The Price of Desire

Disclaimer: I do not own Victorious

A/N: KARATE, this is for you: Don't feel embarrassed, you're not the first to confuse Jason and Christy as OCs, and you won't be the last. I'm not annoyed with you at all XD. Enjoy the chapter.

Chapter 17 (Feelings of Betrayal)

"Get up!" Trina screeched. Christy and Jason both practically fell from their beds. Sikowitz sat up quickly and stared at Trina with wide eyes. Christy rubbed her head and stared up from the ground, she'd just taken a hard crash and did not look at all pleased with Trina. Trina was fully dressed, which threw the others off. Jason rubbed his hands over his face and looked at the clock with a heavy sigh. "Sorry for the rude awakening, but hurry and get dressed, we need to get over to Dr. Richard's place."

"Why?" Christy asked, pulling herself up.

"Andre's with him!" The others froze and looked up with shock and confusion. "Apparently Mercury and Venus had him trapped in some hole in the back rooms."

"Seriously? I ran through those! How could I have missed him?"

"Bathroom, plus, you were trying to reach me…" She didn't feel too bad about having missed Andre, but she did feel stupid. They usually searched a place, but thanks to what happened, she wrote that note so quickly with the intention of just leaving. The only thing they did was make sure no one could leave through the back. They really should have searched the place. "Anyway, Chiefs Warren and Michael found him. Apparently Dr. Richards stumbled across them and suggested Andre be taken to his place. We need to go, get Andre, and take him some place safe. His family needs to be able to know he's safe." The others climbed from the beds and started grabbing for fresh clothes. As they did this, Trina remembered another vital piece of information. Her heart sank and her arms lowered. "Another thing, we'll need to grab a wheelchair."

"Why's that?" Sikowitz asked, pulling on his brown jacket. Jason and Christy met her eyes. Their gazes fell and they exchanged mournful gazes. They understood without her telling them. Sikowitz froze, realization suddenly dawning on him, what other reason would people need a wheelchair for besides either recovery or being unable to walk. "Don't tell me…" He looked over at her, his lips parted and his eyebrows rose high. "He's only recovering, right?"

"Dr. Richards said his sciatic nerve is ruptured. He may never be able to walk again…" The teacher cursed and Christy snapped her fingers. "Either way, it's a good thing he's alive and the chiefs found him. The place he was put in had very little air, he could have been dead by morning." She was truly getting tired of this whole hostage nearly dying thing.

"Sounds like the gang know you've decided to go against them."

"Probably, and I guess that's why they have the hostages in situations bringing them close to death." As if they were unable to reach the hostages, bringing about their swift death whenever she showed up was probably so they could use them to further frighten her into doing their bidding. She narrowed her eyes and closed her hands up. "It won't work."

"Right, we'd better get moving." Sikowitz quickly rushed for the door, Christy followed after. Jason and Trina met each other's eyes for a split second, nodded their determination, and ran off. The sooner they got to Andre, the better.

Dr. Richards was only about twenty minutes from their designated motel. When they arrived, they saw the good doctor watching television. Andre was asleep still in the chair. The doctor looked up at them and smiled. "Glad you're finally here. While I was operating on Andre, I discovered something." He rose and his lips frowned. "Trina, you won't like this."

"What's wrong?"

"It is no longer safe for me to remain in my home. Do you remember my nurse? The assistant that I've always had at my side when I delivered you and your sister?" Trina slowly nodded her head and felt her heart sink. Christy put her hand to her shoulder, even she was suspecting the worst from the doctor's words.

"Yeah, Tori and I grew up with her taking care of us, of course I remember her. If it wasn't you, it was her. Nurse Bethany. Sweet old lady."

"Yes, and like a fool I've been in contact with her." Trina started to pale and her friends smacked their foreheads. That was an obvious prelude to something worse. She was praying he wouldn't say Bethany was involved. Not her, not such a sweet nurse.

"Dr. Richards isn't in today," Nurse Bethany said as ten year old Trina and nine year old Tori sat on the examination table. They pouted their lips at the lady with curly brown and grey hair. Her round face was made rounder with her large smile.

"Why not?" Tori asked as she hopped off the operating table. The girl tugged at Bethany's shirt and gazed up at the woman. "Where is he?"

"He's assisting with a surgery right now, but that's all right. I'll take good care of you." Tori smiled and looked to the parents who were sitting in the chairs on the other side of the room. "Now if you and Trina are good little girls, I'll give you a lollipop."

"Yay! We love you Nurse Bethany!" Bethany smiled and helped Tori back onto the table with her sister. The woman pulled out two tongue depressors and moved over, the girls were being checked for possible strep throat. No matter what the situation was, they always felt better after seeing her.

After everything was said and done, Tori had signs of strep while Trina did not. Bethany told the parents what antibiotics were necessary and then held out several lollipops for the girls to choose from. "Okay girls. We have cherry, root beer, apple, lemon, grape-"

"I want this one!" Trina said while grabbing one of the cherry flavored pops. Tori gasped with delight and pulled a second cherry, following suit with her sister. Bethany smiled once more and put the lollipops back as David stepped behind the girls.

"Girls, what do you say to Miss Bethany?"

"Thank you Nurse Bethany!" They chimed after throwing the lollipops into their mouths. Bethany turned to them and nodded.

"It's no trouble, anything for my two favorite sweeties."

"Dr. Richards, if you're about to tell me that Nurse Bethany-" She breathed in and looked over to Andre, who was opening his eyes. Dr. Richards bowed his head and closed his eyes.

"Nurse Bethany is the wife of the gang's head boss." Suddenly her heart shattered and she fell to her knees. The shock of the reality was too great to bear. Bethany was practically the leader of the entire gang, if this was true!

"N-No, I-I can't…how do you know?"

"Because she called me. I didn't know her connection, honest. She informed me afterwards that it was her who operated on the hostages and healed their wounds. I wondered why Andre's stitch was so professional, and now I know…"

"And you still told her about Andre?" Christy asked with biting anger in her voice. Trina whimpered as Christy stepped forward and pointed at the doctor, who bowed his head with shame. "Do you realize that you could have thrown the whole situation into jeopardy!"

"I didn't know. We were still in contact after all these years and I informed her that I was treating a boy the police found at the Salon. She betrayed me too. Her husband came on the phone and informed me to keep Andre in place."

"So then Bethany's on her way?" Jason asked.

"I don't know about her. I was told not to move, not to call the police, that I would lose my life with Andre. I 'knew too much'." Jason looked to Trina and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath as Christy let out a loud groan.

"Okay Christy relax. Trina, we can still use Dr. Richard's help, and he'd be better off if he's with us." Trina slowly nodded her head, but couldn't stop shuddering. She couldn't imagine a woman so pure, so nice, could be evil in any way. "If she's informed Dr. Richards that her husband is indeed Giovanni, there's no way in hell the leader of the whole gang is going to send his wife after him. It'll probably be some thug."

"We need to get Dr. Richards and Andre out of here then," Sikowitz replied. Pushed the wheelchair to Andre, who simply stared at it with a deep sorrow. Trina slowly shook it off and rose to her feet, holding onto Jason's hand. She fought back her tears and closed her hands tightly.

"Right, let's not waste any time. Dr. Richards, leave your phone here." The old man nodded and set his phone down on the ground. She turned to Andre, and met his anxious eyes. "Andre do you understand what's happening? We're taking you someplace safe and then we'll reunite you with your family."

"O-Okay…Chief Michael said you were involved, I didn't believe it, but…thank you…"

"There will be plenty of time for that, we're not out of the clear yet. Just don't panic."

After loading everyone into the van, Christy was the first to notice two cars speeding towards them. They were unmarked, black vehicles. She nudged Sikowitz from behind and shouted. "Drive! They're here!"

"Everyone hold onto your seats!" Sikowitz shouted while slamming down the gas. Trina looked back from the front passenger seat, Jason was sitting directly behind her. Dr. Richards and Andre were in the third row seats, both men looked heavily frightened. "Grab the guns, shoot out their tires or something!"

"On it!" Jason exclaimed. Dr. Richards paled and handed Christy a pistol, Jason the rifle, and Trina was in charge of the map. They were going to have to lose these cars while going directly for Andre's family. She knew exactly where they went. "Andre, Dr. Richards, stay down!"

"You don't have to tell us twice," Andre responded. The two ducked down as Christy opened the back two windows. The unmarked cars, one large SUV and one sedan, were following them at great speed. Trina looked from her GPS, they had still a good hour before reaching the family's safe house. Christy and Jason looked back, waiting the call to start firing back. Trina studied the cars and frowned, both cars had three shooters and one driver.

"One driver and three shooters in each guys, if you can't take them out, take out the tires. We need to throw them off." She glanced at Sikowitz and smirked as he turned a concerned gaze to her. "Looks like you get to have a little more fun, do whatever you can to lose them. Shake them from our tail without running into anything."

"Got it."

"I'll navigate. Christy, Jason…" Gunshots rang out and started striking the car. Andre screamed in terror and Trina's friends looked to her for direction. "Start shooting damn it!"

Sikowitz veered to the left, driving straight through a red light. The cars followed, still firing. Christy and Jason aimed out their windows and fired at the nearest car. The unmarked SUV was on Jason's side while the sedan was on Christy's. The SUV's window blew out from the rife blast, but they continued driving without a hitch, no one had been hit. "I don't have an infinite amount of bullets in this pistol," Christy muttered as she watched the sedan swerve. She was aiming for the car's tires.

"Hey, I'll hand you this rifle if I have to."

"That's fine Jay, I got this." She narrowed her eyes and fired off another shot, but was jerked back when Sikowitz took a sharp right. "Really?"

"Sorry, getting on the freeway!"

"Ugh." Christy and Jason met each other's eyes and smirked, the freeway would be an interesting place for a chase. "We got this then." Once on the freeway, the driver of the sedan started speeding up, pulling close. Christy tucked back against the chair and waited for a prime moment.

"What exactly are you waiting for?" Jason asked as he aimed out his window at the sedan. He narrowed his eyes and steadied his hand on the trigger. The passenger of the SUV stared back with wide eyes and started to aim his own handgun at him.

"I'm waiting for the sedan to pull up so I can get a good shot in. Hello, I'm not the one with a good weapon."

"Oh really?" He pulled the trigger and watched with a frown as the passenger of the SUV flew back and slumped in his seat, a red stain growing on his chest. "I'd say a sword's a pretty good weapon…Anyway, SUV's down one shooter."

"I'm about to take out the sedan." She aimed her pistol out the window as the sedan closed in on them. Sikowitz looked in the rearview mirror, trying desperately to keep his calm. No one enjoyed this, but it had to be done. As Christy eyed the driver of the sedan, she saw he was dressed up as a hideously ugly and creepy clown. "Ugh I hate clowns, what's the point of that guy being dressed like that?" Trina glanced back and lifted her shoulders.

"He might be a child molester or something. Just shoot." She felt sick to her stomach, more deaths. There was no way to feel good about this. Not now, not knowing that Nurse Bethany had betrayed the Vega family in such a manner. She was pissed, angry. She wanted to know why Bethany would do this to them! "When I see Nurse Bethany, she's got a lot of answering to do…as for her goons…I don't give a shit if you kill them all!" Sikowitz turned his eyes to her and huffed.

"Don't say that Trina, you do not mean that. You can't fight with an angry heart."

"Save it, Sikowitz. I need time to cool off from this!"

"I know…"

"Shut up," Christy said slowly while aiming towards the clown with narrow eyes. None of the sedans gunmen could shoot at her right now, given their position was so close to their van. "I'm trying to focus."

"Sorry about that…"

Sikowitz took another exit ramp that became a very long curvy freeway over a large body of water. Christy clicked her tongue and started to pull the trigger. "God I hate clowns, always have, always will." The bullet fired from the gun and struck the clown in the right shoulder. The driver screamed and swerved, running into the concrete wall. The others watched with wide eyes as the car flipped over the wall and started tumbling towards the water. "Holy shit…"

"Well at least we've narrowed the field of enemies," Jason stated under his breath. Christy slowly nodded and her breathing shuddered.

"Uh huh…" She shook her head and moved her gun towards the SUV. It seemed the passengers of that car were shaken by what they just saw. Try explaining that collateral damage to Chiefs Warren and Michael. Thankfully, one in the morning, there were no drivers on the road. "Jason, did you get anyone else? I know you fired off like three shots since hitting the passenger of the SUV."

"No, I've only hit the front of the car with each shot, but the good thing about having a rifle is, it shoots more than just one bullet."

"Okay. Steady…" She closed one eye as Sikowitz begin driving in a straight line. The SUV started driving from side to side, in an attempt to throw off aiming. She had to sharpen her focus. She swallowed hard and watched their movements. "Jason, they're going from side to side rather slowly, it shouldn't be hard to hit. Fire when the start moving in."

"Got it." She watched the wheels of the car and when her aim was at least in the middle of the SUV's wheels, she fired off a bullet. The SUV jumped and the front driver's side tire blew off.

"Yes!" She heard a rifle blast and watched the driver duck. The passenger right behind him flew back, unconscious, the bullet grazed his head, so he wasn't dead. "One more gunman out." The driver sneered at them as she started aiming for another tire.

Trina stared at the GPS and growled. "Guys hurry up, we have to get off the freeway. I don't want any problems in residential areas."

"Got it Tri." She fired off another bullet just as Jason fired his gun. The front passenger tire blew off and the passenger fell into the driver. The driver slammed on the breaks, spinning into a stop just as Trina nudged Sikowitz.

"Pass this exit! Take the exit after this, we don't want to go directly to the house and leave any clues for the gang to know where we're going."

"Right." He skipped the exit and looked back at the SUV, the driver and remaining passenger had exited the car and were kicking it. Christy and Jason pulled back into the car and sighed as they clicked on the safety on the guns. Andre and Dr. Richards slowly rose up, both trembling with fear. Trina glanced at them as Sikowitz took an exit and the GPS began recalculating.

"Only one other stop now, Andre." His eyes were wet with tears, but his lips were turned in a happy smile. "Be happy you're alive. Your family missed you. You know, your father's waiting for you too."

"R-Really?"

"Yes, he told us he would try to be there for you more than ever upon your safe return." She smiled as he closed his eyes and started to weep for joy. Was it so hard to believe he was safe? Possibly, being in danger was never fun. "I'm going to call them, we're not going directly to their safe house now, we'll meet up elsewhere, so that we know it's safe. Dr. Richards, call Michael."

"What will I tell him?" Dr. Richards asked. She breathed in and narrowed her eyes as she stared directly ahead. She didn't need Michael knowing where she was, but he would need to know what just happened.

"You tell him what happened. Bethany's betrayed us. Tell him that you're going to be staying with us, but still can't divulge our whereabouts. I know he'll try to persuade me to just let the police deal with this…" She closed her hands tightly and growled as she thought about that sweet nurse. Somehow that woman was responsible for Tori, she broke Tori's trust. "But now more than ever, I can't do that. He'll understand. Tell him where to find the sedan and the SUV won't be going anywhere."

"Okay. I'll do that."

"Oh. And keep the phone call short. Under a minute." He nodded and pulled his phone from his pocket. Trina's rage was now greater than before. She did not like traitors all that much, especially not when they were supposed to be good people. "Tomorrow, we take out Mortimer, we strike the beach, we find out where Seth and Lane have their base, then I'm going to find Giovanni and Bethany…and I'm taking them out."

What did you all think of the chase? Oh and SERIOUS QUESTION here: How many of you have watched the show COLD CASE? How many of you know who Detective Scotty Valens is? If you don't, you should do some research *nod*