Author's Note: I don't own Victorious or the Wizard of Oz. Enjoy!

Mr. Sikowitz's POV

I can't remember a time I was up on a weekend before nine. I was sound asleep and all of a sudden the doorbell rings in my dream. It got louder and louder until I realized I was fighting waking up. The doorbell was real. I jerked awake, flopping on my back and ripping the blankets away. I looked up at the ceiling and made sure that the doorbell was in fact real. It was. It rang about three more time as I slowly got out of bed and dragged my feet over to a pair of brown and green striped pants. I pulled them on and stretched. The doorbell rang once more.

"Alright. Alright. Alright!" I said, each time getting louder. I snatched my Baja sweatshirt off of the back of the couch as I walked towards the front door. I slipped it on and opened the door, rubbing my eyes. I saw the back of a girl walking away. "Okay, you got me. I'll buy your cookies," I said, thinking she was an overgrown girl scout. I mean, who else would be at the door this early on a Saturday? My "Ham of the Month" club didn't send my package until the afternoon – but it was only on every third Saturday. The mysterious female finally turned around. It was Tori.

"I'm sorry, I thought you'd be up," she said walking towards me. She was looking down at her feet as she walked.

"No, but I'm up now," I said. I could tell something was wrong. "Why don't you come in?"

"Thanks," she said and walked past me. She dropped her bag by the door. Her hair smelled like cigarettes, and the closer she got, the more I noticed that her usual perfect made up face, was messy and her eyes looked wet. She came in and sat on the couch. She wasn't relaxed. She was sitting erect with both feet flat on the floor.

"Can I get you anything? You teenagers love coffee, I have some. It's coconut macaroon flavored," I said smiling.

"No thank you. I just needed somewhere to go. I needed someone to talk to," she said, her voice breaking.

"Sure Tori," I walked from my kitchen into the living room, stepping over a pair of glittery red shoes that looked like it belonged to Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. Man, I was weird. "What's up?" I said as I started to pick up around the couch. My house was a mess since last week – where some of the faculty came over to have a small party before the new school year started.

"I…I don't know how to say it. I just don't know," she said. I looked up at her and she was wiping tears away. I put down an old beer bottle on a shelf on the wall. It was serious and she obviously needed my full attention.

"Okay, well, how about this?" I said. I didn't really have a plan of action until I thought about it. "Drive by exercise, tell me a secret. Mine is that I pretend I'm a unicorn while I'm in the shower," I said. I smiled, looking over at Tori. My smile slowly faded as I watched her. Her hands were shaking and she couldn't even look at me. "Your...turn?" I said, gently, going to sit next to her.

"I...I think I was raped," she said. My eyes widened and my mouth fell open. That wasn't what I was expecting. I just figured she lost her job, or got kicked out or one of those teenage problems. Poor girl. I put my arms around her.

"Mm. Okay, I think you should've gone to the police, Tori. Not me," I said softly. We were now in a tight embrace. Like she never wanted to let me go. Like I made her feel safe. Her head was buried into me, making my sweater wet with tears as she sobbed.

"I can't! I don't want him to get into trouble! He's old enough to go to prison and I just don't want that!" she cried, gripping my sweater tighter. I took her by the shoulders, so I could see her face. Pure terror. No acting. It was scary seeing her like this.

"Who are you talking about, Tori?" I asked and reached my hand up to wipe some of her tears away.

"Beck!" She shouted and shot up from the seat. "I gotta- I'm going to throw up," she said, covering her mouth and running off to the bathroom.

"Beck," I said to myself. I had a lot of students, but never any Becks. Then it hit me, Jade West's old boyfriend. The kid with the hair. The one who started skipping my classes and when he didn't, he acted like he didn't care. I rushed off to the bathroom after Tori. I tapped on the door before opening it. Her head was over my toilet. I moved her hair out of the way. "Tori, we have to do something..."

"I know, I just, I'm afraid," she said, leaning her head up. I took a fresh washcloth and wet it. I wiped her mouth with it and flushed the toilet.

"I'll take care of it," I said. I was standing now, reaching my hand out to her. She grabbed it and pulled herself up.

"What are you going to do? It's going to mess his life up if I go to the police. If YOU go to the police," she said. There was worry in her eyes. I couldn't believe it.

"Tori, he raped you. If you don't want me to go to the police, fine. But I cannot do nothing. He has to pay for what he's done," there was an anger in my voice. I knew it, and she did, too. We both knew what I was going to do. He was man enough to rape someone so delicate. But would he be man enough to face me? He was an adult now, so I would treat him like one. I know violence isn't the answer, but it pained me to see one of my favorite students like this. He had to suffer the consequences.

"Sikowitz? Just...go easy on him. And thank you," she said, scooting by me to exit the bathroom. I walked her to my front door where she collected her purse.

"Where will you go? I'm not really fit for a teenager to live here, or I'd let you stay," I shrugged and smiled, trying to lighten the mood just a tad. I got her to smile. Even if it was just a little one.

"I'm going to Trina and my soon to be apartment. She's not ready for me, but she'll understand," she told me. She reached out for me. For a hug.

"Good. You're like me, ya know? When I'm not sure how to handle something, I just go. I go far away and the problem gets fixed. Take care, Tori, okay?" I said releasing her. There was a brief moment of silence.

"I will. And really? A unicorn?" she asked, biting her lip. I could tell she wanted to laugh. But I could also tell that the previous events didn't allow her to.

Who could?