Chapter fourteen.

Tori looked up at the door. Why hadn't Cat asked to see them yet?

Her father appeared in the door way. "Thank God you're safe, Tori. There's been a breach."

"Hello Officer Vega," André said hoping to continue his good impression on her father.

"Hey André," He replied offhandedly. "Tori, you need to get out of here,"

"But dad, what about Cat, Jade and Beck?"

"They'll be moved out too, come on. Take André back to ours and finish whatever this is at home," Officer Vega gestured for them to move out with him.

He was yet to know those very three would be the centre of the whole travesty?

…

"What do we do now?" Beck asked still clutching the hoodie.

"We have to find her, we keep going."

"But where, Cat?"

She hesitated. "Follow his stupid game, it's the only way."

"But he's sick in the head."

"Beck, we don't have a choice. Every minute we spend arguing is a minute she's missing."

He sighed in agreement. "So where now?"

"Up. He always has the upper hand. This is what he's trying to tell us," She pointed to the arrow marked in red. She didn't really want to think about him finger painting the walls with Jade's blood.

Cat ripped the drip out of her hand with a sharp shot of pure agony.

"You need the pain relief!" Beck shouted in astonishment.

"I also need my best friend, I can only have one if we're going to have a chance of being quiet. Go figure which option I'm going with."

Beck rolled his eyes. Cat just crossed her arms and tried to ignore the new, throbbing pain in her hand. He began pushing her to the lift quickly, praying they hadn't knocked out the power.

He spoke as he ran. "You look like Jade when you do that, you remind me of her sometimes."

"I've known her too long," She laughed but her eyes did not light up like they would usually.

"And I love her too much, even if she did call my hair stupid."

Cat shook her head slowly. "You remind me of her with your grudges."

"What can I say? It's rubbing off on me."

He frantically pushed the lift button. The arrow lit up; at least that was a good sign.

"Come on, come on," He muttered under his breath.

The doors opened and another clue awaited them. He pushed Cat into the lift. The doors closed behind them. He grabbed the clue and read the scripted card.

"What's it say?" Cat spoke trying to take her mind off the pain seeping through her weak body.

"Congratulations, Caterina, you understood the clue and selected the correct method of transport. By now, I expect the police are surrounding this place like wasps to a hive. So you'll have to move faster Caterina. How you've made it this far is possibly a fluke. I suppose I should reward you for getting this far into my little treasure hunt. Jadelyn's ring. It'll be of some sort of sentimental value to you, I'm sure. Happy hunting." Beck spoke the words like each left a bitter after taste.

Cat looked up and found the ring dangling from a pale pink checked with white shoe lace. It was attached to the ceiling of the lift. Beck gently pulled it down.

"It's her lace," He confirmed Cat's trail of thoughts. He took Cat's hand and slipped the ring onto her right hand ring finger. "It's the ring I bought her for our first anniversary."

She shook her head violently in protest. "I can't wear it. It belongs to her."

"For safe keeping, please Cat?"

She didn't reply.

"She never took it off, she must have put up one hell of a fight for it," Beck laughed but with no humour just pain and worry. Angst found its way into his mind and filled his every thought with doubt. It dawned on him that she was too weak to fight back. The thought tried to overpower his hope.

"Jade always said once you saw the real Beck, you could read every emotion from you like an open book. She was right; you are easy to read once you decode your defences."

Beck raised his eyebrow. "She said that? That's rich coming from a girl who disappears when she's upset."

The doors opened. Beck realised what he'd said and silently pushed Cat through the doors again.

"I didn't mean to say it like that…" Beck admitted.

"I know you didn't, Beck," She frowned at the three ways they had option of.

Beck looked down each of them. He spoke frantically. "Any idea of to which one?"

"Which way is it to the roof?"

"The sign says that way," He pointed down the corridor to their left.

"That's as close as he can get to the upper hand…"

She hadn't even finished when Beck began heading in that direction. He ran like his own life depended on it, it did in fact, Jade was his life. He slammed the lift harder in panic.

Cat curled over in pain as the medication wore off quicker. She was aware of every stitch in her body, every scratch, every brutal message the experience had left her.

"Cat? Are you okay?" Beck queried.

She nodded lightly. "I'm fine, just the meds are failing me."

They boarded the next lift.

"I told you we needed the drip."

"It's not the time to argue who was right, Beck."

They found the next floor. Running towards the next lift, the floor was covered in a trail of blood. Cat pointed to it as they moved. Beck followed her gaze to the splatters. But that wasn't all.

Beck didn't need Cat to point out the next thing to him.

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I thought I'd give you a bit of a future chapter because I'm a giving person and I feel you deserve this little insight because: a) you've stuck with it for this long which I am INCREDIBLY thankful for and would hug every single one of you but I can't travel the world that fast and b) Dan posted a hint to what a future episode on YouTube so I'll jump on the bandwagon and give you a section of some future chapter. I say some because I have no idea which chapter it shall appear in… –ChasingMidnight.

A future chapter.

Tori stood behind the police tape gripping onto André's hand so tight he was convinced she would break it. She couldn't believe what had happened. A shower of gun shots and it was over quicker than an April shower except from the last shot which played out alone like the closing note of a song. About 20 minutes had passed between it happening, the police and SWAT teams had moved in. A helicopter hovered above them.

"Where are they?"

"Relax Tori; they were probably in Cat's room blissfully unaware any of this was happening," André soothed. He wasn't even convincing himself so he knew she wasn't taking any notice, her mind would be running away with itself.

"They might be being transferred to another hospital; I wonder if that's where they are. Or they're still in the isolation wing."

Tori's eyes found her father, she ran towards him dragging André behind her.

"Dad! Dad!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. The crowd of people split as she ran.

Her dad saw her and opened his arms. She ran straight into them, never letting go of André's hand.

"Dad, what's happened?"

He gave her a sorry look. "There are six people involved."

"What aren't you telling me dad?"

He hesitated. "I'm sorry, baby. I really am. But there are two bodies."

Tori's body drained of all heat. She wanted to cry, scream, shout. Instead she collapsed to the floor, her legs giving up on holding her. André fell with her and cradled her body in his arms, wrapping them tight around her as she sobbed.

"Who is it?" Tori cried. "Who is it?"

She pictured Cat coming out of the building, tears streaming down her face; she would have lost her two best friends.

Or it could be Beck silently finding his way back to them without the two girls he cared for most in life.

Maybe Jade stumbling out of the doors having to face the prospect of life without the love of her life and the girl she thought of as family.

"Two bodies, two," Tori repeated it over and over into André's shirt. "Two of them are dead."