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Cat's P.o.V

I don't know what's taking Robbie so long. I'm sitting in his living room with a crying Jade West. You heard me correctly the mean spirited Jade West is crying. The second I walked through the door she started crying and hasn't stopped since.

Just as I think about attempting to ask her why she is crying this much, I hear a car door slam. I forget about Jade for the moment because my spirit lifts at the prospect of seeing Robbie. I know last time I saw him he was mean to me but given his current situation I'll let it slide. Plus he asked me to come back.

As Robbie walks through the door, I notice that he has a rather large bag slung over his soldier. I wonder if that was what he was doing at Jade's house. Or maybe it is full of presents to make up for him being so mean. Oh, or is it something to stop Jade crying. Maybe I should just ask him, there are just too many possibilities.

"What's in the bag, Robbie? Did you get us some presents?" I ask cheerily causing Jade to look up from her huddled posture on the couch.

"Sorry Cat, this is all for Jade. I pretty much have her entire room on my back." Robbie explains. My heart explodes at this. He didn't get me anything, but at least this should make Jade feel better.

Jade pushes herself off the couch and gives Robbie a massive hug. That's right a HUG! First crying and then hugging, what has happened to Jade West?

"I think I have something that will put a smile on your face," Robbie says to Jade with a rather large smile on his own face. From the bag Robbie pulls out the scissors that I got Jade for Christmas.

The look in Jade's eyes immediately reveals her urge to use the scissors to work out her pain. As Jade grabs the scissors, her eyes are scanning the room for something to cut up. Her gaze falls on Mr Longneck on the couch and I quickly pull him in close to me. At this point Robbie leans his mouth next to Jades ear and whispers something I couldn't quite make out. Jade's eyes instantaneously grow wide with delight and she disappears upstairs.

What could Robbie have possibly said? I'm too curious to keep quiet any longer. "What did you say to her and where has she gone?" I ask, giving him my pouty face, so it's harder for him to refuse.

Robbie shrugs the bag off of his shoulder and collapses on the couch. "I simply told her she could cut up whatever she wanted in my parent's old room."

"But why?" I ask, shocked he would allow Jade such free reign in a place that could hold so many memories for him.

"Well I wasn't going to let her hurt Mr Longneck now was I," he states simply.

I stare at him for a brief second and in that second my mind begins to contemplate my feelings for Robbie. I haven't really had a chance to think about this with what has gone on recently. But before I really form any coherent thoughts, my mouth has blurted out a question.

"Why was Jade crying? And why did you need to go to her house?" I ask, confused at the sudden concern shooting across Robbie's face.

"It's her place to tell you, not mine," he responds, "but I'm sure she'll tell you after she has finished upstairs." He continues probably seeing the hurt on my face at his response.

"Oh, KK," I say allowing some of my inner hurt to sound through.

Robbie's P.o.V

Crap, she's hurt that Jade didn't tell her why she was upset. Well I suppose I better explain my earlier actions. Although I'll hate myself for bringing it up, as I know it will remind her that I hurt her.

"If you want Cat I'll tell you why I lost my temper earlier." I venture, trying to sound as caring as possible. Despite my efforts she clutches Mr Longneck closer to her chest and locks her gaze on the floor.

"Will you allow me to explain myself while we make some cupcakes?" I ask, knowing her weakness for baking and cupcakes.

"Oh yay, cooking!" she shrieks, jumping up and down on the spot and then rushing through to the kitchen.

I slowly follow her through, walking in to find a perplexed expression on her face.

"Oh bum, I don't know where anything is!" she huffs, stamping her foot on the ground.

I can't help but let out a slight chuckle at Cat's use of the word 'bum'. It's so unlike her, but I guess she is just excited.

"Well how about you start by going through that door there and getting two aprons," I suggest, pointing her in the direction of the pantry. While she walks over and begins choosing an apron, I start collecting the ingredients and equipment and putting them on the central island.

"What do you think?" Cat asks giggling while she twirls in her newly adorned apron. Wow even a simple change like that takes my breath away. Crap, keep control Robbie. It's too soon to open your heart yet.

"You look beautiful Cat. Now how about you help me measure out these ingredients?" I ask her.

She happily skips over to me. I start recalling the amounts off from the recipe I have memorised. Cat then begins merrily measuring the ingredients, humming a little tune to herself.

Only once she has finished measuring do I begin to explain myself. I have only just worked up the courage to repeat the words I said not too long ago. By explaining them again the pain will become all too real again.

"I'm sorry for earlier Cat, that letter contains information that I never wanted to know," I start, all the while Cat is mixing the ingredients.

"What did it say?" she whispers into the bowl, obviously hurt that I would think that she wouldn't understand the first time around. I take a few more seconds to build myself up to talk about the situation. During which Cat pours the mixture into the baking trays and places them in the oven.

"It said that I basically shouldn't exist," I expand, "oh, and my dad is a coward." As I finish saying this Cat looks up at me with tears in her eyes.

"Oh Robbie that must be terrible to hear" she says, pulling me into a hug. "I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here."

In that one sentence I hear only truth. Maybe I made a mistake pushing her away.

Jade's P.o.V

I sit amongst the jumble of shredded clothes I created. I feel so much better after causing the chaos in front of me. But as I sit her reflecting on what I have done, a small doubt creeps into my mind. What if I destroyed something that held meaning to Robbie? Crap! I better go and apologise.

I make my way out of the room to be greeted by the smell of baking cakes. My belly lets out a rather large grumble. I only just realise that I am starving. Damn it! They probably made those cakes for me, so I would feel better. I could have destroyed Robbie's memories and here he is trying to make me feel better.

I gingerly make my way downstairs and poke my head into the kitchen to see what Cat and Robbie are doing. My mind is taken aback, by what I think is the two of them dancing. But as I look closer I see that they only putting things away and dancing around one another. I take a hesitant step out and I am immediately seen by Robbie.

"Feeling better?" he asks. Cat immediately runs up and pulls me into a hug. I just give a sheepish grin still unsure as to whether I have hurt Robbie.

"Robbie I'm sorry if I overstepped the mark and destroyed something important." I apologise, not daring to meet his eyes. Next thing I know there is a hand on my child, guiding my head upwards. I am left staring into Robbie's eyes. Instead of the anger I am expecting, I see compassion.

"Jade trust me you only did what I would have eventually done." He explains.

A sudden knock at the door distracts us all. Robbie leaves the room, closely followed by Cat and me. He opens the door to a man wearing a suit. They greet as if they have met before. The man hands Robbie an envelope, says his condolences and leaves.