Jade twists and turns in the night, her dream prodding her, unleashing memories that had been buried for a very long time.

Flashback/Dream

*"Daddy, daddy, look what I can do!"

"What can you do?" Mr West says, not looking up from the TV. Jade stops, her bottom lip trembling. Jade tries to demonstrate her impressive hula hooping. Jade's father nods.

"Daddy!" Jade says. She was about to complain when the doorbell rang. "I'll get it!" Jade runs for the door but her father catches her.

"No, my sweet, you stay there." He goes to the door and comes back looking very sombre. He paints a smile on his face. "Okay, Jade, what about a trip to Bellside?" Jade looks up from her Barbies.

"Will mom come this time?" Jade asks excitedly. She picks up Lucy, one of her brunette Barbie dolls. "Can Lucy come?"

"Mama is…tied up in work, okay? Of course, honey, Lucy is always welcome." His eyes sadden for his little girl. "I love you, you know that?" Jade nods.

"I love you, too, daddy." He smiled.

"There's a good girl. Ask Claudia to help you pack, and we'll leave straight away. Tell her daddy said you can take whatever you like, my darling."

"Okay daddy!" Jade grins, the gap where her two front teeth used to be making her look ever so cute, and runs up the stairs quickly, trying to find Claudia. "Claudie!" Jade yells.

"Be nice, Jade," Mr West warns.

"Yes, daddy!" He smiles. He hoped his little girl would always be like this, and he also hoped that her calling him daddy wouldn't stop either. "Daddy," Jade calls angrily. She starts to scream and cry. "There's something wrong with Razor!" Razor was Jade's pet Cat.

"Jade, hunny," Claudia says warily, in her thick Russian accent. "Razor is a bit ah, ezz you say, sickly. Go and get daddy and ve'll call zee animal doctor." Jade runs.

"Daddy, daddy, Claudie says Razor is sick!" Mr West picks up Jade and rushes her up the stairs while dialling the number for the vet.

"Yes, this is Mr West." Jade looks on worriedly. "Yes," Mr West says tiredly. "Razor is ours." He smiles at Jade. "They'll be here soon, my darling." Jade sees Razor being checked over by the vet. She watches, fascinated by the way they took blood from her. She winced though, not liking seeing her in pain.

"It's okay, Razor," Jade whispers. "I love you."

"She loves you, too, sweetie," says the vet, looking up. Jade shrugs.

"I guess so." Jade bites her lip as they wrap up her bandaged arm. "Sorry they did this, Rayzay," Jade says, kneeling and kissing the top of her head. "You're getting better now."

"Jade," Mr West calls. "Come over here." Jade obeys and trots over happily. She grins. "The vet has been talking to me,"*

Jade wakes up in a cold sweat. There are tears pouring down her face, and she squeezes her eyes shut. She remembers that day not so clearly. She remembers Razor closing her eyes, and sleeping. She left her to sleep, but when she went back she was gone. There was a tiny gravestone in their garden. "I wanted to say goodbye." Jade whispers into the darkness of their room. She leaves a note on her pillow and explains. She drives their truck to the only place she wants to be right now – home. She drives carefully even though Olivia wasn't with her. She thought it was something she should do alone. She creeps in and opens the back gate. She knows her dad still lives here. He sent her letters years ago, and the letter "J" is still on the wall outside. She smiles sadly.

The letters A (for Adam, Jade's dad) J, for Jade, which she was pleased was still in its pride of place, the second letter, and A for Angelica, Jade's mother. There was also, on another wall, an S for Steven and a D for Dawn. She's glad they're part of their own wall. It's her daddy and she's his baby. She traces the A. "Mama…" Jade sighs. She picks herself up and walks into the back garden. She's horrified when she doesn't see the little headstone or her old picture hanging frame on the shed wall. "I think I've been forgotten," Jade grumbles. She's angry about there being no memory of Razor. Perhaps Dawn thought it too tacky. She reaches for the key – her dad always keeps it in the same place, above the doorframe, and Jade's finally tall enough to reach. She was a sixteen year old when she left, scrawny and 5"1. She unlocks the door and quietly slips in. She notices her old slippers by the door. Her heart leaps a little bit, because her daddy didn't forget. There's still that stupid picture of her and Beck, grinning at the camera, leaning onto each other in a picnic park. Jade smiles slightly. She used to hate that photo.

There's a picture of Jade and her mama. Jade reaches out for it, scared to touch the old frame. It's been so long since she'd seen her mother's face she scarcely believes it. There's a picture of Dawn. She frowns and turns the picture face down. She runs upstairs, minding the creaky one on the left. She's relived to find her old room with a J on the door. She walks in and sits on the end of the bed. She jumps when a furry animal jumps on her lap. "Hello there, kitty," Jade says. She frowns. "Razor?" The cat purrs. Jade's eyes pop. She lifts the cat up. "Oh, Razor!" She says, forgetting to whisper. "Shoot."

She sits on the floor with Razor. "Well, shut the front door, Rayzay, I thought you died!" A figure walks into the darkness. A tall, pale figure.

"What are you doing?" He shouts. "Put my cat down!" Jade stand.

"Excuse me, Steven, but this is my cat." She says angrily. "Where's daddy?" He scoffs.

"Who are you? And aren't you a little old for daddy?"

"I'm Jade, idiot." He stands there, shell shocked. "What are you gaping at?"

"Jade? The Jade?"

"Well I'd hope so, wouldn't you?" Jade snaps.

"Dad!" Steven shouts. Jade stands and glares.

"I'm leaving." She announces. She goes into her cupboard and grabs her cat carrier. She's pleased it's still in there. "Go on, Raz, get in." The cat obeys. He gapes again. "What!"

"She never gets in there." Jade looks up.

"Okay.." Jade walks out of the door.

"You can't take Dad's cat." Steven declares. "He says it's the only thing that keeps him hopeful about you."

"What?" Jade stops, hovering at the door.

"He says that she keeps him going. You left him, and he needs her."

"Garbage. I'm leaving. It's a cat. My cat."

"You didn't mind leaving her the first time," Steven says, unaware about Jade's persona.

"Excuse me?" Jade asks. She raises her eyebrow. "Get out of my way."

"No." Jade burns with anger.

"If you don't get out of my way, I swear to god I'll-"

"Jade?" Adam West appears out of the shadows and grabs her. She steps back and almost falls.

"No, I'm done. Done! I'm leaving."

"I've been so worried. You haven't spoken to me in more than 10 years."

"You seem fine." Jade waves him off.

"You don't." Steven said.

"Steven," Adam warns.

"No, Dad! She left, and now you're treating her like god's gift! Look at her, she's a mess!"

"Steven Malcolm West! How dare you say such a thing."

"Daddy, I swear, I'll kill him!" Jade's bottom lip trembles. He knows he needs to get Steven away.

"Go to your room, son." Steven narrows his eyes but goes. Jade looks into her dad's eyes.

"No, daddy, no, how could you?"

"What?"

"Razor! Steven says she's his."

"Baby, she's been sleeping on your bed for almost 14 years. Do you really think she's his?"

"She has?" Jade asks softly. Adam nods. "Did you miss me, daddy?"

"Of course I did, you silly girl! I was worried sick. Claudia left after that."

"Daddy?"

"Yes, my darling?"

"Have you-"

"I still have everything."

"Even…"Jade pauses.

"Yes, darling, I still have Lucy. How could I get rid of her?" Jade smiles.

"Why did you leave me, daddy?" Jade sounded like a child, lost in the woods.

"I didn't ever leave you, my sweet."

"Yes, dadd-"

"What?"

"I'm a bit old to call you daddy. I'm sorry dad."

"No, you aren't you can call me daddy until the day I die, you will always be my little girl."

"Okay, daddy. But you did leave me. You left me for Dawn and Steven. They're your family now. I'm sorry, I shouldn't be here, I'm sorry!"

"Honey, honey, you are always welcome. Are you still with that Beck fellow?" Jade nods. She swallows.

"You're a grandfather."

"Oh, Jade!"

"Olivia Oliver."

"Very nice, Jade. How old is she?"

"She'll be 15 months soon."

"I miss you, you know that?"

"Yes daddy."

"I love you, you know that too?" Jade nods. She does know, sort of.

"I know." Jade can't bring herself to say I love you too.

Jade wishes things had turned out differently, that she'd stayed with her dad. But she knows that wasn't possible. All she wanted to do was to fix everything, but unlike when she was little, a heart shaped Band-Aid from Claudia wouldn't fix it.

A/N:

I never noticed that it'd be Olivia Oliver. Poor her! Haha. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Have a great Easter!