DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN VICTORiOUS. This chapter is from Jade's POV.

Epilogue

Toxicity

One week later.

It has been a week since Tori escaped from my grasp yet again. It pisses me off beyond all reason. That, combined with the depression and guilt I have from Riley's death clouds me and makes my emotions go haywire. Oh and I'm three months pregnant too. Sooo that adds insult to fucken injury there.

The entire country is on high alert for Tori. LA has become the FBI's hunting ground for her. If she is caught, she won't go back to prison, they'll execute her on the spot. The FBI are relentless. Escape seems impossible for Tori, if she's even still in the city. I want to be there when they take her down. I want to see the pain in her eyes. The same pain she has caused me and several others for the past few months. Her love is very toxic and it causes misery and death everywhere she goes.

I called Vinny the other day and finally told him about Riley. He freaked out that I took forever to tell him about his twin's death. He cried the entire conversation practically. I felt bad for him. He said he would collect the body for a funeral soon. I take it that I won't be invited. I can't blame him for being angry at me. I told him I would take care of Riley and I failed. I let that murderous backstabber kill her and I should've killed her on the spot too. Another thing I regret to do, and now it's gonna haunt me until she does die.

On a slightly happier note, Andre and Cat have made their wedding date: October 3rd. So we have less than three months to plan it. Andre has fully healed and is able to walk too. He has to exercise regularly though as his back can get stiff, a symptom of his back surgery. He tells me he is glad to be able to walk now and that the surgery saved him. Cat and I are starting to show now. Cat and I are both due in February next year. Cat's slightly bigger than I am because of the twins she's carrying. Cat's arm is doing better too. Her injury and stitches will leave a scar though. I think it makes her sexier. But you can only see it from behind if she isn't wearing a sleeved shirt, so that's the downside to it.

Sean and Julie are trying to get over there recent encounter with Tori. It's harder for Julie than it is for Sean. I mean, how often do you see the person you've been with for nearly 30 years be tortured in front of you and you are helpless to do anything about it? Not very often. Sean's still shaken up to; he was nearly beaten to death and tortured pretty badly. He's starting to physically recover. They both started going to therapy and are doing somewhat better.

Beck is still comatose. He has healed otherwise. The doctors are still very sympathetic for me. I still visit him in the hospital. I hope he wakes up soon. I need him for the upcoming months. His and my parents are going to help me get through the pregnancy.

I visit him every day of the week. The hospital faculty sometimes joke that I live in the hospital, since I'm practically here all day and night when I visit him.

On Monday, I walk into his room and go to his bed and pull up a chair to sit next to him in. I stare at his face. He isn't pale anymore, but his facial hair has really grown. It actually looks kinda sexy; I like it. I smile as I stroke his scratchy beard.

"How are you doing today, Beck?" I ask him. No response. "You're feeling a little dizzy?" I joke. Oh, I've gotta stop talking to myself. "Please Beck; wake up, baby. I miss you and I love you." I take and squeeze his hand for good measure. Again, no response. I cry a little bit and put my head on his arm and bring it back up. His arm is cold and no longer warm. His body has been pretty cold since he's been in the coma.

On Tuesday, when I visit, I walk in his room and the doctors are doing tests on him. One of them turns to me and greets me.

"Hello, Jade. How are you today?" he asks.

"I'm doing fine thank you; what are you doing?" I reply.

"We're testing his brain patterns to see if we can find anything." Another doctor explains.

"Will you be able to determine if he'll wake up?" I ask.

"Possibly."

"Cool. Um, do you want me to stay? I can leave if you don't want me in the way, it's no problem." I say. I hate to get in their way if they're doing tests on him.

"No, you're fine; we're almost finished." The first doctor said.

"Ok; how long will it take to get results?" I ask.

"Several hours. We might get them tomorrow." The second doctor explains. I nod. They finish their test and send the results in. I stay with Beck for a while. Cat texts me later and wants to go baby shopping. I tell her no, but she apparently knew I was going to say that, cause she comes into the room a few seconds later with Andre and they practically drag me away. We do some shopping all day long, but I don't seem to be aware of what's happening. I'm too buys thinking about the test results for Beck. Cat and Andre take me home after a few hours.

When I visit Wednesday the doctors tell me that Beck seems to be doing considerably better.

"Beck may awaken soon." The first doctor from yesterday tells me.

"Any way to say when exactly?" I ask hopeful.

"No unfortunately. His test show an increased response to stimuli."

"That's good I guess."

"It's promising. It means his brain is almost fully healed." He explains. I smile a little bit.

When I visit Beck on Sunday, he actually awakens. I'm sitting next to him, my eyes closed and I hear a slight moan on my right. I stir a bit and open my eyes slowly. I look up and listen. Another moan comes out. I look to the right and see Beck is stirring a bit. I gasp as he moves a little more and tries to make himself more comfortable. I take his hand in mine and squeeze, hoping he'll respond. I squeeze a little too tightly.

"Not so hard, please." He croaks. His voice is so cracked. But I don't care. He's awake and he's speaking. I let go of his hand and put my hands to my mouth and I start to cry.

"S-sorry." I whimper.

"It's cool; just be gentle please." He waves off my apology.

"I can't believe it; you're awake." I said, tears falling down my eyes. He groaned a bit and yawned.

"Yup. How long have I been out?" he asked, his eyes still closed. I guess he didn't want to open his eyes after a long time, only to have them blinded by the fluorescents.

"You've been out for a couple of months now; no one was sure if you were going to wake up again." I explain to him, sniffling and wiping my eyes. He opens his eyes a little bit and he looks a little confused.

"Where am I? The hospital?" he asks, looking around his room.

"Yeah." I reply.

"Did they operate on me, cause my head's really killing me?" he groans as he massages his head.

"Yeah, they did and it saved your life." I told him. His eyes open all the way and he briefly winces from the brightness, but he adjusts to it.

"At least I know I have a head." He groans. I chuckle a little at his poorly timed joke. He sits up a little bit and stretches. "I'm so numb everywhere."

"Well, being in the same position for months will do that to you." I point out. He nods slowly. He looks around the room, but avoids me. I think he's trying to take in his surroundings. I take his hand again and squeeze it. He moaned again and looks at me for the first time in a month, a blank expression on his face.

"Who are you?" he asked softly.

To be concluded…

THE END

Love Darkness 2:

Toxicity

By zeratulatb

Epilogue. Comment or review plz. Well, that's the end of Love Darkness 2: Toxicity. I think it came out great. That all depends on you of course. If you people actually want to say something about it. Seriously, I don't know if anyone likes this. Just one fav and a few reviews. Whatever. If any questions, PM me and I'll answer as best as I can. I'll start to work on Love Darkness 3.