A/N I don't own Victorious I don't receive money for any writing done on this site.

Chapter 8
Science Fiction/Double Feature

Cat

When I look at the people and the doctors that work in this place, it's mind-blowing that they can help anyone. My roommate is here because she is a cutter, and they are treating her for an eating disorder. Even I can see that there is something a bit off about that. My first week here, I was put on suicide watch because they asked me if I had any family issues and I told them yes, I was born. So they went all nuts over that and slapped me on suicide watch. I swear, it's like the lunatics are the ones running this joint.

Now I'm sitting in my doctor's office and he keeps asking me these stupid questions, flipping through my chart. Or at least I hope it's mine. "So do you think that how you were treated as a child is why you are drawn to your current lover?" 'What kind of question is that? What a dumb ass.' I thought to myself. I heard the nurse give out a small chuckle. 'See, lunatics.' I looked back to the nurse and she rolled her eyes. 'What's her deal?'

"No, my past has nothing to do with my relationship with Sam." I want to take that chart and slap him over the head with it.

"Sometimes we find comfort with people of the same sex if we have been abused during our childhood," he says like I'm two.

"And sometimes, we just really love the person and don't care about the gender. Wait, I wasn't sexually abused. That would take one of them spending time with me, and that wasn't going to happen," I say with frank bitterness, shaking my head.

"So you weren't abused sexually, but you were physically and emotionally," he said and my mind drifts to one of those commercials that say you need to tell your doctor the most basic things the things your doctor should already know. 'Tell your doctor if you have had a heart transplant, lost an arm, or been ritually disemboweled by Mayan zombies. Don't take NewPillium if you are planning on lighting your hair on fire, chewing on lemon wedges, or dancing the Macarena.'

I sigh before I answer the question. "No, I was not physically or sexually abused, but yes, there was strong emotional abuse. I was born to make my brother well again. Both my parents were not a match to help him, so they had me, hoping I would be a good match, and in the long run, his donor package," I told him as I looked around the room.

'Funny how real life can lend itself to becoming a musical. Like right now, I'm telling about what happened to me and the doctor is making these faces as he takes it all in, and the nurse is fighting to not show her feelings. American Horror Story, the musical. Oh, I should tell Jade about that, she would love it.' I looked over to the nurse and she was smiling again. 'This chick got issues.'

"I do have some really good friends now, and a whole new family…well that is, if they still want me," I said, looking down. We all have to play our parts, right?

"When you were born, did you have a twin?" the doctor asked. Oh shit. How did they know about her? How did he know that my twin me is back, and this time looking for trouble?

"No, just me. I am the lucky one," I growled.

"Did your mother ever tell you about a twin?" he said, like a dog with a bone. He won't let this twin thing go.

"My mother didn't tell me anything, and no, I didn't have a damn twin. So please, move past that." I was getting annoyed with him asking me about this twin that does not exist. "Have you talked to my mother?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"No. We called all the numbers that we were given, but there was only a voice mail or out of service," he told me, like I was supposed to be surprised or something.

"Well, you got more answers out of her than I have my whole life. So, if you are looking for help then you are barking up the wrong tree here, doc."

"What about your brother? Does he have a phone?" he asked and I scoffed.

"He did, but he doesn't anymore. I don't think he is allowed to have one," I tell him as I play with my fingers. He rustled my file papers a moment before clearing his throat and asking the next stupid question.

"Are you close to your brother?" Oh well. If that isn't a laugh.

"No. I'm not a match. So why the hell do you think he would care what happens to me?" I didn't want to have this conversation with him. My feeling for my brother is a true love/hate.

"Well, he did come see you in the hospital after the car accident. So why would you think that he doesn't care about you?" Oh, and the fun just keeps coming. Something Jade once said came back to me just then. If I rolled my eyes any harder, they'd fall out of my face. She said that when Sikowitz said something dumb. I'm pretty sure a quick blinking fit was all that kept me from having my eyes dangling against my cheeks just then.

"I thought I was here because I flipped my lid? So why are you so damn worried about if my brother cares about me? Yes, he came to see me in the hospital, and was very excited about the machine that went ping. In fact, he was so excited that he started screaming at it like he does with everything that excites him. Be it a pinging machine or a tree with lots of leaves. He also believes that there are fairies that live in his underwear, so if you would like to talk about that, then you have to go find him. I would rather stay here and let the rest of the cheese slide off my cracker without telling you more about my crazy ass brother. So, if you are done with your hard-on for him, can we please work on me, because I would really like to be home with my wife to be, and not here with the one's that didn't fly over the cuckoo's nest." There was a knock at the door and a young lady came in, holding a file. She handed it to the doctor and left without a word.

"I will let you know that I have recommended that you stay here as an inpatient for at least sixty days." Oh. No. That wasn't going to happen. I wasn't going to stay here to be another notch for their job security.

'There was no way I was going to let them drive me down that green mile to bat shit crazy,' I thought and the nurse snorted another chuckle. 'What is this chick's deal? Can she read my mind or is she just nuts?'

"No. I never signed any paperwork, and Sam's my Power of Attorney, so she has the last say, right?" I poured sugary sweetness over steel in my voice just then. Oh yeah, I was going to call Mom tonight and get the hell out of here ASAP.

The doctor looked at the file as I was talking and shook his head. "Well, it looks like we have both won this battle. Your wife to be has filed for you to be treated as an outpatient, and asked that I be your doctor." He looked at me and smiled. "You know, I will have to take back what I said earlier about your relationship. You're right. Sometimes we do just love the person, and age, race, creed, and gender are just semantics. The only thing that matters is how you feel if you are happy and feel safe with the person you are with."

"I never felt loved with my birth family, but with the Vegas, I have always felt welcomed. But even there, I never really felt like I belonged. But with Sam, she has been my plus one from the time she pulled me out of the garbage truck." He squinted his eyes at me like he was trying to understand, but I just raised my hand and shook my head. "When I was younger, I had a pretend friend. She looked just like me, she was my twin. I could talk to her and she would help me through the pain my birth family put me through. Now she is back, but this time she is not just listening, she is talking to me and I am really scared. Am I going crazy?" I asked and the doctor smiled and shook his head.

"Just you asking if you are crazy is a sign that you are not. If you were, then you wouldn't know it. Therefore, you wouldn't know to ask. With that said, I do believe you have a borderline personality disorder. This is something that can be treated with medication and therapy. Are you going to be on this medication all your life? Well, that's hard to say. Some people are, but then there are some that just need that help through the hard times and then they are taken off. Will you be in therapy for a long time? I would have to say yes. Not only for your breakdown, but you have had eighteen years of pain that you need to work through, if you want to have a loving and long lasting life with Sam. Is there more than just your childhood that you need to work through? Yes Cat, I would say so. You have not only lived with this lonely pain, but you have also have had a life changing experience with two of your best friends. From what I have read from your family, this experience has brought you all closer together, but in many ways has torn you apart. Where you were just friends, you found a family. But when you became sisters, you stopped being friends."

"I never wanted to stop being their friend, but they just didn't have time for us anymore. It was Tori and Jade and the gang but now it's only Tori and Jade and they will try to find time for the rest of us," I said with a sigh.

"And when you and Sam get married, it will be Sam and Cat trying to find time for the rest of them," the nurse spoke up for the first time.

"No, it's different with us. It will never be just Sam and Cat. It will always be Sam, Cat and Robin. Our sister that lives with us. We took her in when she was taken from her parents for abusing her. Robbie is her brother and one of my best friends and also a part of this weird family we have. He also lives with us, so he can be close to Robin, so it will never be just me and Sam, but I don't mind. It beats being alone all the time." I smile at the nurse then look at the doctor. "David and Holly have always been there for all of us, from the first day we came home with Tori. Holly could see the pain that every one of us had, and she did everything she could to make us feel comfortable. But it wasn't until my birth parents left me alone without a place to live that I found my real family. And no matter what my twin says, they do want me and that file proves it, because that is Mom's letterhead." I said, looking over at the file and trying to read what it said. But I've never mastered the art of reading upside down, and the doctor chuckled.

"Yes, you're right. It is from Holly Vega's law office," the doctor said, turning it on his lap so I could read what it said. "She and Sam are requesting for your release. Sam is signing for you to come home, and Mr. and Mrs. Vega are going to be your caregivers. How do you feel about that, Cat?" He asked me like I was going to tell him I didn't want to go with them. Didn't he listen to what I have been saying for the last hour?

"When will they be here to get me?" I asked.

"They will be here this afternoon, so you should get back to your room and pack. We will make arrangements for your new treatment plan later this week. I will call Mrs. Vega to make a schedule up for our meetings. Good luck Cat, and I will see you soon." He shook my hand as the nurse stood to take me back to my ward.

"You know Cat, you should really work on that thinking out loud problem you have, no matter how funny you may be," the nurse said as we walked back to the ward. "With that said, I hope you can keep that sense of humor through your treatment." I was taken aback. I didn't know I was thinking out loud.

"I guess your issues are not as bad as I thought then. But you have to admit, an American Horror Story musical could be a good idea," I said with a laugh and waited for her to unlock the door to the ward.

"Yeah and I bet you would be the one to write it," the nurse said with a smile.

"No. That would be my sisters Jade and Trina. They are the family horror queens. I just do the make-up, sing, and some acting," I tell her. She points out to the center area where we eat and watch TV, and we walk back out there after she locks the ward door again.

"So is it just you three that do this kind of stuff in your family?" she asks as we sit down on one of the couches.

"No, all of us do. Andre is the music god of the family, and Tori also sings and acts. Then there is Beck. He is our actor. That is all he does. And Robbie is our sound and lights guy. Robin is getting into the acting part of the family, but she also likes to write like Jade. Jade also directs plays and movies. She also is one of the best female actors I know. So it is a whole family business, and we are damn good at the things we do." I smile, thinking about how we are this huge entertainment family. "So what is your name? It would be nice not to keep calling you nurse all the time.

"It's Ann. So what does Sam do? Is she into the entertainment family business too?" Ann asked.

"No, she eats," I laugh, thinking of Sam. "No, she was on a web show called iCarly with her two friends Carly Shay and Freddie Benson. But Carly moved away and Sam moved here. She likes that I love the movies and being on stage, but she just likes being behind the scenes. Personally, I think she would make a great director. She has the eye for it, like Jade does."

"Well it sounds like the making of a magical life you all are building here. And you are all still in high school, is that right?" Ann asks as she gets up and unlocks the kitchen.

"Yes. Aside from Sam and Beck, we all go to Hollywood Arts." I looked over to see what she was doing.

"I thought that Beck was one of the actors?" Wow, she does listen well.

"Yeah, he is. But he got a part on The Walking Dead, so he dropped out and is finishing school on set."

"You know when the doctor said 'Where you were just friends you found a family but when you became sisters you stopped being friends.' I think he was wrong because you are close enough to see each other as sisters and that should just make your friendship that much stronger." Ann said as she brought out two sandwiches and two cans of soda.

I took a bite of my sandwich and thought about what she said, and it made a lot of sense, but there was something missing between Jade, Tori, and me. I just couldn't put my finger on it. "It seems like after the accident, the three of us had become closer, yet we lost something. And it feels like we can't be friends or sisters."

"It could be that you all just need to reconnect. After my oldest sister came back from overseas, we all needed to reconnect. So we went on a sister get away. No husbands, no girlfriends, and no kids. It was just us, and when we came back we were closer. So now we do it every year. I think that if you, Jade, and Tori would go on your own getaway, it could help. Then you can bring Trina and the other two girls with you," Ann told me and I had to smile. The thought of the three of us alone to reconnect was a good idea.

"That sounds great, but if we follow the rules then Jade or Tori would have to stay home," I giggled.

"I think you can make your own rules in this case. I like that I can have one weekend without my girlfriend. She can really work a person's nerves," she laughed and we finished our sandwiches and sodas.

I was about to ask her another question when a guard came in and told us that Mom and Sam were here.

"Well, let's get your things together and I'll walk you down." Ann told me and we walked back together to get my things. After getting what little I had gathered, we walked down to the front door to find Sam and Mom standing there, waiting for me. "I could get fired for doing this, but I don't care. If you need anything at all, you call me, okay?" Ann gave me a business card with her personal cell number on the back. "I don't care if you are calling me to complain, or tell me about your musical. I will always answer." She gave me a hug and then opened the door for me to leave.

I stopped in the opened door and turned back to Ann. "Lips Michael Rennie was ill
The Day the Earth Stood Still
But he told us where we stand
And Flash Gordon was there
In silver underwear
Claude Rains was The Invisible Man
Then something went wrong
For Fay Wray and King Kong
They got caught in a celluloid jam
Then at a deadly pace
It Came From Outer Space
And this is how the message ran...
Science fiction (ooh ooh ooh) double feature," I sing as I walk out to Mom and Sam. I look back to see Ann laughing. Yeah, I think I'm going to be okay, but the road is going to be long and bumpy. I just hope that we can all reconnect I really do miss my best friends.

A/n Science Fiction/Double Feature is from Rocky Horror Picture Show it is the opening number. I don't have permission for the use of the title or the part of the song.