I'm back from a very, very long pause. I didn't have the heart to leave a story unfinished, so even though it's been forever, I decided to pick it back up. I must say that it is going along very, smoothly, too. My work allows me to have enough spare time to write so I intend on finishing this story before the year is over. Anyways, here's the next chapter and I hope you enjoy it! I don't own Victorious or the show's characters!

[Tori's POV]

The one thing I wanted to happen, didn't happened.

I just wanted Tony's first Thanksgiving to go really well, but it wasn't. I wanted to be with my parents, eating traditional Thanksgiving food, but I wasn't. I wanted to spend the day getting fat with my fiancé and our son, but I couldn't. I couldn't even do any of the Black Friday shopping with Trina like always, because she had work and couldn't leave San Francisco to visit. It might as well have just been another normal day on the calendar. My dad was back from a case he was working on in Miami, but he didn't get a chance to get a ticket and ended up catching a red eye and would probably sleep most of today. Andre got snowed in over in New York and wasn't sure if he would be able to get on a plane until the bad snowstorms stopped. My mother figured there was no reason to cook a big meal, if our family wasn't completely together. I couldn't blame her.

So, I decided to go over to Jade's, seeing as she was spending Thanksgiving alone because her mother was off somewhere in Europe and she wouldn't be caught dead having Thanksgiving with her judgmental father – especially now that she was out completely as a lesbian. And Shark was out of town visiting his family. Even though Jade said she didn't care about Thanksgiving, and even said that she refused to celebrate a holiday that represented how "the white man stole land from Native Americans, just to kill them all and years later make slaves of people," nobody deserved to spend it alone.

"Baby, where are you going?" I heard my mom say from the couch.

She was sitting there with my dad's head in her lap. He looked as if he was about to doze off. He had Tony in his arms, and his head was on my dad's chest and he was fast asleep. It was so nice to see them together again. It felt normal, more so than having his friend Gary around. I didn't mention to my dad how often Gary was over, because I didn't want to start anything. But in all honesty, I wanted to. I felt as if something were going on between the two of them, even when Andre and Jade tried to convince me that they were just friends. There was something about the way they acted when I showed up unannounced. There was always a weird tension in the air when the three of us were in the same room. The way my mother looked at Gary, especially when he held my son, just rubbed me the wrong way. But I wanted my dad's short stay to be nothing but awesome, so there was no need to stir up drama.

I walked over to the two of them from the stairs, holding on to my "monster" purse (as Jade would say) from high school, which I recently started using as a diaper bag.

"Well, you look cozy, dad. I'm going over to Jade's. I'm sure you guys want alone time, because it's been a while since dad's been back. So I'm going to take Tony and we'll probably order some pizza and watch movies, a normal night since it doesn't even feel like Thanksgiving," I sighed, walking around the couch and went to reach for my baby.

"It's okay, don't disturb him. I'd like to spend some time with my grandson, if that's okay," my dad said, his voice low and quiet, so he wouldn't disturb Tony's sleep.

"Oh, well, thanks dad. Much appreciated. I'll be back tonight but I'll call before I leave…uh, just in case," I said uncomfortably.

My mom giggled and my dad looked up at her, grinning like crazy.

"You hear that, Holly? 'Just in case' me-yow," my dad said and without skipping a beat, my mom purred back.

"Oooookay, on that note, I'm going to leave. Don't traumatize my son, you two, haha" I said, putting my bag down on the table in front of the couch. "He has bottles in here because I just got through pumping, but he's got some frozen milk bags in the freezer too just in case. And his teething rings are in the freezer, too. If he starts crying, that's probably exactly what he'll want, and-"

"Tori, you know we're parents, right? We've been through all this with you and your sister. Just go," my mom smiled and waved me off.

"Okay, I'm going, I'm going. Love you guys," I said, and grabbed my keys off of the hook near the door.

"Love you, too. Have fun and be safe," I heard my mom say as I closed the door and locked it.

I walked to my car and got in. The November air was crisp and cool, but I'm so glad that this is about as cold as it was going to get this year. Even in December, the days are sunny and beautiful. I couldn't imagine how Andre felt. I don't think that I would ever want to move there – he told me that some areas in New York were having more than three feet of snow. But I sure couldn't wait to visit there, whenever that was. I wasn't sure. With the way time was flying, I felt like by the time I planned the right time to visit and saved for a ticket, he would probably be back in LA for good. I couldn't wait for that day. Then we could start planning our wedding and get on with our lives. I just didn't know what I would do now. I've always dreamed of being a pop-star and now that Tony was here, and I was going to get married, I didn't know what to do. I really loved working for the music magazine, but I don't want to do that my whole life. And I loved working for Shark and working at the salon, but I didn't want to do that my whole life either because my heart has always been with singing and music. Like I said, time was flying, so I needed to decide what I wanted to do.

I walked up to the door of Jade and Shark's apartment, and I heard someone's voice on the inside. It was Jade, she was singing but there was no music. I knocked and there was no answer. I knocked once again and there still wasn't an answer. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and texted her to let her know that I was outside. I waited at least a minute. A breeze came and sent shivers down my spine. It was a little too chilly for my liking, so I decided to try the doorknob. It wasn't locked, thank goodness. When I walked in, I definitely wasn't prepared for what I saw. I don't think I could ever be.

"Louder, la-la-la-la-louder! I'm daaaaaangerous! I'm warning you. But you're not afraid of me, and I can't convince you, you don't know me," Jade sang.

And of course she couldn't hear me, she had headphones on. And she was cleaning up around the living room, wearing nothing but her bra and underwear. She stopped what she was doing and bit her lip.

"Whoo, getting a titty-bit-nipply in here," she chuckled to herself before noticing me. "Oh hey Vega," she said and got back to work then, she lifted her head from looking down at the coffee table she was cleaning off. "VEGA?!"

I couldn't help but laugh at her as she took her headphones off her ears, sliding them down so they were around her neck.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I knocked twice and texted you, your headphones aren't hooked up to your phone?" I asked, looking around the room, trying not to look at her body.

"No! Do you see a cord?! They're Bluetooth. They're feeding off my computer in my room, and God! Vega!" she yelled, grabbing a throw blanket from off the back of the couch and covering herself.

"Hey, Jade, doesn't this seem like déjà vu? You probably don't remember because you got wasted that night – but Shark's birthday party? Beforehand, at my house, you saw me in my bra and pan-"

"Ew, don't say that. Say underwear," Jade said then sighed and rolled her eyes. "Well, consider us even. Don't speak a word of this ever. I mean it, or Tony will be an orphan," she growled.

"Okay, okay, jeez, no need for murdering me, Jade. Now that I'm here, how about I help you and we can order some food, because I'm starved," I said, picking up a pair of Jade's shoes.

"Awh man, I wanted to go out. We always just hang out here. Let's do something different. I want to check out that new bar down by that place we always order lunch from during the work week," she said, turning the blanket into a badly made toga. "They're pretty much the only place open tonight, it seems."

"Bar? Man, it's not like we can drink," I said, heading towards the hall to go put Jade's shoes away.

"Yes we can. I have a fake ID, remember? And I was saving it for one of your Christmas presents, but I have one for you, too," she smiled towards me, it turning to a frown, "oh yeah. I forgot. Tony."

"Well, actually, I talked to my doctor and he said that it'll take less than 24 hours for alcohol to move through my milk. Like, basically, I can have five – not that I would – drinks, and be okay in the morning or in fourteen hours. Just like it moves through the bloodstream, it-"

"Okay, okay, Vega. I get it. So are you down to go, yes or no?" Jade cut me off.

"Yes, I'm down to go. Can I borrow a jacket or something? It's actually pretty chilly outside and I thought we were just staying in so I didn't bother with one," I asked.

"You're going to have to borrow more than that. We have to look like we're in our mid-twenties, and you're dressed like you were your first day of Hollywood Arts," she laughed.

"Awh, c'mon, I love these pants," I said, looking down at my outfit.

"They're stained and gross and you can't wear light colored pants this late in the year," she said, wrinkling her nose in disapproval.

"They're stained because of YOU. That's coffee, you jerk," I said, walking off.

I heard her laughing as I walked into her bedroom. I looked around her closet and dresser drawers and saw pretty much nothing but grey, black, and other dark colors. I decided on a black, t-shirt that read "No One Cares" in white lettering and a pair of deep maroon pants that were almost skin tight. After I put those on, I skimmed through Jade's shoe collection and found a pair of cozy black booties, which were a fake suede material. I shoved those on, and found a deep olive green jacket to throw on over the shirt. I walked out to the living room, and Jade was just finishing using the vacuum. She looked up at me and smiled.

"Not bad, Tori, not bad at all. You kind of look like Christmas with the red and green going on," she said, pointing to the jacket and then at the pants.

"But, it's maroon, and I'm starving and I don't want to change," I complained, stomping my foot, it making a loud thud.

"Fine, let me go throw on a dress and we're out of here," she said, unwrapping herself from the blanket.

"Alright, I'll be waiting. Where does this vacuum cleaner go?" I asked, now gathering the cord from the wall.

"It goes in the second closet in the hallway. And make yourself useful, go ahead and call a cab," she shouted back.

"A cab? But I drove here!"

"Yeah, I know, but we're getting shit faced tonight so I just want to be safe," her voice got louder and I heard footsteps. "Tonight, we're going to have a Thanksgiving meal made of alcohol, no ifs and or buts, Vega."

Oh jeez, tonight will either be amazing or a complete disaster.