It's been too long since my last update, I know. And it'd would've been longer except it's Bade week and I just can't stay on this story any longer. This whole thing came to me because I have this weird head-canon regarding that last scene in Cat's New Boyfriend where you see Jade on the hospital bed and Beck next to her. Yeah. Anyway, I'm excited to get this out of my system because of new ideas! Hope you like it (more than me)!

Thank you so much for all the feedback. I know I say this every time, but it really is awesome. 3

Also, sidenote (and spoiler for The Gorilla Club): that moment in last weeks ep where Jade mocked Beck talking about his acting made her ridiculously happy, because I felt it went hand in hand with the second part of my Lemonade story. (Headcanon was right, yay!) Check it out if you haven't, it's chapters 8 and 9 :)

Disclaimer: All recognizable material belongs to Schneider and Co.

Jade leant against Beck's shoulder, sipping her coffee. Where the Hell was Andre? Beck had said he needed to get some script pages from him, which is why they were waiting for him instead of heading to their next class. And if that boy didn't come soon, she was going to go his house and cut something up. She needed to sit down. Preferably on her sofa at home, but even a chair in class would do right now.

"Ugh!" She groaned, leaning further against Beck. He looked at her, concerned.

"What's wrong?" His hand moved to rub her back. Which felt nice, but didn't help at all.

"Cramps," she said and groaned again.

"I thought you had your period last week?"

Her head snapped up, "Shut up. It's gross that you know that."

"Are you-" Beck was about to ask something, but was interrupted by Tori rushing up to them. Jade rolled her eyes.

"Have you guys seen Cat? I saw her walking towards Sikowitz's classroom but she saw me and ran away," Tori said, looking upset. Jade smiled with narrow eyes, before answering.

"Why? So you can make out with her boyfriend again? Well bad luck, they BROKE UP!"

"No," Tori whined, "I just want to tal-"

Beck shrugged. "Sorry, we haven't seen her."

"Don't apologise to her!" Jade snapped, glaring at him and then at Tori.

Beck sighed, but before wither of them could say anything more Tori just shook her head, and waved at them. "I have to go find her."

"If you see Andre can you tell him we're waiting for him!" Beck called after her.

Jade groaned again, and was about to tell Beck to just give up and get the stupid script off Andre later when Robbie rushed up to them looking super pale. Well, paler than his usual pasty self.

"Hey guys, have you seen Trina?"

"Why would we want to?" She asked bluntly.

"Jade," Beck said, but she noticed he had an amused smile on his lips.

"I'm in pain!" She growled at him.

"Me too! That's why I'm looking-" Robbie stopped midsentence to run to the other side of the hallway and threw up in the trash can.

"You okay, man?" Beck asked, looking concerned and disgusted at the same time.

Robbie wiped his mouth with his sleeve. Jade shuddered, usually she wouldn't care, but this wasn't making her feel any better. "Ewww - That's why I'm looking for Trina. I saw her running to the girls bathroom an hour ago, and I just started feeling sick. "

"Huh. Did you guys eat anything weird," Beck asked.

"No. I even brought my lunch from home today."

"Weird." Jade mused, before taking Beck's hand, and tried to pull him away. "Bye."

"Babe."

"Do you have a knife digging into your abdomen?" She turned back to him, puting her face an inch from his and glaring at him. Beck shook his head, biting his lip and looking a little sheepish.

"Wait, I had really bad stomach pains this morning. Maybe you're getting sick as well." Robbie said.

Jade scoffed, but Beck looked at her, "Could be, babe. Hey, why don't I drive you guys to the hospital."

Jade sighed. Whatever, at least at the hospital she could get some stupid painkillers. "Fine, let's go."

Beck slung his arm over her shoulder, and turned her towards the exit. Robbie followed behind them, but they were all stopped by weak yell.

"Hey! Did you guys say you were going to the hospital?" Trina asked, stumbling towards them on her heels. Jade narrowed her eyes, why did that stupid Vega sister always try to wear stupid shoes she couldn't walk in?

"Uh..." Beck started, but before he could say anything (and Jade hoped for the sake of their relationship that it was an excuse for her not to go with them) Robbie spoke up.

"Yeah, Beck's driving us."

"Good. I need to come! I've been throwing up for the last hour in the bathroom," Trina said, her voice raw. She wobbled on her heels out in front of them and led the way to the parking lot, before any of them could say anything.

Jade groaned again as they walked out the main door of Hollywood Arts, and Beck tightened his hold on her shoulder. She took his hand, interlacing their fingers. It made her feel slightly better. Well, that and imagining ways to torture both of the Vega sisters.

She closed her eyes and let Beck lead the way for a few moments before he stopped suddenly and she opened them again. They were standing in front of Andre, who was sitting at one of the cafe benches clutching his stomach like he wanted to rip something out of it.

"Ahhh, it hurts so bad! Make it stop!" He exclaimed, looking desperately at them.

"Dude, we're going to the hospital. Come with us," Beck said, nodding over to the parking lot where his car sat.

"Ahh, kay," Andre nodded, and struggled to stand up.

Beck glanced behind them at the Grub Truck, before patting her gently, "Hold on a sec." He let go of her and run over to the truck, talking to Festus for a moment before jogging back with a handful of plastic bags.

"Alright. If you need to throw up then do it in these, NOT in my car," he said sternly, and handed out a plastic bag to each of them. He shoved one to her, but she shook her head. As if. She wasn't going to throw up. Last time she threw up she was 4. She just doesn't; it's gross. And not in the good way.

"Babe, just take it." He looked at her with pleading eyes, so she just rolled her own and grabbed the stupid bag.

They all climbed into Beck's car, with her in the passenger seat, and the rest of them squeezed into the back. Jade knew that there wasn't too much space in his little convertible, but whatever, they always managed.

Beck glanced at her before starting the car. "You okay?"

"Just go!" She muttered, and wrapped an arm around her stomach. The pain was getting worse; she was starting to think maybe it wasn't just cramps. But that was ridiculous. Why would they all be sick?

They drove without talking for the next twenty minutes, listening to the radio and each one of them silently cursing the Los Angeles traffic. Jade sat with her eyes closed, not moving because being still made it a little better. When Beck pulled up in the hospital parking lot, their friends piled out as quickly as possible.

"Jade, we're here," Beck whispered, rubbing her leg gently.

She opened her eyes slowly, struggling with the light. A wave of nausea hit her, but she refused to give in.

"See I'm fine," She started, and undid her seatbelt. "I didn't even nee-" but before she could finish the sentence she opened the door and threw up on the ground. Ugh, she shuts her eyes tight as the taste hits her. Gross could not even describe it.

"Come on," Beck said. All of a sudden he was at her side of the car, helping her to avoid her vomit as she got out of the car. He wrapped an arm around her waist and held her closely to him and they followed the others into the hospital.

"Ew, Beck, why are you all sweaty? It's not even hot," she muttered, but felt too sick to move away from him.

At the nurses desk, Jade leaned against the high counter as Beck tries to explain what's going on.

"Uh, hi. My friends are sick. I don't think it's something they ate, but I don't know."

"Uh-huh," the nurse nodded. "How si-" But she stopped when she looked up to see Trina and Robbie throwing up into their plastic bags and Andre clutching his stomach again. "I'll go find some free beds."

"Thanks," Beck nodded. Though she wasn't paying much attention, Jade felt him wince a little as he spoke.

"What's about you, son? You look a bit ill," the second nurse asked him, looking concerned.

"Oh I'll be okay," Beck assured her. He moved away from the counter and brought a hand to his stomach quickly. "Wait -" he muttered, grabbing the plastic bag that was still in her hands. He threw up a little, wincing again.

Jade glared at him. "Gross."

He stared back for a moment,as though questioning her, but dropped her gaze quickly as he turned back to the bag.

The nurse lead them all a curtained off area to the room. "Unfortunately we couldn't get enough beds. But these recliners will do. I'll get some bowls as well."

Beck's arm tightened around Jade as he tried to keep them both upright. Andre and Robbie rushed past them, and each jumped on a bed. Jade rolled her eyes. This is why they don't have girlfriends. Even she knows there are certain courtesies. Beck nudged her to move forward and led her towards the middle bed.

"Babe, take the bed," he mumbled, and looked like he regretted speaking immediately. He looked worse than most of them right now. Whatever this stupid thing was, it caught up with him really fast.

"What about you?" Jade asked, frowning.

"I'll be right here," Beck said weakly, pointing to the recliner next to it.

Jade nodded and crawled up onto the bed. As soon as she was lying down she turned towards the recliner and waited for Beck to get settled. He reached out his hand, offering her a small smile. She took both, and interlaced her fingers with his, pulling his arm closer. She was feeling a little better already.