AN: So, we were at the point where Andre somehow got the wrong blood type in his transfusion, which is, of course, bad. Now, let's see just how that happened, and whether or not it really was too late. This chapter mostly consists of Robbie's POV, but the last bit is in Tori's.

Disclaimer: This story is mine, Victorious isn't.

Ex-girlfriend

Robbie's POV:

Finally, I can leave now. Even though the doctor told me that I was well enough to leave, that I should just try to take it easy for the next week, my parents insisted that he gave me one more full-body check, to make double sure that I was okay. And a detailed one too. That took a good two and a half hours. I mean, I'll admit, I'm still quite sore from being beaten up, but I felt fine otherwise, so I didn't think I needed that check. All that happened was that they re-confirmed what they already knew – I was okay as I'll ever be, besides being sore.

And then there was the check-out paperwork. Man, so many forms to sign. Who knew getting out of the hospital was so complex? It certainly didn't help that my parents were yakking away with the receptionist all the while they were signing the papers. At least I can finally leave now though, three hours later.

"Hold on there, Robert." I turned around to find my doctor, Dr. Ludvick, behind me. I reluctantly stopped and faced him. What now?

"Yes, doctor? Oh, by the way, it's Robbie." I said, with emphasis on my nickname.

"All right then, Robbie," he said with a small smile. "I just wanted to give you these painkillers. You probably won't need them, but if you feel a lot of pain still while you're recovering, take at most twice a day – one in the morning and one at night. If you don't feel better a week later though, come back and see me." He handed me a small glass bottle filled with pills.

"Thanks, doctor," I said, taking the bottle and pocketing it.

"You're welcome. Oh, by the way, your girlfriend and all your friends are in the waiting area. Down the hall and through the double doors to your right. I'm sure they'll be happy to see you."

"Girlfriend?" I asked curiously, in a surprised tone. Who did he mean? I didn't have a girlfriend. At least, I don't think I did. Did getting beaten unconscious make me lose memory?

"Yeah, that girl with the bright red hair? She was crying about you the whole time you were here."

"Oh, she's not my girlfriend." I said, realizing that he was referring to Cat. "Just a friend. A good friend."

The doctor looked slightly surprised, but nodded. "Well, bye Robbie. Have a long, healthy, and happy life."

As I walked down the hall with my parents, following Dr. Ludvick's directions, I thought back to today. So many crazy things happened, it was hard to process. And though I was out for less than two hours, it didn't make me any more eager to face Beck, when his plans had caused all these disastrous results. I was still mad at him, Tori, and even Cat for knocking me unconscious. And as much as I wanted to just forgive, I don't think I could so easily. But my feet carried me to the double doors, for most of me still wanted to see them, especially Andre, and even Jade.

But wait – was Andre okay? All I remember was trying to break up the fight and getting mixed up in it, and falling by his side. I didn't get to see whether or not he was okay. Judging by how many more hits he took, though, I don't think he would be much better than me at this point. And how about Jade? She didn't also get mixed up the same way I did, did she? Holding my breath, I pushed open the double doors. And to my surprise, only Tori is there, instead of everyone like Dr. Ludvick just said.

"Robbie! You're okay!" she ran up to me and gave me a hug. And even though I wasn't happy that she helped knock me unconscious earlier, I return it.

"Awe, being a friend to me for a change?" I teased, earning a glare from her that I could tell was fake, no matter how real she tried to make it.

"So, anyways, where is everyone?" I asked, slightly nervous. At this point, I still wasn't sure whether or not I wanted to face Beck just yet. I mean, I've already decided to give Cat a second chance, especially hearing that she cried her eyes out for me. So what if my Mamaw still doesn't like her, as she specified many times a while ago? Even my parents decided to give her a second chance. And besides, as much as I wanted to hide it, I've had a crush on her for some time now. When my Mamaw asked me whether or not she was my girlfriend upon first meeting her, I was almost gonna say yes. Almost. Heck, all those insults my Mamaw had to say to her that time. With each one, it got harder and harder to not just completely lose it right then and there.

And as for Tori, well, I've gotta forgive her eventually, right? And since my parents never hated her to begin with, my Mamaw didn't even know her, and since they all seemed to be okay with her this time around, I figured I would let her off the hook too. But Beck? I still wasn't sure about him.

"They're getting food," Tori replied to my previous question, pulling me back to the real world.

And as if she read my thoughts from a moment ago, she continues talking. "Look, Robbie, I'm so sorry about earlier today. I shouldn't have been so ignorant. I've been a bad friend and-"

I raised my hand to silence her. "It's okay, Tori. After all, did I mention it again?" She smiles at that, and I give her a pat on her shoulder.

"Wait, so does 'everyone' I mentioned earlier include Andre? Is he okay?" I asked, afraid of the answer. I highly doubt he would be any better than me after all that. The silence that looms around followed by Tori's sad and guilty facial expression that showed up when I asked the question pretty much confirmed it. Andre wasn't okay. It was just a matter of how not okay he was.

"Tori? Is Andre okay?" I repeated, only to confirm what I already could read out of her facial expressions. She slowly shook her head and looked away, trying to hide her tears that I could tell were close to falling. And even though I was afraid of the details, I wasn't gonna give up until I got them out of her.

"Tori? What happened?" I asked, turning her face to look at me again. But before either of us could say anything else, the double doors opened, and a doctor walked out.

"There you are. Oh, and you must be Robbie Shapiro. I'm Dr. Reed, Andre Harris's doctor." He extended his hand, and I shook it, before he continued talking. "I'm here with updates regarding Andre's emergency operation-"

"Is he okay doctor? Please tell me he's okay," Tori blurts out. All the while, I just stood there, probably displaying a questioning look. I had no idea what just happened. Emergency operation? Was he really in that bad of a condition?

The doctor smiled a curious smile. "The operation was a success, and Andre is fine for now. We've removed much of the wrong blood, and given him a proper transfusion. We've also examined for any damage the blood might have caused and found nothing. And actually, his right kidney shows signs of healing. It's extremely rare, but it happens. Now, his brain concussion, like I said, shouldn't be very problematic to fix, but may cause some minor memory loss. Overall, he seems to be in better condition than before, and he should be fine. If we are right about his kidney starting to heal, he should be awake by the day after tomorrow, and be good to go twenty-four hours after. If not, well, things will be more difficult. But I don't think you should worry too much. I think he should be just fine. If you'll come back tomorrow though, I will give you more accurate updates."

"Thank you," Tori said, though I could tell she was still worried.

The doctor nodded. "No problem. See you tomorrow then. I've got work to do right now." Then, turning back around, the doctor began to walk back through the doors.

"Wait!" I call out, making him turn back around. "How did Andre get the wrong blood?"

The doctor sighed. "Apparently, someone mislabeled the bag. We don't know for sure yet, but, we're looking into it. Our security guards are monitoring the cameras very closely. Again, I'll tell you if I hear of anything." And with that, the doctor walked back through the double doors, two objects, a delicate barrier between safety and danger, despite what happened to Andre receiving the wrong blood.

"So…" I say after a minute, mainly trying to break the silence. "…I guess I missed out on a lot then, huh?"

"Yeah," Tori said, giving an awkward smile. But even being the optimistic person she is, I could see deep concern in her eyes.

"Tori, you heard the doctor. Andre's gonna be fine. Stop worrying so much." I say. Even though I could completely understand her concern, I knew that it wasn't healthy to be worrying like that.

"I know, it's just, how is he ever gonna forgive me, Robbie? What am I gonna say to him? 'Oh, sorry for almost killing you, will you go out with me?'" she responded sarcastically.

I sighed. Even though Andre probably wouldn't be so happy with Beck, Tori, or Cat initially, I'm sure he would get over it soon enough. He was just cool like that. What Tori was worrying about was really kind of silly.

"Tori, you know he wouldn't be mad at you forever. He loves you. He loves you enough to forgive you. Trust me. He's talked to me about it enough that I know," I said, trying to reassure her. Even though I was practically clueless when it came to love, I knew Andre well enough that he loved Tori too much to be mad at her for long over anything.

"Yeah, okay Robbie. Hey, you hungry? Wanna go grab a burger?"

I thought for a moment. Now that she mentioned it, I was hungry. Very hungry. I didn't get to eat lunch or anything earlier, and it was just about half past six, which was past dinnertime for me.

"Yeah, sure, let's go." And with that, we left the waiting area together. We didn't even get outside the building though, when we were stopped again.

Tori's POV:

I gotta admit, even after talking to Robbie, who was clueless when it came to love, I felt a lot better. Sure, I still felt pained when I thought about Andre being in the hospital, and I was at blame for it. Sure, I was still worried for him. But now, those thoughts stopped completely controlling me and rooting me to one spot. I actually felt relaxed enough to grab dinner.

Oh yeah, and speaking of Robbie, I can't believe how easily he and his parents let me off the hook like that. Who knew that not too much after he woke up and saw me, he'd be comforting me and accompanying me to dinner? I felt bad about all the times I thought of Robbie as a nerd, even if he carried Rex around, demanding that he was a real person. No, once you got to know him, he was just a really caring friend who knew how to make you feel better, but with a unique personality. I really owe him big time for this one.

When we were just about to leave the building, I heard a voice call out to us. Turning around, I could see that it was a nurse. She was no more than twenty-five.

"Would you two be the friends of Andre Harris Dr. Reed spoke with ten minutes ago?"

"Yes ma'am. Did something happen?" I asked, becoming nervous again.

"Well, Dr. Reed has told you both about the blood mix-up, correct?" I nodded. "One of our security guards has checked into earlier footage of the storage room where our blood is stored. He would like to speak with you two. Wait here."

A moment later, the nurse returned, followed by a tall, muscular man in a security guard uniform. He towered above all of us – Robbie, me, the nurse.

"Hello, I'm Alan," he said in a deep voice, as he shook our hands. I winced when it was my turn. He had an iron grip. "We've never been allowed to do this before, but seeing how we need as much information as possible regarding this case, please follow me. I want you two to see the security footage, and tell me if you recognize the person we've pinpointed as a suspect."

Robbie and I followed him down the hall through some doors that were labeled "AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY" in big red letters. Along the way, we got disapproving looks and head shakes from the hospital staff, but they quickly went back to doing what they were before, as the security guard quickly gave them looks that said "it's okay." When we reached the end of the much narrower hallway we've been led down to, Alan stopped at a door that was labeled "SECURITY OFFICE." He then proceeded to punch in the code in the door lock, opening it, and gesturing us inside, which simply consisted of some chairs and many screens, each showing a different area of the hospital.

"Please, have a seat, and look over here," he said, indicating to two chairs as he took the third one. He then turned our attention to one of the screens, which showed a storage room, filled with all sorts of equipment, racks of liquids of various colors, and what looks like a high-tech fridge. Just then, I see someone walk into the room. A female teenager, brunette, around my age, holding a slip of paper in her hand. She looked oddly familiar – like I've seen her before. No, scratch that. I was sure I've seen her before. But where? And who was she?

Suddenly, it hit me like a pile of bricks. I met her once – at Andre's. The first and only time I've met her. The same tall brunette girl who was very pretty, I got to admit, but a total jerk.

"Wait," I said, making the security guard pause the clip before we could see anything past her walking in. "I think I know who she is."

"You do? Who?" Robbie asked me, a curious expression on his face.

"Andre's ex."

AN: Could it be true? Is Andre's ex-girlfriend really after him like Tori suspects? If so, does she have other plans too? Find out later! Yes, I HAD to stop it there. Review please :)