Title: Boundless
Author: Jonathan
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)
Chapter: Six A
Category: Robbie/Tori Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' and 'Rebound.' still will follow season 2 canon.
Summary: Sequel to Rebound.' Life at PCA hasn't been easy for Tori and Robbie. Now, that Tori is cured, how are they going to deal with the fallout?
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

Today marked the ending of the second week.

Yes, the second week. Ever since Robbie Shapiro got the discharge to leave the hospital, the Vegas insisted that Robbie would come home with them to recuperate from the surgery. And of course seeing as how Robbie and Tori were so entwined, it was pretty much guaranteed that Tori would be coming home as well.

The only thing that was different was that because Tori's parents were still disappointed with her, a resolution had to be reached for the disappointment that the younger Vega sibling caused. And that was Robbie and Tori could not share a bed while they both were staying at the house.

And that was not an easy task.

Tori and Robbie spent the initial nights apart rather hard. Outside of a few occasions, they spent all their time together, and shared a bed together. Even having nights where they would drive into romantic passion of making love on a nightly basis. And that was greatly missed. Of course they spent their days together, but not being able to share a bed at night still hurt them.

Which made this upcoming Sunday even more special. Sunday they were going to finally head back to Pacific Coast Academy where they both can have their dorm back and get back to their lives. But before that, they had to try and be at their best and jeep holding onto the thought that they would once again be together…

But until then…

It was not an easy task….

Tori sighed with that final thought as she looked up from the couch. She watched as Robbie Shapiro and Lola Martinez came out from the kitchen carrying three cans of peppy cola. They watched as she suddenly pulled herself into a sitting position as her boyfriend approached the red couch. He handed her a can as he took a seat beside her. "Thanks, Baby."

He grinned, "Anything for my girl." Robbie said with a grin. They both watched as Lola took the seat beside them in the arm chair.

Lola Martinez took her can and popped the lid. She brought the can to her lips and took a sip. She looked at Robbie after her sip. "Why do I think that if I was one of your girls, I would be better off?"

Tori smirked, "I think you are actually somewhat 'Robbie's girls' adjacent."

Robbie suddenly spat out some soda. "What?"

She smiled, "You're so cute." Tori then leaned in and kissed his cheek. She glanced back at Lola who had a shocked look.

"I am?"

"Lola, you've been visiting us how many times these last two weeks?" She continued to stare at them. "Don't get me wrong. We love you being here, but how many times have you come?"

Lola glanced at them, shocked that they actually said something like that. But how many times did she make the trip to LA? Sure, she first came here with Quinn and Zoey just to see how they were doing, and she came here again with Chase and Logan, and then she came here two times on her own…

"I… I… didn't realize… I…" She looked at them. "I mean…"

"Hey, its okay." Tori told her. "Robbie and I really haven't done anything these couple weeks. I mean, we've been out a few times, but I wanted to make sure that if we do go out, he's going to be okay." She smirked, "We may not be able to spend nights in bed together right now, but that doesn't mean I can't be with him daily." She looked at her boyfriend and told him, "Lola has been there for you allot throughout your hospital incident. More so than any of our friends. So much so that I began to notice."

She looked at them confusingly, "So me visiting you two means that Vince and me are over?"

"No." Tori told her. "But coming here, chilling with us, being the friend that we know you truly are means that you care about us. More so than how you spend your time with Vince. And seeing how you two have been acting since we've known you, we could see Vince and you weren't really working."

Lola remained silent.

"And any friend who has been sharing that much concern for Robbie is someone that I think Robbie would label as one of his girls."

Robbie looked at his girlfriend, still awestruck by the comments that Tori made. Sure, he knew Lola had been spending allot of time with them lately, and he did remember how attentive she was since they've been back here. Maybe spending all her time with them was masking the way she was coping with Vince not being around.

Realizing that, he could help but smile, "I guess that does make you one of my girls."

Lola remained silent still.

He smirked, "I guess I got two 'Tori's' to my private collection."

Both girls threw pillows at Robbie.

"See, my 'Robbie Shapiro Luck' strikes again."

"Remind me why you asked me to do this?"

Robbie grinned as he entered the store. "Well… as one of my girls, you get the chance to get some first hand Robbie Shapiro jewelry shopping." She gave him a look. "What? You are one of my girls, right? That is what you want?"

Lola Martinez sighed…

Being one of Robbie Shapiro girls entitled her to something that she had only been observing from afar. She had seen how protective he was to Tori and Sarah, and how much he would do just to make sure that his girl got the best treatment when it came to everyday life…

"I do…"

He smiled. "Good. Because if anyone could substitute my actual girlfriend in appearance, it would be you." Lola groaned. "Or it could be Shelby Marx. And I don't think I'm going to run into her anytime soon."

She shook her head, "All this 'double' talk is screwing up my brain. I thought everyone was their own person. Genetics or something… I dunno. I mean I guess Quinn could figure this out. There's two of me." Robbie gave a smug grin. "Okaaay… three of me. Two Trinas, two Sams, two Spencers…" She let out a breath, "This is…"

"A whole lotta fucked up chizz." Robbie summed.

"Yeah… that would be a way to sum it up."

Robbie let out a breath, "I don't care about these 'doubles' or 'triplets.' All I care about are for 'doubles' are the two of you. You and Tori. And so what if you look exactly alike. You're still my girls, and that's all that matters."

Lola couldn't help but smile when he said that. Robbie had a way when it came to the people that he cared about. Being one of his girls was something that she knew she wanted to be a part of. And his tone only confirmed it.

"And now I need you to help me find a ring for Tori. The night we get back to PCA, I plan to give Tori the ring, recreate the dinner before I got sick. Just I'll be doing the cooking this time…"

"Robbie, this is all well and good, but aren't you forgetting something?" He showed a confused look, "Mr. Vega. You never asked his permission. I would think that if anyone, you would go by the 'book,' and keep things honest. It is the reason why Tori's parents are so into you, y'know."

He smirked, "Already did that." This time she had a confused look, "I already got the okay from 'Dad'…"

It was late one Saturday afternoon when a hand grasped the handle of a small office. He hit the door a few times when a familiar voice came through the wooden door. "Come in."

Letting out a breath, he opened the door to see the person he was looking for. He ran his right hand on the back of his neck, already feeling a familiar moisture developing on his forehead.

"Um… Mr. Vega?"

David Vega looked up from his desk and took off his glasses. Placing them on the desk that he was sitting behind, he looked at the young man. "Dad. Remember, Robbie. I'm your dad. And Mrs. Vega is mom. We are okay with you and your sister calling us those names."

"Ok…" He gulped, remembering the declaration David Vega made all those weeks ago just before he tried to move back to his former house. "Dad. Um… is it okay if we talk about something?"

David turned around on his desk chair and gestured to the small couch. "What's on your mind?"

He let out a breath, still feeling the nervousness he knew was developing. "Tori and I talked while I was in the hospital." Robbie told him as he took a seat on the gestured couch. "And I did something that I wanted to get your permission on."

The word 'permission' only made David know was something drastic was on the horizon. He left his chair and went to a small refrigerator that was by the wall. Opening it, he pulled two bottles of water. Closing the door, he made his way to the couch and offered a bottle.

"Thanks." Robbie whispered and unscrewed the bottle. Taking a sip, he already felt the cool liquid run down his throat. Already feeling slightly better. "Um, so… yeah… Tori and I talked. And it was just after I came out of surgery. Tori explained why she wasn't around when I needed her. And I think we got to a point where we found some common ground. Tori told me that she was done fighting. That we weren't going to push people away anymore. If either one of us runs into our older friends, we're more open to the idea of talking things out, and hopefully mend our old friendships. Try and get back to the lives that we had. Potentially even going back to Hollywood Arts in the fall…"

"Robbie, what are you trying to tell me?"

He nodded, knowing full well that he was getting long-winded. "Rght…" He chuckled. "Um, so… anyway. We talked. And things got heated. Things were said, emotions ran wild. And I think it got to the point where I asked Tori to be my wife…"

He nodded, "Your wife…" David took his bottle of water and placed it on the coffee table in front of them. "You asked my daughter to be your wife…" Robbie could see the anger starting to rise in his face. The blood starting to cause his forehead to blotch.

Robbie couldn't help but shrink back in his seat. He gulped again, feeling his throat go dry again. "Mr. Vega…" He said trying to remaining respectful.

"I open my house to you. I take you in. I treat you as one of my own and I allow you to sleep with my daughter, and this is what you do? You ask my daughter to marry you?"

Robbie shook his head, "It was not like that." He took his glasses off and wiped his face with the back of his left hand. Putting them back on, he added, "I only told her we'd remain engaged. I told her that we'd only marry when we were old enough. Mr. Vega…" He shook his head, "I mean, 'Dad.' Dad. I wouldn't do anything to ruin what you and Mrs. Veg… I mean, Mom, gave me. You, Mom, Tori saved me. You helped me when no one would ever do anything for me. Not even my own parents… Dad… I…"

He then screwed his eyes shut. "I love your daughter, Dad. I'm in love with her. And she loves me. We decided to put the marriage on hold. Just enough until we got old enough, and just enough…"

And when he said that, David Vega couldn't help but release his inner anger. A sense of clarity started to emerge as he remembered his pervious conversation with his wife about the way the Tori and Robbie were getting serious. Of the way he and his wife allowed them to heal over their pasts in Yerba…

A breath escaped his relaxing face. Finally letting reality to commence. Knowing full well whom he was talking to.

"I'm sorry, Robbie... I… I…"

But when Robbie didn't show any sense of regression, he inched forward. "Robbie…. Son… it's okay…" He let out a breath, "It's okay. I didn't mean to yell like that."

It was then when Robbie started to open his eyes...

"Robbie, it's okay… I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell like that. I guess you can call it a fatherly initial reaction. An instinct. You're both sixteen. You're both too young. And I…"

Robbie finally let out a breath, allowing his vision to come into focus, looking up at the apologetic face of his 'father.' Going for the bottle again, he took a sip and placed it back on the table. "I know we're too young. I know we got our lives in front of us. But when Tori suggested getting engaged, I knew she wasn't going to let the idea of marriage go. So I agreed that we could get engaged, but that marriage would be a far way off. A far way off…"

David relaxed even more when Robbie described the process Robbie and Tori made to become an engaged couple. And especially knowing full well just how cautious and concerned the two of them were when it came to their relationship.

He then chuckled lightly, causing Robbie to look at him in confusion, "Dad?"

"It's alright, Robbie. I give you permission to marry my daughter."

His eyes widened, "You do?"

He grinned, "Holly and I knew it was only a matter of time before you two would get to this point. And I think it's the right move to hold the wedding until later. And I we would be honored to legally be your in-laws."

"You would?" He asked, still not getting the gist of the comment.

"Yes, we would." David told him. "And I'm sorry I reacted that way when you first told me. I guess, it was my gut reaction, and I had no right to say those things to you. And for that, I'm sorry. But like I said, you have my permission to ask my daughter to marry you."

A smile crept on his face even wider.

"Thanks, Dad…"

"Wow…" Lola whispered as Robbie told her the story of what happened. "So Mr. Vega really let you have it."

Robbie shrugged, "I guess I can understand his reaction. Tori is his youngest daughter, and we are too young. But that doesn't mean we can't be engaged."

She smiled, "So you two really are getting married?"

"Eventually. But right now, all we need is a ring. And that's why you're here."

"When did you two get back?"

Robbie and Lola turned around when they noticed someone Robbie hadn't seen in a long time.

"Jade…"

TBC in 6B

And we're back! i hope this will start the final swing for the boundverse. Because ive got another idea for a fic in my mind brewing, but before i do it, i want to get this done. so, let's go! hope you like the final swing!