Thanks Jeremy Shane.

I own nothing. This time, I don't own the concept.

(Beck)

I paced around in my living room. My dad leaned against the counter, stroking his mustache with worry. My mother pressed her fingers against her forehead, trying to prevent a migraine from springing on. The whole aura of the house was awkward and tense. My dad Curt looked up and stared at me in pity.

"Are you sure? I just can't believe Jade would do such a thing. She seemed like a nice girl deep down. Is it...is it possible to get that changed?" the old man asked. Mom snapped her head up to face Dad.

"Curt! What world were you in? Jade's a monster! A bitch! And no. Beck and I both called down on separate times. That's permanent." My mom Patricia yelled. My dad and I exhaled sharply. This was a situation. I was pretty mad that Jade had made Andre Jackson's father on the birth certificate. I was also pretty ticked she didn't go with the name Nathan like they agreed. Of course, I'm not entirely putting the blame on Jade. I was an ass too and I had to let my parents know.

"Mom...Dad...Jade's not entirely to blame. You don't know the whole story." I said. However I don't know why. Jade seriously wronged me. Any normal guy would be pissed off! I was still defending her. Because I loved her. Mom and Dad looked at me with expectant gazes. I continued. "When she told me, I was insensitive and selfish. I wasn't thinking. We were on and off. I was with Tori for a bit." My mom cut me off.

"Oh, Tori? I love her! Oh! She's so pretty and her cheekbones. Her cheekbones, Beckett! You should stay with her!" I pursed my lips.

"Mom..." I scolded lightly. "Anyways, I might have given Jade the idea that I wasn't that interested in the baby. She...she moved on. But I'm not saying what she did was right! No, I'm mad too. I'm just saying. Part of her actions are justified." I said, clearing up some confusion. But my parents were still on my side.

"But Beckett, we might be able to sue or something! We can get a DNA test! We can prove that you're the real father and Andre's not." My mom said. She was a lawyer; she always tried to use a legal procedure to fix our problems not caring who it would crush along the way. "It's genius!" she exclaimed.

"No, Mom, it's not genius." I said rather harshly. But it didn't faze my mom. "I don't want this to tear my friendship with Andre. Bros before hoes." I said, repeating the Jersey Shore phrase when I stopped. What was I saying? Jade wasn't a hoe. Or was she? My dad shook his head.

"Don't you think that Jade involving Andre has pretty much crushed the friendship already?" he asked. I sighed; he was right. I was trying to salvage something that wasn't there. I remember the scene at the hospital. Andre was on her side. I'll never forget that time last year he was in love with her and wrote that song "365 Days". I knew it was about her. Tori told me. I just kept quiet because Tori begged me to and she said Andre was over Jade.

"I know. I'm just...ugh. I don't know. My mind's all messed up right now. I don't want to do anything too rash but I don't want Jade and Andre to just get away with this." Mom got up and kissed me on the forehead.

"I know baby. It isn't right. Don't worry. I'll make this all better." Oh no. I tried to tell my mom not to do anything. "Don't worry. I'll fix everything." she said in a babyish voice. I groaned, collapsing on the tan sofa. My dad, with a worried expression on his face, hurried after my mom. I trudged out to my trailer and plopped on the couch to watch Full House.

(Jade)

I sat on my couch just resting. Baby Jackson was sleeping. Cat was going to come over in a minute like she has every day for the past week. She always got my mail, came in, helped me out, and we went shopping. Well, not really shopping. More like walked around until employees kicked us out. Today was a little different. Cat hustled in the apartment (I had my own apartment anyway, paid for in full by my father) and looked nervous. I sat up a little bit and grimaced.

"Hey Cat."

"Hey Jade. Um, Jade?"

"What?" I asked a little snappily. The hormones still haven't went away.

"There's something in the mail from the Olivers." she stammered.

"What?" I exclaimed, "Give it to me!" I screamed. Of course, that woke Jackson up. He started crying. "Go calm him and bring him out here." I commanded Cat.

"Kay kay!" Cat rushed off into the other room-my bedroom-where Jackson's crib was. I ripped open the envelope and read the piece of paper. It was from Patricia Oliver's legal office. That bitch. Beck's mother decided to shoot back. She was demanding some DNA from Andre and me and Jackson, to compare it with Beck to prove that Andre isn't the real father. Beck must've whined to his mommy. Cat sidled alongside of me. "Is everything okay, Jade? What does it say?" I sighed and brushed a hand through my dark hair.

"That bitch, Beck's mom, wants Andre's, Jackson's and my DNA!" I yelled a little too loudly. Jackson started crying again. Cat was bouncing him but it wasn't really working. I tossed the envelope on the couch and quickly soothed him. He soon fell asleep again. I had to keep my voice down. I turned to Cat again, since we were now on the couch. "Beck's mom is demanding we go to mediation!" Cat looked at me with pity and asked what we were going to do. "My dad's a damn good lawyer but I can't use him. He wouldn't understand. Ah! I got it!" I said, standing up quickly. This time, Jackson didn't cry.

"What?" asked Cat excitedly, standing up with me.

"I'll use Dad's partner lawyer Mr. Dobson! He's pretty good and since my father's his superior, I'll be covered for free." I said slyly. "Come on." I commanded, grabbing Cat's arm and running towards Jackson's room.

"Jade! Where are we going?" she asked.

"I'm getting Jackson and we're driving into town." I said, getting Jackson and all his things together. Within minutes, we were loaded into my burgundy Hummer and cruising down the road.

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Mr. Dobson lowered his head and looked at me over his dark glasses. He rubbed a hand through his shiny dark hair and stared at me. I was in my dad's law firm office, just in the other guy's cubicle. Cat was sitting next to me and Jackson was sleeping on the floor.

"So...you're telling me that your ex-boyfriend's mother-your son's paternal grandmother-is threatening to withdraw child support if you don't provide DNA of yourself, your baby, and this man named Andre Harris?" I nodded vigorously. Dobson looked down at the paper. "She says that Andre Harris is not Jackson Oliver's biological father, is this true?" I nodded again. "Then why did you put him on the birth certificate? How did you get the hospital to accept it? I mean...tell me what the fighting case is." I pursed my lips; in the car I already knew what I was going to say.

"Mr. Dobson, I know this seems like a risky case to take up, especially for free. However, you have to understand where I'm coming from. When I told Beck I was pregnant, he just wanted to save his acting career. He didn't care. His bitchy girlfriend even told me on the phone that he wanted me to abort Jackson. What gives him any right? So I put Andre on there. The hospital didn't even question me." I said. Dobson sighed and put the paper down, pushing it towards me.

"Ms. West, I'm sorry. I know you're Charles's daughter but there's no possible way this can be won. You'll have to comply. I will not be your lawyer in this case." he said. I stood up. He looked a little scared. He's just lucky I didn't pull the scissors out on him.

"What? Come on! That's bullcrap! What's the big deal? We can win this!" Dobson cowered but he didn't say he would take me. That made me angrier and I kicked the empty chair beside me. It flew across the room, hitting the air conditioner underneath the window. Cat winced and Jackson started crying. I just picked him up by the arm handle of his booster and strut out of the room. Cat got up and scurried out behind me.

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I stood in court as Beck's mom sat there all haughty and victorious. Ugh. It disgusted me. She decided to take me for the birth certificate thing, a lowering of child support because she knew my financial status, and an agreement where Jackson was at Beck's every weekend and could be around Vega. Ugh! Disgusting! The judge banged his gavel on the podium or whatever that was. I don't feel like repeating the whole thing but Beck's mom got everything she wanted. I was so angry. Yet there was nothing I could do. After the cops took Andre's DNA, he didn't talk to me much anymore. I didn't go to Hollywood Arts anymore. I had to go to the local high school-Sherwood High School-where Vega used to go. Of course, I didn't have to deal with those untalented snots. I just took all my studies from home. Cat came over every day and eventually moved in with me. We raised Jackson and he went over to Beck and Vega's every weekend. It was a sucky weekend indeed. Beck was alright I guess; but he wasn't a father figure. Someone else would be...

Kinda weird ending but you'll understand in the next chapter. I'm jumping ahead about four years. You'll see more of the dynamic like I said the plot would be.