. In a non sexual kinda way, like a mentor, or an employer, showing you everything, and for the love of god, will someone shut me up?"

"Just waiting for you to do that yourself." Jade said, smiling. "And as for showing me the world, you can show me as much as you like from out seats in the private plane your sister has booked."

"Sure, when we use the plane." Tori replied, smirking.

Jade would soon learn what Tori was talking about. It seemed, she preferred, in Europe, taking the bus to the shows, as opposed to taking the plane everywhere. They still flew from venue to venue, but if the ride wasn't too far, or the trip to tiring, they'd take the bus. "It's important for the dancers to know I'm one of hem, and not some pampered Prima Donna who's forgotten how bad the ride can be when touring." Tori had argued with her sister.

"Fine, but only on roads I approve of, and only if you have security with you. And we keep it on the down low, pretending your still with me, so that stalkers and creeps don't plan on anything." Trina agreed. "Jade, Bill, I wont you two with her the entire time she's on the bus. If she gets off to use the rest room, I want one of you in there with her, and the other watching the door."

"I suppose I can do that." Bill said. "They have unisex bathrooms in Europe, right?"

Trina's glare could have melted glass. "I meant Jade goes in with her, and you wait outside. Make sure that no creeps go in while she's there, and clear the fucking way for her when she's trying to get places."

"He knew that." Ryder assured her.

"Andre, you're with me. I'll have you helping me coordinating things, and since we'll show up hours before they do, I want to make sure everything's ready." Trina continued. "Also, check the roads, conditions, weather, everything, and make a list of safe ones to give me. Keep me up to date on that shit, in case I need to change plans at the last minute. And make sure whatever security we have for the buses can handle whatever problems come up, cause I don't need my sister out there with only two guards. Which brings me to Ron." Her gaze on the big man was intense, threatening. "I need you with me, but also to work with security wherever we're placing them, as crowd control for when they arrive. Got it?"

"Yes ma'am." The big guy replied, glancing sideways at Jade.

"Um, I've been teaching them a bit of martial arts." The female bodyguard pointed out.

"And you need to be fresh to do that." Trina finished for her. "Take that up with Tori here."

"I'm just trying to foster a relationship with my band and dancers." The singer defended herself. "Besides, you don't get to see the real countryside from a plane."

Somehow that was the last word of the argument, as Jade quickly learned what it was like to take a bus everywhere. It got the job done, but there are so many better choices for traveling. The bus was more bouncy, and felt like it was far to big for some of the roads they were on. Sometimes it felt like they were about to go off the road, into a ditch or over the side of a hill, only for that perception to be off, and the driver knew exactly what he was doing. But the views, of the countryside, of the people, it didn't change that fast, and that made Jade wonder again why they just didn't fly.

The first leg was weird, because the buses and trucks were loaded onto a train, and then the crew were loaded onto passenger pods in that train. "It's a wash, expense wise, for us to use the train as part of the transport, since it saves fuel and wear and tear on the vehicles, but cost to use the train. Still, it's more comfortable, and faster." The tour manager explained. "We'll only use it between countries."

The other thing that happened along the way was that Tori shifted her relationship with Jade another notch. Many times she was butting into the business of the crew, trying to hear the latest gossip and find out anything she could about her people. But it was more accurate to say she was trying to fit in. Tori wanted so badly to be one of the gang, another cast member stuck on the buss as it drove along the roads from one venue to the next.

Other times, Tori was sitting right next to Jade, looking out the shaded windows, and pointing things out to the raven haired girl. At those times, Tori took her duties as tour guide very seriously, and would lecture on about the local crops the farmers might be growing, or what the area they were passing through was famous for. Jade quickly tired of that treatment, and threatened to disable the buses Wifi if Tori kept it up. That was enough to stop some of the lectures. However, Tori still spoke about things she didn't have look up on Wikipedia, and Jade did her job, sitting there and listening.

All of Tori's behaviors, for the times she was on the bus, were expected. Trina had warned Jade that Tori liked to feel like one of the girls, so her actions among the dancers was almost normal. And as for the tour guide treatment, Jade would have been shocked if the singer didn't try using the internet to fill in the many blanks about the local traditions and peoples. Jade just didn't need her to turn around and lecture about it.

It was in Germany that they had the next unexpected problem. Tori, still needing to find her equilibrium, decided to head out and see the sights. They'd added two USO shows, one in Ramstein, where NATO has it's local headquarters, and is home to over 50000 Americans. It was also for the patients at The Landstuhl Medical Center, located just a short drive away. Overall, a large crowd not just for the performance, but also for the meet and greet the pop star was only too happy to give. Hours of shaking hands, posing for pictures, and otherwise giving her fans that special treatment went by, as well as a tour of the medical facilities and visiting patients. Since Ladstuhl was built under local laws, it's required to provide services to all the locals who might need specialized medical treatment. "Over 250,000 locals get treatment here every year, in addition to the estimated 50,000 Americans who receive care here." Someone read off a web page as they were waiting to start their first tour of the base.

Jade and the rest of security were in a new world. They were there, ready to go, but unarmed, and wearing visitors passes that clearly identified them and their roll. Mostly, they stayed back and watched as Tori stopped by to say high to anyone injured hat lay in her path. More then one person got a selfie with her, only to ask the nurse or orderly just who Tori was. 'Strange, cause I thought Trina swore she was popular here too? Guess she's no David Hassulhoff.' The bodyguard couldn't suppress a smile at that thought.

Still, after meeting so many people the faces all blurred together. Later, after performing for the armed services, their friends, family and guests, Tori seemed to be feeling a bit better about herself. She was so happy, she even forgot that there would be a USO section at her Wiesbaden open air show, followed by a half day visit at the American army base located there. Thus, they'd get half a layover day in a resort town, known for their hot springs. She was that proud of our soldiers recovering there, and of the people who took care of them and the locals. Tori would need that half day, cause she went all out to entertain the troups.

After visiting the base, Tori wanted to taste the local color. "I wanna visit a German pub." She cooed, drawing a grown from her entourage. "What? Germany is famous for it's beer."

"Wine." Trina said, not looking up from her pear pad.

"Wine?" Tori asked. "I could have sworn Germany was known for their beers."

"But we're in the Rhine district, specifically the Rheingau wine district, so called because it's known for it's wine, and they celibate it hear, just during a different time of the year." Trina said, still focused on her pad.

"Are you looking local information up?" The pop star asked.

"And arranging an Uber cab for you." The older sister said. "Look, Tori, I get it, your young, single, and out to mingle. You're in Germany, and here they drink. But I'm still gonna look out for you."

"Have you heard about Beck?" One of the dancers, Nancy, asked.

"Not really." Tori murmured, suddenly in a less festive mood.

"He's George Clooney-ing his recovery over the breakup, hanging out with various attractive young women and models, but saying he's not ready for anything serious." The dancer said, sounding too eager to share the gossip. "According to Rabbarazzi, he's pretending, cause he never really loved Tori, and she found out and broke it off. Said they have a confidential informant in Bermuda who saw the whole thing, adding allegations of abuse or infidelity on mister Oliver side. Both camps, naturally, are denying it."

"You realize we're one of those camps, right?" Andre asked, but didn't get an answer because someone else had something to say.

"Nice of Robbie to give us a month before shredding our story." Trina griped, still looking at her pad.

"Wait, you mean it's true?" Nancy asked.

"Look, dude, it may be a good idea to stop poking the bear." Ryder warned.

"No, it's okay." The manager cut him off. "Robbie's looking out for us. I suspect he knew the day Beck left, and held off his rumors until now to give us a little deniability, cause Beck's not going to like what his reputation looks like without us giving Rob an excuse not to get to close."

"So, we getting drunk?" Tori asked. It suddenly felt like a good idea for a group exercise, bonding over what a douche bag her ex turned out to be.

"No. You may, but us, we have a job to do." Jade spoke, looking to the other security personnel. "And it's quite a job, isn't it?"

After they found a bar for the singer to drown her sorrows in, Tori was down for the rest of the day. She was drinking to forget, just because Beck seemed to be handling the whole breakup thing better then she was. In the end, Trina arranged a sleepover for the pop princess, with her, Trina, Jade, and a couple of others, so the star could feel surrounded by her friends.

That evening, the small group were subjected to retro party games and whatever else a still drunk Tori could think of to help keep her mind off of the fact that Beck was just shrugging the whole ten year relationship off like it never meant anything to him. It hurt her, in ways she hadn't realized it could. So the somewhat drunk starlet would come up with games like twister, while Trina guided her away from games like truth or dare, that had such an ugly downside to them.

The rest of that evening was fun, relaxed, with Tori feeling almost normal. Of course, it wasn't real, and she wasn't normal. She was the worlds biggest pop star, and she was in a hotel room, with security and room service and people looking for a sighting of her outside. But the singer did manage to enjoy the night, feeling drunk and happy and loved.

The next morning, as Jade cautiously helped her get ready, Trina was up and dressed, giving instructions to the staff. Jade grated her and settled in for breakfast, served buffet style from the trays room service brought for them. They were among the first to be moving that morning.

"So, you're not as drunk as she is I see." Jade said, smiling. "Is that your metabolism, or just you didn't drink as much?"

"Kinda both." Trina said, smiling. "Tor is drinking to forget, while I'm just tagging along. I didn't drink nearly as much. But I did take precautions, do things to reduce how much alcohol is in my system. You know the tricks, milk to cover the stomach so less alcohol gets absorbed, knowing when to reduce my drinking to maintaining the buzz, and in general giving my system some help. I had something to increase my metabolism, made me drunker faster, but also got it out of my system faster."

"Oh." Jade said. "Tori made it sound like you just burned that chiz out of your bloodstream."

"We do, but even we need time to fully get it out of our system." The manager replied. "I let myself get drunk last night, something I only do once in a while. But I still know how to protect myself. Good thing too, cause I have things I need to get done today."

"No rest for the wicked, huh?" Jade joked.

"It's no picnic for us saints either." Trina joked back. "Now go take a showed, I need Tori up, and we both know, when drunk, nothing gets her out of bed faster then the chance to look at one of her bodyguards naked."

"Yea, after breakfast, I'll be in my room." Jade said. "Let Kasey handle drunken Tori this morning."

"Won't have too." Trina said, smiling. "We worked most of it out of her last night, with the party games. She'll be fine. Heck, I'll handle her for the now. You go get dressed, and get back here. We need her to get on the plane, and it'll be easier if she thinks we're in a hurry."

"Why the rush?" Jade asked.

"Press stuff in the next country." Trina pointed out. "Now get moving, so we can get out of here."

In Italy, while they toured the Vatican, something that struck Jade as odd. "I'm partially Irish, and thats got heavy catholic roots. Me, however, I was never that into religion, so it's kinda strange that I'm the first in my family to tour this building."

"It's not like that." Trina said. "I mean, it is, and to millions around the world, this is a holy place where you show reverence. But to us, this is a guided tour of a historical building, where we stay with the tour group, and those men in the brightly colored outfits make sure we don't wander off to try and touch ourselves a pontiff."

"Still, it feels odd that I'm actually here." The raven haired girl repeated.

Tori smiled. "Would you have come on your own?" She asked. "I mean, if you had a reason to be in Italy, and had the time, would you have come on your own?"

"Probably not." The blue eyed girl said after a moment of thought.

"And you'd have missed out on all this history they're letting us see." Tori gushed.

"I'm thinking you were one of those kids who would never cut class." Jade said in a slightly sour tone.

"I loved school." Tori replied. "I was gonna be a vet, or maybe a botanist, then I found I loved singing. After Trina bombed on American Voice, I decided to give it a try. Everyone, including my voice coach said I was a natural."

"And the rest was history." Jade added. "You could have still studied, learned about animals, or plants, or whatever."

"Beck took up so much of my time, when I wasn't making my name in the music industry." Tori explained.

"I'll bet Trina here would have loved to help cut some time out for you to study." The bodyguard said. "Right?'

"I would have, but Tori kept telling me how important it was for her to make it as a pop star." Trina said, smiling. "I made it my mission to make her dream come true."

"Which was helping you make your dream cone true." Tori said.

"Wait, what?" The older sister said, pulling to a stop.

"Please, the tour has to keep moving." The guide said.

"I remember how crushed you were after they kept showing your audition for American Voice. I wanted to make it so people would stop making fun of you." Tori explained.

"We can't just stop, the tour needs to keep moving.." The guide was saying as a priest walked up and put his hand on the guide. The priest was whispering in the guides ear.

"So singing wasn't your dream?" Trina asked.

"It became my dream, and I wouldn't change a single thing about my life." Tori explained. "But I was on American Voice, I was out to win the contest, just so I could take you with me when I went on tour, and have you have the kind of traveling life you'd dreamed of."

"But I did everything for you." The older girl said. "I worked so hard, made myself the but of so many jokes, just so you could win." She was starting to get lost in emotion.

Th priest held his ear for a moment, then approached the two sisters. "Maybe, if I can be so bold, I can offer some advice?"

"Okay?" Tori said too quickly. Jade had positioned herself between the sisters and the holy man.

"Your success is a sign that God favored your bond as sisters." The priest said. "Think about it, you both made sacrifices for the other, and as far as I can tell from just overhearing you both, you've achieved whatever dream sent you on that quest. Am I right?"

"Um, I think so." Trina said.

"Yea, as I said, I wouldn't change my life for anything, and I suspect my sister is happy." The starlet looked at her sister. "Are you happy?"

"I love that I was able to succeed in making you the worlds biggest pop star." Trina said, smiling. "And I'm happy with the things I've accomplished up until now. Not saying I'm done, cause we're about to enter a whole new phase of your, our careers. But mostly, I'd say I'm very happy."

"Then be happy for where you are, and understand that you have time to find other things to fulfill your desires later." The priest said. "Each of you had a dream you pursued, and part of the reason you had that dream was to help your sister have the dream you believed she wanted. But as you've already said, you're both happy. So embrace, let gods love of you carry you forward, and know you're on the path he planned for you. Now, I've held the tour up long enough..." He smiled a big, warm smile.

The guide had been waiting very patiently for this priest to finish. Both sisters received a blessing, and the whole tour moved on. In the background, behind a curtain, an older man dressed in all white smiled, happy to have helped those sisters through a crises that may have caused them pain, had it not been headed off then and there. 'Gods providence.' He thought, before heading off to where he was supposed to be going before letting that little family moment distract him.

They'd played over sixty shows by the time they were done in Europe, hitting most of the countries but avoiding places that weren't safe, too small, or otherwise didn't have a reason to have a major tour performing there. In addition to those shows, Tori had performed over a dozen USO shows as well. It had taken just over three months, but she'd been able to keep her promises to Jade, often taking the girl out when it was safe enough to go sight seeing. She was showing her bodyguard the world. Trina felt it was good therapy, but had Andre watching the pair, just because.

It was those outings that caused the bodyguard the most worry simply because they were almost always in unfamiliar territory, where they didn't speak the language, and threats where everywhere. But they'd seen he hills of Spain, sitting in a gypsy camp and singing along to their music. The pair had visited a restaurant in Venice, as well as seeing the views in a small Swiss village. Each outing was an experience, a chance for Tori to forget what a jerk her ex had been, and for Jade to learn something new, often interesting, about the countries they visited. By the time they were done with Europe, Jade's biggest regret about those trips was that they had to miss so may, both because they were taking the bus, thus didn't have as much time, and because sometimes it just wasn't practical to sneak out with the biggest pop star in the world.

Finally, Europe was done, and it was time to move on to the next place, Russia. They had three shows planned for Russia, mostly just to prove they could. The shows were well received in a county not known for it's wealth. But a small number of it's citizens were fabulously wealthy, and had paid for them to be there. Tori and her crew stayed the entire time in the big cities, Moscow, Volgograd, and Saint Petersburg. The shows were sold out, filled with a mix of people who got tickets and favorites of various wealthy individuals rewarding them. But the shows were also very much political, and security was tighter then it had been in a long time. Jade in particular was on edge.

"I don't like this." The female bodyguard complained. "One of the cities is on the tour cause it used to be Stalingrad, as opposed to a real population interested in her music."

"Relax." Andre insisted. "It's bad publicity for anything to happen to us while we're here. They'll keep us safe."

"Russa's still a place where people sometimes kill for so little..." Ryder reminded them. "Yes, it's changed, but I'm not relaxing until the next few parts of the tour are long over."

In Russia they found themselves dealing with the overly friendly fans, as well as a culture that glorified risk takers. The result was shows that were full of fans who wanted to see something happen. They loved the music, but the fans took the risks, tried to get closer, and they pushed the boundaries of the security staff. Jade hated how dangerous things were getting, but would take that over the other problems they found performing in that country.

The other problem was the planned sightseeing tours. Tori was shown a few of the historical sights in the cities she played, almost like the politicians in each city wanted to control her views of the country. Jade found it safe enough, with the heightened security, but the effects were strange. Tori saw the beautiful sights, but felt like she was being herded. The singer chose to behave, and played it straight as much as she could. But the stress she was feeling was flowing over to her interaction with her staff, and they tried to help but had no idea what it must have felt like to the singer to suddenly be just a prop in someone elses play. Tori moaned and complained, while Jade just smiled and offered what comfort she could. She had no idea who might be listening.

Despite those incidents, and a going away party involving more then a little vodka, they managed to get out of Russia and on to the African part of the tour without too much trouble. "Okay, we have ten shows in Africa, and I think it'll be a blast. Just, we're not driving through anything for these, so we have a plane chartered, and we're using bare bones sets." Trina instructed everyone. We start with Morocco, and go from there. We end with two shows in South Africa. Now, remember, we're guests here, so be on your best behavior."

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Probably a few more mistakes in this one, cause I got distracted part way through the last edit. Still, we're getting to the point where time might slip a bit, so we can let them slowly develop a relationship based on trust, understanding and forgiveness. Good thing Tori didn't have her phone with her in the bathroom, huh?

So review, or comment, or whatever, cause I wanna know what you thought. Also, what mistakes did I make?

Also, who could that old man in white at the Vatican have been?