this is kind of a filler chapter i'm so sorry haha, i've been really busy with my school work, i wanna jump off a cliff. i hope y'all like it! please comment and share it!

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Their arrival to the hospital was nothing he expected, every doctor was outside and waiting for them, it looked like it was true what Veronica used to say about Riverdale, secrets were nonexistent, the rumours spread in town like a plague, a fast one. All doctors were expecting them, or well, just her. And the gasps that were heard when they got down from the ambulance were almost taken from a movie ; Betty had to stay in the litter for a little while since they were trying to put her on some serum and connect her to all this kind of machines that Jughead didn't even know it existed. But she never let go of his sleeve and then his arm, not even when they had to pass her to the E.R urgently and asked him to wait outside, it wasn't possible in Betty's eyes, she screeched loudly and screamed, she kicked her feet and with her crooked arm threatened in a childish manner (to Jughead's eyes) to take out all the things they attached to her.

It was so obvious he wasn't going nowhere. He was staying there, by her side. When they made it clear to her, she relaxed instantly and looked at Jug, like expecting something, he just laughed softly and stroked her forehead trying to distract her while one of the doctors took advantage to take some blood samples from her broken arm and a nurse came towards him, passing him some wet toals.

"I'm going to start cleaning her up a little, we would love to bathe her, but she has too many cuts.. So we will start to clean her and disinfect her, can you help us? Just… She seems so calm with you" He nodded, grabbing some of the tools and starting to clean her face with a cotton ball, grabbing some peroxide since it didn't hurt when he cleaned his own wounds with it.

Cleaning the cuts on her forehead, he passed to clean her eyebrows and circling his motions to her nose, he knew it was broken so being careful tried to help the most of it without hurting her so much, and it did surprise him how under all that dirt and dried blood she was so fair, her skin was pale and like a porcelain doll who never got a ray of sunlight in her life. He kept cleaning her face, passing from her nose to her cheekbones slightly and dabbing some in her lips, she flinched but didn't did anything else. Suddenly, her eyes dropped and right there and then she fell asleep or well.. Passed out?

"Hum.. What happened to Bet-"

"We sedated her, she is pretty hurt, we need to start working on her arm and nose, she wouldn't let us if she was awake… We're going to bathe her, change her clothes and put her on a better room" The nurse cut him to speak and he nodded silently, he chewed his bottom lip at the sight of the now passed out girl whose fingers were still on his arm, now loosely but still there. "She will be fine tonight, she's gonna get so much sleep and hopefully will rest nicely, tomorrow will be a really agitated day for her" she murmured and continued doing her job.

Jughead felt light headed when he was being parted from the blonde, but his instincts told him to stay where he was, she was being taken care of, they were going to bathe her and clean her real good, find all her injuries and heal her. His name was called and when he looked back, there was the Sheriff looking straight to him, moving his fingers in a motion for him to come closer, Jug did so, therefore he felt emotionally exhausted and kind of lost, so when he sat down besides the Sheriff the first thing he did was take off his adored beanie and pass his hand through his hair, the older man looking at him curiously.

"The guys from the office says that there's not amber alert, or even an emergency call about a blonde girl on her 16 years at least in this state and those around… It's like she came out of the shadows." Murmured the old man in a weary gaze, with a sigh he stood beside the young boy who looked dejected. "Go home, Jones, there's nothing we can do tonight"

"But you saw how she responded when i'm not there, she can get hu-" The sheriff shook his head and with a hand dismissal started walking towards the exit.

"They sedated her, Jones, she's going to sleep all night. Go home, rest and go to school… Come here when you're out of it, we need to interrogate her as soon as possible."

And Jughead did went home, but resting and catching sleep was something impossible for his brain who was way too preoccupied for a sleeping blonde in a hospital bed.

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One thing Jughead absolutely hatred about living in a small town was that all events were known, not a single detail was muted, everyone knew everything about every little thing in Riverdale, about every person who entered the location, nothing could be keep as a secret or be hidden for a long time, or at all.

So it wasn't a surprise that when he arrived high school everyone was chatting and gossiping about the lost girl who appeared in Pop's tarte yesterday, each student creating theories about the identity of the girl, or making jokes about it, laughing it off or creating even more rumours (Hey cheryl, yes, we see you). Wasn't a surprise at all that at his arrive he just got immersed in the non stoppable chit chatting of Veronica and Kevin. He was so over it, and at the same time wanted to know more, wanted to go to the hospital… He was expectant, they were going to wash her and dress her in some hospital clothes he thinks, his nose scrunched in distaste, those things were like paper, uncomfortable and itchy, he didn't enjoy the thought of Betty waking up just to be naked in a table just covered with paper like clothes, that why he couldn't stop his mouth from just making sentences that his brain was thinking but wasn't expecting to share.

"Veronica, i need you to give me some of your clothes" He spoke for the first time since he arrived, surprising his friends who accepting his silence were just chatting between themselves, it wasn't rare for them to just have Jughead sitting with them and listening to their conversation or just be there. All heads were directed to him.

Veronica stopped his movement instantly, almost ruining her lipstick (which she was retouching since she drank some water and was distainting), blinking confused she stared at Jughead as if he grew another head and lowered her lipstick and mirror in her hands, Jughead cursed in his mind, he could see the little hamster running at sound speed in her head, getting ready to ask questions until she was satisfied, damn his asshole mouth.

"Excuse me? I don't think my clothes would look very good on you" She smiled, moving slightly just to cross her legs and stare at him longly "Why would i give you my clothes, Juggie?"

Her voice as always was sprinkled with sweet sarcasm and poison while trying to get him to spill all the information she expected and wanted, Jughead only rolled his eyes and stared at her with a bored expression.

"Not for me… I just, need some of your old clothes, like pijamas, old pants or hoodies that you don't use anymore for a friend" Archie raised his eyebrow judging him openly, Kevin was lost but trying to tie everything in his mind and Veronica looked just more intrigued, fabulous.

"A friend? As far as i know, all your friends are in this table" The red haired boy spoke, confused and blinking his puppy eyes, making Jughead groan and huff at him.

"You want me to lend some of my clothes, as a donation thing?" Veronica's words sounded so shallow but he knew she wasn't like that, or well that's what he thought, he nodded.

"Yep, i need some of girls clothes, mine's could work but i think girl's fabrics and all must be most comfortable" okay he was ranting a little, nervous he scratched his neck, he didn't know if he could tell them about the occurrrence at Pop's, wasn't that an under investigation case?

"You really think Veronica would lend some of her expensive clothes as a donation thing? Wrong queen" Kevin spoke while sipping his water, making almost everyone in the table roll their eyes, except for the dark haired girl who just laughed it off and flipped her hair over her shoulder

"Well, it would be an amazing excuse to buy some new stuff that i obviously need" She laughed with Kevin who nodded with a soft laugh, Archie was just trying to understand "But first, i want to know who is this person i'm donating my stuff to, i'm curious"

The crowned beanied boy huffed, of course she would ask for details and a name in specific, scratching his jaw in anxiety he debated with himself, should he?

"Is for JB? Is she in town?" Archie chirped excitedly, his eyes shining after his words rolled out of his tongue, he adored Jug's little sister who was a sunshine but was away for the moment, the leader of the serpents shook his head

"Do you truly think that if she was in town i would be here right now?" Archie's expression fell down and frowned like a scolded puppy, Veronica tapped his foot insistently and Jughead knew that he had to speak or she would rip his head off, he could sense her impatience. "Ok, fine, fine! I'm going to speak… Yesterday, i was at Pop's writing some stuff for the high school paper and lost track on time, so soon it was almost midnight and…"

"Shut the hell up, Jughead don't tell me-" The little hamster from Veronica's head was connecting the information and she was becoming eager to know more and just excited

"Wait, for the high school paper?" Archie tilted his head

"Archie, Jughead is the ghost writer from the paper, now shut up i need some details" Kevin moved his hand to invite the mysterious kid to keep talking

"Suddenly, the door sounded and Pop's looked so scared so i turned around, and we saw-"

"You saw the girl! The girl who everybody's talking about!" The girl almost screamed, looking like a child who finally got her favorite barbie for christmas

"Yes i did… "

"A girl? I heard from Mr and Ms Wheeler that it was a adult woman or something.. Even though they're old people, they must have seen something else" The puppy eyed boy spoke softly looking at his friends, Kevin nodded but then rolled his eyes a little.

"Well, they told us as well that they almost ran out Pop's because of the fear they felt"

"And they were right to felt that, i felt my stomach fucking drop, imagine being in the middle of the night, at this almost empty restaurant and then enters this girl covered in blood, dirt and mud, all bruised and with marks all around." Jughead passed his hand across his face, tired "Looking like a fucking Carrie sequel called: nightmare"

"And now, you're getting some clothes for her?"

"Yes, Veronica, it's for her… She just… I stepped up and spoke to her and just tried to calm her and it worked, pretty damn well to be honest, she started clinging up to me and well.. She doesn't have any clothes, and the dress she was on it's totally ruined so i was expecting for you to lend me some old clothes for he-"

"Okay! I'll do it"

"Really? Thank you so much Ronni-"

"But, with one condition"

"This was going so damn well." he knew it, with Veronica Lodge there was nothing free, there was always an equivalence of exchange that was applied even with her own mother.

"I want to meet her" Her smile looked exactly as the cheshire cat had, all mischievous and dark, he knew she wanted to be the first to know the girl, or at least to have all the detail straight up, like her looks, her way of moving, she just wanted to scrub it to Cheryl's face that she knew first.

"Ron, she's in the hospital, and by how she was acting yesterday… I don't think she might tell you anything at all, she barely could tell me her name" He recalled, the moment in where he felt like a true hero, damn, his desire to go running to the hospital just to check on her were getting almost impossible to bear.

"I just want to see her, get clothes that might fit her better, and maybe help her with some stuff, you know" She smiled to the man besides her who looked kinda lost "Girls have different necessities than man and she might need a girlfriend by her side who can help with those things"

Jughead prefered not to ask, like… At all, so he just nodded, moving his hands to dismal the big excitement Veronica felt, the bell rang starting their day at school, which navigated itself by the murmuring of Veronica with Kevin about which clothes would be preferably to donate at the cause, Archie's blabbering about this new song he got stuck in his head and how he found the chords to play it on his guitar, and Jug's with his head in the clouds, imagining and recalling every little moment.

Betty.