A/N~ I want to say before you read this that I'm struggling to write this stuff cos I feel like I'm playing... You know those word games where you had a sentence with a blank and had to add in a word? I feel like I'm playing that but no one's bothered to fill in the words and I can't and I have no clue of the basic nature of the word. (Adjective? Noun? Verb?) So until I get some ideas in the writing based around Jori and Bade might be a little sketchy.

I watch Tori walk out. Why did she ask me all that? I wonder. I shrug it off. Just Tori being Tori. I smile slightly and turn to Beck. He's watching the now closed door with a smirk on his face.

He turns to me. "Well, now that's taken care of, I need to get back to training." He smiles and stands up.

Wait, his girlfriend just got back from... somewhere... and almost died, and apparently has memory loss, and he stays for 5 lousy minutes before he has to "get back to training"? But I smile anyway, knowing that he'll get mad if I argue, and I don't want that. I sigh, and lay back. "Fine, bye baby." I say.

"Love you." He tells me, before he slips out. I try to reply, but nothing comes out, and there's a little voice in my head, the same one as before, back when... when... damn it!

Honey, I know he's my son and all, but you can't say something you don't mean, and I can't let you. This is my territory, after all.

I blink. Lady Aphrodite?

Look, I know you're memory's not the best but the least you could do is remember my name. I did bless you, after all.

I gasp. Aphrodite... blessing... it has something to do with... my claiming?

Go on...

At campfire. That's when I was claimed. There was someone there... I was about to kiss them. They were... tanned. Brown hair, brown eyes.

Yes...

And then... I was thrown. The kiss didn't happen.

Uh-huh.

The other person. Was it Beck? The stuff I remember matches his description.

Aphrodite grunts in frustration. It's a very ladylike grunt. Who else's description does it match?

My eyes widen. It wasn't Beck? Oh my gods, he's gonna kill me. I cheated on him.

Not exactly, and if it makes you feel any better, you know them. They weren't some random stranger.

We got back together after our fight. How is that not cheating? And I know them? What do you mean?

My head starts to hurt. I tear up, the pain's so intense. I can't think. I can't speak. When the pain goes away, Aphrodite's gone. "Dammit." I mutter

I take a deep breath. Someone I know. Brown hair. Tanned skin. Brown eyes. Not Beck. That last thought scares me the most. What will he do to me? I cheated on him. The tears come back. I take another few breaths. I need to figure out who it was PDQ. I use process of elimination. If I can rule out enough people, it has to be the one I couldn't rule out who's left over at the end. If I can't rule out more than 1, then I guess I'm the slut Beck says I am.

Cat? No. She's totally straight.

Robbie? Gods, I hope not. I have some standards. Besides, he likes Cat.

A truly horrifying thought occurs to me. Trina. Then I remember she was never here and I thank every god I can think of that they had nothing to do with Trina's birth.

Freddie? Nope. He's not bad, but if I did, I would have a few buttersock shaped bruises.

Definitely not that Carly chick. Straight, for 1 thing.

There's no one left. Except 1. Tanned. Brown hair. Brown eyes. Just my type. Holy chizz, I tried to kiss Tori Vega, who, according to Percabeth, I like. I slam my head back against the pillow.

No. I'm straight... mostly... okay, maybe there's an exception to every rule. But Tori isn't even gay. Or bi. She probably thinks I'm some sort of freak. Chizz. This is worse than that Scissoring remake I bought from Sinjin a few years back (starring Sinjin Van Cleef and his Jade sock puppet). Great, I've been trying to push her away since I met her and going by her actions just now I've finally done it. She'll never speak to me again.

"Shit." I whisper. Andre hears me and walks over. "Andre."

"Yeah?" He replies.

"You and Tori share everything. Be honest. On a scale of 1 to 10, 1 being me being my ganky self, ten being rape, assault and murder, how badly have I fucked things up with her?" I ask.

"Scale of 1 to 10? 37, but it's not your fault." He informs me. How could it not be my fault? It's always my fault. I'm the 1 who always fucks things up.

"What did I do? I need to know. And I keep hearing this voice in my head. It's Aphrodite. Can you get rid of her? She keeps on talking about how she blessed me and it's getting irritating."

"Jade, I can't drown out a goddess, much as I'd like to try. If I could help you, I would. But, hey, if you remember anything, you can ask for confirmation. I'm here." He smiles and walks away.

"Hey, Andre!" I yell. He turns. "Thanks."

"No problem, but... yeah, anything... And I hope Aphrodite hasn't cursed you or whatever." He walks off.

Long after he leaves, his words are still ringing in my head, "but... yeah, anything... And I hope Aphrodite hasn't cursed you or whatever." I know those words. Where have I heard those words before? Argh! I feel like everything is trapped in my head. I just need a trigger.