Victorious 1. Prologue

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Prologue  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Rebound.' Life at PCA hasn't been easy for Tori and Robbie. Now, that Tori is cured, how are they going to deal with the fallout?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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Tori Vega let out a tired breath as she walked around the corner. After her last conversation with her mother, she knew she had to get out of there. She didn't want to be in sight, let alone ear-shot, for her mother to call out for her and have to deal with seeing her again.

Tori was certain, given the chance, she knew that if she did run into her mother again, she would truly give-in, and any sense of a decision would fade away, and she would give-in to her mother's way of thinking, not allowing herself to finally have a chance at a life where she knew she could be happy. Where she could be on her own, and only have one person to worry about. One person that would help her throughout the rest of her life, and knew that he would always be there for her. No matter what may happen in the future, Robbie Shapiro loved her unconditionally. And she would never let a chance for that to be taken away from her.

No way in hell.

So, now, it was decided that she was on her own. She was going to be living without any parental input, and she was going to have to pay for everything herself. She was going to become a full-fledged adult, and succeed in a life that she had no preparation for…

None at all…

Oh God…

She was alone now. No mother. No father. No home. No food. Just herself.

Oh God…

What was she going to do?

Tori was by herself, and she needed help. She needed to find someway and deal with her new living decision…

She needed Robbie…

Her Robbie…

He would help her deal with this. He would help her gain some perspective, and he would help her find some balance.

That was for sure.

At least she hoped so…

Tori quickly looked beside her and saw the random streets of Los Angeles beside her. A quick window of a life that could either save her or screw her. Tori needed help.

But from where? And from who?

Her first instinct was to call Robbie, but with everything that was going on, and she was sure her mother would call her father, which in turn would get his hands on Robbie and hopefully use him against Tori, and find some way to use her relationship against her. And she couldn't stomach that if that actually happened. She couldn't survive this if Robbie was out of her grasp, and she couldn't deal with this life he was nowhere to be seen…

So, contacting Robbie was not going to happen. Not yet anyway. She needed some way to get to Robbie, but not in a way that could be entwined with her parents being in close proximity.

She needed help…

But from who?

Tori didn't know. She couldn't use Lola, Beck, or Sarah. All of which had become her closest friends outside of Robbie. But being that the three of them were known friends in her parents' eyes, she knew that either of her and Robbie's friends would be used as a way to get in contact with her. Trina was an idea, but she was pretty sure that since Sonya and her father were brother and sister, she knew a close-connection would be used against her. And using someone from PCA was not going to work. Zoey, Logan, Chase, Quinn, and Michael would be people that her parents know about too. She even couldn't use Danny. Despite she hadn't seen him in a month. She knew her parents would get a hold on him too…

Tori let out a sigh. This was getting insane.

Who else could she call?

Tori took out her pear phone and went through the missed messages. It wasn't until she got a message from Jade that made her eyes open. She could call Jade! But no. She can't. Jade and her finally became friends after everything at the jewelry store. And that meant, her parents would use that knowledge against her too.

Jammit.

Who else was there?

Tori didn't know. Thinking back, she couldn't help but go over the list again and again. Each time she crossed a name after the list, she knew it was getting harder. Who would she call? Thinking back over the last few hours, she remembered Jade bringing up Cat. And that was someone that might help her. But then again, she knew that it wasn't going to go well. The friendship was in a rather state of confusion at the moment. And especially because she was in jail too.

Great…

Who else was there?

And that was when it hit her. Her eyes widened as she took out her pear phone again. Going down the contacts, her finger hovered the one name that could very well help her situation. But as she did, she couldn't help but get the slight idea that did she really want to open this can of worms up? Did she really want to get thrown back into a world where she hadn't been in a long time…

...

...

Which would be perfect!

With a new zeal of enthusiasm, she quickly tapped the name, and then the phone number. This was going to be a tough call to make. But she knew that if she wanted to truly make a go at this new situation, she was going to need to swallow her pride and make this happen.

Bringing the phone to her ear, she waited patiently for the phone to connect. It wasn't for another few moments until it finally clicked. It was a few more seconds until she heard a voice she hadn't heard in quite some time.

"Hello?"

She then took a much needed breath. "Andre?"

A few more moments passed until a response was finally heard. "Tori?"

"Yeah, it's me." Tori said slowly. "Is it alright if we talk?" She asked, after making sure that the coast was clear. Seeing as it was, she took a few steps down the alley that she was in.

"I dunno, Tori…" Andre staid slowly… "Why should I talk to you? It's not like that I haven't tried talking to you earlier?"

Anger started to come from within, but she quickly squashed it. This was not the time to get into an argument. Especially with being so close to be discovered by someone that could easily walk by the alley entrance. "Look, Andre. Please. Don't hang up. I need your help."

"Why should I help you?" He came back quickly. "I've tried to make it up to you, I've tried to be your friend again, but you shut the door in my face. Why should I even bother… never mind that, why am I actually talking to you?"

"Because I know you're good a person?" She asked, trying to sound innocent.

"Right…" Andre said, drawing out the last letters of the word. "You need to come up with a better reason than that…"

Tori groaned. She knew this wasn't going to go over easy. "Please, Andre. I know I gave you a tough time. Robbie and I… we really did. We yelled at you, we argued with you, we basically ignored you…"

"Basically?

"Ok, we did. No basically about it. But we screwed you over." She admitted.

"Yeah, you did." He answered quickly.

...

...

Moments passed. Tori didn't hear a response, but she couldn't wait for an answer. Time was running out. And she knew that at any moment her mother was going to get in touch with her father, and then at a moment's notice, he'd get his hands on Robbie, and then she and him never get a chance to put a move on with potential change in their relationship.

"Look, Andre. I don't have time. Yeah, I get it. We need to talk. And I want to talk this out with you, but I can't. Not right now. Please. I just need to be able to talk to you. Somewhere private. And I need you to get Robbie for me."

"Robbie?" He asked, shocked. "He's not with you?"

"Please, Andre. I need you to go pick him. He's at Silver Trading &amp; Loan. We were held hostage, and he's giving a statement right now."

"What?" He asked, shocked. "Held hostage!? Are you okay?" Fear getting the best of his emotions at that moment.

"Andre. Please. I need you to get Robbie. It's important. Please. Meet me at Karaoke Dokie. Please. It's going to go allot easier with you and him both there."

Andre noted the concern in her voice and her urgency. This wasn't a typical call. And he could tell something drastic was about to happen. So, going against his better judgment, he agreed. "Alright, Tori. I'll pick him up."

"Thank you." She said, finally relieve.

"But this doesn't change anything between us." He told her simply. "It's going to take a lot more than this to try and make this work."

"Andre, it's going to take a lot more than this." She told him. "Don't forget. It's not all one-sided. You are part…" She stopped mid-sentence. "It's complicated. Please. Just go pick him up. That, and bring the name of your uncle."

"My uncle?" He asked, shocked.

"Yeah, Robbie and I might need to look into a realtor."

"What?"

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TBC in Chapter One

Yep! And here we go! The beginning of Disbound! Hope you all like it. This is going to be a fun ride.

And yes, I know this short. But this is just a prologue remember. More will come as the chapters unspool.


	2. Chapter One A

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: One A  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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Andre Harris hung up the phone and collapsed on his bed. He stared at the carpet underneath his feet a few moments, and then brought his vision to the mirror in front of him. The image of himself stared back at him, a sense of shock and disbelief threw back at him as he continued to gaze at the familiar shapes of his facial features.

What the fuck was going on?

Andre never thought he would ever experience what he was just asked. Hell, he never thought anything would happen of this magnitude between him and his former friends…

How much craziness was Tori and Robbie dealing with?

Sure, he knew that his relationship with them had truly changed when they got left behind in Yerba. When all seven of them got split, and only two of them remained in a country and a situation that they were thrown into. He never thought that either Tori or Robbie would ever get in a situation where they were walking away from their own home, and to actually try and live life by themselves…

What the fuck did Yerba really do to them?

Sure, he knew that they got together, and he knew that they basically distanced themselves from everyone, and they were practically forced out of Hollywood Arts when they returned home…

What happened to them?

One word came to his mind…

Allot…

Andre took out his phone and stared at Tori's contact information. All this time he did want to re-connect with her. And Robbie too for that matter. But he didn't expect any of them would unload a request like this…

And yet…

He was still mad at them. They did cut them from his life, and they did throw a door in his face, and both them yelled at him. Even to the point where Robbie straight out said to him and Beck that he and Tori only thought of him and Beck as being dead to them…

Dead to them…

That still lingered in his mind from time to time…

But as he looked at the contact information again, he remembered the conversation he just had with Tori, and he remembered the concern, the tiredness, and the fear. Especially the fear…

He never heard Tori talk to him like that before. It downright pained him as she kept saying 'please' over and over. Each time she said that word, she got more frantic. And he could only imagine what was going on in her head…

Pain, suffering, torture…

What did happen to them?

What drove them to this state, and what exactly happened in Yerba.

Andre didn't know. And he knew from past experience, that they weren't willing to talk about it either. To the point that they disowned everything, and everyone…

"God, Guys…" He whispered. Halfway to himself, but he knew he wasn't going to get an answer. At least anytime soon…

But he also knew that he couldn't wait around and think about this anymore. He had to do what Tori asked of him. Sure, their relationship was sour at the moment, but he knew that with the way the conversation ended, he didn't have to brood. He needed to act now, and fast…

Getting to his feet, he went to his desk and went through his phone again. Finding his uncle's phone number, he made sure he had the right details. When he did, he went to the door after he grabbed his wallet jacket. Reaching the threshold of the door, he looked at the door that opened to his grandmother's room.

"Hey Grandma!" He called out.

"Who's there?" She asked, frantic and oblivious to know who was in fact calling her.

"It's me." He said as he opened the door. Only pursuing it after knocking a few times. "It's Andre… your grandson."  
"How do I know it's you?" She questioned. Andre looked at her in surprise as she sat in a kiddie pool, bathing in a sea of creamed corn. She got to her feet. Fear in her eyes. "You could be an alien!"

"Grandma, I'm not an alien." Andre said simply. "I knew we shouldn't of watched 'Men in Black' last night." He told her, annoyance in his voice.

"Only an alien would say that you're not an alien." She countered. "You could be using Andre's body as a double. Trying to get me alone, and then kill me."

"I'm not trying to kill you." He said simply. His voice becoming more frantic. "Tori just called, I need to go see her."

"Tori?" The grandmother asked. "See, that's how I know you're an alien. My Andre isn't friends with Tori anymore."

He groaned, "Grandma!"

She bent down and picked up an empty can of corn. "Where's Andre!?" She yelled. "What did you do to him?"

"It's me, Grandma." He told her again, repeating himself.

"Help!" She flung the can at him. She looked around the room, running from one side to the other, looking for something. She then grabbed a umbrella and aimed it at the apparent imposter. "What you do to Andre!"

"Grandma!" He said, making his way to her. "It's me." He was mere inches away when his grandma took a book and threw it at him.

"Help!"

Andre ducked the object. "Grandma, it's me. It's Andre. Your son is my dad!"

"I do not know you!" She screamed.

He shook his head. "Grandma, I got to go out. When I come back, we'll play Mahjong."

She didn't believe him. "What did you do to my grandson?" He let out a sigh. Taking his phone, he dialed his cousin. "Kendra! Good, you're home. I need you to watch Grandma. Why? Because she thinks I'm an alien, and I got to go meet a friend. I can't do it later. I need to go. When can you get here? 30 minutes? Kendra, I got to go now! Lock her in her room? You serious? Fine… Thanks. I'll lock her in. Bye!"

He hung up the phone, and ducked from an incoming empty corn can. "How much corn did you use? I got to go, Grandma. Kendra will be here soon?" He then ran to the other side of the room, and made sure the windows were locked.

"Where's Andre!?"

"I got to go, Grandma." He ran back to the door. "Go back to your swimming pool."

"Get out!" She yelled.

"Fine. Bye!" He said slowly. He opened the door, and locked it. Letting out a tired breath, he said, "Why can't you be normal?" He shook his head. And slumped against the door. Closing his eyes, he rested for a second…

Until he felt a blow against the door.

"Goodbye, Grandma!"

Andre left his crazy grandmother…

Then something hit him…

How did Tori hear about him and Jade?

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"We done yet?"

"Just about…" Lieutenant Mark Henson said to one of the hostages. He went through the papers that he was filling out. "We just have a couple things to go over."

She groaned… "What else do you want to know?"

"Where did you get the scissors?" He asked, bringing back the details of Victor Ryan's final moments…

"I always have scissors." She sneered. "Which, by the way, am I going to get back?"

"When we clear them from evidence." Henson reasoned. "Now…" He looked back at the paper. "It was just you, Ms. Martinez, Mr. Shapiro, and Ms. Vega in the room, right?"

"You know it was, Dick." She grilled.

"That is no way to treat a lieutenant." Lieutenant Mark Henson clarified. "Look, Ms. West, we know you're all tired, and we know that you went through a traumatizing experience, but you don't have to snap my head off."

"I can do whatever I want, Hanson." He scowled at the misuse of his name. "You're partner. Gary I think his name is. He's the one who shot a slew of bullets at one of those assholes. He's the one that knew what happened. Go talk to him, and then you get your answers."

"Ms. West…" He sheathed. "I just need some straight answers…"

"Well, I need my scissors back." She remarked. "You get me those, then I'll calm down."

"It's not procedure." He clarified.

"Tori's dad gave me my phone back." She shot back. "Why can't you give me the scissors!"

"I…"

"Take a breather, Henson." A voice said. He turned around and spotted the other lieutenant.. "Go take a walk. I'll handle this."

Henson glanced at West who shot him a dirty glare. He shook his head. "You really think you can handle this, Evan."

Lieutenant Evan Brown said simply, "I think you need to take a breather. Go see how the others are doing. I'll take care of this one."

"Careful, Evan. She bites." Evan looked at the young woman, and she opened her mouth, biting her teeth down in a quick motion.

"I got it." Evan told him. "Just go check in with Gary." The lieutenant watched as Henson turned around in a huff, and Brown smirked. "Henson is all good and all, but he's got to learn to not have that damn stick in his ass all the time." Glancing back at the young woman, he added. "Oh… I have a daughter your age…"

"Kudos to you." She said with a smirk. "Can you give me my scissors back?"

He let out a sigh, and glanced back at the paper… "Now, what was he asking about?"

She smirked. "Look, I went over this already. It was the four of us. Ryan came in, took Vega away, and then we had to deal with being trapped. If it wasn't for Shapiro, then we'd still be in there. And Vega might actually have gotten off with no glass jammed in her forehead."

"Which coincides with what your friends said." He then took out the papers that he got from Henson just before he left. "Now… other than you four, do you know what happened within the main lobby?"

She shrugged, "I think one of the others was about to burst because of the baby, but that's all."

"I see…" He said slowly. "So, you didn't know about the attempted break-in?"

"What?" She asked, shocked. "When did that happen?"

"Apparently when you were in that small room, an attempted vigilante actually tried to break into the store and save everyone. Our team is trying to see if any of your four actually heard anything about this."

"How could we? We were pretty much cut off from everything." She shrugged, then thought for a second, "Although I'd like to see someone actually try and do something like that."

"I bet…" He smirked. "Let me guess, you do anything to get your hands to…"

It was at that moment when a sudden beeping sound came from Jade's pocket. Taking her hand, she fished it out and noticed the familiar wording of 'Andre Harris' on her screen. She looked back at the lieutenant. "Y'know what," she held up her hand. "Not interested."

Jade left a confused lieutenant.

"We weren't done yet!"

"Go spend time with your kid. Y'know, the one that is that my age." She started to leave, but turned back once more, "Oh, and I will get my scissors back."

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"So tell me again why I had to come here, Jade?" Robbie Shapiro asked, his voice rang high in annoyance. "I was this close to finally getting out of here."

"Look, the only reason why I'm being civil with you right now is because of what is really going on right now." Jade West annoced as she ushered him into an empty ally.

"You're just being civil now?" Robbie asked, after he finally was released from Jade's death grip.

"There is no time to squabble, Robbie." Jade said to him. "I just talked to Andre. He's on his way to pick you up."

He looked at her confused, "Pick me up? Why would Andre do anything like that?" He took a step forward. "I haven't even talked to the guy since just after we got home."

"Apparently your fiancée called him." She told him straight-forward. "Your Tori got into a heated argument with her mom, and she left. She just got out of there, and didn't turn back. She's done, and she knows that the only way you would be able to get out of here if it was by someone that her parents know that you 'aren't' taking to. And that's Andre."

"Tori left?" He asked, shocked. "W-what happened?"

"I don't know the specifics. All I know is that Tori is in deep shit, and she wants to get a hold of you before her dad gets a chance to get a hold of you."

Robbie stared, shocked. Unaware that his Tori would ever do anything like this. "She just left? H...h…how? Wh..h..at?"

Jade just watched. And she was surprised on how fast Robbie was starting to crumble. Just by the mere mention of Tori leaving only made Robbie want to fall in hysterics. She approached her newly reacquainted friend and brought her hands forward, squeezing his shoulders tight. "Breath, Robbie. Tori is making sure that she gets you back. Before any shit moves forward too. So, take a breath, and you'll be okay."

Robbie started to feel the weight being pressed on him. It was only mere moments until he started to waiver. "Breath, Robbie. Breath. Tori is not leaving you. She is getting her hands on you before her parents take you away from her."

"How…how… am I supposed to get to her?" He asked, finally trying to compose himself.

"Andre." Jade told him. "Andre is…" It was at that moment when she got a text. Jade looked down and read the message from Andre. "He's right here. Just go to the other end of the ally and he'll take you to her."

"But… but… but…" He tried to process the information.

"Just go, Robbie." Jade told him. "When it's safe, Lola and I will get back to you. But now… Just go with Andre…"

Robbie just stood still, still not aware of what was happening. He was even aware of the racing form of his former friend running toward him.

"Robbie?" Andre asked, shocked by Robbie's stunned appearance.

"He's out of it." Jade told Andre.

"Right…" He said slowly. Andre took his hand and grabbed Robbie's wrist. "C'mon. We're going to Karaoke Dokie." Andre then looked at Jade. "Thanks, Babe."

She smiled. Jade walked over to him and kissed his cheek. "I'll get in touch with you after."

"Good. Because I want to know what exactly happened back there." He then took Robbie by the hand and left his girlfriend alone.

Karaoke Dockie was their next destination.

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TBC in Chapter 1 B


	3. Chapter One B

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: One B  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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Tori's gone…

She's gone...

She left, and his heart stopped. From the moment he heard those two dreaded words, Robbie Shapiro seized to make any sort of physical response. He just lost all sense of himself, and he didn't do anything but remain silent. His words became mono-syllable, and he lost any chance of seeing a potential future from happening between them…

Tori was gone…

And he didn't know what was going on. He didn't know where he was, or who he was with. All he knew that was that the love of his life was gone, and any chance of finally being happy again disappeared into a puff of smoke.

Which is what he was also feeling. Any sense of emotion, any sense being loved, and any sense of being himself…

It was gone.

He was hallow, empty, and done. Robbie Shapiro left the building. True, his body was existing, and he was breathing, but he wasn't doing anything. Any sense of worth was gone when he heard the two words from Jade…

She's done…

Tori was gone, and he was alone.

Alone…

Empty…

Without any sense of warmth, Robbie Shapiro was now a shell, and he was broken. His heart stopped beating, and he just sat in the car, without any notion to move or think.

He was just…

Done…

"Rob?"

The calling of his name didn't cause him to stir or anything. He wasn't paying any attention to the world around him. He just… didn't do anything or care about anything. He cut himself off, and it would take a miracle to bring himself back out of this funk.

"Robbie?"

Again his name was uttered.

But just like before. He didn't care.

"Rob, it's going to be okay. We're going to get you taken care of…"

But nothing…

His once brown pools had now changed to copper coins. All brightness and mirth drained from. He just sat in silence, unaware of the world around him.

"Rob, man…. We're not that far off… Okay… we're like…" The voice looked at the scenery around him, and then at the clock in his dashboard. "10 minutes, Robbie. Just ten…"

But when yet again, Robbie Shapiro didn't respond, his driver let out a breath, and couldn't believe the demeanor the young Shapiro was displaying. It looked so cold, so sad, so motionless…

So… dead…

Andre Harris never saw Robbie Shapiro so detached like this. He seemed other-worldly. He looked so out of his element, and it was downright painful to look at him like this. So much a hurt version of his former self. So much opposite from even the years that before he was even had met Tori. He just… he just looked so…

Pathetic…

Andre let out a breath, and pulled his eyes back to the road. He continued his route to where he had to go. The number of cars was starting to get more frequent as the clocked ticked by its fifth hour in the afternoon. Meaning that the time of day was reaching a busy period. Many people were getting home from work at the moment, and the neighborhood was even getting more active with children playing in the yards, and the sun was on its final descent of the day.

Time was approaching night, and Andre could tell that if what his girlfriend said was true between with what Tori told her, then he knew that things were about to get drastic, and fast. It was going to be a conversation that was going to be truly crucial. Not only because Tori and Robbie were going to have to come up with a plan on what to do, but the fact that Andre still had to talk to them and finally hopefully get their friendships back on track…

A feet he knew that was a long time coming. He knew that they both forgave Beck, and he had heard from Beck that Tori even forgave Trina. A obstacle that Andre thought wouldn't happen for a while. Especially because he knew that Tori and Trina had a past where it they hardly got along, and he knew that Trina often made Tori feel horrible whenever she didn't get her way.

Drama between the Vega sisters had been strained over the years, and it was only within the last two weeks that he had heard from Beck that the two sisters had finally began to make an attempt to hopefully become close again. A relationship that he knew both Tori and Trina really needed to make work…

He also knew that Cat and Jade were both at odds with Tori and Robbie. He knew their friendships never recovered since they came home from Yerba. But he also knew that if given the chance, Cat would try to make it work with Tori and Robbie. Given that behind it all, Cat, Tori, and Robbie were friends before everything happened.

Jade on the other hand…

That was another story. A story that he still had a hard time trying to get out of her. Don't get him wrong, ever since the two became intimate, he had the privilege of finding out some inner truths on what made Jade West Jade West. But any real fact that he ever uncover would only force Jade to deny an already known truth to taken in as false story…

A false story…

Yep… Being Jade West's boyfriend was both a blessing and a curse. Jade was a great girl, and he was on the verge of falling in love with her, but he knew there was always something behind the wheels so to speak. Something in the shadows that Jade didn't like talking about. And he knew that she still had a hard time dealing with. Even if it was something that she had previously shared with Beck.

A tired breath escaped as he thought that.

Everything in the Jade West/Andre Harris relationship was still up in the air. It was hard for him to get anything out of her. And it was even harder because she would stop herself from telling him. And when he ever tried to get the information out of her, she would say that the last time she told someone the truth, they would end up breaking her heart.

And she didn't want to go through that with Andre.

Yep… being Jade West's boyfriend definitely an interesting position to be in…

It was at that moment when they finally pulled into the parking lot.

"We're here." He said in an almost whisper. He turned to Robbie who still had a glazed look in his eyes. He placed a hand on his wrist. "C'mon. Let's go in. Tori's waiting for you."

Robbie just stared at him.

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Tori sat in silence in her booth. She let out a breath and stared in front of her. It was an odd feeling being here especially after everything that happened at the hospital. She looked at her pear phone and noticed that it had been thirty minutes since she left, which means that it has only been thirty minutes since she had officially started to be on her own.

And at this moment, it was pretty much guaranteed that her mother contacted her father, and the two parents knew that Tori left. Not to mention she was sure that if Robbie didn't get away by now, then she would truly be alone. And she couldn't deal with having to succeed in life by herself. Especially when she didn't know how she was going to survive.

Her parents helped her whole life. Everything that she had done and achieved was because of how her parents raised her and how they helped in life. That, and provide the necessities she needed in order to remain healthy ad alive. All the things she needed to simply exist.

And that was what scared her the most. The fact that she was now alone, and if she didn't have Robbie with her, then she wouldn't know what to do. When she thought that, she couldn't help but realize a second later that even with Robbie by her side, she wouldn't know what to do…

Tori was in deep shit.

She didn't know what to do.

She really didn't…

And that was beginning to really scare her. So much so that her thoughts were becoming erratic, and fear was starting to seep in. And if it wasn't for the fact that she it had been a month since she had any visit from of her imaginary former friends, then she was sure it would be something like this for them to reappear. Especially when she was a situation that could truly break her.

That, she didn't need to happen. In order for that to remain true, then she needed one thing and that would be…

"Hey, there Tori…"

Tori soon looked up from her spot and noticed the smiling image of her former friend. "Andre…"

He gave her a smile, "I got someone for you."

Tori looked to her right and her eyes widened in joy. She pulled herself out of her seat and wrapped her arms around the slender shoulders of her betrothed. "Robbie!" When he didn't respond, kissed his cheek, and held him tightly. "Thank God! Thank God I got you with me on this."

Yet again, Robbie didn't say anything.

She pulled away when he didn't respond and noticed the empty expression on his face. "Robbie?"

He didn't answer.

Tori looked at Andre. "Why isn't he talking?"

"I don't know." Andre admitted. "He was like this since I picked him up. All quiet and dead inside. It was weird."

Tori looked at her fiancée. She held his shoulders, keeping him in sight. "Robbie… C'mon, Robbie. C'mon, come back to me."

He didn't respond.

"Baby…" She whispered. "C'mon, I need you with me on this. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere." She leaned forward and tried to kiss him, hoping her lips on his would be enough to get him to function again.

Again, he didn't respond.

"Robbie ." Tori said to him. "C'mon, Baby. Snap out of it. I'm right here. We're together. That's where we need to be right now. C'mon…"

Yet, still…

No answer…

Tears started well in her eyes. Fear of a catatonic Robbie Shapiro was truly becoming a possibility "Robbie… C'mon…"

Robbie didn't respond.

"Robbie…" She whispered. She pulled him into a hug and held him tight. "I need you with me on this, Baby. I need you to come back to me. Because we have to find some way to survive. We have to come together, and be able to support ourselves. I need you with me. C'mon, please…"

It was actually at that moment when Robbie finally started to move. He didn't know what it was. He didn't know if it was Tori's emotions, or if it was her presence, or even if it was her shampoo from this morning. But it was just enough to finally make a move.

"Tori?" He whispered. His voice was low, and fragile. Soft. If it wasn't for the fact that Tori could actually pick up any tone in Robbie's voice, he was sure she wouldn't of heard him.

She pulled away finally, looking at him. His eyes motionless, and his demeanor was so out of the ordinary. He was so distant…

"Baby?"

Robbie just stared at him, coldly. "I… I… thought…"

"Thought what?" She asked, concern laced over her words.

"I thought you left me…" He whispered. "I thought you were gone."

She shook her head. "No. Don't ever think that. Don't ever think that I will leave you."

"But Jade said…" Robbie said slowly…

"Said what?" Tori asked, not sure where he was going with this. She then took his hand and made her way back to the booth. Allowing enough room for him to scoot in beside her.

"Tori's done." He recalled. Robbie looked at his fiancée. "What do you mean that you're done?"

Tori let out a breath…

"I left my parents. I'm done. It's just going to be us now."

Robbie's eyes widened.

"What!?"

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TBC in Chapter 1C


	4. Chapter One C

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: One C  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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Tori Vega has had the luxury of being Robbie Shapiro's girlfriend now for three months. He went from a random kid she met the first night of her performance at a new school, to a new friend, to a close friend, to a friend that she had been at odds with a couple times, to being her close friend again, to being her friend that had issues again with her, to being again a close friend, to her best friend, to her boyfriend, and finally her fiancée. He was a man that had grown in front of her eyes within a matter of months. He had become the man that she could trust with her life and now for a fact that he would always be by her side.

But right now?

He had a look on his face that sent shivers down her spine. Not because he was scaring her to death or anything like that, but he had this look on his face that showed utter confusion; a lack of understanding. Something that Tori had come accustomed to actually. His understanding was one of the best features about him. He always would wrap his arms around, take care of her, keep her safe. He would always have that way in him which practically meant that he was made for her. That he understood everything about her, and he wasn't scare off by her…

He was her confidante. And with him having that confused look on his face, it sent shivers down her spine. Because this look was so unlike him, and she didn't know how to handle this news.

"Um… guys…" Andre suddenly spoke up. "I'm sorry to stop this meeting of great minds, but what exactly is going on? Our issues aside, why did I have to pick Robbie up?"

When Tori didn't answer, a few moments passed. And then some more, and then even a few more. Andre looked at his former friend. "I'll tell you one thing, Tor. You both know when you want to keep your mouths shut."

"What?" Tori asked, finally pulling herself out of her inner new funk.

"I said…" He began, "What's going on? Why did I have to pick Robbie up and why the sudden desire to leave your parents?"

"Um…" She whispered as she dropped back down into her seat. Only to see Robbie taking a seat beside Andre. "Yeah…" She looked at Robbie. And even though he may of surprised her with reaction, she couldn't process the reason behind it right now.

"I left my parents." She told them simply. Tori took a breath. She took some hair and placed it just behind her left ear. "My mom said something that I could never believe she would say. Especially when she knows how important Robbie is to me."

"What she say?" Robbie asked, finally bringing himself into the conversation. But when he did ask that, he couldn't help but notice just how hurt Tori was. Taking a breath himself, he pulled out of his side of the booth and made his way back to Tori. He immediately took a seat beside her, watching her slide the booth further. Taking his hand, he placed it on her thigh, trying to show her that despite it all, he always was there for her…

And with that gesture, Tori immediately relaxed. She may have been upset that Robbie didn't show a sign of immediately understanding, but by a simple gesture, a simple glance, or by a simple smile he could always calm her down, and make her feel like any obstacle she had to overcome become attainable.

Knowing that, she told him, "She said that what we do… that what we do on a regular basis was..."

"What?" Robbie asked, not getting what she was trying to say.

It was actually at that moment when Andre truly began to see them having an intimate moment. Something that they needed to share by themselves right now. Looking at his phone, he noticed he had a text from Kendra. "I'll give you two a moment." Uttering that, he excused himself and went to answer the text message.

"She thinks that we just fuck now…" She said in a whisper. Tori glanced at Robbie. "You and I… what we have… what we do. It's not fucking. We never fuck. We…"

"Make love." He said certainly.

"I know that. You know that. I also thought above everyone, mom would understand that. That we make love. Loving you… being with you… it's the easiest thing that we have. Sure, it took a while to get there, but loving you, Robbie… loving you… I just don't want to live with them anymore if she thinks what we have isn't love making. We don't fuck. We never do. And when…" Tears started to brim her eyes.

"Sh…" He whispered. Taking his hand from her thigh, he used his arm and wrapped it around her chest, allowing her head to rest on shoulder. He bent down and kissed her head. "We don't fuck, Tori. We never do."

"That's not what mom thinks…" She said slowly. "And if mom thinks that, then so does dad. And if they both do, then I don't want to live with them anymore. I can't. I can't go day-to-day being in a house where they don't think what we have is special."

"We have love." Robbie said to her. "And we always will. I love you, Tori."

"I love you, Robbie." Tears still evident in her eyes. "I don't want to live with them anymore if they think what we have has become so not what we have." She withdrew her head from his shoulder and looked at him. Her tearing eyes gazing at his glossy eyes. "I know we have allot to work on. I know that if we want to survive then we need to pull together. We survived Yerba because we had each other. We survived being apart, we survived Trina, Jade, we survived your parents, and we'll survive mine. We can do this."

"Tori… we had your parents helping us out." Robbie told her honestly. "They took me in, Tori. They took in Sarah. They paid for our schooling. Hell, they allowed us to share a bed together. We had allot of opportunities because of them. Tori…

"We survived Yerba." Tori told him, cutting him off. "Yerba. Say whatever you want for having problems… You and I have one thing that no one can understand. No couple can understand the issues we had to deal with, and then pain we had to suffice. Yerba is what brought us together. Yerba is what we have. Surviving that, we can do anything. I believe that completely. Given our history, I believe we can do this. I believe…"

Robbie looked at his beloved and knew she was right. If anything his time with her has taught him was that they could do anything. They could make anything work. And if they want to live on their own, then they can. They can find someway to make this work. They could survive and be together. The way they were supposed to be.

"Then what do we do?"

"We talk to Andre." She told him. Finally pulling her eyes away from Robbie, she turned to face the other side of the booth. When she didn't see her former friend sitting across from them, she turned back to Robbie. "Where's Andre?"

Robbie looked at the side of the empty booth. Tori was right. Andre wasn't sitting across from them. Looking around the restaurant, he finally found him coming out of the restroom. "He's over there."

Both friends watched as Andre came back to the booth a few moments later. "Sorry about that. I got a text from Kendra. My grandma is being more crazier than usual."

"She okay?" Tori asked. Her concern for her old friend getting the best of her.

"She's fine. Kendra just wanted to know where we kept the extra corn." Tori and Robbie gave him a strange look. "Grandma bathes in corn time to time."

"Oh…" Tori whispered.

"You're grandmother bathes in corn?" Robbie asked, confused.

"Well… yeah…" Andre admitted. "Because she's crazy…" He confirmed.

"Right…" Robbie nodded.

"Right…" Andre added. "So… it looks like you two calmed down." He then noticed Robbie's hand creep upon the table and placed itself upon Tori's empty hand. Connecting the two of them.

"We're okay now." Tori said slowly. "But we do need your help. I know we have to work on getting our friendship back, but this has to come first. Robbie and I… we need a place to live. When I left my parents this afternoon, I fully intend to leave for good. But right now, Robbie and I don't have anywhere to go. And I was hoping your uncle would be able to find some place to live."

"Tori, it would be allot easier for you just to go back to your parents." Andre told them. "It will save allot of pain and allot of heartache."

Tori's eyes went to the table top. Already starting to let reality seep through their minds.

"We can't go home right now." Robbie said, taking Tori's plea for help into account. "I know we're too young. I know that we're sixteen. But is there any way can help? At least help us get through the night. We're both tired, and we can't… we can't go back to the house now."

Andre sighed. Both of them did look beat. And even though they had a rift between them, he didn't have the heart to turn them away. "Look… my uncle isn't going to be much help. Yeah, he could help you find a place. But one, you're too young, and two, do you have the money for something like an apartment?"

Tori looked at Robbie, and could only face him with defeat. Andre was right. They were too young. And they' didn't have any money outside of their pockets and what was in their accounts. "So… what can we do?" She looked at her fiancée. "I don't want to back to the house right now."

Robbie nodded, understanding her pain. He looked back at Andre. "There's nothing you can do? Andre I know we're putting you on the spot, and I know that we have issues to work out. But going back to the house is not an option."

Andre let out a breath. They really did look defeated, and he did want to help them. But he didn't know what he could do. "I… Guys… I want to help you. But I don't know what to do. I'd offer you the night at my apartment, but it's probably not the best thing we can do. Grandma is already acting crazy enough. Bringing in you two would only make her go over the edge more…" Looking at Tori, his heart could help but waver. He wanted to help her, but he didn't know how.

Andre looked at Robbie next. And noticed how entwined the two were. Robbie held his arm around Tori's side, holding her to him. Tori had her free hand and grasped Robbie's as they laid their hand on the table in front of them. "What about your house?" He ventured, taking a stab at an obvious idea.

"Robbie and his parents don't get along." Tori told him. "Him, his sister, our whole family… we don't deal with them. They're still trying to pull Robbie and Sarah away from us."

When they said that, Robbie's eyes widened. He glanced at his fiancée. "What day is it?"

"Sunday." Tori told him.

"No. I mean, the date. What's the date?"

Andre looked at his phone. "The 17th, why?"

Robbie smiled. "They're gone. They're in Nevada. They're at a convention. And I'm sure with everything going on, they're probably gone."

"Probably?" Tori asked. "I don't want to take a chance and show up there only to see them still at the house. And I'm not in the mood to rehash some same old shit again. You and I have enough drama. If we go back, then I'm sure we're going to get another helping."

Robbie sighed knowing she was right. "Then what do we do?"

Andre went for his phone again. "Quick, what's your house number?" He gave him the number in question and Andre dialed it. Bringing it to his ear he waited to see if there was anyone to pick up. After a few minutes, he hung up the phone. "Nobody is at the house." He thought for a second, and then shrugged. "Or maybe they didn't answer it."

Andre let out a breath.

Even knowing that, it was too risky. But then something hit him. "Oh…" He dialed another number and brought it up to his ear. "Hey, Kendra. Hi. How's Grandma? Asleep? Good. I was wondering… is it alright if I have a couple friends stay at your house tonight? Why? Well…. It's tough to describe. Look. It'll just be one night, and they just need somewhere to crash. I'll take full responcibilty if anything happens. Yeah, just one night. You sure? Thanks, Kendra. I'll bring by the apartment so you can go home with them. Thanks. Bye." That said, he hung up the phone.

"Alright… you two can stay at Kendra's. Just for the night. Then tomorrow, we'll figure out what you can do."

"You sure she won't mind?" Tori asked, concerned.

"No. It's cool. Just remember, one night. Tomorrow, you're going somewhere else."

Tori let out a sigh of relief.

"Thanks, Andre." Tori said to him.

"Thanks." Robbie assured too.

"Glad to help." He told them. "But let me ask you, Tori. What happened to your head?"

Tori sighed, "It's going to be a long night…"

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TBC in Chapter 2


	5. Chapter Two A

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Two A  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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Robbie Shapiro let out a breath as he sat on the ledge of the couch. He looked up from his spot on the cushion and glanced at the clock. It was now reaching 3:30 in the morning, and he still had a rough time trying to fall asleep.

Between everything that happened today, he would think sleep would be a great welcomed experience. From being caught in a rather exhausting jewelry store heist, and now being technically homeless, he had a hard time trying to get sleep to overcome. Too many things were running in his mind.

His mind was running a mile a minute. And he knew there was only one way he would be able to get to sleep. And that way was in the far room at the end of the hallway. Simply put. He needed Tori. And being stuck on the couch, he knew that he wasn't going to get the chance to spend the night with his fiancée. And while a night apart wouldn't be that hard to overcome. But when he hadn't been with her now for close two weeks, it was actually rather getting difficult.

Tori and him just fell into each other, they just came to a point where they would always find solace and peace within each other. But when they had to be apart, they can't help but come to the realization that they would eventually fall apart. Both physically and even mentally.

So, being apart from Tori right now was hard on him. And he knew that if he wanted to actually get some sleep night, he needed to be with her. But of course that wasn't the case.

Spending the night at Andre's cousin's apartment was a last plea attempt to save themselves from having to go back to the Vega house. And while Robbie in truth wouldn't mind going back, he knew it wasn't an actual possibility. Tori had a falling out with her mother; and at the same time, her father. Robbie wanted to help her get back to her parents' good graces, but when Tori uttered the word 'fuck.' When she said that her mother classified their sexual life as fucking, then Robbie fully understood Tori's way of dealing with happened.

Tori and him don't fuck. They never did. Sure, there were times when they needed immediate release, and they would jump on each other, tear each others' clothes off, and actually bring in sexual toys, they would grow into ravaging each other…

They would fuck for hours on end…

...

...

But with each 'fuck' they achieve, that 'fuck' would turn into love making. And they would grow gentle, and tender, and passionate. They would fall into each other, and they would make love. Any urge to grow animalistic at the initial attempt would grow into complete and utter bliss.

They would make love. A love that only the two of them could enjoy, and they could become one person. Both spiritually, and physically. They would find each other…

Like the way they needed to be…

Robbie needed Tori. Like now…

He knew now that the only way he knew for certain that would help his put himself at ease would be finally sharing a bed with Tori. He practically waited on bated breath for the chance to finally have that connection with his fiancée reestablish. In fact as soon as both of them got to Kendra's apartment he secretly hoped that the two of them could share a bed again.

But of course that couldn't happen.

His urge to 'play by the rules' reigned supreme. From the moment they arrived, he knew that if the two of them did get together, Kendra would throw them out. And that, they couldn't take a chance with. Especially now that he and his best friend were homeless. They couldn't take the chance for Kendra to toss them out of apartment, and truly become homeless. And almost certainly finally come to the fact that they really should head back to the Vega house. And pray that both David and Holly wouldn't kill them, and surely put them in a situation where Yerba would actually seem like a vacation that the two of them had.

He couldn't risk it. They couldn't risk it.

Knowing that, he got up from the couch and made his way to kitchen. Reaching for a glass in the cupboard beside the sink, he closed it shortly after. Already taking the glass to the faucet, and allowing the water to poor out with a simple twist of the knob.

He quickly turned the knob again and made his way back to the nearby table, pulling the chair back. Taking a seat, he let out a breath and took a sip.

This was going to be incredibly hard.

Robbie really didn't know what he was going to do. His gut was telling himself to go wake Tori up and have a talk with her. But he had to fight against that urge. Tori needed her sleep, and like he decided before. He had to keep Tori at arms' length. Because he knew given the chance, he would take Tori in his arms and make her his. Plow himself into her, shake her, yell out her name in ecstasy, make her his. Claim her as his own, and finally take away the pain that he currently was having. And finally get that itch he was having deep inside himself satisfied, and finally allow himself succumb to relaxation, and finally sleep.

A sensation that he really needed to fulfill.

God, he wanted to get with her right now. He wanted to tear her clothes off, and dive into her, force himself into her, and pump her brains out. Get them to a place of satisfaction, and finally get some much needed relief. But he knew he shouldn't. He knew he wouldn't. And he knew he couldn't.

It didn't matter.

Robbie wasn't going to act on his sudden urges right now. But he didn't know how he was going to get passed his sudden frustration. He took his glass of water and finished his drink. His brown pools stared at his at his hand. He gazed at his hand, allowing his eyes to study the muscles and the tendons that formed his hand. His eyes then traveled to his fingers, and they started to drum. And with each time one of his fingertips hit the table, he started to get a new idea of what he could actually do at that moment...

Taking a breath, he glanced at the hallway, already gazing upon the bathroom. Not but ten feet away too. He could go inside, lock the bathroom, gat a handful of tissues at the ready….

Realizing that, he started to pull out his chair. If he couldn't have his way with Tori right now, he knew he could at least find a way to relax, and hopefully find a way to fall asleep.

Giving himself a nod, he got up from his seat, placing a hand on the table. He was about to take a step to the right when his eyes widened…

"How long have you been sitting there?"

A sudden movement emerged from the shadows. And almost within seconds, light from the full moon reflected atop her dark brunette hair. She edged slowly to the table, looking ever so elegant and tired at the same time. She took placed a hand on the table across from her best friend. "I couldn't sleep."

He took a glance at his fiancée. And his heart melted. While his initial thought pattern at that moment was telling him to take her down, and have his way with her, both physically, mentally, and even emotionally. He couldn't. Not when she looked at him with tired eyes, with sad eyes, and with lost eyes…

His Tori was in pain. And any desire to have her slipped away.

"Tori…" Robbie whispered slowly…

"Can you hold me?" She asked, her voice soft. Frightened, scared.

Robbie immediately pulled out from his chair. He got to his feet and made his way to his beloved. Offering her his hand, she grabbed it with ease. Robbie took her to an open chair, and sat down. Tori followed shortly after, sitting on his lap. Robbie took his arms, circled her waist and held her close. She took her hands and covered his, making sure he wouldn't leave her.

"What's wrong?" Robbie asked, kissing her temple first, showing her that he was with her.

"Did you mean it?" Her voice was low, continually frightened.

"Mean what?" He asked, confused.

"That when I die… when I die… you die." She took her hands off of Robbie's and slightly. She framed his face so that he could look at her. "How could you say something like that?"

Robbie's heart broke when she uttered those words. "It's how I felt at the time." He let out a breath. "You remember Yerba. You remember how bad it was. There was nothing for me. No one was coming for us. No one was doing anything. Sure, we got out because of Spencer, but we were alone. And with all the feelings I had, and the protection I felt for you... I just didn't want to be in a world without you. You were my last link to our former lives. And the one person that was beginning to become the most important to me. The most beautiful, gorgeous, caring, loving person. I got to see you the way no one else saw you. I got to fall in love with you, Tori. I got to see how wonderful you were… are. You were my everything, Tori. You are my everything. And without you…. Without you, I wouldn't be who I am. And with you not around, I would lose everything. Not just my parents or our former friends. But you. I didn't want to live in a life without you. Life's not worth living. So, I had to make a decision. One that I would grow up in. And that was you. The moment you die, I die. Because I can't deal without you. I had no friends, no family. No one. I didn't want to live without you….

Tori… I love you. Without you… Without you…" Tears started to well in his eyes. "You get me like no one else. You understand me. You respect me. You love me. No one has ever had that with me. When I was in that shed, I kept picturing what life would be like if we never happened after Yerba. If we got out of there and you weren't with me anymore. And I couldn't take it. I couldn't… I didn't want to live without you. Tori… i…

"I am so in love with you. Without you, there isn't me. There isn't this. What makes me me. I can't lose that. So, the only way for me not to lose that without you is…" His breath reached shallow levels. "Is not to live anymore. To not be alive. You're my life, Tori. Without you…"

Tears well in Tori's eyes. She leaned forward and kissed him. Allowing her lips to dance against his. Allowing herself to finally feel the pleasures she felt whenever her lips were on his lips. To finally feel whole again. To be with the one man that meant the world to her.

"I want you to promise me something, Robbie Shapiro." She told him shorty. Pulling away from him, but keeping her eyes locked on his. "If I die first, I want you to live. I want you to live for me. I want you to have a life. I want you to…"

"You are my life." He said simply.

"And you're mine." Tori told him. "But if I die. When I die… I want you to be happy. I want you to be have a life that…"

Robbie cut her off. "That can't happen, Tori. That…"

"No." She insisted. "I want this for you. I want you to be happy again. I want you to go on living without me."

He shook his head. "I can't do that… I can't. Please don't make me go on without you."

"C'mon…" Tori whispered. She got to her feet. "You and I are going to finally do something that we desperate need."

"What do we need?" Robbie asked, confused.

"We need to make love." She whispered back. "This… us… we can deal with after. We need to make love."

"Tori, this isn't our place. This is…"

"We're not making love here." She whispered back to him.

"Then where?" He asked.

"Come with me." Tori whispered back.

That being said, Tori led him out of the living room.

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TBC in Chapter 2 B.


	6. Chapter Two B

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Two B  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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"I didn't think I'd be here again." A whispered voice said as he pulled out a set of keys. Going from one to another, Robbie Shapiro quickly found the destined key. He placed it in the lock and was about to turn it when he suddenly felt himself being flipped.

And even before he could muster any sort of response, he soon felt two lips press hard on his. Sheer strength and passion was behind the new kiss as his fiancée slammed his body to the door. Keeping him pinned, and yet kissing him with hunger. A taste, and a desire that was both random and blissful.

Robbie tried to get the upper hand, and hopefully pull away, but he secretly was ecstatic that he was currently being kissed like there was no tomorrow. And as with each moment that went by, moans started to surface, filling the night sky as he continued being kissed by the woman of his heart's content.

It continued for a number of moments. Two sets of lips danced as passion continued to be sought out. A hunger, a desire, and a longing was finally being fulfilled as Tori Vega and Robbie Shapiro continued to usher in a initial appetizer of was destined within the building behind them at any moments.

"Open the door." Tori whispered in between kisses. Trying to finally get a move on what they were truly trying to achieve.

"I'm trying." He insisted. "But…you…kissing...me…"

"You…want…me…to…stop…" She said to him, keeping the two of them practically latched at the lips. Each word was interrupted by a kiss.

"God…No…" He stammered. His free hand trying to maneuver to the doorknob and open the door.

"Then...open…"

"I'm…trying…" He whispered. He was having a hard time with the fact that Tori just started poking her tongue into his mouth, fighting his for supremacy. With each swipe of her tongue, Robbie Shapiro had a hard time focusing on what he was trying to do. But was soon lucky enough that some congnition started function. Enough, that he started fingering the key within the lock finally being turned with success. It was on that moment when the door gave way, and Tori pressed her fiancée upon the door. Using the door to keep him in position. Kissing him all the while as well.

"Which way?" Tori stammered, finally having her tongue retreat back into her mouth.

"Upstairs." He replied, then kissed her again.

"Then go." She told him. Finally pulling away from, looking at the surroundings of the barren building. She soon heard the door being closed, and glanced back at her boyfriend. "Devour me." She whispered.

Robbie soon had a stupid grin plastered on his face. He pulled away from her lips, and grabbed her hand. He turned to his right and began sprinting up the steps. The whole time feeling Tori's excitement grew by the second.

"Which room?" She asked. Urgency in her voice.

"Here." He said to her. Opening the door, the two of them noticed the empty bed that awaited them. "C'mon." He pulled her to the bed, and threw her atop the comforter. Robbie watched as she started to pull the comforter down, exposing the purple sheets underneath. He jumped atop her a second later, forcing her attempts to take down the sheets on the bed to stop. He slammed his lips back on hers, trying to get to as much of his fiancée as possible. This time he was the one invading her mouth with his tongue; a rather flimsy attempt to level the playing field.

Moments passed as they continue to kiss. Robbie was soon on top as he rolled Tori onto her back. He sat up on his knees, and he reached the bottom of his shirt. With one quick motion, he threw his shirt off his body, allowing his bare chest to finally make its much needed appearance. His shoes followed shortly too, his feet kicking them off. He then went back down to Tori and kissed her again, trying to get as much of her as possible. "God,I want this…" He then soon started to take his hands and slid them underneath her blouse, trying his best to grope her toned body as well.

Tori soon felt his strong hands on her torso. His fingers creeping upward until they grazed her bra. They soon slid underneath the material, and reached what was obvious Robbie's goal. He started fondiling her breasts, cupping them. Only after unsnapping the bra from behind and pulling them out from under her shirt. He grinned as he saw the white laced material fly through the air and land in the pile of clothes that was developing.

"Let's make this easier," Tori whispered. He watched as she then took her hands and pulled off her blouse. Allowing himself to feel the wondrous sensation of his fingers caressing her light caramelized skin. Even taking the initiative to grasp her dark nipples as well.

"Oh Robbie!" She started to scream as he needed her breasts, pinching them, squeezing them, and even lick them as he started to wet her nipples with his tongue. "Oh God, yes!"

Robbie smiled as he started licking her bare skin, allowing him to feel the tenderness and the softness of her skin. He stopped licking, and returned to kissing. He placed a trail from her jawline until they reached the bare of her skin which led to her sternum. He pulled his lips off of her, and stopped caressing her breasts. Looking at his beloved, he flashed a knowing look. "I love the way you taste, Baby…"

Robbie then went down to Tori's jawline, and started to kiss a small pattern. A small trail until he reached her sternum. The whole time moans escaped her lips as she continued to feel just how wonderful Robbie truly was when it came to how he attacked her body, and how he always had the knack of ravishing her. Memories of tender moments flashed in her brain as Robbie continued to message her breasts. His lips left her sternum as they went back to her jawline; kissing the nape of her neck.

"Pants off…" He whispered. Tori nodded, and took the time to take one hand and unsnapped her jeans. Shimming out of them, she started to remove her pants. The whole time still feeling the sensation of Robbie kissing her nape. Having a hard time fighting off the moans that were escaping her lips.

And it was only mere moments until Tori kicked off her shoes, and she then flung off of her pants. Revealing the satin white panties that remained; the only piece of clothing that was left from her nude form.

"You really are beautiful." He whispered, pulling away from her neck. He then took his hands and took off his glasses. Placing them on the nightstand beside them, only to feel Tori unzipping his pants, and tossing them off of his body. His boxers being thrown off as well. Robbie already feeling the freedom the restricted shaft. "He's missed you too." And it was almost at that moment when Tori noticed just how erect his shlong already was she freed them from their boxer prison.

Tori smiled. "We've missed each other." She went to her panties and shimmied them off too. Using her strength, she twirled her body and rolled Robbie onto his back. She then started to kiss his lips, tasting his natural taste, consuming his natural flavor. Taking in all that made Robbie Shapiro Robbie Shapiro.

Robbie grinned at her comment. He then slightly slid down her body until his penis was able to line up to her opening. Repositioning himself, he lifted one leg and straddled over her relaxed form. He grabbed hold of Tori's shoulders and slid his member into her opening. Watching her eyes buldge from the moment of impact. Robbie grinned and bent down kissing her one moment, and then retreated back; just enough so that he could start pumping into her.

But even before he made the motion he looked down at Tori. Her hair sprawled over the pillow that rested her head. Her now chocolate orbs finally returned after their hiatus from before. Simply put, Tori was finally starting to look like herself. Like the moment when Robbie could look down at her features, and could only classify her look as the 'in love' look. Tori Vega was back, and she was going to be like this forever.

"I love you."

"I love you."

Robbie grinned, and slid his member inside her. Already allowing himself to feel her inner walls as he started to pull back out of her insides only to be replaced by pushing back. Pulling out and pushing in. Out, in, out, in, out, in. Each motion started to get more frequent as he continued his mission to satisfy his loving soon-to- be bride. With each motion, Robbie could feel himself starting to build. His shaft climbing in and out of her awaiting pussy. His cock sliding in her walls. Building from each slide. He was trying as hard as he could to hold himself in from exploiting. Because truth be told, he knew that one problem he had was that he could explode too soon. Not to mention that he wanted to remain the longest he could within Tori. To remain as whole as much as he could. So, biting his inner cheeks, he continued to pump, hoping that he could hold off as long as he could.

"Don't stop." Tori told him as he continued to thrust. "Don't."

"Don't plan to." He sheethed, trying to maintain the focus. "God… Tori… You're so…"

"Oh… God…. God…. Robbie…"

"Tight…" He smiled. "So… good…"

"Love me, Baby. Love me like there's no tomorrow."

"I can't… I…. Tori… I…"

"Fuck me." Her eyes closed as she continued to feel him thrust. "Fuck me now! Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck!"

"I'm trying… I'm trying!" Robbie yelled. Moaning between each pump. "God, you're beautiful."

"I'm yours!" Tori yelled. "I'm yours! I'm your Tori Shapiro!"

"Oh God!" Robbie screamed. "Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!" He yelled. And try as he might, he couldn't hold it in any longer. Robbie exploded. His head bucked back. "Oh God! So good!" Robbie groaned, and he fell limp.

Falling to his side. Robbie fell on the bed, and he collapsed. His eyes shut… "Wow… that… that…"

"Was amazing…" Tori finished. She turned to face him. "I forgot how good it could be between us."

Robbie let out a breath, and opened his eyes. He took his hand and went for Tori. Caressing her cheek, she smiled. "It's love. That's all it is."

"I love you, Robbie." She said sweetly.

"I love you, Tori." He returned. Robbie then let out a breath. "Coming here tonight was so needed."

"I knew it would be." Tori told him. She leaned over and kissed his lips. "And now we can do it as many times as we want."

When Tori said that comment, Robbie couldn't help but notice the wistful gleam in her eyes. Tori was happy. She was in bliss, and Robbie couldn't help but admire that. Tori Vega had a way about her that she could always find the light in situations. She was always the optimist. And as he looked at her with her glowing features, he knew the truth…

Behind every happy thought, and happy façade, Tori had darkness within her. She had pain. Sometimes it was her own doing, but allot of the time it was what happening around her. And she had a habit of being thrown into something that she had no control of. And what was happening to her… and to him now had to be taken care of. Robbie had always seen it as his goal in life to take care of Tori, to protect Tori, and to love Tori. He was her fiancée, and he would do anything to help her out. Even talk about something that he knew she didn't want to deal with. Especially now that she finally felt satisfied and safe.

"Robbie?" He heard. Robbie glanced at her. Looking at her questioning eyes, he could tell that she was worried about him.

"Hey…" He whispered to her.

She smiled, seeing him relax. "You alright?"

"Yeah…" Robbie said slowly. Knowing full well that Tori didn't take his rejected tone as the truth.

"Robbie…"

He let out a breath. "Yeah…"

"What's going on?"

And there it was. The concern. Tori always had Robbie's interest in heart. He may of always had concern for her, but she always had concern for him.

"We need to talk." He told her simply.

"I know…" Tori told him honestly. "So… Robbie Shapiro… you got the girl of your dreams, in your parents' bed, just having sex… what do you want to talk about?"

"Our future." He said simpy.

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TBC in 2C


	7. Chapter Two C

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Two C  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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"C'mere." The one man that held her heart said. He took the glasses off the night stand and placed them on his face. Robbie Shapiro turned to his right, and watched as his fiancée made her to him. He wrapped his arms around her. Her head finding a resting place on chest. He held her close to his chest. Creating the cocoon that he knew she loved so much. And truth be told, he loved it too.

It was no secret that Tori didn't love being wrapped in his arms. She practically melted into his embrace the first time he took hold of her. The simplicity and the elegance that came with the simple union between the two souls was a feeling that Robbie Shapiro never wanted to let go. To actually have someone in his life equally love, respect, and cherish. To have someone not be thrown off by his awkwardness or simply creep out by his body statue, was a mind blowing fact within itself.

Simply put.

Tori Vega loved being held within his arms. Of him holding her close, allowing her to see and be near him. It was a feeling Robbie fell in love with from the initial moments of their relationship.

Robbie lowered his head and kissed her crown. "Comfy?"

"Completely…" Tori said with a smile. All her issues melted away as held her. True, she knew that she and him were going to discuss something so crucial. But she wouldn't move from this spot. Because she knew this is the one place where she can feel the most safe, protected, and loved. Not to mention that if she was still enough, and if it was calm enough, she could hear the most calming sound. The beating of the heart of her beloved.

"Good." He told her with a smile. "Now…" He stammered. Feeling the complications already getting ready to rise. "How is this going to work?"

Tori sighed. She closed her eyes, taking in everything she could do at that moment. Trying to take as much of him as she could. "I…. I… don't know."

"Ok…" He said slowly. Not liking her response. But it was easy to see how it would be her reply to the question. "We'll figure this out. We're two teenagers…" He looked at his fiancée. "Right? Two teenagers."

"Right." Tori admitted.

"Ok…" He said with a whispered tone. "Ok… so… we're two teenagers. And we're trying to actually become theoritcally independent. And by independent, I mean people who have a place to live, have jobs… have lives. Be…"

"Adults." Tori clarified.

"Adults…" He stammered. "Adults…" A breath escaped his lips. "How do we this? I mean, I get that we're only sixteen. I get that we're young. Without any parent supervision."

Tori pulled around of his grasp. She turned around and leaned on her side. Her back facing the wall. Tori leaned on arm, and caressed his cheek with her other. Trying to remain as much as in contact with him as possible. "We'll figure this out.."

He moved his face forward and kissed her lips briefly. "I know…" Pulling back, he took his hand pulled Tori's palm off of his cheek. He then held it tightly, and allowed both of their hands connected. "I just… I just don't know what to do."

"I don't know either." She said to him in urgency. "I mean, I've heard the stories my dad told Trina and me growing up. About how people were forced to grow up on the street. How they lost their homes, and how they became homeless. Always begging others for food, shelter… clothes…"

Robbie couldn't help but gulp when he heard this…

"We're doomed…"

Tori shook her head. "No. We're not. We can do this. We just got to figure out how. If we can survive Yerba, if we can survive by only living for each other, then we can do this. I believe in you, Robbie. I believe in us."

Robbie couldn't help but smile at her statement. "Right. Ok. So, what do two teenagers need in order to survive? What do we need?"

Tori took her hand that held Robbie's and brought it to her lips. She kissed his knuckles. "We need…" She said slowly. "We need a place to live. We need to find somewhere so we don't have to live on the street…"

"...Which means…" Robbie started to clarify. "We need money." His eyes started to close when he made that comment. But they only widened a second later when it hit him. "We got money. My inheritance. We can use that!" He grinned after he made that remark.

Tori looked at his sudden joy, but then let out a breath. "Robbie… I don't think we can use that."

He looked at her strangely, "What? Tori, it's money. Money that Grandma Ruth gave to me."

"Robbie, Baby. We can't. A, it is your money. I'm not denying that. But we got to think of reality here. The moment we take money out, or the moment either one of use our Debit cards, or any electronics with our actual names, then my dad can find us. He is a cop. He can track us down in no time, and then we'd definitely be dragged back to the house. And then, we'll never hear the end of this. Not to mention that we would most likely finally be separated. And both Mom and Dad know that I'm cured. There's no reason for us to be in the same room anymore. We'd never get the chance to be together again."

Robbie sighed. Tori was right. "So… that means no paper trail."

"Right." She told him. She sat up. Sitting Indian style, she soon felt the sheets slide down her back. Her arms then rested upon her kneecaps. Her fingers tracing small patterns on the mattress. Hoping she could come up with an idea.

Robbie let out a breath. "Ok…" He sat up as well. But rather than trace patterns on the mattress with his fingers, he held her hand. "So… we need money. Money that can't be traced…"

"Which means…" Tori said in a whispered tone. "Robbie Shapiro and Tori Vega are going to disappear for a while. We can't use our names, or any connection to our former lives. We're going to have to go off the radar…"

"Ouch…" Robbie supplied. "So… basically, 'Witness Protection.'"

"In a sense… yeah…" She said, her eyes on the mattress. Pulling them up, she looked at her fiancée. "We're going to leave LA. Change our names. And find a way to get a job. The whole time still being sixteen too. There's allot we're going to have to do."

"Wow…" Robbie admitted. "We really are going to need to figure this out." He let out a sigh. "And we just now started to make things right. We're friends with Jade again. Andre's on the verge… assuming we can make it work… and Cat…"

"In jail…" She said solemnly. She let out a small chuckle as she let the reality hit her. "If things were different… I'd swear she deserved it. But… now… it all seems so small. I mean, sure we have our issues with Cat. But we could theoretically work them out. And finally become friends again…"

Robbie dropped his hand from Tori's. She looked at him in confusion. But rather than question it, he framed her face and kissed her once more. "There's the Tori I know. There's the Tori that knows how to let grudges go."

Tori smiled at her boyfriend. "Too bad it took this long for me to realize this…"

"It's okay…" He told her. "We can do this…" He kissed her again. "We just gotta figure out how…"

Tori nodded, knowing he was right.

"We need help."

"But from where?" She asked. "And who? I mean, we can't go to Andre with this. We already took too much from him. And besides, he doesn't have that type of help. None of our friends do…" She said to him.

"There is one person…" He said to her. Not believing he didn't think of that person yet.

"Who?" She asked, not getting what he was suggesting.

"Here…" He took out his phone and went through the numbers.

"Robbie…" Tori told him in a knowing tone. "We can't use our phones."

"But we can use the LAN line." He took the phone from his dad's nightstand. "And we'll call this person. Who will get in touch with the person we need."

"You think he'll help us?" She asked.

"After what Zoey told me about what he did for us just before we hit the hospital, then yeah. I think he will…"

Robbie was right. He definitely had a side of him that had proven to be a great friend.

Logan Reese was going to help them.

At least they hoped so.

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TBC in Chapter 3.

And yes, I know there is more for them to talk about, but we really need to get to a parent chapter. Plus, it would be a great lead-in to chapter 5.


	8. Chapter Three A

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: 3 A  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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"Tori!"

No answer. She opened the door, and tried again.

"Tori!"

Again, no answer.

"Tori Vega! Come back here!"

When no answer was coming, Holly closed the door behind her and looked at the hall that her daughter ran down all but moments ago. Holy Vega began to sprint down the hallway herself, hoping she could catch sight and stop this madness that was surely about to happen.

But as she reached the corner, Holly turned around the bend and her daughter vanished. Slowing down her pace, she walked down trying to get any glimpse of her youngest. Glancing at windows that were built into doors along the way. Even going as far as going inside the women's restroom and even the men's; both of which was a no-show.

Tori Vega was gone.

"Dammit. Tori…" She whispered. Taking out her phone, she quickly dialed her husband. If anyone was going to be helping her, it would be him. Normally she would try and call Tori first, but judging by how the conversation ended, she knew Tori would not answer any call from her mother.

"Holly?" She heard from the phone. Looking at the screen, she noticed she must of dialed his number absent-mindedly. David Vega was her 'go-to'' guy when it came to crucial matters. "Holly?"

"She's gone, David." Holly said quickly.

"Who's gone? Holly? What's going on?"

"Tori. Our daughter. She left. She's gone." Fear in her voice, tears brimming her eyes. Her heart beating a million miles a minute.

"Holly, what? What's going on?" He asked, his voice growing impatient. "What happened?"

And with that, Holly Vega detailed the story about what happened within the last hour of their visit to the doctor. She told him about everything after the doctor stitched her head up to the moment that he left the two women alone to go to another appoint. Not to mention the way it ended between them.

"So she just up and left?" David asked.

"I told you what happened, David." Holly told him.

"I know you did." He replied. His voice was stern. "But I need to know the specifics. If we're going to get her back, I need to know everything. Like how was she feeling. How was she coping? How did you word everything that you said?"

"David, our daughter ran away. She's gone. I mention her blindness when it came to Robbie and she lost it. She upright lost it."

David let out a sigh. "Y'know it's always fragile with them, Holly. Whenever you question their feelings or their attachment to the other, they go in full defense mode and lose all sense of reason."

"That doesn't justify what happened, David." Holly growled. "That doesn't give comfort and rational thought. You know how stubborn she gets. What happened just now is possibly the worse-case scenario of what could possibly happen. Our daughter just left and she upright has it high in her mind that she won't ever come back."

"Holly, I've seen this a number of times." He told her, trying to reason. "Being a cop, I've seen a number of girls who run away who return home that night. Once they realize that they can't deal with the 'real world' then she'll come back. The moment I go publicly looking for her, then it can be run for national coverage. And that, we don't need."

"Don't give me any of that police talk, David." Holly told him sternly. "Tori just left. And I'm guessing she's going to get in touch with Robbie rather soon. And once she gets a hold of him, then who knows where they'll go."

"Ok… look Holly. I'll tell you what I'll do. The whole 'waiting 48 hours' is a myth. But I won't lose my head over this. Once I finish here then we'll figure this out. Until then, go home. If Tori has any sense then she'll know she can't cope out there."

"And you really think that's going to work, David?" Holly questioned. "You really think that she'll just come home like that?"

David let out a breath, and thought for a moment. "Ok, then how about this. She'll come home if we get our hands on Robbie first. Once we have him, and she doesn't, she'll come running back to the house. We'll use their relationship against them."

Holly relaxed when he came up with that idea. "That could work."

"Good." He told her. "Just go home and I'll bring Robbie to you. He's finishing up his statement and then we'll head back. We're just about done here."

Holly nodded, hoping that was the case. And she had to admit, having Robbie with them would be the best way to deal with this problem…

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"Oh my God, Jade. What are you doing?"

She turned around upon the comment, and placed her finger on her lips. Shaking her head, she returned back to what she was doing. Climbing to her feet very slowly, she kept her eyes forward. Trying her best to remain inconspicuous.

Time stood still as she took her hand and placed it on the counter that she was hiding behind. Raising up, she very gingerly reached for a clipboard. But as she was about to have her fingers graze upon the contents on the clipboard, she quickly recoiled when she heard a sudden noise.

Ducking once more, she waited until the obstacle passed. When it did, she rose again, and allowed her hand to reach across the counter once more. This time, her hand reached the clipboard. This time, her fingers grabbed the plastic baggie. Smiling to herself, she pulled the bag she left the counter and joined the source of her recent intrusion.

"What did you do?"

Jade grabbed her hand and pulled her away from van, and toward an open area where the police were cleaning up the yellow tape from earlier that day.

"I took back what's mine, Lola." She opened the bag, and withdrew her scissors.

"You can't take back evidence." Lola pointed out.

"Do you really want to get into this now?" She smirked. "Lola, you're new to this. But trust me, you don't want to get into an argument with me. I'll win every time."

"Really?" Lola asked, not believing her claim.

"You really want to try this?" Jade gave her a stern glare.

Lola let out a sigh. If anything that her time within the jewelry store heist taught her, getting into a fight with Jade West could last a long time, and then she'd never hear the end of that.

And that, was not what she needed to go through.

"All I want to do is get Robbie, go meet up with Tori's dad, and finally get out of here. At this point, I just want to get back to PCA tomorrow. I'm done. I need a vacation from this vacation."

Jade smirked. "Welcome to life at Hollywood Arts. It's never boring." She thought for a second. "As for Shapiro… um… you're not going to be able to get a hold of him."

"What happened now?" Lola asked, annoyed that yet another issue arose.

"I dunno if I should tell you." Jade said in a lower tone. Giving the scene around them a once over, she made sure the coast was clear. Satisfied, she added. "Something happened. And if I tell you, you might be asked about something you don't want to know about."

"What?" Lola asked. Shocked. "What happened?"

"Are you sure you want to know? Once you do, there is no turning back. if asked, you're going to have to lie. And I don't know if you can actually pull off a successful lie."

The tone in Jade's voice wasn't the usually smart-alecky tone. It was actually straight to the point, and determined.

"I can lie, Jade." She defended herself. "It is one of the skills of being an actress."

"Y'know, for someone who wants to be an actress, I'm surprised you didn't get into Hollywood Arts." She said matter-of-factly.

"It wasn't in the cards." She said honestly. "I wanted to come there, but my parents said the acting classes at PCA was just enough for me right now." She shook her head, clearing her mind. This wasn't the time to get into something like this. "Just tell me what's going on, Jade."

"Fine…" She said slowly. "Robbie and Tori left home. They're no longing living at the house. "

"What?"

"They're gone." She said simply. "And for the time being, they're not coming back. And you can't tell Mr. and Mrs. Vega anything. They're going to ask you if you know anything. You can't let them know that you even know what I just told you. So, prove to me you are an actress, Lola Martinez. Prove to me, for the sake of our friends, that you don't know anything."

Lola just stared at her…

"You think you can do that?"

"Oh, Lola, Jade…" Jade turned around and saw David Vega approaching them. "You see Robbie around? I need to talk to him…"

Lola was going to find out if she was a good actress once and for all.

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"We lost him."

"What?" Holly yelled into the phone.

"Robbie's gone, Holly. He was here one moment, and then gone the next."

She immediately sprung up from the couch an hour later after she initially talked with her husband. "What do you mean you lost him?"

"I don't know." David replied. "After we talked, I went for the girls and they told me where Robbie was. I went to where they said he would be, and he was gone. Robbie's gone."

"Great…" She whispered and slumped back into the couch. "I guess that means Tori got a hold of him."

"That makes the most sense." He pointed out over the phone. "And if Tori does have Robbie, then she really does have her mind set on not coming back."

"Which is what I told you, David." Holly reminded him. "I told you that she was going to be gone for good. But did you listen? No. You said we get Robbie back, and then we get Tori back. But now we don't have any of them."

"So what do you want me to do?" He asked, anger finally starting to rise. "Are you really blaming this on me?"

"You are the one who said to follow your plan, David. And because we did, Tori's gone. Robbie's gone. And who knows what's going to happen."

"So what are you trying to say, Holly?" He asked, trying to get her point of view. "Are you saying this is my fault? We both know that questioning either Tori or Robbie about their relationship leads to trouble. ESPECIALLY when our daughter was just nearly raped!"

"They need to learn that the world doesn't revolve around them, David. They can't keep living in Yerba and thinking because of their shared jail-time they can cut off the whole world."

"I'm coming home now, Holly. We need to talk about this."

Then David Vega hung up the phone.

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TBC in Chapter 3B


	9. NEWS

Hi Guys! I just wanted to drop you a line. No. I haven't forgotten about this series. The reason why there hasn't been a recent update was because I was in the hospital. I just got out yesterday, and I am trying to make a comeback with the next chapter. So something new should come out in a few days hopefully. But until then, I just wanted to explain my absence. To put it simply, I was in the hospital and I just got out. I feel allot better now. So, like I said. I hope to have something come out rather soon. At least something new by the end of the week.

And to let you know, as a few of new, I have been trying to come up with something new non-boundverse too. I'm hoping for something new. But a return of something old could happen too. Girl Meets World has proven to be enjoyable and I am hoping that it will help fuel the old 'Positive Thinking' juices flowing too.

So, while there is no NEW update now. Do know something new is hopefully on the verge of creation. Until then, this is Jonathan signing off.

And before I let you go, I do want to say that I really do appreciate all the people who have stayed with my works over the years. It really is appreciated, and I hope you continue to read my new writings.

Also... if you are interested in a Victorious/Girl Meets World crossover, let me know. I might try to work something out. Either that, or any other crossover. Let me know if you want to see Tori, Robbie, and Jade mix with another fandom.

Thanks again,

Jonathan 


	10. Chapter Three B

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Three B  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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David Vega put the car in park. He let out a sigh, and turned off the car. Turning to his left, he looked at one of his passengers. Jade West. A girl that had proven to be a thorn in the side of his daughter's, and even Robbie's side over the years. But because today's circumstances, he couldn't help but offer the young woman a ride.

It was the last thing he could do.

"Jade… I…"

"Look, Mr. Vega." She interrupted the cop. "Um… thanks…" She unbuckled herself and opened the car door. She glanced back at Tori's dad. And even if she knew that Mr. Vega played an integral part of her rescue, and even if she finally befriended both Tori and reconnected with Robbie, she couldn't let him know, or anyone know that her old behavior changed. "What happened with Tori and Robbie… it sucks. And I hope you get them back, but…" Jade let out a breath. "Thanks…"

That said, she gave Lola a knowing glance which only got answered with a silent nod. She looked bad at David Vega and gave him an unspecifically neutral glance. "Thanks…"

Jade closed the door and headed back to her house.

David let out a breath. He didn't expect anything less. Glancing at Lola, he asked, "Are you sure you don't know anything about what happened with Robbie and Tori?"

And her heart broke. David Vega had all the classic symptoms of a concerned father. Pain came from his voice, grief, sadness. All the classic emotions that would transpire from something like the unannounced departure of his youngest daughter and his pseudo-adoptive son. Lola wanted to let him know that she did know the truth of what happened. But like Jade told her. If she really wanted to help Tori and Robbie right now, she can't let anyone know what was going on. "I don't…" Her voice was laced in concern. "I'm sorry…"

"That's okay…" He said simply. He turned back to the driving wheel and was about to start the ignition.

"Um… Mr. Vega?" Lola said, bringing his attention back to the young woman. "I… tomorrow… I have to go back to PCA. I mean, if I could, I would stay… but…"

David interrupted her. "It's okay, Lola. I'm glad you were able to able to come. And I'm glad that Tori and Robbie had you to come to while they were at PCA and even here. What's going on now is not affecting any way my wife and I feel about you. You are a concerned friend, and as soon as we hear anything about them, we'll let you know."

"Thanks…" Lola whispered as he turned back to the wheel and reignited the ignition. She watched as he put the car in reverse and drove back to the Vega house in silence.

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Holly Vega let out a breath as she collapsed on the couch.

The waiting was aggravating.

After David hung the phone up on her, she was left with nowhere to go. It had been a great amount of time since she last talked with him, and still nothing, She wanted to talk to her husband, but he wouldn't hear it. So, he just hung up on her. Holly tried to call back,, but whenever she tried to get in touch with him, he would ignore her call and it would leave her with no conclusion to their recent conversation.

So, the only thing that she could do now was wait until he got home. Which also meant that since she never got him on the phone again, she didn't know when that would be. Not to mention, that the departure of her children was still fresh on her mind. All four of them. Tori and Trina were gone. Robbie was conjoined to Tori she fathomed, and Sarah was actually back at PCA. All four of them. Even the children that she didn't create…

Holly Vega was in a state of uncertainty .

"Mom…"

With the constant growing of confusion, Holly Vega had no recollection of putting out a call to her eldest…

"Mom…" The voice tried again. This time, the octave was slightly higher. "Mom?"

Trina's voice finally broke her out of the vastly approaching turmoil she was facing. "Trina?"

"Mom… are you okay?" She asked, concerned.

Due to the constant despair of her neglection, Holly lost all track of time. "When did I call you?" She asked herself, trying to figure out the moment when she actually did dial her daughter. Her eyes narrowed in frustration, trying to remember how this happened. But all she got back was a wave of confusion.

"Mom…" Her voice said slowly over the phone.

She shook her head. "I'm sorry, Trina." Clarity started to finally come through; albeit slowly. Holly let out a breath… "God…" Holly whispered. "When did this get so fucked up?"

"Fucked up?" The voice asked, shocked. Especially when it came from the lips of her mother.

"Tori gone… Robbie gone… you're gone…" Her voice listed, still in the same tone. "This family is falling apart…"

"Mom!" Trina shouted. Snapping her mother out of her funk. "What are you talking about? What happened? Aunt Sonya told me that Tori and Robbie left. I wanted to call earlier, but I was busy with the chores. It was too much today too. Shaving sheep… herding cattle…"

"Trina…" Holly said, bringing herself into focus. Taking a look at her watch, she finally noticed the time. "It's been two hours, Trina. Two hours since we lost Tori and Robbie."

"How could you lose them?" Trina asked. Fear starting to enter her frame of mind.

"It all started…"

Trina interrupted her. "I mean, I talked to Tori this morning… she seemed fine then…."

"Tori called you?" She asked, shocked. Dropping the last thought she was trying to make. "What she say?"

"She seemed okay, Mom. She told me about getting engaged to Robbie. She told me that they were putting the actual wedding off until much later…" And then something sparked in her mind as she relayed this morning's events. "She did call me because she felt something bad was going to happen."

"Something bad…" Holly whispered. That would explain why Tori was so off this afternoon.

"You don't think leaving home is what she meant, do you?" Trina asked. "When we talked, leaving home was the farthest thing from her mind.

"I don't know. It could be…" She said softly. "Or it could be the fact that she and the others were held hostage." Letting out that remark, she couldn't help but remember what her husband said earlier too…

One thing Trina didn't need to know about…

"Wow, Tori really got screwed up today, huh?" Trina stated simply. "Her and Robbie…"

"And they both ran away…"

Trina let out a breath… "And I thought I had it bad…"

Holly was lost in thought that she failed to notice the door opening. Her eyes lost focus on what she had last thought and was unaware of the door opening behind her. "Holly?"

Holly turned around and noticed her husband standing in front of her. Behind him, Lola could be seen ascending the stairs as well. "Are you okay?" When she didn't answer, he took the phone from his wife. Bringing it to his ear, he greeted, :"Hello?"

"Dad. What's going on? I was talking to mom and then it all went silent…"

David looked at his wife who just stared in front of her. "Um, Trina… I'll call you back…" He then hung up. "Holly?"

Holly Vega glanced back at her husband. "Are you okay?"

"They're gone…" Holly finally said.

"I know, Baby…" He confirmed. David took his hand and made his way to the couch. "Tori and Robbie are gone. And we will get them back."

"But how?" She asked. "We have no idea where they are. Trina, Lola… Beck… Sarah. None of them know."

"We also have one thing that we are not focusing on." Holly looked at him in confusion.

"They're teenagers. They can't do much on their own. They could possibly find a place to sleep tonight. They could even try to make a go at this. But once they use their phones, once they use anything electronic, we can track them. Then, we can get them." He told her. "I'm a cop. I can get my whole unit looking for them. They're not going to get far."

She sighed, finally getting a satisfactory answer. "This whole thing, David. This whole thing…. It's…"

"Batshit crazy." He chuckled.

Holly smirked. "Trina made me realize something when we were talking. Tori, Robbie… yes they keep attaching to Yerba. But we aren't thinking about what's been going on post Yerba.:"

David nodded…. "Tori's sanity…"

"Robbie's parents, getting kicked out of Hollywood Arts, going to separate schools, hospital visits, being held hostage, Tori's near rape… and that's just the stuff we know of. I'm sure there is more to what they're going through." Holly clarified. "No wonder they latch on to each other…"

"Constant fights with your parents…" Holly snapped her face around.

"David, they have to realize that they can't keep focusing on each other. That they can't block out the world. They have to…"

"They need help." He told her. "Help that you and I can't give them. Help that doesn't separate them either. Sure, they need to understand the danger they keep putting themselves in. But together, they can still get the help. And just hope that they can learn to deal with the lives they want to live. Just together."

Holly sighed…

"I know…"

"And I'll track them down. They can't get far." David told her.

"Let's just hope so…"

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TBC in Chapter 4

I'm sorry this took too long to get out. And even if it appears too short, but I wanted to get a parents chapter done before we head back to the RORI Goodness. I love writing those two crazy kids together. It makes their chapters so much easier to write.

It's just sometimes it takes too long to write non RORI chapters. I hope this doesn't happen again in the future. If it does, I'll try to keep those chapters more determined to be written.

Thanks for reading.

Jonathan


	11. Chapter Three C

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Three C  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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Two brown eyes snapped open.

A deep breath was taken as a man pulled himself into a sitting position. "Oh God…" He whispered to himself as he sat upon his bed. Looking at the room in front of him, he took in the darkness that surrounded him. The only light that could be seen was the flashing digits of the clock on his night stand. Taking the clock in his hand, he looked at the time. "3: 43," he said to himself, surprised that he found himself waking up at the ungodly hour.

He took the sheets that were upon his body, and tossed them aside. Swinging his feet, he placed them on the floor, and his arms rested upon his open lap. "Damn…" He whispered again. "I can't believe I didn't think of that before…"

"Think of what?" He suddenly heard from behind him. Turning his head slightly, he noticed as his wife started to pull herself into a sitting position. "David?"

David looked at his wife and let out a breath. "The heist. The way it ended…"

"What happened, David?" Holly asked, any remnant of sleep was soon discarded as she looked at her husband.

"Ryan had a gun on Robbie." He started. "He practically had it at point-blank. And if Robbie didn't have Jade's scissors, I never would've gotten the chance that I had…"

"What chance?" Holly asked, already growing concern from the tone in her husband's voice.

"I killed him, Holly. I had my gun, and shot him." He looked at her with her sad eyes. "And I'm not sad I did that. I did what I had to do. If I didn't, then he probably would've killed Tori and Robbie. I had to do it…"

"I know…" Holly whispered… She placed a hand on his opened palm. He closed his hand around hers.

"And I've killed people before. I've done it twice. Once at that drug bust a few years back, and the other during the Winston fiasco. And each time it never got any easier."

"I remember…" Holly told him. "I remember both times, and they both hit home. You were a wreck. Especially the first time. And like you suggested, we never told the girls…"

David nodded… "We didn't want the girls to worry. They didn't have to know about how dangerous my job was. I didn't want them to have to worry nightly about their father. Putting that thought in their head, who could ever see what would happen…" He let out a sigh. "I don't know if it would drive Tori to have her 'imaginary friends' come sooner or not. And Trina might have had a different reaction…"

"I know, Baby…." Holly whispered. She moved across the bed and sat next to her husband. He then felt his wife place her head on his shoulder. "It was rough…" Letting out a breath, "But I gotta ask you… why are you bringing this up?"

David looked at her. "Tori, Holly. Tori didn't have a response. She just stared absentmindly. It took Robbie to break her out of her funk per usual… but neither did Robbie. They both watched me kill that asshole. And nothing…"

Holly sighed, knowing full well where her husband was coming from. "I get it, David…"

"I mean… I understand that Tori went through a horrible incident. I get that she was almost raped, and I get that Robbie went full 'Tori Protection.'" He let out a sigh… "But that was ten hours ago. Robbie was with me for two hours, and Tori was with you. Neither of them had any remorse or reaction to what happened. It didn't phase them…" David pulled away from Holly's head; still keeping her in his sight. "It meant nothing. That is not a normal response. You see your father kill a man. You see it right in front of their eyes, and they don't flinch…

"They did nothing…"

He glanced at his wife. "You question Tori's attitude about what happened, and she upright left. You questioned her motives, and her thought process… "

"We went over this, Baby." Holly confirmed.

"But what we didn't realize is Tori and Robbie are obsessed with each other. They are down-right dangerous. Tori gets taken away from the room, and rather than Robbie getting me to help pull her out, he goes back inside after he got Lola and Jade out of there. He went in, not caring what could happen to him. He could've gotten himself killed…"

Holly nodded, understanding his thought process. "Tori said something too before she left." David looked at her. "She said the moment she dies, Robbie dies…" Tears started to well in her eyes. "They are letting reality… David…"

"They're obsessed." He said lightly. "Truly obsessed. And if they…"

Holly just stared at her husband, waiting for him to say something…

"Tori's fragile, Holly. Robbie too… Given the opportunity, given the motivation… given the…"

"David…" Holly tried, tried to get a full response…

"They could do more harm to themselves then good." He replied. "They theoretically, in order to protect their 'ideal of love,' do something drastic."

"David…"

He let out a sigh…

"They could end up killing each other…"

Holly just stared at him…

"Being a cop… Seeing how teenagers think about these concepts… Seeing just how obsessed they could get…" He paused for a second… "They could…"

Holly shook her head, and pulled her hand free. Getting to her feet, she looked at him with concerned eyes. "David! That's crazy!"

He looked up as his wife went across the room and grabbed hold of a bathrobe that was resting upon a chair. She quickly wrapped around herself and looked at her husband. "That's insane!"

"Is it?" David asked, getting to his feet, watching his wife starting to head for the door.

"This is not 'Romeo &amp; Juliet!" She grabbed hold of the door knob. "Tori would never kill herself thinking Robbie was dead!"

"Wouldn't she?" He asked, getting his feet and pursuing her across the room. "You said sredit yourself. Tori told you the moment that she dies, he dies. What's so different from killing herself if he dies?"

"David!" She yelled, pulling the door open, and flipping on the light switch next to her upon the wall. "Tori would never do that!"

"Will you stop this?!" David yelled, following his wife. "Will you listen to me?"

She snapped her head back to him. "Do you honestly think that Tori or Robbie would ever do something like that?" Holly stormed forward. "Do you?"

"This is Tori Shapiro we're talking about!" Holly glared at him. "Tori Shapiro. Not the Tori Vega that we raised. Yeah, she looks like our daughter, and she sounds like our daughter, but she isn't our daughter!"

Holly glared at him. "How can you say that!?" She then started to descend the stairs, making her way to the kitchen.

"Because if she was still Tori Vega, then she would not be acting like this. She would be cool, collected, doing well in school, and not thinking with her vagina!" He yelled.

"David Vega!" She growled. "How can you say that?"

He let out a breath… "Because it's the truth…" He took a seat on the couch. "Because I saw the footage..."

"Footage…" Holly said. "What footage?"

"The footage from the room Tori, Robbie, Jade, and Lola was in." He shook his head. "I saw what happened. I saw Tori make her way to Jade and kiss her. She kissed her on the lips, and then broke down…"

Holly just stared at him…

"Tori's a sexpot." He said simply. "If Robbie didn't throw his arms around her, if he didn't act fast, then who knows what I would've seen…"

"Oh God…" Holly whispered, taking a seat beside him.

"She isn't our little girl anymore…" He said calmly. David looked at Holly. "She's Robbie's girl. And now that they're alone…" Tears welled in his eyes. "She's gone…"

"Alone…" Holly whispered.

"Willing to die for each other…" He said to her. "Which means…"

Holly looked at her husband… "Which means that Tori could very well kill Robbie if she needed to."

He nodded. "They're not thinking with their heads anymore. They're thinking with lust, passion, and emotion. They're thinking too much like…"

"Romeo &amp; Juliet…"

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TBC in Chapter 4


	12. Chapter Four A

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Four A  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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Tori Vega let out a breath as she watched her fiancée go into the bathroom. While the concept of taking a shower together was brought up. It was quickly diminished because truth be told, if they did take a shower together, some wet naked fun would happen. And they didn't have the time to fully explore the wet freedom of their love.

So, Tori left Paul and Rachel's room, and went to explore the rest of the house. It was a sad fact that ever since she knew Robbie, she had yet to visit Robbie's house. And when she even processed that, she couldn't help but realize that if she did visit his house all those years ago, who knows how their relationship would've changed. If she truly did get the chance to visit Robbie's house, would she ever actually see the ramifications of his former living situation. Would she ever see just how cruel his parents and even his sister were to him? Or would they play it as if nothing was going on and she would never of seen the truth. That behind it all, Robbie Shapiro was in pain all those years, and he had no one to turn to.

Robbie really did have a fucked up life.

It wasn't fair. It really wasn't. Robbie never should have had all that going for him. He never should've had parents and a sister ridicule him. He should of never grown up this way with no real friend backing him or helping him.

Robbie really was screwed up all those years…

Tori sighed, and placed a hand on the grey wallpaper upon the hallway. Her fingers traced lazily patters as she descended down the hallway. Her newly reawakened chocolate orbs went from door-to-door; counting them. Awaiting until she reached the fifth door which she knew from Robbie that was his bed room.

It wasn't until a few more seconds when she did reach his room. Opening the door, her eyes laid upon the empty room. It was pretty bare. Part of room was actually well put together. A made bed, an organized desk, two Galaxy Wars posters, and even some magazines stacked on a chair. But on the other side of the room? Complete disaster. Clothes thrown everywhere, half opened boxes, and even some dirty laundry sitting in a bin…

It was a room of complete confusion and chaos…

Tori turned around and noticed three shelves and a piece of furniture. Not to mention a closed closet. Crossing the room, her eyes scanned over the shelves. Among the items were a few stacked books, some Galaxy Wars action figures, and a number of pictures that rested upon the shelf. Tori made her way across the room and glanced over each picture as she reached the shelf in question. Among the pictures was one of his parents and his sister, another picture was of the boys, him, Andre, and Beck. One picture of Cat and himself sat beside it. Jade's photo was of herself. Trina actually had a photograph of herself too. But that left one question…

…

Where was she?

Sure… there were times when he and her didn't get along. And there were times when they even couldn't stand to be in the same room… But… but… they always made up in the end. Right? Tori always considered Robbie Shapiro a friend… and she thought he saw her as one too…

They really were friends, right? She always thought so…

Tori didn't understand what was happening…

Why didn't she have a picture?

"Give a man a heart attack, why don't you?"

"What?" Tori asked, finally seeing Robbie looking at her. He had a wide grin on his face. "Robbie?" Her face

"You." He answered. "You. Your naked self. Standing idly in my room. My God, can you be anymore hot?"

Tori couldn't help but smirk. Her recent discovery of a lacked photograph disappeared as she reflected on Robbie's comment. "You've seen me naked before."

Robbie made his way over to her. A towel wrapped around his waist. But he wasn't focusing on that. His arms wrapped around her shoulders, his brown pools shining brightly at her chocolate orbs. "Tori, I've seen you enough times that I could close my eyes and still see your beautiful body in front of me. I can see everything. Down to the detail of the small birthmark just above your hip.

"Robbie…" Tori relished in joy. He leaned in and kissed her lips. He pulled back, and smiled. "Why are you finding this moment so 'wow worthy…'?"

He grinned. "Because I finally have you in my bedroom. After all this time, this is the first time you've seen it. " He chuckled slightly. "And you're not running away either. This is so not the way I thought you would react to being in my bedroom."

"I'm your fiancée, Robbie Shapiro. I'm going to be your wife. There is no way I would run away from you." She told him, matter-of-factly.

He sighed, letting out a breath. "I know…" He glanced down at the rug for a second, and then glanced back at her. "But if this was before Yerba… then…"

"I would not run away from Robbie Shapiro." She told him. "Sure, we didn't get along all the time, but I wouldn't up and leave you." She leaned in and kissed him. "Even if this was before Yerba, I wouldn't run away from you."

Robbie sighed, and smiled. "You're definitely not like Cat or Jade then…"

Tori showed a confused look. "Cat's been here."

"And so has Jade." Robbie confirmed. "But neither of them have been naked."

"Oh…" Tori said, understanding his remark. But when she heard that, she couldn't help but remember her last question. "But I gotta ask you something…"

"What?" Robbie asked, confused.

"Why isn't there a picture of me on your shelf?" He looked at her, perplexed.

"What do you mean?"

"On your shelf." He turned around and noticed the shelf in question. And he saw the number of pictures. They all seemed to be in order… "There's no picture of me. I mean, I get that we weren't always close… But… I mean, you even have a picture of Trina… where's mine?"

Robbie couldn't help but chuckle. "Um… I think the answer your looking for is in my drawer by my bed…"

"Your drawer?" Tori asked.

"Take a look." Tori looked at him strangely. But she didn't see any reason not to question his suggestion. Opening his drawer, she couldn't help but notice a framed picture within the dresser drawer. Taking her hand, she bent down and picked it up. "Why's it in your drawer?"

"Um…." He started… "Remember in Yerba… when I told you that I liked you from the moment I saw you…"

"Yeah…" Tori said, uncertain where he was going.

"Well… sometimes… I would your photo to…"

"To what?" She asked, confused.

He winced, "Masturbate…" Tori just stared at him, wide-eyed. "I would use your picture to jack off…" He let out a breath… "You were the unattainable. The one person who I thought would never come here and would never see me outside of being a friend. You were untouchable. And jacking off to your picture was the only way we could be close. Even if I knew it wasn't true…"

Tori sighed… She placed the picture on his night stand, and turned around. Going back to Robbie, she wrapped her arms around his neck. Leaning in, she kissed him. "Robbie… First of all… masturbation… gross…"

He winced again… "But…." He looked back at her… "Now that we've been together for three months… you no longer to use that picture to masturbate. You can sleep with me anytime you want…" He grinned. "As for feeling that I was so unattainable… we weren't in our right heads. We weren't ready for each other. Sure, you have quirks… but let me tell you something… we all have quirks. It's what makes us us…"

"Really?" He asked, shocked…

"Really." Tori confirmed.

"What's yours?" He dared…

"Mine… mine is not so visible…" She said with honesty. "Other than frequently crying… and imagining people who aren't there… I always go back to check if I did something even if I did it. Like… there's a refrigerator downstairs where we keep can of sodas and a freezer where we keep meet. I always have a tendency to close the door, leave… and then come back again to make sure I closed the door. I do the same thing when I leave the house. I go back to make sure it's locked."

"And…" Tori gave Robbie a strange look. "You have a tendency to walk around naked…"

"I only do that when I'm around you." Tori told him, and pushed him slightly away. Finally breaking away from his arms. "Besides, do you want me to be clothed?"

"God No!" Robbie answered. "But as you were saying… alright, you have quirks."

"Thank you." Tori smiled. She pulled him back and kissed him once more. "Now that that's done. We got to talk about how are we going to do this. We have to meet Logan this afternoon. But, what do we do before that?"

Robbie sighed… "I'll tell you what I was thinking about in the shower. If we are leaving LA, then I think we need to leave with a clean slate. IE… We have to take care of everything. So, I think we need to go see Cat. We need to fix our friendship before we head out of here."

Tori nodded, "Jade said she planned on seeing her today, and hopefully paying off her bail."

"Ok…" Robbie said slowly… "Ok, how bout this. You go take a shower, and I'll give Jade a call. As long as we use the LAN lines here, we should be okay. We'll find a way to set up a talk with Cat. Then when you come out, we'll pack a couple bags. I'm sure Sarah won't mind you borrowing some clothes. And I'll wash the clothes we have. We should be out of here in a couple hours."

Tori thought for a second, and what Robbie coming up with made some sense. With them at the Shapiro house, it left some freedom available. Getting everything together now would be the best way to get this going…

"And you really think we can get in and talk with Cat? Sure, I know we have to do it. And I want to. I really do. But we are talking the cops here. They might not know my dad, but I'm sure they can make the connection rather quick."

He sighed… "There is that…" Robbie took a second and tried to think of anything that could help. "Jade will definitely help. After yesterday, anything is possible with her. But we have to keep our connections small. We talk to more people than we need to, and that's one step closer to your parents getting their hands on us…"

"So… then what?" She asked. "Jade makes sense. My parents still think we aren't on speaking terms with her."

"Right…" Robbie confirmed. "We are rather low on contacts…" He shook his head. "Go take your shower. We really need to get a move on. I'll get dressed and get something out for you."

Tori gave him a look. "Robbie, I love you. But I don't think you know a thing about what I would actually wear."

"Then what?" Robbie asked. "Wait for your clothes to get washed and then throw them back on?"

Tori smiled. "It would give me more naked time…" She leaned in and kissed him again. She wrapped one arm around his shoulders, and her other hand drifted down south…

"I'll see you after. Bye for now…" She left him a moment later.

The only thing Robbie had on his mind was…

"Dammit, Tori. Why did you have to make Mr. Happy go full solute?"

He looked down, and sure in fact…

Mr. Happy was at full erection…

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TBC in Chapter 4B


	13. Chapter Four B

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Four B  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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A hand wiped the steam off of the mirror. She did it a few more times, and was soon rewarded to see the reflection of her face staring back at her. Tori let out a sigh when her chocolate orbs gaze upon the stitches that resided just above her brow. It was a sad remembrance of the harsh truth that she had to endure throughout the hell of yesterday…

Tori really did go through the ringer yesterday. Between being thrown into a jewelry store heist, to being the subject of being nearly raped, and blowing up at her mother; she truly had it bad. And her eyes just stared at the stiches—a sad reminder of the events of yesterday. Tori looked down at the counter in front of her and grabbed the rubbing alcohol, followed by some tissues…

Tori then began the ritual of keeping her wound clean. With today being the first full day since the incident, it only meant that she had to do this six more time before she could get the stitches removed…

Removed…

Her eyes then widened when she realized what still had to happen. She had to get her stitches out. And the last thing she wanted to do was have to go to her doctor to get them removed only for her doctor to get her parents involved. That was the last thing she wanted to do…

Jammit…

Tori sighed, and the reality of the situation was getting slightly more dangerous than she anticipated. Tori didn't know what to do. She let out a breath in frustration. What the fuck was she going to do?

But before she could even fathom any rational thought, she threw a towel around her chest and left the bathroom. Her feet neared the stairs and she started to climb down , two at a time. "Robbie?" She called out aloud.

She didn't wait for a respond when she didn't hear him acknowledge her cry. "Robbie!"

Again, she didn't hear anything.

Tori didn't wait. She began looking widely throughout the Shapiro house. Getting more and more frantic when she didn't find him. "Robbie?"

"In here, Babe." She heard from across the room.

Tori let out a sigh. Turning around, she found him in the kitchen on the phone. He took one look at her, and knew something was on her mind. "I'll have to call you back, Jade."

He then hung up the phone.

"Tori?"

"We're in deep shit." She said to him, calmly.

"What's wrong?" He asked. His concern for her overtook him to the point that he didn't focus on the fact that Tori wasn't wearing any clothes.

"My stitches." She pointed out. "How am I going to get them out? We can't go back to my doctor. We do that, and then he'll have to call Mom and Dad in."

Robbie placed the phone on the counter and went to his future wife. He looked at her wounded area. It was still pretty fresh, but this was the first time he actually got a chance to see her stiches up close without the bandage that she had been wearing from yesterday. "We can pull them out."

"What?" She asked, shocked he would actually say something like that. "Robbie… we can't take the risk…"

"Tori…" He told her, trying to keep herself calm. He place his hands on her shoulders. "It looks pretty simple enough."

"Robbie, we can't…"

"Tori…" He whispered… Robbie took his hands and cupped Tori by the cheeks. Leaning down, he kissed her lips briefly. Just enough to let her know that he was with her on this. "I've had stitches before. Bullies have had their fun at my expense over the years. All we need to do is keep your wound clean, take them out after a week, and just keep Neosporin on it for a few days."

"Really?" She asked, shocked that it could be that simple.

"Really." He gave her a smile. "You don't have to worry, Tori. I got you. I'm going to keep you safe. If you were having some life-or-death scenario, then I would without a doubt get your parents involved." He noticed her starting to worry. "I want to keep you alive, Tori. I want you to live. I know I said I would die the moment you die, but I don't plan on dying anytime soon. And if it takes keeping you alive to keep me alive, then that's how it's going to be.

"It's not one-sided, Tori. I'm not going to give up. I need you like you need me…"

Tori smiled at his sincerity. Robbie Shapiro really was the love of her life. And it was moments like this that could keep her at ease and take away her stress. "I love you."

Robbie smiled. "I love you."

She leaned forward and kissed him. Already starting to feel the hunger starting to develop. The desire, and the heat. Tori was starting to get the feeling that she wanted him right now. Pulling her lips away from his, she grabbed his hand. "C'mon… we have some time still I think…"

Robbie grinned, already getting enticed from the idea of what she wanted to do right now. But even before they could start to make the way back to a bedroom, he heard a ding.

"We can't…"

Tori gave him a hurt look. "What do you mean we can't?"

"That's the washing machine. I just finished the first load. If we want to get out of here on time, then we have to start the dryer now."

"Fine." Tori said, understanding what he was saying. Not liking what he saying, but understood. She truly wanted to have sex with Robbie right now.

Robbie grinned at her defeated. "I'll get dressed…"

"You can't, remember." Tori looked at him strangely. "Remember, you said I have horrible taste." He grabbed Tori's towel and pulled it off of her body. "And I have to start the second load."

"Robbie?" Tori asked, confused.

"Just because we can't have sex right now doesn't mean I can't have some personal time with your clitoris."

Tori grinned wildly as he led her to his room.

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"Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!" Her lips stammered after his tongue retreated from her pleasure zone. Her eyes closed and she collapsed backward on the bed. Her hair flowing everywhere on the pillow where she landed, and her eyes opened moments later, staring at the white ceiling above her.

"I did good?" Her fiancée asked, questioning his recent activity.

"You did very good." She said matter-of-factly. Tori Vega then pulled herself into a sitting position. Her arms rested on the mattress, strong enough to keep her eyes focused on her beloved, but still lenient enough to keep her relaxed. "I love our life style."

Robbie grinned, "I love it too." He looked at his satisfied love. He got to his feet moments later, and then leaned down. He kissed Tori once more, chastely, and then grabbed the towel that was tossed upon the bed. "I got to start load number 2." Standing up, he started to head for the door.

"Can't we go for another round?" Tori asked, giving him a pout; hoping she could win him over.

"I can't." He told her. "We got to get a move on. Between this load, and the one heading to the dryer, we have two hours. Once that hits, then we bail."

"But when do we get the chance to be like this, Robbie?" She asked, finally sitting up. Not caring that she was still naked from coming out of the shower. "We always get stopped. If it's not being separated from my parents, or you being in a hospital bed, or being restrained when we got to Kendra's…"

"I get it, Tori. I do." He told her. "I love everything about you. And I love it even more being able to share a bed with you. But we can't let our hormones run our lives. We do that, and you're parents are right. We would get swallowed up, and how long would it be before you end up pregnant. I only have so many condoms, and how many more pills do you have left?"

Tori sighed, she knew he was right. "Okay…" She got to her feet and approached her fiancée, kissing him. "So, what do we do until we leave your house?"

"Well…" He said as he went back to his room and opened up his closet. "I was thinking… we need untraceable money, right? Money that doesn't have any actual possible connection to being linked back to us, right?"

"Yeah…" Tori asked, not understanding where he was going with his idea.

"We can't use my inheritance, but we can…" He opened the closet and pulled some clothes from one bar to the other side revealing a safe.

"You have a safe?" Tori asked, shocked.

"I don't let my parents know about everything I have." He grinned, and started to twirl the numbers on the safe. Once the final number clicked, he opened the safe. Rummaging through, he quickly took pulled out two books and presented them to Tori.

She looked at them, and looked back at Robbie. "Comic books?"

He smiled. "Super Dude comic books." Tori showed a confused look. "Issues number 23 and 24. The first appearance of Captain Man."

"Wait…" Tori stammered. "Isn't Captain Man real?"

"They made him a comic book character too. Those two issues are his first appearance. Super Dude fought against Milkman and Cow Boy. It was too much for him. Captain Man came in at the last second and saved him."

"Okay…" Tori said, still not getting the idea.

"So… these issues are worth allot of money. We can use them to pawn them and get money."

Tori shook her head. "Robbie, I don't want you to do this."

"It's my choice, Tori." He clarified. "If I want to use these, then that's my choice." He closed the safe and looked back at his wife-to-be. "Please, Tori. I want to do this."

"Fine…" Tori said, knowing that he had his mind set on doing this. She didn't want him to do it, but she would rather not have to depend on something as a possible chance situation with Logan. "I don't like you doing this, Robbie."

He let out a breath, and turned back to Tori. "I don't care about them. You. You I care about. I'll do anything for you. That includes getting money so we can survive." He went back to the safe and opened it again. This time pulling out a number of issues. "And, this is just for security. Just in case we need more money than those…"

Tori just stared at him. Tears welled in her eyes… "I love you…"

"I love you. But, c'mon. We have to get a move on."

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"You're free to go."

Cat Valentine looked up from the bed where she was sitting. "What?"

"Your bale." The officer answered. "It's been paid."

She looked at Detective Travis Williams. "How? Who?"

"Don't say I don't do anything for you, alright?" A voice said as she turned around the corner. "But if you want, I could circle the prison a few times so you can truly become a woman."

"How would I become a woman?" Cat asked, surprised.

"Please, don't make me give you a coloring book." She groaned. "We gotta motor."  
"But we got Arts &amp; Crafts later." She reasoned.

"Just c'mon." Jade groaned. "You owe me allot of money for this."

"But Jade?"

Jade didn't wait. She crossed the threshold and pulled Cat off of the bed. Together they headed out for the door. "There's paperwork to fill out!" Williams yelled.

"Don't care."

And even before he could say anything, the two of them left quickly picking up Cat's belongings at the desk, and headed out the door.

"Why didn't you let me say 'Goodbye'?" She asked. But Jade didn't answer. "Jade? Why aren't you talking?"

"Because we need to talk."

Cat looked in front of them. Her eyes widened. "Tori? Robbie?"

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TBC in Chapter 4C


	14. Chapter Four C

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Four C  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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'Because we need to talk…'

The words echoed in her mind as she was shoved into a room. Where? She didn't know. All she knew was that just before a blindfold was placed on her face, she saw the images of Tori, Robbie, and Jade coming forward and giving her the order to put the blindfold on. When Cat asked 'why,' all she got for a response was no direct answer. But just an action. And that action was her friend/former friends robbing her of her sight...

"Guys, can you please tell me what's going on?"

"Not just yet…" She heard Jade say in her slight tone. "Just got to get something together…"

But Cat didn't know what was going on. All she knew was that her mind was swimming. She initially thought being bailed out by Jade was a blessing, but now she wasn't quite sure. Half of her actually wanted to be back in her cell…

At least then she could know what was going on…

"Alright, we're good…" Jade finally said. Moving over to the seated redhead, she successfully pulled the blindfold off of redheaded friend. Cat looked at her strangely, only seeing her definitive features from the bleak light that was in the close curtained room.

"What's going on?"

"We don't need to be so malice, Jade." Tori said as she crossed the room and turned the lights back on.

"You two are the ones that are being so secretive." She sneered.

"You don't have to have her giraffe gagged, Jade!" Robbie yelled.

"Giraffe…" She whispered… Her eyes widened, "Mr. Purple!?" She started to get out of her seat and started to rummage through the room. "Where is he?"

"Relax." Jade told her. She then produced the giraffe in her left hand. Cat glared at her stuffed animal. It no longer was her innocent friend. Mr. Purple had his legs tied together and a gag wrapped around his nose.

"Cut him loose, Jade!"

"Cat, he's a stuffed animal. Nothing's going to happen to him." She told him. "He's not real."

She shook her head and turned to Robbie. "He is real. If anyone can understand that, it's you, Robbie. You think Rex is real."

"Rex is not real." Robbie said to her. "He's a damn puppet that was holding me back for years."

"Robbie…" Cat said with a whisper. Surprised to hear him say something like that. "I thought you needed Rex…"

"Rex is dead to me." He told her. "I don't need him. I don't want him. And I don't give a fuck about him." Cat just stared at him, eyes wide. Unaware that it was at that moment when Tori took that moment to slide her hand into his. Connecting the two of them with the simple gesture of them holding hands…

"But Robbie… I…"

"Robbie grew up." Jade told her. "He finally…"

Robbie let out a sigh. He took his hand from Tori, making sure that he flashed her a smile, and then made his way an opened chair. He brought it in front of Cat and took a seat. "You should've left Rex at your house…

"My house?" She asked aloud. Looking at him strangely, she asked, "How...?"

"Jade told us." Tori reasoned. "She told us that Yolanda sent him to you…"

"Right." Cat confirmed. "She gave me him so I can give it back to Robbie. Because she knew that he needed him."

"I don't need him Cat." Robbie told her harshly. "We… I… I left him there. I didn't want him anymore, and I knew that if I did bring him back with me… then…"

"Robbie would be in allot more pain." Tori told her. "He left him to rot."

"But I was supposed to save Robbie." Cat stammered…. "I was supposed to…"

"You were supposed to do nothing." Robbie said as he got to his feet. He then shook his head… "No… what you should've done…"

"Robbie…" Tori started… she gave him a knowing look. And even though words weren't spoken, Robbie understood…

"Look…" He slowly said, bringing his inner developing anguish down… "Rex… Rex was a part of my life that I don't need anymore. I left him in Yerba because I didn't need him anymore. Tori showed me that. She showed me allot. She showed me that there was more to life then… she…"

"Robbie, but she doesn't understand you…" Cat insisted. "She doesn't… no one does… no one ever could…." Cat stammered, tears starting to well… "We get… we… Robbie… "

Robbie let out a breath he was holding in. Cat was right… she was at one point… and maybe… if things were different… if she said 'yes' all those years ago… or if she was the one who got pulled into Yerba with him instead of Tori… But he couldn't think like that. He can't. There's no what-if's… there's no possible outcomes. Not anymore. Tori was his. Tori had no problem being his. She was destined to be his wife… she is going to be his wife… She's his Tori Shapiro…

"There is no us." He told her. "You above anyone know that. You said it yourself… You said 'no' when I asked you out…"

Cat shook her head… "I wasn't ready. I wasn't…" Tears started to well in her eyes. She was beginning to feel all that frustration again when it concerned the relationship of Tori and Robbie. Of the closeness they felt for each other, of the superiority they often felt, of the negligence and avoidance they often caused… the feelings of… "He never was supposed to end up with you, Tori. He never was supposed… He… you… it shouldn't be happening…"

"Which means what?" Jade asked, interrupting her verbal attack on Tori. "Robbie has no say in who he ends up with?"

"What?" Cat asked, shocked Jade actually came into the conversation.

"You just said that Robbie wasn't supposed to end up with Tori." She shook her head. "Wow, Cat. You really are dumb as a post."

"Hey!" She interjected.

"Jade, you don't have to…" Tori said, trying to steer her off interrupting.

"They don't have to explain themselves to you." She sneered.

"And you're okay with this?" Cat asked, surprised. "You're okay with everything going on now? This whole time you've been leading the anti-Robbie/Tori train. You've been tearing into them every chance you get, and you've been…"

"You weren't being held hostage, Cat." She shot back. "You weren't thrown into a room, while the whole jewelry store was being robbed, and you weren't even aware of what happened to Tori!"

"Wait… what?" Cat asked.

"Fuck Cat! They even paid for half your bail!" Jade snapped. She then turned to her two reunited friends, "You don't owe her a damn thing. We might as well just leave her trapped here. She doesn't even deserve your forgiveness."

"What the hell is going on?" Cat yelled.

"We don't deserve hers either." Tori said lightly.

"Allot has happened." Robbie clarified. "Tori and me, we've been hurt. And we've been talking about it too much." He sat down in a chair, and looked at Cat. "Tori and I came to finally put all this shit behind us."

Cat was about to say something when Tori interrupted her. "We love you, Cat. We do. We pushed all of you away for so long. So much so that we're wondering if we made up all those months ago we wouldn't be in the situation we're in now." Tears started to well in her eyes. "Cat, Robbie and I are about to leave Los Angeles, and we don't want to leave without finally putting our friendship back on track…"

And when she said that, Cat couldn't help but feel the pain and frustration she currently developed start to recede. Taking a seat, she watched as Tori sat on Robbie's lap. His arms wrapping around her chest, keeping her to him. He leaned over and kissed her neck, and then they both glanced at Cat. "We're leaving…"

"What do you mean you're leaving?" Cat asked, shocked.

"The less we say the better." Tori told her. "All we want you to know is that we love you. And we're sorry. We're sorry for everything. We've put you, Jade, Andre, Trina, and Beck through so much. We've hurt you all…"

"So much so that we thought we were helping ourselves…" Robbie added. "But with each day that we've come across since we've been back, we've been getting worse and worse. Sure, Tori and I've gotten closer. We're going to get married. And even when you see us next, it might be husband and wife, but right now… Now… we got to go…"

"But… why can't you stay?" Cat asked, tears in her eyes.

"We can't tell you." Tori said solemnly.

"Why?"

"Because they don't want any paper trails." Jade told her. "They have to think about who and who isn't safe to talk with. Beck and Sarah don't know anything. Andre knows some, but not allot. And I only know as much as I do because Tori's parents always felt that I was the 'Anti-Christ.'"

"I wouldn't say that…" Tori told her…

"Well… anyway, they think we don't get along. And we want them to keep them feeling that way."

"Which means we need to head out…" Robbie admitted. He withdrew his arm from Tori and watched she got up. Taking a breath, he stood up too. "Tori and I… we just wanted to say goodbye." He went up to his hopefully renewed friend and kissed her cheek. "We're sorry that we hurt you, Cat. I'm sorry that it didn't work out between us, but…"

"You'll find someone, Cat." Tori told her. She then grinned getting an idea. "Maybe you already have…"

"We got to go." He looked at Jade. "I trust you'll make everything 'okay' with Cat."

She smiled wickedly as she pulled out the blindfold. "That, I'll be more than ready to help out with."

"You're going to blindfold me again?"

"We can't take any chances." Tori told her.

"And Mr. Purple?"

"Relax." Jade produced the stuffed animal from her right hand. She took her left hand and took out the pair of scissors that she usually keeps on her.

"You're cutting him!"

"I'm 'freeing' him." Jade cut the rope that bound his legs together. "You can't tell anyone what happened here today."

"I'm not even sure if I know myself…" Cat whispered.

"Robbie and I just wanted you to know that we forgive you. We forgive everyone. There's no way you or anyone else could've done anything. Robbie and I got lucky getting out of Yerba the way we did. And that know the next time we see you… the next time we hope we all will be in a better place…"

"Jade is going to bring you home. She'll keep you blindfolded until you get there though. We can't risk anyone knowing where we currently are."

Tori looked at Jade and said simply, "Jade… I… We…"

"We're good." She reasoned. Glancing at Robbie, she asked, "Shapiro?" He looked at her. "You better protect that wife of yours."

"With all my heart." Robbie kissed Tori's cheek. "It's just us now…"

"The way we want it." She kissed him back. "Bye guys…"

"Later, Vega…" Jade said to her and stared to make her way to Cat, when she turned around. "Oh, and Tori?"

Tori turned back, "Lemme guess. Protect Robbie?"

"Fuck that." She grinned. "Fuck his brains out. He's going to need it."

"We're both going to need it.." Tori said slowly…

Then they left the room after closing the door.

Tori and Robbie left Los Angeles…

TBC in Chapter 5


	15. Chapter Five A

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Five A  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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Robbie Shapiro let out a sigh. He looked at his wrist and noted the time. 10:47, the digits read. While his initial instinct was to use his pear phone to check the time, it was forcefully squashed. Any attempt to use any electronic device would potentially signal a pickup from Detective David Vega. While it may not at the start, any continual use could be tracked down. And that, neither him and Tori could afford to deal with…

Flopping his arm down, Robbie looked out the window. His brown pools watching the scenery unfold. He noted a number of cars traveling the highway; a sheer reminder that both him and his fiancée were currently in a bus, awaiting their destination of Malibu. The sun's rays danced upon the pavement below them as each car skidded by, followed by their disappearing shadows. Robbie looked back at his watch. It would only be roughly about another hour before they would get to where they wanted to be…

"Do me a favor, Babe…" She said, causing Robbie to look away from the window that he was staring out. He turned his head slightly and looked down as his fiancée settled down, upon his shoulder. "Wake me when we get there."

Robbie smirked, and looked back at his wife-to-be. "Did we ever let Kendra know that we were leaving?"

"Sure did. Left a note and everything. We're good to go and everything."

"Good. That's one loose end we don't want to get picked up."

"Robbie, we got our basis covered." Tori told him, opening her eyes. She pulled away from his shoulder. "Now, I just want to get some sleep. And your shoulder is screaming for me to place my head upon it."

He smirked, "My body is your plaything, huh?"

"Robbie. Of course it is." Tori told him directly. "I get ample 'Robbie Shapiro' body usage. And I will always use you whenever I get a chance. It's so comfortable, warm, and providing. Now… shut up, I want to get some sleep."

He sighed, "My body is not your pillow, Tori." He told her matter-of-factly.

She frowned, "Since when? I've always used your body. It's one of my favorite parts of our relationship."

"Yeah… well…" He shook his head. "Maybe you should stop…"

Tori just started at him, tears starting to well in her eyes. "Robbie…"

"I'm not yours to use at your disposal."

"Robbie…" She whispered. "W..w…what's going on? I've always… we've always…"

He let out a breath… "And then that's maybe our problem. Maybe if we stopped doing this for a while back, then we wouldn't be on the run, Tori. Maybe we would still be at your house, or maybe even getting ready to go back to PCA. Maybe we…"

"Robbie…" Tori shook her head. She took her hands and caressed his cheeks. Forcing him to look at her, hoping she could look into his brown pools and see the reason for his sudden shift in behavior… "What's going on? Why?"

Robbie shook his face free. "Have you even ever thought how much you're pain your parents must be going through? You keep challenging your parents, you keep thinking you know what's best for me, what's best for us? Tori, you did…"

Tears started to poor down her cheeks. "Get away from me, Robbie Shapiro. I can't look at you when you're like this."

"Gladly…" He told her as he started to get his things together. "When we get to PCA, then I'll call your parents and we can finally end this."

"Robbie, how can you… how? Especially after everything we've been through. What we've done, what we're planning?" She waited for him to say something, but didn't. "We're supposed to be getting married. How can we become husband and wife when…"

"Well maybe we shouldn't get married then…" He snapped.

"Robbie Shapiro…. Don't end this. Don't break up with me. I'm you're Tori Shapiro. I'm yours. You own me…"

"I don't want you…" He growled. "You're damaged goods."

"Robbie Shapiro!"

"It's time to wake up, Tori. it's time to grow up and stop living in this 'Yerbanian Fantasy.' Wake up, Tori…"

"Robbie, how can I?"

"Wake up, Tori."

"Robbie…"

"Wake up, Tori."

And then something strange happened… those words that he said weren't coming from his voice. Sure, it was his voice, but it wasn't coming from his mouth. "Wake up, Tori..."

"Wake up, Tori."

Her eyes snapped open. She turned around and looked up as Robbie stared at her, "Tori, wake up. I know you wanted to sleep, but I gotta ask you something."

"Sleeping…" Tori looked at him, confused. "Wait… I was asleep…"

He smiled, "For about an hour now. You said you wanted to sleep, and then used my shoulder as your pillow. Honestly, Babe." Robbie smirked. "I think you like my body more than I like yours."

"Wait… What?"

"Nah. I like my special time with Devon and Donna." He smiled. "Devon and Donna Dingo… the truly only happy Dingo characters, huh?" He leaned across and kissed her lips, smiling at her taste. "You alright?"

"I was asleep…" Tori said, still trying to grasp what was going on. She looked at Robbie… and he actually looked happy… Did he really just mention the names Devon and Donna? And then she smiled… those were the names he gave her breasts…

Then that would mean… she was dreaming. And Robbie never did say those things to her… A breath escaped her lips… "I'm okay… I'm actually really good." She then leaned forward and pulled him into a hug. It was a dream. Robbie never did say any of those cruel things to her. In his mind, she and him were still making a go at this, and planning on make their lives truly move forward…

it really was a relief…

"Not that I don't enjoy the 'Tori Hugs,' but I gotta ask you something. And it might seem a little stressful…"

"Whatever it is, it's okay…" She whispered to him, and then pulled back. "You can say anything to me. What's wrong?"

He sighed, and he let out a breath… "I'm worried. You and me… we're headed into something that's going to be… it's going to be hard. Real life hard. I need to know."

"Know what…" She asked, her natural high from realizing her dream didn't come true. It was only becoming replaced with only concern.. "Robbie…"

"Are you okay with leaving your home? With leaving Los Angeles?"

Tori sighed. Not sure how to answer him. She never really thought about how she felt about their current situation Los Angeles was her home. It was where she was born, and where she grew up. It was where she went through her schooling, and it was where she met her friends, it was where she met her fiancée. It was where she spent the last sixteen years of her life; where her mother and father raised her and her sister.

"Are you really willing to do this?"

Tori let out a breath as he asked her again. She looked back at him, noting his concerned features. His eyes gazing at her, keeping her in his sights. His eyes searching for an answer. For some kind of reprieve, and hopefully help him comprehend what she was thinking…

"Tori?"

Looking up, she finally asked, "Are you?"

Robbie just stared at her, "What?"

"Are you willing to leave LA?"

Robbie just looked at her, unsure on how to answer her question. And it actually took a few more moments until Tori came back with a follow-up. "And that's where I am… that's what I'm feeling…"

Robbie just looked at her.

"I dunno. I don't know if I'm willing to leave Los Angeles." She found herself saying. "I mean, sure we are doing it. And we already are halfway doing it. We're on a bus right now heading to Malibu to go meet Logan. But we are doing this."

"Are we?" He asked, already noting a drastic change in Tori's tone.

"We really can't be here right now. I can't…" She let out a breath… "I mean… After everything… I can't keep living at our house feeling like this, questioning everything I do just to see if it's safe for me to feel the way I want to feel." When she noticed his confusion, she clarified. "Those two weeks we were apart, I've been thinking allot. Spending allot of time questioning how exactly we should be living our lives, Robbie. Our future. To… well… to live… to be your future wife. My God, I want that. I want to be your wife." He smiled. "But this is how I feel. And living back home, I feel that I can't be who I really am. That I'll never get to marry you. That everytime I am in that house, everytime I walk down that hallway from my… our room to the kitchen, passing my parents' room… I always keep asking myself, is this the moment when it all comes down, and we are finally pulled apart. Where we are to a point of never seeing each other again…" Tears started to well in her eyes… "That we never marry. That's how I am feeling now. That's how I am. If we are to live in that house one more hour, then I feel that you and I will never be who we really are…"

"Tori…" He attempted.

"We aren't the same people, Robbie. We aren't the Tori Vega and Robbie Shapiro everyone knew back home. We aren't the same people. We go back there, and we're stunted. We're cut off. And we're stuck. We're…."

"Hey…" Robbie whispered... He took his arm and pulled Tori to his side. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, then leaned in and kissed her temple. "It's okay…"

"We'd be… we'd be stuck… and we'd eventually die. We'd be…" She shook her head and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. A fierce one at that too. "We need to move on. We need to grow. And if we stay back home… then you and I will never be who we are. " She pulled out of the hug, but kept her arms around his neck. "Yerba did more than allow us to find love. Yerba gave birth to us. We're alive because of Yerba. We're together… If we were to stay home, then we'd never be who we really are…"

"And that is…" Robbie stammered…

"Robbie and Tori Shapiro. Husband and wife. And maybe father and mother someday. We need to move on with our lives. And we can't if we stay in LA. We'd be stuck in a rut. We never would get out. We need to move forward…"

Robbie just started at her, finally understanding where she was coming from.

They were the Shapiros.

Plain and simple.

"And I want to marry you, Tori. I want to love you forever, and stay with you forever. And if you really want to do this, if you really want to make a 'go' at this. Then, let's do this. Let's start our lives together…"

Tori smiled. She leaned in and kissed him. "But now… Now I need to tell you about my dream…"

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TBC in 5B


	16. Chapter Five B

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Five B  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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"It feels different, huh?"

Tori looked at her betrothed and smiled; she slipped her arm around his shoulders and pulled him to her. "We've been here before." She leaned in and kissed his cheek. "Remember, we can't let anyone know we're here. No Zoey, no Chase, no Michael, no Quinn, no…"

He sighed, "No Lola…" He withdrew himself from her grasp, but kept their hands linked. "She's probably taken it the worst."

Tori nodded, "I know…" Robbie looked at her friend. "If things were different, if she didn't visit us all those times, if… I don't like the fact that we didn't see her off."

"Once this is all said and done, then she'll understand. Remember, she is one of my girls. She knows that we would be there for her if we could. And besides. We don't want any loose ends. We talk to Logan and then get the hell out of here." He told her. "The sooner the better."

"You don't have to tell me that again…" She smiled, and brought out watch. "We have an hour before we get to Logan. You want to head to the dorm? See if we can pick anything up that could help us?"

He grinned, "You mean the sex tape?"

Tori's eyes widened. "You left that here? HERE?" She slapped his shoulder playfully.

"What do you take me for?" He asked with a grin. "I only said that because I like it when you have a surprised look on your face. It's too good not to try and get a rise out of you. Besides, the DVD is in my bag. It was at my house. I took it before we left."

Tori pouted. "I so do not like being played like that."

"Relax, Baby." He turned around and kissed her lips, hoping it would be enough to bypass an incoming issue. "As for our dorm, we could do that…" He said slowly… "But there is something that I want to run by you." She looked at him, confused. "About what you said to me on the bus…"

"What's up?"

He let out a sigh, knowing that this could turn into something that they don't need to cause a scene. "Come with me…" Tori didn't know what he was talking about, but she had no true reason to fight with him about anything. So, she just accepted his lead as she was pulled behind him.

The two continued to walk for another couple minutes. They didn't stop until they reached the back of the Fulton building. "Can we stop now?"

Robbie looked at his fiancée and told her, "Just about…" He peered down the building until he noticed a bench. A small one that he met with Sarah a few times and studied. "Just want to make sure we won't be found discovered." Looking back at his future wife, he told her…. "I was thinking… you and I are going to make sure we can figure this out. That we can go in on this with a clear mind, and not do anything stupid. I don't want your parents… or even mine to know that we fucked up. We do that, and then we'll never hear the end of it." He then shrugged, "Or maybe we will hear the end of it, but we won't be together…"

"You're not telling me anything I don't already know, Robbie." Tori said matter-of-factly. "Half the time, I'm the one reminding you about that fact."

"I know." He reasoned. "But what you don't know is the severity of the option I'm trying to tell you. We need to talk to someone. We need a third party who can't go behind our backs and screw us. We need to talk to our therapist."

"Doctor Reynolds?" Tori asked, shocked that she didn't even think about him. "Robbie, he's our therapist. You don't think he'll tell my parents about what happens if we talk to him."

"I know he would. But he can't. Not for legal reasons."

"What?"

"Doctor/Patient confidentially. He can't tell anyone what we talk about in a session. It's punishable by law."

Tori's eyes widened, "Really?"

"Really. We talk to him, and he can't tell anyone about what we talked about. And if we are looking for some advice, then I think we should get a hold of him before we get out of here."

It then dawned on Tori…

"He did say our meetings were between us, him, and the walls…" She smiled thankfully. "We can so use him. I want to make this work, Baby. I want to make it so that we can find a life and be successful. Where you and I can support ourselves, get a life, and become completely…"

"We will, Tori." He wrapped his arms around her neck, keeping her close. "But I also want you to talk to him about your dream. I don't want anything to go wrong for you after we leave here…"

Her tone turned serious, "Robbie, as long as I have you, I will be okay."

"I know you believe that, and I do too. We finally got passed your hallucinations. But I was with you in the bus, and you still had a nightmare. I want to know how to make sure we can keep you sane."

"You keep me sane." She told him. Leaning in, she kissed him briefly. "We can go through so much of this shit, but at the end of the day, it's you. Mom, Dad, they can say how much Yerba is a cop-out. They can say that we keep focusing on it, and they can keep saying that we throw ourselves at each other. But none. NONE. No one can actually understand what we've been through. They can't know how we dealt, and they can't try to fathom our emotional connection. Our love is pure, Robbie. Adult. Life committing… Our feelings… our romance… our love… No one can try to shine any sense of 'wrongfulness' upon it. No one can say that what we have is..."

Robbie took his hands and caressed her cheeks. Keeping his gaze at her, his fingers just touching the loose tendrils of her long brunette hair. "I love you, Tori Vega."

"I love you, Robbie Shapiro. I can say without a doubt that my heart, my body, my soul… it all belongs to you." Tears welled in her eyes. "None of my former boyfriends had that going for them. You do. You. You're my best friend, my confidante, my love. My soul mate. I am so in love with you that I learned long ago that no one can understand what we have. Sure, they can think they know what we have, but this is real. This is…"

"Is us."

He nodded, and lowered his head, kissing her. Taking in her scent. Basking in her warmth. Basking in everything that made Tori Vega Tori Vega. Or dare he actually identify her with basking in everything that made Tori Vega Tori Shapiro. Taking in all that was his fiancée. Tori Vega was the most beautiful, gorgeous, amazing person he had ever come across. She got him, and he would do anything to help her. Whether it was to keep her safe, protected, or loved. He was deeply committed to her. And he finally knew that she felt the same way…

They loved each other…

"I would so take you if we weren't pressed for time." Robbie whispered. Tori grinned. He kissed her once more. "We better…"

Tori nodded, knowing where he was going…

"Yeah…"

Robbie grinned…

"Let's just hope we can get Logan without a problem…"

* * *

"What's going on with Logan?"

"He won't say anything." Chase Matthews said as he sat down on his bed. "All I know is that he keeps repeating the phrase, 'It's not here. It's not here.'"

"What's not here?" Zoey Brooks asked as she sat beside her boyfriend. "I swear, its like him and Chemistry."

Logan Reese was so in thought that he didn't even pay attention to the comment that Zoey made just few moments before.

"Ok, he's into deep." She said to her boyfriend. "He didn't say anything about chemistry." She looked at Logan. "Chemistry, Logan. Remember Chemistry."

Again…

No response…

"Do I really need to get Quinn, Lola, and myself to wear cheerleader uniforms on to get your attention again."

No response.

"Alright, he's gone." Chase said, although he was tempted to get Zoey to wear her cheerleader uniform again. It was always a sight that he would like to revisit, despite the pressing matter of Logan's admission of his and Zoey's residence of their door room.

"What's going on, Logan?" Zoey asked, getting off the bed. She approached her friend. "What are you looking for?"

Due to Logan's slow descent into apparent madness, Chase casually walked over to Logan's desk and noticed a number squibbled on a notepad. "Hey, Logan. Who's…" He picked up the pad, "Nevel Papperman?"

Nevel Papperman's name finally snapped Logan out of his funk. "Kid's a funkin' dick." He groaned. "Never go to that asshole for any help."

"Okay…" Zoey stammered. "But what are you doing?"

He didn't respond. Logan went back to searching for something. When he didn't reply, he looked at Chase. "Chase, stop him."

He looked at his girlfriend, "How am I suppose to do that?"

"I dunno." She defended. "He's your roommate!"

"He's your friend." He shot back.

"You expect me to stop him?" She asked, annoyed. "You do realize…"

"God, Guys." Logan spoke finally. "I can't tell you. I can't tell anyone. And that includes Quinn. So, do me a favor, and drop it."

"Cheeze, take it easy, Logan." Chase said, albeit indirectly.

"There's no taking it easy." He snapped back. Looking at his pear phone, he let out a breath. "I don't have time for this. I got to go meet some people in like 5 minutes."

"What's going on?" Zoey asked.

"I can't tell you." He let out a breath. "I just need one manila folder."

"You mean this folder?" Chase asked as he picked up a file that rested upon Logan's bed. "The one marked 'Spicy Tuna Balls…'"

He grinned. "Exactly…: He made over to his bed and grabbed the file from Chase. "Thanks."

Even before he could take it though Chase started to open the file in question. "What's got you so urgent about this?"

"I can't tell you." He took the file back, snapping it right out of his hands. "I can't tell anyone, alright. It took me damn too long to get it in the first place." He looked at Zoey. "Quinn and I have a date in an hour. If I'm not back by then, just stall…"

"Logan… I…" She started…

"I don't have time for this. Later." He grabbed the file, took his wallet, slipped his phone in his pocket, and grabbed his keys. "I'll see ya later."

And just not like that, he was gone.

"That was weird." Chase said, surprised by Logan's demeanor. He slumped back onto the bed. "What do you think that was about?"

"I don't know." Zoey said simply. She shrugged. "I never saw him like that…" She looked at the pad of paper in Chase's hand. "Who do you think this Nevel is?"

"I'm not sure." Chase said honestly. "You think we should call him?"

"I don't know…" Zoey said. "Logan was pretty upset about it…"

But even before he could answer, the door flew open. Logan snapped his head in and smiled. "You still have those cheerleader uniforms?" His smile grew wider. "Y'know, I still have those chores list that needs to be worked out."

"I thought you had to go." Zoey shot at him.

"I do." He grinned. "But you did try to get my attention earlier. I'm just paying back the comment."

"Just get out of here." She took a pillow and threw it at the door. "Get out."

"Alright, I will." He then slammed the door.

Zoey looked at Chase. "Call Nevel. See what's really going on."

"Logan doesn't want us too…" He stammered…

"Logan just reminded me how much of an ass he still can be." She took Chase phone from the night stand. "Just call Nevel."

Chase Matthews looked at the paper and started to dial his number…

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TBC in 5C


	17. Chapter Five C Part 1

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Five C — Part 1  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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"It's ringing…" Zoey said as she heard the repeated tone of her outgoing call.

"It's a phone, Zoe. Of course it's going to ring." Chase Matthews said with a smirk.

She rolled her eyes. "Just give me the notebook." He groaned at her tone. Chase knew his girlfriend wasn't amused.

"Hello?" A voice asked over the line.

"Hi." Zoey said. "Um… I'm looking for a Nevel Papperman. I'm a…"

The voice interrupted her, "I'm Nevel's grandmother, Dearie. I believe you're looking for my grandson. Unfortunately, he's busy giving Mr. Tibbals a bath. I hope he's careful. All those quills and so…"

"Oh…" Zoey stammered. "I guess I can call back… I was just… I think we just have this mutual fr…"

"Oh, hold on, Dearie…" The elderly woman said. She took her ear off the phone and noticed Nevel descending the stairs.

"Be glad you're my pet, Mr. Tibbals." He then shook his head, and noticed his grandmother gesturing him to pick up the phone.

"Someone's on the phone for you, Dear."

He rolled his eyes, "If it's that Sam Puckett, I'm not here."

"I… I don't think it's her." She returned to the phone. "I'm sorry, Dearie. Who may I say is calling?" Zoey gave her answer. "Her name is Zoey Brooks. She says you both have a mutual friend in common."

"Zoey Brooks?" He asked, surprised. "I don't know any Zoey Brooks." His face scrunched up in confusion.

"She says she's a friend of Logan Reese."

The name hit Nevel like a ton of bricks. "I'll take it in my base."

"Alright, Dear. I got to practice my calisthenics. The one that my personal trainers set up." She then went into a position that was described to her. Only slightly before she went back to the phone. "Nevel will be right with you…"

"Those weren't your personal trainers, Grandmother. That was those iCarlies and…" But even before he could continue his comment, she began her routine…

"One, Two, Three… One, Two, Three… One, Two Three…"

He rolled his eyes, "Nevermind. Just wait until I get to my base." Turning back to the stairs, he called out, "Just stay put, Mr. Tibbals." Walking past his exercising grandmother, he went to his base and sat in his chair. Pressing a few buttons, he placed a headset on his head, and pressed one more button. "Hello, this is Nevel A. Papperman. How may I be of service?"

* * *

"I thought we'd be out of here by now." Robbie Shapiro uttered. He shook his head. "Dammit, Tori. We got like 10 minutes?"

"What do you think I'm trying to do!?" She yelled, unaware of the actual number count of flying costumes that she flung across the room. "You know we can't go out in public looking like this?"

"I'm perfectly happy wearing what I am wearing right now." He let out a sigh, and collapsed into an empty chair. "It's almost like we're back at Hollywood Arts again…"

"Yeah… well…" She sighed, and threw down another blouse. Finally understanding where he was coming from. "This place does not have anywhere near the number of costumes our old school had." She turned back to a rack that she just recently went through all but a few moments ago.

"We should've taken something from my house." He shook his head. "We so don't have time for this."

"We can't focus on what happened a couple hours ago." She looked at her future husband, "We didn't realize the complete implications of our schedule, now, did we?"

"We didn't realize allot of things…" He tiredly got to his feet and moved to his fiancée, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her to him. "We're way over our heads, Baby. I'm sorry."

Tori sighed, already noting his tone. Turning around, she paced her arms upon his shoulders, holding him close. "There's no way we could truly have this all figured out. Even if we were careful with our planning what to do here…. Which we were by the way… There is no way we could've known everything…"

He smirked, "Costume detail… who would've thought…" He leaned in and kissed her lips briefly. "Of everything that could've gotten us screwed over… it's costume detail…" He smiled, "Ironic, huh?"

"What's ironic is that if Cat actually was with us now, then this'd be a piece of cake." She smirked, "The one friend that took us the longest to fix is the one that would've saved us the most time…"

"Actually, what's ironic is that you mention the word, 'cake,' and she ask, 'where'?"

Tori grinned, and chuckled lightly. Leaning in, she kissed him once more. "No more stalling, Babe. We got to figure this out."

He let out a breath. Tori was right. "Fine… So, then what do we have you wear? Me? I think this is all bullshit. But I get it. I just don't like the idea of hiding anything about you. I think you're…"

"That's sweet." She said with a smile, cutting off the obvious list of compassionate words she knew he was about to unravel. "But that's not what we need to deal with." Retreating from his arms, she looked back at the costume rack. "I mean, we can't go as ourselves. We do that, and anyone can spot us. We can't run the risk of being seen. Especially when Sarah, Zoey, and the others are here."

He let out a sigh, "Then what do we do?"

Tori looked at the costumes once more, not knowing how to get out of this predicament. She couldn't find anything to where, and they needed to meet Logan like… now… Tori let out a groan. "I dunno… I swear… I might as well pick something at random."

Robbie's eyes widened when she said that line of wording… "Louise Nordoff."

Tori's eyes widened that time. She turned back to face her boyfriend. "You know about Louise? How? You weren't even there!" Tori shook her head. "And besides, how is that supposed to help me?"

"Jade's Slap page…" He said with an innocent demeanor.

"What? Since when?" She then started to go for her phone, but stopped when she realized she didn't have it on her person. It was still packed. Tori then started to sprint for it.

"It's not there anymore." Robbie insisted. "She took it down after the jail heist."

Tori stopped in her tracks… Turning back, she asked, "What?"

"She took them down. She didn't want your dad or anyone to know that we've been talking since we got out. She got rid of any trace of you from her phone and from her Slap page."

"Wow…" Tori stammered. Shocked Jade actually would do something like that. "Jade did that?"

"There is allot more to Jade then you realize." He told her. But then shook his head to clear his thoughts. "That doesn't matter. What does matter though is 'Louise Nardoff.'"

"Okay…" Tori said, not sure on his motives.

"We need to get you to your opposite. We need to use Louise as a template. We need the glasses, the crooked nose, the Hippie-style clothes… the whole shebang… even the blonde hair."

"No blonde hair." Tori insisted.

"Why?" He asked, confused. "I thought the blonde hair was a good cover. It worked with everyone at Karaoke Dokie."

"It worked because it was part of an ensemble. I start wearing blonde hair… even if it was dirty blonde… and guys won't leave me alone. Do you really want guys throwing themselves at me?"

He looked at her, perplexed. "What?"

"Blondes have all the fun." She told him. "I'd be able to get whatever I want. And boys like blonde girls. So, they'll keep pestering me. We'd never be able to get what we want."

He then stopped in his tracks. While what his fiancée was saying was ludicrous, she did have a point. Albeit still ludicrous. Especially when he started to get an idea from her last comment…

"Maybe we do want that… Maybe we do want guys throwing themselves at you."

"You want your fiancée… the girl you're going to marry, the girl that you want to have an eventual family with to get hit-on by every boy in Sushi Rox."

He grinned. "Who said anything about my fiancée? I want the world to see you as Lou Nardoff…" He then took a blonde wig from the floor and held up the lower half of the fallen tendrils. Enough to show Tori what she would look like in a man wig…

He then smiled…

"Did I ever tell you that I spent time as a wigmaster during my 'Please Pay Attention to me, Mom' Days?"

Tori just stared absently in the mirror as Robbie finally got a new idea in progress…

* * *

"Ok, why am I dressed like this?" A very agitated Robbie Shapiro asked his fiancée, "I mean, I get it… but c'mon. Even I think I look bad."

"Relax." A badly dressed blonde figure said in an hissed tone. "We meet with Logan, talk to him, then we get out of here. Alright, Matilda? It won't be that long."

"Says the girl that can actually pass in looking like a guy." Robbie insisted. "Lou Nordoff actually looks quite normal. Me, on the other hand… I look like a horrible drag queen."

"Sh…" Tori said. She took her hand and grasped his, keeping them connected, but hidden from sight. "It'll be over soon…"

"Right…" He whispered. His brown pools then began scanning the restaurant. While it was rather busy, he was lucky enough that none of their friends were in the close proximity. He shifted uncomfortably for a few moments.

"What's wrong?" Tori asked, looking at her friend who was obviously having a hard time being dressed like a girl.

"My hosiery is bunching."

She smirked. "You didn't have to wear that, Baby."

He rolled his eyes, "You tell me that now." He shook his head, "I can't believe you named me Matilda."

"What?" She asked, shocked. "It is the name of your female counterpart, isn't it? We had that discussion months ago."

"I didn't think we would ever be in that type of situation." He told her matter-of-factly. Robbie let out a sigh, "Why couldn't I be myself?"

"Because we can't run the risk of Sarah or any of the others recognizing you." She reminded him. "The same reason why I'm decked out as a boy."

"You at least look somewhat masculine in that get-up."

"It doesn't matter." Tori then continued to gaze around the room once more, hoping she could get sight of Logan. He was due in at any moment. "Just… just… think about tonight. We'll tear our clothes off, and be the way that Mother Nature intended."

He nodded, "Two fucked up teenagers who are on the run."

Tori grinned, "Change 'fucked up teenagers' to two '100 percent fuckable teenagers,' and that is who we are…" She leaned in, tempted to kiss him.

"Not right now, Babe." Robbie insisted. He gestured his head to the other side of the restaurant. Tori looked at the seen in question, and nodded.

"How do we get his attention?"

She smiled, "Like this." Going to just beside her pocket, she went for a small tennis ball, and brought it to the top of the table.

"You're going to throw that at him?" Tori gave him a look. "You do that, then you'll definitely create a scene. Enough of one for us to get discovered."

"Wow…" A new voice said. "You two really need a better make-over, huh?"

The two teenagers looked to their side as Logan took the seat beside Robbie. "You look horrible."

"We're kinda playing this by ear." Tori whispered.

"I bet…" He grinned. "So what? What are you supposed to be?"

"Doesn't matter." Robbie snapped.

"Ouch. Damn, Shapiro. You look ten times worse." Logan chuckled.

"Yeah…. Well… " Tori stammered. "Again, we're playing this by ear." She smiled. "At least we are wise enough to not let anyone know we were coming today, right?"

"There is that…" He agreed. "You two are totally not all helpless."

"Just give us the files." Robbie told him. "We get those, and then we bail."

"You're dying to get out of here, huh?" He joked.

"Logan…" Tori attempted.

"Take off that wig." He groaned. "You at least can pass for Lola if someone comes looking for you." Logan took her wig from her head…

"Easy…" Robbie said. "I am the wigmaster. If anyone can do this, it's me."

"Wigmaster?" Logan asked.

"Long story." Tori said as she got to her feet, giving Robbie enough room to take off her wig, but able to stay apart from each other without causing a scene. Robbie then did a quick motion around the base of the wig and separated the hair piece from her actual hair.

"You on the other hand…" Logan said, directed toward Robbie. He shivered. "Stay in the dark…"

"Logan, focus." Tori said to her friend. "We don't have time for this. Don't make us regret bringing you in on this."

"Regret this?" Logan asked. "Without me, you wouldn't have anywhere to go, now do you?"

"Logan." Robbie snapped.

"Robbie." He snickered.

"Boys." Tori growled in a hushed tone. "Look, Logan. We appreciate what you're doing for us, but this is not the time to let each other's' testosterone run wild." She then glared at Logan. "And do not test Robbie. He may not look at it by some people, but you DO NOT want to cross him. He has a streak in him that would scare the biggest bitch you ever came across."

"Really?" He asked.

"Two words. Victor Ryan." Tori snarled.

"Who?" Logan asked.

Robbie's tone turned cold. "Tori's near rapist."

Logan then shut up.

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TBC in Chapter 5C-Part 2


	18. Chapter Five C Part 2

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Five C — Part 2  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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Logan Reese sat idly as he was told the three words that changed the whole outcome of their current conversation…

'Tori's near rapist.'

And just like that, all the humor fell out of their current. The simple nature of Logan's bickering with Robbie went from funny snide comments to deadly serious. And just as he heard Robbie change in tone, Logan knew that he had it call it quits.

Reality hit finally.

Logan let out a breath, and fell back slightly. His back hit the cushioned side of the booth. His eyes then went from the determined eyes of Tori Vega to the protective eyes of Robbie Shapiro. Two sets of eyes that he had long ago learned that these two young adults have become in synch, that anytime when the two of them became unified, it was albeit certain that all matters of trifle matters became deadly serious.

"Ok... then…" He said, already knowing that the heat of this meeting had to be finally become addressed. He then took the file in front of him and opened it. "I made some calls. Even to a person I hope never have to speak to again. Too demanding of a nub if you ask me too." Logan shook his head, clearing his thoughts. "I have two sets of identifications for you. Both of which will have you at eighteen. So you won't have any legal problems with age. Just know you can't drink until you reach 21 by those dates, and you can't rent a car until your 25. I also have two birth certificates for you. And even some medical insurance for you. I want to make sure you two are taken care of. Especially you, Shapiro. We all went a little bit crazy when you in the hospital."

"I don't want to go through that again." Robbie said slowly.

"We both don't want that." Tori told him honestly. "That was a crazy time."

"I remember." Logan admitted. "Which is why I gave you both this type of coverage. You should be safe. I wouldn't recommend you using them unless you absolutely find them a necessity. You want to keep it low. Not to mention, stay hidden. Keep yourselves away from anyone that you know. LA, Malibu. None of them are places you want to come back to. Alright?"

"Don't worry about that." Robbie told him. "We already dealt with that before we left LA."

"No one knows where we are." Tori added.

"Good. Keep any communication that you have to have minor. Even if that. Just as you said to me before, you'll be alone on this. It's just you from now on."

"All we need is each other, Logan." Tori told him.

"I hope you're right." He let out a breath. "Really, I do." He then passed them two driver's licenses. "To the world, these will be who you are from now on…"

Both looked at the cards.

"Noah Parker…" He looked at the name, confused. "I don't get it…"

"Karen Stacy." Tori supplied, questionable eyes glanced back at Logan.

"I tried to go somewhat different from Vega and Shapiro." Logan answered. "Besides, it doesn't matter. To you, you will always be Robbie and Tori. To the rest of the word…"

"Karen and Noah." Tori confirmed. "I mean, I guess they're okay…."

"Would you rather be Lou and Matilda?" He asked with a smirk.

"Good point." Robbie said, looking at the card.

"Normally, I suggest dying your hair, changing eye color. Contacts even. But with where you two going, I kinda figured staying as you are would be okay. But just remember. If things get hectic, dye your hair. Don't use any of this wig crap. You want to be as close to natural as you can get." Going into his pocket, he produced two pear phones. "Use these to talk to each other. Your dad will never be able to trace these since they are linked to Karen and Noah." Tori took the phones that they were offered, she gave one to Robbie. "Even if you do call one of us, the names Karen Stacy and Noah Parker will be seen on the caller ID."

"Oh Boy." Robbie said, amazed just how much Logan actually helped them with.

"Wow… you went all out, didn't you?" Tori asked.

He smirked. "Just about." Going to his other pocket, he pulled out two keys. "These are two my family's winter house. You can stay there for a bit. But once winter runs around, take these." He then took out two more keys. "These are to my summer house. If you go from one house to another, then you shouldn't be found out. Just keep it clean. My parents will never know you've been using their homes. I'll clear up any questions that might come their way."

"Logan… I… We… we can't thank you enough." Robbie pointed out.

"Look," He began. "I've grown attached to you, and I care about what happens to you. It's no secret that Tori doesn't do too well without you, Shapiro. And judging by how you reacted to her when you were at the hospital… let's just say… you both need each other. And if you really are going to try and pull this off, I want you to be prepared and safe."

"Thanks, Logan…" Tori said. A smile appeared on her face. "You're really going out on a limb for us."

He smirked. "Money talks, and that… I got in spades." Letting out a sigh, "I suggest that you two get a move on too. The sooner you get out of here, the sooner you'll be safe." He then turned to his right, but then back to the table. "Oh, and one more thing. Both of you have bank accounts too. Save your money. Use it only when necessary. I got you both jobs. Details are in the file. Know that it isn't much, but it is enough to keep you afloat. Don't do any heavy spending if you can't afford it. I don't need you two to become broke. I can't get you out too much without causing too much more attention." He gave them a smile. "Tori, Robbie… Karen, Noah… I wish you the best of luck. I love you, Guys. And, thanks…"

"Just promise me one thing, Logan." Robbie said, stopping him cold. "Watch out for Lola and Sarah. I want to keep my girls safe."

"They will be. Don't worry about that, Robbie." He grinned. "Stay safe."

Tori and Robbie watched in silence as their apparent guardian angel left without saying another word.

* * *

"So that went so far off from where I thought it might go." Robbie Shapiro said as he dropped his bag on an empty chair.

Tori Vega closed the refrigerator and placed two bottled waters into a small cooler. "Gotta give Logan credit, Babe. He surprised me too." She let out a breath and placed her right hand on the top of the cooler. "I mean… wow… full two new identities. New home. New jobs. Babe, we are officially two legally existing people. Eighteen years old to boot too."

"Yeah… we are, aren't we?" He smiled. Closing the bag, he left the chair and went around the counter, joining his girlfriend. He took his hand, and grasped her free one, keeping them connected. "We can legally go see 'R' rated movies too, now?"

She smirked, placing both hands on his shoulders. Only going slightly further and hugging him loosely. Her forearms residing on his shoulders. "We can do allot more than that, Robbie. We can actually get married. And finally make what we have official."

"Tori…" He let out a sigh. "We can't. For one thing we…"

She let out a breath, knowing the truth. "I know. We won't be married. Noah Parker and Karen Stacy would be married."

"Not only that… we still are trying to make this work. We have nothing to help us do this realistically. We don't have the funding, we don't have the jobs, and we don't have the home." He watched as Tori started to smile when he uttered that last part. "And no. Just because Logan did all that for us, we still can't. We don't…"

"I know…" Tori slowly agreed.

"Tori, I want to marry you." He told her. "I want you to be my wife. I want you to be the mother of my children. But I want this to be when we really are true age, and we are really are own names. I want to marry you as Robbie Shapiro. Not as Noah Parker. I want our future to be legit. Legal. One where your parents are behind us."

Tori sighed. Her chocolate orbs glanced at the carpet as they stood in their dorm. Bringing them back to face her fiancée, she knew he was right. "I love you, Robbie Shapiro. And I always will. I will also love you as Noah Parker. Whoever you are. But just promise me wherever we are, whenever we are, and whoever we are… you and I will be together."

"We always will, Baby." He leaned down and kissed her lips briefly. "And I hope sometime in the future we can get back to our past lives. Get back to our friends, get back to your parents and my sister. Get back to normal. But until then… Until we are ready to show everyone that we can make it on our own, then we will go back to just being us."

"I can't wait for that day." Tori said simply.

"Neither can I." He smiled. Looking around the dorm, he glanced down at his soon-to-be-wife. "You're going to miss this place?"

"I'll miss hanging with our friends. I'll miss that we didn't even get the chance to say goodbye to any of them. But being able to be in a dorm with you I'll surely miss. But I mean, c'mon, we have a house. Two houses, Robbie. We'll get to share a bed, we'll get to do whatever we want, and we'll be okay."

"Just promise me that we'll do what Logan told us to do. We'll go by that file, and we don't screw anything up."

"We won't." She kissed him once more. "I promise you. I won't let anything happen to us, Baby."

"I won't either." He smiled. "Which means one thing we have to do before we get out of here." She looked at him. "Doctor Reynolds. I want to set up an appointment."

Tori nodded, knowing he was right. "Alright. We'll do that. But let's go over our dorm once more and then head on over. I just hope we can get an appointment this soon."

Robbie smiled. "Already done, Babe. Just after we left Logan, I borrowed his phone. I already made an appointment. We got to head over in about 30 minutes."

Tori grinned, "You're always thinking, aren't you?"

"Only two thing is on my mind, Tori. And that's you. Everything else comes second when it comes to you."

"I got the best boyfriend ever." She leaned forward and kissed him. "We are so going to make this work, Robbie."

"I believe so too…" He repeated, and kissed his future wife once more.

* * *

"So tell me, Zoey Brooks. How have you heard about me, and how exactly does it pertain to our mutual friend, Logan Reese?" A polite tone greeted over the phone line.

"Our friend… well…. Logan seemed to be pretty disturbed when your name came up, and I was wondering if I should be worried."

"Worried…" Nevel said with a calm tone. "I would not have any idea why you should be worried." He grinned. "In our conversations, I have never heard Logan speaking of any issues."

"Really?" She asked, shocked. "He seemed agitated when your name was brought up. He practically warned me not to call you."

"I believe our mutual friend might just of been having a hard day, and he was trying to let off some steam." Nevel offered.

"Maybe…" Zoey said, uncertain. "He was going around his dorm room crazy. Looking for something. A folder I think it was…"

"A folder…" Nevel said slowly. "Why would he be looking for a folder?"

"I don't know." Zoey answered quickly. "All I know is that my boyfriend found it, and he took it out of his hands. No warning about it either."

"I'm sure there's nothing to worry about, Zoey Brooks. He's probably trying to find some homework notes. You know how he has to keep up with his girlfriend."

Zoey took a step back, "You know about Quinn?"

Nevel smiled, "There's not much I don't know about Logan Reese. We've been talking for a number of months. Usually pertaining to some trivial matters. Sure, there are some important conversations, but they are rather rare."

"Really?" Zoey asked, confused.

"Really." He confirmed. "Like I said, I wouldn't worry about it."

"Ok…" She said, not believing his comment.

"I wouldn't put much thought into this." He repeated, but then got a smile on his lips when he was soon described something that would make something truly fun to pass up. Sure enough, Nevel Papperman knew what was being sought out. "It's not like anything special was on the folder."

"What do you mean?" Zoey asked, remembering the ramifications of what was labeled on the folder.

"All I know is that, Logan was having issues. I mean, I offered him my help. He kept going on and on about some Mexican Food Recipes. Something called Spicy… um… what was it again?"

Zoey then took her ear off the phone and looked at her boyfriend. She placed her fingers on the speaker. "What was on the folder? Spicy…"

"Spicy Tuna Balls?" He questioned.

Zoey nodded, and then took her fingers off the phone. "Spicy Tuna Balls…"

"Oh Dear…" He smirked, "But I wouldn't worry about it. I mean, if Logan was busy running rampant trying to find a file? One left in the open like that, I wouldn't worry. It's not like he's the one to hide his intelligence."

Zoey paused. Her hand fell to the floor, turning off the phone. Shocked what she might of discovered…

On the other end of the line, Nevel Papperman smiled. He fell back in his chair. This was going to be fun.

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TBC in Chapter 6


	19. Chapter Five D

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Five D  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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"Thanks for seeing us." Tori Vega said as she walked through the door. Already noticing as their therapist was going through a file as he started to get out of his seat. "

"Just be glad I was able to move some scheduling so quickly." He said with a knowing remark.

"Sorry." She winced. Taking a seat that was in the center of his office. "We really didn't have much time to work with."

"Robbie told me what was the purpose of this meeting." He said in the same tone. "Saying that this is because of better circumstances would be non-invalid." He then directed his site to Robbie. "Although, it is good to see you up and about, Robbie."

"It was a crazy couple weeks." Robbie described his recent hospital visit.

"Robbie really needed the time to heal." Tori confirmed, watching her boyfriend taking the seat beside her. "I'm just glad Robbie came out okay. Seeing him go though something like that… it was…" Robbie couldn't help but retreat slightly in his chair, looking at the carpet, away from Tori and Doctor Reynolds. "It was the worse I ever seen him. Looking so frail, sick, motionless… it was just so…"

"Terrifying." Robbie supplied. He let out a breath, and then turned to face the doctor. "Tori and I only just got back a couple hours ago, and like I said on the phone… it was…"

"Urgent." Reynolds recalled. "Yes." Moving to his deck, he sat upon the ledge, holding a notepad and grabbing a pen that lied upon his desk. "Now, before we get into that… I hope this visit means that we can start our weekly appointments again."

Tori nodded, knowing that this was going to be addressed. "It's not that easy."

"I see…" He said, trying to understand was about to be discussed. "Did something happen over the last two weeks?"

"Allot happened." Tori told him honestly. "Too much happened."

He furrowed his brow. "Too much?"

"Yeah…" Tori said slowly. "Um… before we do this… um… we… Robbie and I… whatever we say in here to you in this office can't be said anywhere else, right? We have complete freedom?"

"We do, yes…" Tori and Robbie smiled as soon as he said that. "Unless it has to deal with self-harm… that is."

Robbie shook his head. "Nothing like that."

"Ok then…" He looked at the young couple. "So.. what can I help you with?"

"Um…" Robbie started…

"We left home." Tori told him straight out. "We're no longer living with my parents."

Doctor Kevin Reynolds held his mouth open, slightly ajar. Shocked that this was even a possible outcome. Sure, he knew that Tori Vega and Robbie Shapiro had an interesting relationship to the Vegas, but for them to actually leave the house?

He didn't think they would actually ever do it…

"Doctor Reynolds?" Tori asked, trying to get him to speak.

"I see…" He said slowly. "What happened that would cause you to make this type of decision?"

"My mom and I had a falling out." Tori reasoned. "I couldn't..."

Robbie grasped her hand, giving Tori a sudden jolt. Something he knew she needed. "We couldn't…"

And it was with that comment, Tori and Robbie told their therapists the gist of what happened the last couple days. From the initial visit from Lola, to the jail heist, Tori being kidnapped and almost near rape, Robbie coming to her rescue, even his intent to kill Tori's attacker, and finally her fateful conversation with her mother.

"And all this happened in a couple days?" He asked, bewildered.

"We mostly got our friends back." Robbie said with an almost innocent attempt to soften the facts of the last couple days.

"Mostly?"

"We still have to iron out things with Andre." Tori recalled. "He helped allot though. His cousin gave us a room for the night after we left the house. But we did clear things up with Cat, and it's amazing how much a jail heist can change things. Jade and I finally became friends."

"That was a big one." Robbie agreed.

Tori added, "Jade really made these last couple days possible. Her and Logan. We both have somewhere to go after this, and we don't plan on coming back."

"Not at this moment anyway." Robbie clarified. "We want to prove to ourselves that we can do this."

"You realize this is going to take allot." The doctor told them. "Besides. Do you really think you can actually survive out there? You're only sixteen."

"We can." Tori told him. "We just got to get out of LA for a while."

"And where do you plan on going?" He asked.

"It's taken care of." Robbie declared.

"But we do need one thing from you." Tori said, knowing what has to be discussed. The doctor looked at her. "I had a dream on the bus ride up here…"

* * *

"I thought…. I thought you said…"

"Wait!" Tori stammered. "What?" She looked to her left where she saw the eyes of a confused Robbie Shapiro. "No." She turned back to her therapist. "Doctor Reynolds…"

Doctor Kevin Reynolds placed his notepad down on his lap. "That is what you said, Tori. You said you wanted to end your relationship."

"NO!" Tori yelled. "Never." She turned to Robbie. "I never want to end what we have."

"You did say that you two were on the bus, and you and him Robbie got into a fight. You got…" He looked at his notepad, and read, "And I quote, 'Get away from me, Robbie Shapiro. I can't look at you when you're like this.'"

She shook her head, "I'm not responsible for what 'Dream Me' says." Tori turned to her fiancée. "God. We've been over this…"

"Then why are you raising your voice?" Robbie asked, confused.

"Because he's putting words in my mouth!" Tori yelled. She turned back to the therapist. "We came here to help us get passed this, not to try and end us!"

Doctor Reynolds nodded, and wrote down some notes on his pad. "Do you want to end this? Is there some part of you that wants your relationship to Robbie to end?"

"Tori…" Robbie whispered. "Baby…"

"This is NOT what I'm talking about!" She got to her feet and glared at Doctor Reynolds, "None of this is making sense, Doctor Reynolds. You're twisting my words. In the dream. In the dream, I was trying to fall asleep, using 'Dream Robbie' as a pillow. Then 'Dream Robbie' gets pissed, he yelled at me. 'Dream Tori' yells back, trying to remain together, and then 'Dream Robbie' threatens to end it with us, and then you… 'Real Robbie' wakes me up, and I realize it was all a dream." She fell back in her chair.

"What you are saying to us makes no sense to what I'm trying to tell you." She laid her arms on her thighs, and her head hung in defeat. "I thought this was supposed to help me, not throw a stupid wrench into what we have." She pulled head back, and glanced at her therapist. "We never should've came to see you just now."

"I'm not trying to do anything." Doctor Reynolds declared. "I'm just stating the facts." He let out a breath. Looking at his watch, he pointed out, "We've been here now for twenty-three minutes, Tori. From the moment you two came in, I'm just trying to grasp the sincerity of the situation. Every dream has some subconscious motive. Your brain is trying to tell you something, Tori. It's trying to tell you that maybe you two aren't ready for this. You're not ready to make a go at 'real life,' and that maybe if you and Robbie did end your relationship." He put his hand up when he saw Tori staring to get wiled up. "Or maybe slow yourselves down. Then maybe you would still be living at your house, and not be trying to run away from your parents."

"So what am I supposed to do?" Tori asked. "What are we supposed to do?" She turned to her fiancée, and grabbed his hand. "I'm… tired of all this. I'm… I'm tired of everyone saying what Robbie and I have is too much. That we don't know how to function without each other, that we keep focusing on Yerba, and saying that Yerba is a cop-out."

Robbie finally began to function when he felt his hand being held. Being fully aware as Tori continued to talk. "Yerba is what happened to us. It's what formed us, and it's what bound us. Nobody can understand what we went through, nobody can truly know what or how we felt. I believe… we believe that our love is so deep, so emotional, so drawn, that nobody can fathom our attachment. There is no us without the other. There never can be, and we honestly believe that we can survive on our own."

"Because of what you two had in that cell…" He reminded them.

"Yeah…" Robbie said, finally speaking. He looked at his future wife, and stared into her chocolate orbs. The orbs that he had spent so many nights just falling in love with them. "I remember that day. I remember that day that Tori was thrown back in the cell. I remember her being so shaken, so scared, so hurt. So in pain. Not knowing what or who was real. Not knowing, not believing that I was really Robbie. Not knowing if I was real or not. It was the scariest moment in my life. To see the woman what I was starting to fall in love with, to be so fragile and terrified. Her whole world shattered. It broke my heart to see her like this. Tori… Tori was just so..,"

"Broken." She said simply. Tears in her eyes, she brought Robbie's hand to her lips and she kissed his knuckle. "It's moments like these that makes me know that I… that we can be okay. Because I know here is a man that will take care of me for all time. He will wrap his arms around me, cuddle me, cherish me, and love me. Be the man that I want to marry. That's why I know we can do this…"

"I see…" Doctor Reynolds noted as he wrote down some further notes. "And you both believe this to be true."

"Of course we do." Robbie whispered. "Tori's my girl. My future wife. My hero. If anyone can put my worries to rest, it's her. If she thinks we can do this, then we can."

Tori smiled.

"We love each other." She reasoned…

He gave them a nod. "And you really think you can do this? That you can go out there and succeed in this life? Just the two of you?"

They nodded.

"I strongly think you two are way over your head." He told them directly.

"Oh we definitely are." Robbie told him.

"But we need to be." Tori admitted. "Especially if we want to make this work." She looked at her fiancee and couldn't help but smile. "And after everything that happened just now, I think we will be okay."

And strangely enough, Tori was right. Robbie believed that they could actually make a go at this.

"You ready to go?" Tori asked her future husband.

"Y'know what..." Robbie said. "I think I am."

"I don't think you two could actually do this. In my mind, I don't think you any sense or reality in your future plans."

"But that's the thing." Tori said, and she turned back to her therapist. "Our sense of reality is for us to experience. We're going to be okay, and we do owe you some of our healing to you. And that, we have to thank you."

Tori got out her seat, "We left our bags out in the waiting room."

"So… yeah…" Robbie nodded. He stood up and looked at their former therapist. "Thanks for everything, Doctor Reynolds."

"I don't think you two are really any better than you were when you got here." He told them.

"We finally do." Tori said.

"Tori… Robbie… I…"

But even before he could further complete his sentence, the two of them left.

Doctor Kevin Reynolds just stared in shock. Confused, and comepletely bewildered. He didn't know what to do with this sort of session. And he was certain the Vegas weren't aware of any of what was going on with the two of them.

And the thing was he couldn't do anything to tell them about what happened just now. Tori and Robbie were in the clear. Nothing they said did any physical harm to themselves. So, he couldn't tell the Vegas what was said..,

…

...

But he could tell them that they did spend some time with him. And if they did come to PCA to try and find out what's been going on, then he would be in the clear, and hope that David and Holly could get the help they needed.

Getting off the ledge of his desk, he went back to his chair. Opening his drawer, he went through his files looking for Tori and Robbie's file. He found it within moments. The doctor pulled it out, and opened it. Going through the papers, he got the number. Taking out his office phone, he dialed the number. After a few rings, it was suddenly picked up. "Hello, This is Doctor Kevin Reynolds. I'm looking for either David or Holly Vega? Oh, Holly. Hello. I just thought you want to know we had an interesting session with Tori and Robbie…"

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TBC in Chapter 6


	20. Chapter Six A

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Six A  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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It was reaching 5:43 in the afternoon as a black 2007 Hyundai Sonata pulled into the garage. The car turned off within moments, and a tired David Vega took out the key. He fell back into the seat, and disconnected his seatbelt…

Today had been tremendously hard on him. While it was like every other day at the job, he had the added bonus of having to deal with the fact that his daughter and her fiancée ran away from home, and have yet to make a slip up. He was sure that he would be able to track down any sort of movement from their bank accounts or any contact with any of their friends…

It was as if they didn't want to be found…

And judging that it was reaching dinner time, they had no plans to make it home. He was sure that they would slip up. Especially with the fact that they never came home last night. He thought they would surely come back begging to come back home. Thinking that they were in no shape and form to actually make a go and survive on their own.

But just as he thought, they turned around and did the opposite. David didn't know what to do at the moment. No purchases were made with their credit cards and no use from the their pear phones. Tori and Robbie were definitely in hiding…

Something he felt that none of his children would actually decide to perform…

Rough times were ahead.

David let out a breath, and opened his car door. Closing it, he pressed the button on his key ring, and he soon heard the car lock. Placing the key in his hand, he left the garage and made his way to the front door. Opening it, he was soon rewarded to see his wife on the phone.

"Thank you, Doctor Reynolds." She hung up the phone, and turned to her husband. "Guess where our daughter and future 'son-in-law' are."

David just stood still.

"They just had an appointment with Doctor Reynolds. They're at PCA."

"How? How did they get to PCA? Robbie's car still in storage."

"Wow…" He said in surprise. "I did not see that coming."

"Well, apparently they are." Holly pointed out. Taking the innitative, she approached her husband. "Doctor Reynolds agreed to see them, and while he would like to tell us what exactly they talked about, he can't. He just thought that we might want to know that they did meet."

"Tori and Robbie really are trying to make a go at this then…" He said in a whispered tone. "I haven't been able to get a location on their whereabouts all day."

She glared at him, "I thought you said you would be able to get a hold of them fairly easily."

"I didn't think they would go this far, Holly." He said, returning to his normal tone. "They haven't used their phones, their bank accounts, nothing. Robbie didn't even take his car."

"This is getting ridiculous." Holly said, agitated.

"We can't lose our heads, Holly." He told her. "We need to think this through, and then act. If we keep going by the seat of our pants, then we're going to be the ones who go crazy."

"So, what do you suggest we do then?" His wife asked.

He made his way to the chair, and took a seat. "If we go to PCA now, then I'm more than sure that they would be gone. I'm sure they figured Doctor Reynolds was the safest person to talk to about this because they knew that we couldn't get anything from him."

"Then how do we go about this then?" Holly asked, walking to her husband. She watched him open his arm out, and Holly knew what that meant. While standing up at that moment allowed her to be more open, the new space was more inviting and private. Seeing as that was the most comfortable, she fell into her husband's embrace; allowing her to release the tension that she had been building for a while now. "The longer we don't do anything, the longer it's going to be before we get them back. And I'm sure Paul and Rachel would love how much crap Tori and Robbie are putting us through right now…"

David sighed, "I'm sure you're right…"

She let out a breath, and couldn't help but get a twinge of an idea. "You don't think they actually went to Paul and Rachel for help, do you?"

He smirked, "Doubt it. Tori would not put herself or Robbie under any risk of running into them. They know just how much more drama would unfold if they did employ their help."

"It would give us an answer to where they went after Tori got a hold of Robbie." Holly supplied. "They are low on possible hide-outs."

"Still enough to get to PCA and possibly go somewhere else after that. I'm sure they have no plan to hang around here after that. They probably plan on going somewhere that isn't Malibu either…"

She nodded, feeling David wrap an arm around her shoulders. "Then what do we do?"

"I dunno…" He said. "I mean… I guess we could go to PCA, see if they did meet somewhere there that wasn't Doctor Reynolds."

"We could…"

"It's better than not having any idea what to do right now next." He shrugged. "Maybe we will find something there."

"Do you think that they actually spent sometime with anyone else?"

"It is a possibility." He reasoned. "It's almost 6 o'clock now. If we leave now, then we can get there by 7. We'll stop by Inside Out Burger to grab some food."

"Let's just hope we can actually find something out while we're at PCA."

Accepting that as the current plan, the two Vegas began to put their trip to Pacific Coast Academy into action.

* * *

The doors opened smoothly, and the first thing that happened was that the two teenagers walked slowly inside. They stood still as they began to look upon the surroundings of their current living situation.

They both looked at one another for a moment, and then at the house. "I guess this really means that we're…"

"Free…" Tori Vega whispered. "We're home. We can…"

"Lets' get ahold of ourselves, Babe." Robbie Shapiro told his fiancée. He turned back, and went to the door, picking up the bags that the two of them brought with them. Taking them to the center of the room, he turned back to his love. "Can you get the door?"

"Sure…" She said simply. Turning around, she made her way back, and closed the door behind her. As soon as it clicked shut, she turned back and finally gazed upon her surroundings. To her left, she found what seemed to den area. There were a couple chairs, a coffee table, and a big screen television on the far wall. To her right was the kitchen. Between the counters, she found the refridgerator and an oven that had a stove above it. A table was under a chandelier that hung in the center of the room.

"This is… wow… I mean…"

"Yeah…" She heard. Tori turned around finding her boyfriend approaching her. "We better check out the rest of this place… I want to know where everything is."

Tori nodded, and soon found herself being led by Robbie as the two began to travel down the rest of the house. Already spotting a bathroom shortly, followed by what seemed to be an office. There was also a dining room right next to far from the kitchen come to think of it.

"Guess that's where Logan's dad pays the bill." Tori said as they stopped at the foot of the door. The two of them looked inside and found a computer, desk, and a number of drawers and books decorating the wall.

"I don't want to use that room if we don't have to, Babe. The last thing we needs is Logan's dad to know that we've been in his things."

"No problem there…" Tori said, agreeing to his comment. Her eyes went from the office to back to the hallway, where they found three doors. Opening one, they found the entrance to the garage, the entrance to a laundry room, and a closet which when opened, they could find a number of cleaning supplies and hangers.

"I guess the bedrooms are upstairs." Robbie said, pulling Tori's attention from her new discovery.

"We better check it out." Tori said as they ascended the new staircase. Shortly, the two of them found themselves on the second floor. And sure enough, they found what could only be seen as Logan's room, Chauncy's room, and what could be safely described as the master bedroom.

"I assume this is where you want to sleep, huh?"

"Being with you is the whole point of this move, Robbie. I'm going to fuck you every night, and make love to you too." She smiled. "Then again… I'd even be happy spending time alone with you in bed, naked, and cuddled together."

"I'm always up for some naked Tori time."

She grinned. Leaning forward, she kissed him briefly on the lips. "You will always get the chance to be with me, Robbie Shapiro. You're my future, and living here with you is going to make this whole new life bearable."

"Just promise me that we take this seriously, Tori. That we follow Logan's rules, and we do everything by the book."

"I am not going to screw this up, Babe. It's us from now on, Robbie, and we're going to make this work. We need to make this work."

"And we will." He told her, taking a hand of her hand. "I promised to take care of you, and I mean it."

"We'll take care of each other." She said to him. "But right now? Now, we got to get organized. We should finish looking around, then make plans for dinner, and go over the files Logan gave us."

He grinned, "Remember when we were back at Sherwood. And just before we had Sex Ed for the first time, you told me that when I get forceful, you get horny." She nodded. "Well, when you get so protective of me, I get excited."

Tori smiled as his comment, and couldn't help but get an urge to take him in her arms at that moment, press him down on the bed, and begin to take off his shirt. And as she began to have that sudden urge, she forced herself to shake her head; clearing her mind. This wasn't the time for them to get lustful. "We got to get going, Robbie. We get a move on with what needs to be done, we'll get passed this lust."

"Tell you what." He told her. "We do the files, we do dinner, and we put our bags away, we'll spend the whole day in bed tomorrow naked."

Tori grinned, liking that idea.

"We just have to make sure we can get some actual food too so we can keep ourselves energized."

"We need to do a whole lot more than that." She said directly. "But first, we got to finish looking over the house."

Tori and Robbie were off to finally put a day of passion forward.

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TBC in Chapter 6B


	21. Chapter Six B

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Six B  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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Lola Martinez let out a breath as she came into the bathroom. Reaching the sink, she placed her hands on the sides, and stared at her mirror. Turning on the faucet, she took some water and splashed her face. Going to the rack, she pulled the towel off and dried the water off her face, and then flung it over her shoulder. She turned off the water, and just stared back at her reflection.

Lola couldn't believe the predicament Tori and Robbie put themselves in. She couldn't believe that they would ever do something like this. That they would actually run away from home and do God knows what. Lola always thought the two of them were realistic in their relationship, she thought they had a great relationship with Tori's parents. That despite some problems they had with the world, Lola always thought they were in good standing within the Vega home. It still blew her mind that both David and Holly had no problem with Tori and Robbie having sex on a regular basis either. In short, she never felt that Tori and Robbie would actually do something like what they did. By God, they only had to wait twelve hours before they actually got back to PCA…

But no…

They didn't do that, did they?

They just up and left, and it was throwing both Vega parents into hysterics…

Damn. That night alone in their house was rough too. Lola had a hard time trying to get some sleep. Only because she kept hearing Holly and David arguing back and forth about what happened with Tori and Robbie, about their sudden departure, and how the last day unfolded for all the Vegas. It was ludicrous.

Dammit…

There was too much going on last night, and she didn't want to interrupt any of it. She had no place in it. It was a discussion between David and Holly, and all she could do was bury her head under the pillow and pray that morning would come soon so she could actually head back to school, and not deal with what was really happening within the Vega house.

She couldn't do anything about it. She couldn't tell them that she knew that Tori and Robbie ran away, and that they had no intention on coming back. It was mind-blowing enough. Yet one fact remained. It was now 6:40 at night, and she had yet to hear anything from them either. "Where the fuck are you guys?" She asked her reflection.

She groaned, and shook her head. Turning around, she leaned against the sink and stared at the wall. "I don't even know if you're okay or not..." She said in a lowered tone. "And I thought I was one of your girls, Robbie…"

It was only a matter of moments until she heard a knock on the door. "Lola?"

Lola glanced at the closed door, "Yeah, Zoe?"

"The Vegas are coming. They want to speak to us."

"Great…" She generally cursed. Knowing full well more drama was about to unfold, and she for one didn't want to deal with any of them right now. She already got enough from last night. "Are they actually here?"

"They're on their way. They just pulled into the parking lot."

Lola let out a sigh, and went for the door. She opened it, and looked at the concerned friend. "I'm going out."

"Lola, why?" She asked. "The Vegas…"

"Zoey, I got enough of them last night. Look, I just can't be here right now when they come up. I'll be back…" But even before Zoey could get another word in edge-wise, she left.

Lola opened the door, and closed it within seconds. Taking out her phone, she quickly went through the numbers, and there was only one person she could call and deal about this insanity. But she knew that any communication between them could only suffer more drama and any possibility between communication between her and anyone that Tori and Robbie knew would cause suspicion.

Forcing out a sigh, she needed another phone. But any phone that linked between her dorm, or the boy dorm would likely be a phone that Detective Vega would search would be a no go. Lola needed one phone that was…

And then her mind clicked. She needed a payphone, and the closest one was behind Butler Hall. Lucky enough, it wasn't near the parking lot either. So, hopefully she wouldn't get the chance to run into the Vegas…

* * *

"We really need to go to the grocery store." Tori said as she pulled out a bottled water, followed by another. "We don't have much to work with here." She closed the cooler, and made her way to a chair where she noticed her fiancée sitting in an opened position.

Robbie took the water bottle that was offered to him, and was soon rewarded to find Tori taking the initiative, and sitting down in his lap. Unscrewing the lid, he took a swig, and nodded. "We have allot to do, Babe. And so much of what we can do is on a limited budget. My comic book money can only last us for so many days…"

Tori sighed, "I don't like that you pawned away some of your books."

Robbie hugged Tori closer to him. "We needed money, Tori. And I'm okay with what we did."

"But you worked hard on collecting those. It's a part of your childhood."

Robbie shrugged, "My childhood wasn't all that good. You know that." He noticed how she about to say something. "But it doesn't matter. A, we needed untraceable money. B, it's only money. And if it keeps us alive, then that is what I'm okay with spending it on." He leaned over, and kissed her cheek. "You gotta realize. You are my top priority. I will do everything in my power to keep you sane and healthy. I can't do this on my own, and… Tori, we both gave up allot to make this work. That is where my heart is, Babe. To keep you alive and healthy."

Tori couldn't help but smile. "I love you, you know that, right?"

"I live everyday to hear those words." He reasoned. "Now…" He took a sip of his water, and looked to his right. Logan's folder rested upon the coffee table. "We gotta look at the folder."

Tori nodded, knowing he was right. Taking herself a swig, she closed the bottle, and put it on the table, next to the remaining remnants of the food they just ate from dinner. "Ok…" She took her left hand and grabbed the folder. Bringing it to where they were seated, she opened it and started to go through the papers that Logan helped forge. "We got the ideas. Noah Parker and Karen Stacy. We got birth certificates, we got high school diplomas…"

"Where'd we go anyway?" Robbie asked.

Tori looked at the papers. "Hillside Prep…"

"Where's that?" Robbie asked, taking the diploma with his name on it, looking at Noah Parker's old school.

"I dunno…" Tori told him. "But at least we graduated high school, and together. That's good. Even if we have to have these fake names, I still want to be tied to you."

"I'm not going anywhere." He kissed her cheek again.

"I don't want you to go anywhere that isn't with me." She said to him sweetly. "And as for what else we have here, we got Blue Dove for medical insurance. This one is going to have to be looked at more closely. We also have two jobs lined up…"

"What type of jobs?" He asked.

Tori went for the papers that were in the folder. "Well… it seems like you are going to be a dishwasher."

"Great…" He said, looking at the paper that was folded in half with his name on it. "I really wanted to be a dishwasher…"

"Hey, it's a job." Tori told him. "And it will help us survive. That IS what is important."

"I know…" He began to open his folded paper as Tori looked at her. "What you get?"

"Laundry worker…" Tori let out a sigh. "I'm working at a Laundromat."

He smirked, "You'll get clean clothes." Tori snapped her face at him. "Kidding. Look, these jobs are going to suck. Royally too."

"But we need them." Tori agreed. "As long as we do this… then…"

"Hey…" Robbie whispered. He took his hand and caressed her cheek, forcing her to look into his eyes. "Each day will end with us in bed together, holding each other. Taking care of each other, being there for each other…"

"Keeping us alive… I know…" She let kissed him once more, and looked back at the paper. She groaned when she noticed the start date. "I start tomorrow, Babe. No all day naked time…"

Robbie let out a breath. "Kinda figured…" He looked at his. "I start tomorrow at 10. And it looks like I work until 6. You?"

"11 until 7…"

"Wow…" He let out a whisper. "We're going to be tired." Tori nodded, taking in his statement. "What else is in the folder?"

Tori looked back, "We got a bus schedule. Which is good, because we have no car. We also have the numbers to our new phones. Debit cards and checkbooks. And social security numbers…"

"This is unreal, Baby." Robbie said to her. "But this IS what you want, right? This, two new jobs, two new identities, two…"

"I want this because you know why." She told him. "And while I would like to spend all day in bed with you tomorrow, we can push that back to Saturday, right? These jobs can't keep us apart all the time. We're going to have to make the most of what we have so we can pull this off."

"Hopefully we can make it to Saturday." He chuckled.

"Hey, I'll take cuddling as a substitute for as long as we can." She told him. "All I want is for you to hold me tonight."

"That… I can do." He kissed her once more. Taking out his new pear phone, he noticed the time. "There's a bus in about twenty minutes, we can go pick up some groceries tonight. Get something for breakfast tomorrow at least. Get what we need to make this work."

Tori sighed knowing he was right. "Ok…" She kissed him once more herself "We got a long way to make this work."

"And we will. C'mon." Robbie pointed out. He watched as Tori started to pull herself out of his lap. But as soon as he saw her at full height, he reached out and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her back, and starting to pleasure her with intensive kisses in the nape of her neck.

"Robbie!" She squealed in delight.

"Doesn't mean we can't have some small doses of passion every now and then." He grinned, and kissed her again.

"Robbie, c'mon! We gotta go."

"Wow." He said, watching her pull out of his grasp. "You really want to get going, don't you?"

"What part of not wanting to screw this up don't you get?" Tori asked, pulling his arm up, fording him out of the chair. "We gotta get a move on."

Robbie sighed, "I know…"

"C'mon, my love." Tori said with a grin.

"I'm coming, I'm coming…"

Then the two of them got out of the chair, headed for some light jackets, their keys, and their new IDs.

Tonight was truly the start of their new lives as Noah Parker and Karen Stacy.

* * *

"I hope we can actually find something here tonight." Holly Vega whispered as the elevator climbed up the stairs.

"It's about the closest way we actually might get some leads." David reminded her.

"I'm surprised it's actually gone this far." Holly told him.

"I'm beginning to think may it's not, Holly." David said to his wife as soon as the elavlator doors open.

"How can you actually think that it's not?"

"On the way here." David told her. "While I was driving, I was thinking… Tori and Robbie. The way they think. The way they were forced into… the human body has a habit of adapting to its surrounding. And while they may actually have shrunken in their world's view. IE, meaning no longer thinking in the grand scheme of things. Thinking how much their lives were altered after they were gone from home. Gone from Hollywood Arts, gone from us. They were forced to begin thinking in terms of Yerba. In terms of survival and in terms of solitary. They only had each other… Holly, they were forced to only depend on themselves. So much so, that they fallen in love with each other. To help them deal. To help them survive. Holly, we're dealing with…

"Two kids who only had themselves and because they clung together for those two weeks, their world shrank. And rather than get back to normal when they got back home.."

Holly understood. "Kept what they had. They had no reason to get back to normal because they thrived on what they had."

"They built their lives on it." David said as they edged to the girl dorm room. "And now that their on their own. They're retreating back to that frame of mind. Only this time, more…"

"Alone then ever…" Holly realized. She failed to notice that David knocked on the door.

"We gotta find them…" David said to her.

It was at that moment when the door in front of them started to open. "Mr. and Mrs. Vega?"

"Everybody here, Michael?" Holly asked.

Michael Barrett replied, "Not all of us."

"Lola's not here." Chase told them.

"Where's Lola?" David asked.

Zoey looked at them, "Lola's um… she's not here."

"Where is she?" Holly questioned.

"We're not quite sure." Quinn said to them.

"Great." Logan Reese said, trying to be as neutral as possible. "Now, we're missing Lola." At least this way, he knew it would keep as far away from him as a possible link to Tori and Robbie as possible. He just hoped Lola really wasn't missing.

* * *

Somewhere across Malibu, and back in the suburbs of Los Angeles, a hand went to a currening ringing pear phone. A groan escaped the owner's lips as the phone was turned on. She brought it to her ear, and heard a sudden voice.

"Hi, Jade."

"Lola?"

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TBC in Chapter 6 C


	22. Chapter Six C Part 1

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Six C: Part 1  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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"I was really hoping they had any Funky Nut Blast." Robbie Shapiro said in disgust as he slumped onto the bench. He then placed his two grocery bags by his feet.

"I still can't believe you actually like that flavor." Tori told him. "Especially after all that ice cream we actually searched through."

He smirked, "I didn't at first." Then shrugged. "But finding gluten free ice cream is hard. And once you do, you take full advantage of it and start eating it." Robbie looked at his fiancée, "You get used to it…"

"Maybe next time." Tori reasoned, and placed her hand on his thigh. "Besides, this was only to get the few essentials. Once we start getting paid, then we can get better stuff."

"So, hopefully next week." He let out a sigh, and allowed his head to roll back, resting on the top of the bench the two sat on. His eyes stared into the night sky as they sat waiting for the bus to pick them up.

"Which is also the time when I get my stiches out." Tori said playfully. "I'll be all healed and everything."

Robbie grinned. He lifted his head and looked at his beloved, "A healthy Tori is a happy Tori." He leaned over and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, bringing her to him. "A 'happy Tori' is one of my favorite moods you have."

Tori grinned, "Mine too…" She sighed happily, and closed her eyes. Allowing herself to drift into contentment. A feeling that she had a hard time exhibiting lately with all the madness the two of them have been dealing with lately. She then opened her eyes and looked at her best friend, "And I like it when you actually are in one of your silly moods. It gets me to see one of your old habits that you rarely show anymore."

He showed a confused look, "You actually liked me like that?"

"In all honesty, I always like you, Babe." She pulled herself into a straightened sitting position. "I mean, sure you had your off moments." She shrugged. "We both have. You definitely had seen me at my worst, Robbie. But your silly moments are the moments I like to believe that you got those random 'free moments.' Moments that between all the chaos we're under, you had these moments where you broke loose and got some fresh air. Some small 'coping' moments. I leaned to cherish those moments, Babe. Nothing against you. I just liked it when you had spurs of insanity. It often lead to moments where you showed your true heart. Like when you brought the ice cream to the kids. Sure, you got hit by mothers."

"Big mothers, with sticks." He recalled.

"Right. But your heart was in the right place." She smiled. "You have a wonderful soul, Robbie. You always will. But between everything that happened since we've known each other, I just…"

"Got to see some happy moments…" He confirmed…

"Right…" She smiled. Tori then closed her eyes, trying to enjoy the warmth of her fiancée and waiting for the bus. "These whole three months have been the best in my life…" She opened her eyes. "Giving us a chance was the best thing we ever did…"

He grinned, "Yeah… it was…" He then leaned in and kissed her lips briefly. "You really are the best thing has happened to me."

"Me too.." She kissed him back.

Thinking back, he couldn't help but recall the events of the night that led up to everyone getting a free concert from Kesha. "I am sorry that you ended up being Trina's assistant for a few days."

Tori smirked at the memory. "I admit. It wasn't a pleasant experience. And besides, I didn't think she would hold up on a promise I made when I was six."

He looked at her, "I bet you were cute at 6."

"I still am."

"I would've been your handsome prince in a heartbeat."

"I believe it too." She smiled. "But even still… it wouldn't of saved me. There was no way we could have a magic sugar castle." Letting out a breath, she continued, "As for the whole assistant thing, I'm over it. Trina and I are on good terms finally, and whenever we do go back to LA, I more than willing to just hang out with her. But right now, all I want to do is make this work." She looked at him. "Robbie, you given me a wonderful three months. Sure, there has been a few hang-ups. But think of it this way. If we weren't together, then those three months would have been allot worse."

Robbie kissed her. "Three glorious months… 90 days at least…"

She smirked… "90 days…" Tori shook her head. "Can you believe it? Almost 100 days…"

"Yeah…" It was then something hit him. "We never had our 100 day kiss, huh?"

"Robbie…" She looked at him. "We are way passed kissing on our hundredth day. We're way passed that."

"I know…" He sighed. "But I do want to make it special somehow."

Tori thought for a second… "Ok… how bout this… We never really had our day of nakedness. We always ended up losing out of it at the last second. Like something that got thrown in our face and we had to deal with something crucial."

"Don't I know it." He let out a breath. "Either a therapist appointment."

"A random moment when Cat just barged into our dorm."

"Or Trina in your room."

"Or an argument with either of our parents…" Tori realized.

"We never did get it, huh?" Robbie told her. He took out his pear phone, and went for the calendar. "Alright, today is Sunday. We start work tomorrow. Come Sunday… we do it. I'm sure we won't be working. Sunday, we'll spend all day in bed. Naked. Sexing each other up, and burning through condoms like no tomorrow."

Tori grinned, "I like that…"

"I knew you would." Robbie said as he pulled out his wallet. "Damn. I need to get more though."

"Um…" She glanced at him. "How much do you have left?"

"I got a few in the bag at the house. But that's about it…" He looked at her, "How are you on pills?"

"Running low actually…" Tori realized, thinking about the sincerity of their predicament. "Great…"

"Which means what? No more sex?" Robbie asked, fear in his voice.

"Getting condoms is not a problem. I mean, we can go pick some up tomorrow." Tori insisted. "As for birth control pills…" She let out a sigh. "We need to think about that. We need a doctor's prescription. I mean, we can get what I have renewed, but that runs the risk of my parents getting notified if something goes wrong with the insurance. And then if we get tracked down by that… Oh God…" She started to get worried when reality was starting to sink in…

"We just started to actually make a go at this. To actually get fucked over because I'm no longer on the pill…" Her voice went suddenly quiet… "I can't believe I'm going to say this, but 'We might have to stop fucking if we don't want to get fucked over by my parents…"

Robbie was lost in thought when a sudden whooshing sound broke the stillness. "You two kids want to come on the bus? Or do you want to spend the night on at random bus in Oxnard."

Tori and Robbie just sat still…

* * *

"What do you mean Lola isn't here?" Holly asked the group of kids as Zoey closed the door.

"You called, I answered. Told Lola and then she said she was leaving." Zoey offered. She shrugged, "I called the others. As for Lola, she just said she was leaving, but she told me that she would be back."

"At least we know that she plans on coming back, Holly." David reminded her. "What we need to know is did any of you actually talk to Tori and Robbie before this all went down?"

"We actually haven't really seen them." Chase put out. "I mean, we all visited them one time over the last two weeks at some point. They both seemed fine."

"Everything seemed normal." Logan said simply. "They were just acting like themselves." He added without hesitation, "They were planning on coming back today."

"All Holly and I know is that their therapist called us today informing us that Tori and Robbie were here, we were hoping by chance that they might actually be here still."

"We haven't seen either of them." Michael said.

"Which could possibly mean that they were just making sure none of you saw them." David reasoned. He glanced at his wife. "They knew if they ran into someone, then they would be forced to get in touch with us."

Holly let out a sigh, "Looks like they really don't want to be found."

"Wait." A new voice interjected. "Robbie and Tori were here?" Sarah Shapiro asked coming out of the bathroom. She turned to the Vegas. "Robbie didn't say anything to me."

"Or Beck." Holly told her. "Nobody has said anything. David and I are worried. We're hoping that any of you saw something. Or heard anything."

Sarah took out her phone and started to go through her contacts. "They're not answering their phones either." David pointed out. "My department hasn't been able to track down anything. Nothing electronic has been used. No phones, no money withdrawals, nothing."

Sarah shook her head. "What happened?" She approached the two Vegas. "My brother and future sister-in-law are missing, and you don't know anything?" She turned to Zoey. "Tori spends more time with you, Lola, and Quinn more on a daily basis. You mean to tell me that you don't know anything?"

"Sarah…" Zoey tried to start.

"You got your family, Zoey. Everyone has their family here. But Robbie is all I have now. We got away from our parents, and it's just us."

"It's not just you and Robbie." David declared. "You and Robbie are part of this family. Ever since Ridgeway, you two have been."

"Then why have I been out of the loop!" She yelled. "Robbie and Tori are gone. They didn't say anything to me. Robbie didn't say anything. He knows how much family is important to us. Something seriously had to happen for Robbie not to tell me anything." She looked at David and Holly. "The only idea I can possibly come up with is that something happened between Robbie and Tori and you two."

"Sarah, there were insinuating circumstances." David tried to reason. "Tori, Robbie, Lola, and Jade were all being held up in a jewelry store. When it finally ended, Tori was in the midst of getting glass out of her fore—"

Holly interrupted her husband. "It was me, Sarah."

"Holly, you don't have to…"

"No, I do." She told him directly. "I was the last one to see Tori before this all went to insanity. " She shook her head, starting to remember how the actual interaction between mother and daughter went that day. "Tori just got out from seeing the doctor. And even before we could head back to Robbie, I confronted her. Allot has been going on behind the scenes, kids. What may seem of normalacy, came out as emotional baggage. Tori and Robbie wanted to go back to PCA from the get-go after coming home from the hospital. But because David and I wanted time for Robbie to recooperate, and actually force them to be apart, I…"

"Holly…"

She shook her head. "We… we put them apart. And I guess, they didn't take it well."

Seeing as no other choice, David elaborated. "Yerba. Yerba screwed with their minds. So much so that they lost all sense of independence and became a unit. Tori and Robbie dove into each other, and it is only becoming more apparent that their judgment is screwed up to maybe beyond repair."

"Any sense of rationality and reality has moved passed them, and they now think they can hande any situation because of what happened to them in Yerba. We have a hard time believing that they could actually survive out there."

David sighed. "In short, Holly and I still have problems realizing the actual tender subject matter of their relationship. We feel they are so drawn together, that they don't know just how harsh and cruel the world truly is. They need help, and we're trying to get a hold of them before they do anything harmful to themselves or each other."

"They need help." Holly admitted. "We thought that being by themselves at least over night would be enough for them to come back to the house."

"But it's been 24 hours." David clarified.

"We don't know what to do…"

The kids just looked at them in silence…

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TBC in Chapter 6C: Part 2


	23. Chapter Six C Part 2

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Six C: Part 2  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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"Why are you calling me?" She asked. "I thought that…"

She cut her off. "Relax. I'm not at my dorm. I'm using a…"

"I don't want to know." She groaned. Shaking her head, she added. "I swear. You two have the same need to annoy the hell out of me."

"I just need to know where they are." Lola insisted. "I'm so tired of not knowing."

"They didn't tell you for a reason." Jade clarified.

"Look, the Vegas are at the dorm asking questions." She informed. "I had to get out of there. You weren't at their house last night. Arguing for hours. Trying to get some sleep. Trying to… I'm exhausted. I'm tired. I'm annoyed. I'm worried. And I'm tired."

"That doesn't matter." She pointed out. "You shouldn't be calling me. You shouldn't be calling anyone."

"Fuck it." She snarled. "It's been 24 hours, Jade. I already proven to the Vegas that I don't know anything. I don't know a damn thing. I just know that they're off somewhere. Hopefully not sick, not injured, or dead. Just let me know they're okay."

"They're fine." She snapped into the phone. "Don't call me again, Lola. There's a reason that they haven't said anything to you."

"Look, Robbie called me one of his girls, alright. You know how much he values friends. You would think that he would make it a point to get in touch with me."

"He hasn't said anything to Sarah, Lola." She insisted. "His sister. If his sister doesn't know, then why should you know."

"Because unlike Sarah, I was with you with all this shit was taking its toll. I was with you with that damn robber almost made Tori his bitch. Or that he nearly killed Robbie. We may not of been in that room when that shit went down, but we know there's allot more that they aren't saying."

Jade groaned. "Look, Martinez. There's a reason I don't know things."

"I bet you do." She shot back. "I bet that you actually do know where they are. When they left, they obviously cut themselves off from everything and everyone. I also know that that the people they do trust are slim. That they only told people who would understand what they went through. And that's you. So, just tell me, Jade. Let me know what's going on."

"Even if I did know where they are, what makes you think that I should tell you? Not telling you means that you're in the clear."

"What if I don't want to be clear?" Lola asked matter-of-factly. "Jade, Robbie called me one of his girls. He makes it part of his life to protect me. I've been through allot of shit, and I have some crummy boyfriends, and he was there, helping me. Being a shoulder that I needed. I swear…"

Then it dawned on her…

"You like him…"

Lola paused a moment when she heard Jade say those three words. And in all honesty, if you were to task her when she and Robbie first met, then she probably would've given it much thought. Let alone the fact that she was already in a committed relationship with Vince. But to actually go out with Robbie? Lola never thought about that as an actual concept…

"Damn. What is it with this guy. All his life, he's been getting the shitcan with girls. Always being the social outcast. No girl wants to do anything with him. One girl he likes turns him down. Then when he gets out of Yerba after being incarcerated suddenly becomes aware of him. Only for her to be shot down because Shapiro got lucky coming home practically bound at the hip with Vega, and then a girl who actually looks like Vega gets interested in him..."

Lola didn't say anything. She just turned around in the phone booth and looked out, idly watching the outside teenagers walking aimlessly in the courtyard. "Look, I don't know what to feel. All I know is that Robbie is a good guy. A little wonky at times, but a good guy. If I Robbie instead of Vince, then maybe I wouldn't of had so much crap thrown in my face. "

Jade let out a sigh, "He is a good guy, Dammit." She shook her head. "I gave him crap for years. It even got to the point that I would classify our friendship as tolerable." She shook her head. "Look, that doesn't matter. All I can tell you is that Robbie and Tori are safe. They talked to someone, got some needed advice, and made a go at this crazy as fucked plan."

Lola paused for a moment, "Who would they talk to? No one knows anything. I mean, sure there's us, but who else?"

"I can't say anymore, Lola. I gotta go. Just don't call me anymore, okay?"

Without any further warning, Jade West hung up the phone. Leaving a very confused Lola Martinez in her wake…

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"Robbie, I know we have to put the food away, but..."

Robbie nodded, understanding the urgency in her voice. He went into his pocket and pulled out his key. He quickly gave it to her, while she slowly handed over her bag of groceries. "It's okay, Tori. I understand." He gave her a smile. "I want to know too."

Tori smiled her thanks, and headed for the door. Opening the door, she left it open for Robbie to come inside, and made a beeline for her bag. Robbie watched his girlfriend head for the upstairs as he made his way to the kitchen table where he placed the two bags on the table. Looking at the staircase, he let out breath, hoping the two of them weren't as severely in danger as they were thinking.

Shaking his head, he went back to the table and started to pull out of the food the two of them bought all but an hour ago. What followed from the bag was a couple bags of deli meat, bread, carrots, a bag of chips, a 12 case of peppy cola, a box of cereal, milk, a dozen eggs, and a few other foods.

"Robbie!" Robbie paused, and closed the refrigerator. "Robbie!" He soon heard two feet walking down the stairs in a quickened pace. He looked up and saw his fiancée approaching him with a worried gloss over her beautifully featured face.

"Tor?"

"Seven days." She answered quickly. "I got seven days left…"

"So that means…" He said slowly, allowing her words to sink in.

"By Monday next week, I'm out. We're done." She said simply. Tori then took a seat by the table, and let out a sigh; staring solely on the top of the table.

"We got the condoms still." Robbie told her, hoping that he would brighten her mood. Taking a seat, he placed a hand on her, comforting his beloved.

"How many?" She asked, still in a low monotone voice.

Robbie let out a breath… "Five I think…" He gave her a smile. "But I can buy some tomorrow. Getting more is not an issue."

"But they aren't a hundred percent effective." She looked up, finally gazing into his brown pools. "Condoms break. And they only prevent pregnancy like 98 percent of the time." She took her free hand and placed it on Robbie's; essentially her two hands sandwiching his one. "Robbie, Baby. We depend on your condoms alone, there could be a chance that I could get pregnant. And we're not ready for that to happen. Not by a long shot." She withdrew her hands, and stood up from her chair. Walking around the table, she waited for Robbie to push his chair back. When he did, she took the initiative and sat down on his lap, her head resting on his shoulder. One arm wrapped behind him, holding him to her. Their other hands were tightly woven together, fingers interlocked. "We could get pregnant, Robbie. We could become parents if I'm not on the pill anymore."

Robbie let out a breath, understanding her concern. "Which means… what? We going celibate?" He asked, hurt.

She let out a breath, "I… don't know. I mean, not having sex. Going abstinence?"

"Tori, I love you. Deeply. You know that. But are we seriously talking no sex?"

"I don't know, Robbie." Tori said shortly. "I really don't. Sex is what brought us together. Making love, finding each other. I still remember our first time. I remember going to you, I remember asking you to make love to me, practically begging for it. I didn't want Bertha to take away you at your purest, at your most innocent, without getting a chance to be with you. Knowing you back then, having your arms around me, feeling you penetrate me for the first time…" Tears started to dwell in her eyes. "Robbie, being with you like that, being able to stay with after all these months, making love, it's what makes what we have special. Us having sex is important. Sleeping with you. Having you whenever I want… I know making love with you shouldn't be the most important part of what makes us work. It really shouldn't. But under the circumstances, I wouldn't… I wouldn't take that away from us. I… God, Robbie… I…"

"Hey…" Robbie withdrew his hand from Tori placed his hand on her cheek, caressing her. She raised her head, gazed into his eyes. "I love you, Tori. I'm in love with you. Having sex with you, making love with you. It is important. But is it so important that we can't make us work without sleeping together?" He paused a moment, "Tori, you're my fiancée. Are we really saying what I think we're saying? Having no sex with you would end us?"

"Never." She kissed him briefly. "Never think that us not having sex would end us." He let out a sigh of relief. "Robbie, I want to marry you. I want to be your wife." She kissed him again. "The question is, would we be okay if we no longer have sex. In the sake of our plans. To make what we're doing here safe… not having the chance to become pregnant. Would we be okay with abstinence if I can't get birth control pills…"

Robbie looked back at her, and kissed her. "I am not going to leave you, Tori."

"I'm not going to leave you either." She insisted. "But would you be okay if we stop having sex?"

He let it hang in the moment, keeping the air still. "I guess so… I mean, we can still kiss. We can still cuddle… we can still…"

"I can still give you blowjobs." Tori pointed out. "You can still play with my clit." She smiled, he smirked. "There are options still…"

He let out a sigh, "But just no more sex…"

She shrugged, "That is if we don't want to get pregnant." Pausing for a second, she added, "But in the future? If we want to have the possibility of becoming pregnant as an outcome, then we can go back to having sex. Keeping condoms as a possible safety net. Just like what we're doing before. But with no birth control pills…"

He nodded, understanding. "That is if we want to keep up the lifestyle in keeping total incognito. In keeping the world knowing that we're Karen Stacey and Noah Parker…"

"Yeah…"

Robbie sighed, "I guess. I mean, it's going to suck. Royally too."

"But we'd still be together. We'd still be a couple, and we'd still be each other's lifeline." Tori informed him…

"Right…"

"Then I guess that is what we plan on doing. For the next week we can have much sex as we want. We'll get condoms tomorrow, but as for my birth control pills… we only have a week left."

"Then I guess… we better make the most of it…"

Tori nodded, "I guess so…" She got off his lap, leaned down and kissed more. "C'mon, we got to put the rest of the food away, and then get some sleep. Tomorrow, starts our first day as our new lives…"

"Yep… no more Tori and Robbie…" A whispered tone escaped his lips.

"We'll always be Tori and Robbie." Tori said as she went for the grocery bag. "We'll just be Karen and Noah to the outside world…"

"I guess so…" He said, joining his future wife, absent-mindedly walking passed the folder with the familiar words, 'Spicey Tuna Ballls' makred on the cover of the folder.

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TBC in Chapter 6D


	24. Chapter Six D: Part 1

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Six D: Part 1  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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Lola Martinez hung up the phone.

What WAS going on?

Lola didn't know…

Everything was just as screwed up as it was last night. Tori and Robbie were still missing, Jade did or didn't know where they were, and the Vegas were back at the dorm. Yeah, that was really a confusing time… Dammit. The whole point to escape from seeing the Vegas was to hopefully get some answers, and to get some space. Not to get any more confusing than she was since last night…

Dammit…

What was going on in… Lola let out a breath, and turned around. Her brown eyes closed for a moment, and she fell back and hit the wall of the phone booth. Could this be anymore 'effing' confusing? She shook her head and let out a breath. Opening her eyes, she looked on as the scene in front of her continued to transpire… the bleak stillness and the eerie calm of the approaching night hours…

"What time is it?" Lola asked herself, a slight whispered tone escaping her lips. Taking out her pear phone, she pressed the 'home' button, and the screen flashed on. "9:17…" Wow… it really was actually getting late in the day… Looking back at the screen, she noticed a few text messages that were left unanswered. Placing her finger on them, she quickly scanned the people who sent them, and she got two from Zoey, one from Quinn, and one Michael… "Guess, something really was going on…"

But rather than look at the messages, she slid the phone back in her pocket, and finally opened the door. Climbing out of the booth, and decided that seeing as how curfew was nearing its due point, she might as well head back to the dorm. Even though, she really didn't want to deal with any of her friends just yet…

Which meant that… where did she want to go?

It's not like she could go hang out with her friends back at the dorm. Well, okay, she could… but she also knew that if she did that, then they would ask her where she was and why she didn't want to talk to the Vegas… A fact that she really didn't want to go through right now…

A breath escaped her lips…

Where could she go? Who could she turn to?

With her friends out of the equation, she didn't really have anywhere or one to go to… Between them, who else was there? Vince? Lola shuddered. She didn't want to go see him right now. All he would do is either try and get back together with her, or ask her why she was really avoiding him. He'd ask why would she go, and while her reason was she wanted to go visit her recovering friends, she couldn't help but wonder maybe on some level she really did like Robbie.

She also knew that if Vince even her about a potential interest in Robbie, she would bite his head off. Vince knew that Lola and him were still going out, but to question why the breakup was because she secretly liked Robbie, and hoped that somehow she could get together with him?

Even when she knew Tori was with Robbie…

God…

What was wrong with her?

That sounded so pathetic as she thought about that possibility of an outcome…

She really needed to forget Robbie as a possible boyfriend candidate. That couldn't happen. That shouldn't happen. That can't happen.

Lola groaned.

"God!" She shook her head. "What the fuck is wrong with me?"

Lola didn't know.

"Somebody help me!"

When no one answered, she slowly walked over to a park bench, and slumped down on the cool metal… She needed to talk to someone about this whole bunch of crap, but who? She couldn't tell anyone!

"Dammit!"

She collapsed, and fell back, her head rolling back over the top of the bench, her brown eyes staring into night sky… "What am I supposed to do?" She asked no one in particular… Lola took her phone out and stared at the missed text messages. Who could she possibly talk to? And who was safe to talk to?

It was that moment when she heard her phone starting to ring. Looking at the screen, she shook her head… "Not now…" She whispered, ignored the ring, and let her hand fall back to the bench, holding the phone as fingers hit the metal she was sitting upon…

"Good. So your phone is working."

Lola looked up finally and noticed a friend of hers approaching. "So, this is where you've been hiding…"

She rolled her eyes, "I'm not in the mood, Michael…" She closed her eyes a moment, then reopened them. "Aren't you pushing curfew?"

"I could say the same thing to you." Michael Barret said to her, matter-of-factly; taking a seat beside her. She shrugged. "What's going on with you, Lola? Why'd you bail back there?"

She groaned, "I don't want to talk about it."

He gave her a knowing glance. "Lola, you were just talking to no one. Looking up into the sky, begging for help. I think you do want to talk about it. So, let me ask you again. Why weren't you at the dorm with the others?"

Lola knew he was right. She didn't like being open with her feelings about this, but she did blatantly beg for help. So rather than argue to his face, she remained calm and talked to him. "I already heard what they had to say." He gave her a confused look. "I was at the house last night. What you heard during the last hour? I heard all through last night."

"Ouch." He simply put. "So, you heard everything?"

"Pretty much." She said to him. "I didn't need to go through that again" She let out a breath. Shaking her head, she hung it back, and stared back into the night sky. It seemed like the only place where she could get some peace at that moment…

"That sucks, Lola." He told her simply.

"Yeah… it does. Try going to bed when this is all going down. When Robbie and Tori leave me high and dry and then get out of dodge." She pulled her head back and looked at her friend. "I go to their house, Michael. I cleared my schedule so I could visit them. Robbie uses this chance to take me to the jewelry store to pick out an engagement ring for Tori and…"

And with that, Lola told him the events of the weekend. He told him about her side of things, about how she, Jade, and Robbie were trapped in one room while Tori was in another. She told him about the eventual death of the bank robber, and the closing moments between Tori and her mother.

"I'll tell you this. This might be the last time I'll ever go to LA." She smirked. "Too much drama…"

"You really had it rough." He shrugged, pausing for a moment. "Lola, we're just worried about ya." Michael informed her. "Mr. and Mrs. Vega were asking about you."

"I bet." She smirked, and paused. "I'll call them tomorrow. Say…. I'll tell them I went to the library or something."

"On a Sunday?" He asked.

"I don't know." Lola said to him. "This is not what I'm worried about right now."

"Lola…" He attempted.

"They left me, Michael." She whispered. "I come to them. I visited them. I told them about ending it with Vince. I told them… " She looked at him. "Robbie told me I was… am one of his girls."

"Woah…"

"You don't tell that to someone." Tears starting to brim her eyes. "You don't tell someone that they are important to you, and leave them in the dark." Her tears started to cascade down her cheeks. "This whole time, Michael. This whole time I've known Tori and Robbie, I got to see just how close two people really could be. How in synch, how crucial… It was unbelievable, Michael. I got to see how close they really were. How much different they were then how I was with Vince. It just was so…"

"Lola…" Michael whispered. Edging closer, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her to his side.

"I mean, I just felt so in awe. So safe when I was with them. So much so that I practically was brought into their inner circle. Robbie called me one of his girls. You know how much he throws himself into Tori and Sarah. And how much compassion they get from him…" Her eyes widened… "Oh my God. Jade was right… I like Robbie..."

"Robbie!" Michael yelled. He pulled away from Lola and looked at her. "You like Robbie…"

Lola shook her head, and cleared her mind. "What?"

"You like Robbie." Michael confirmed.

"What?" She asked again. Her recent emotional revolation dissolved when Michael called her on her inner apparent musings.

"You just said that you like Robbie, Lola. Robbie Shapiro. Y'know, the guy that Tori marked him as her territory a million times over."

Lola paused, trying to see if what Michael was saying seemed actually legit. "I… I… I…"

Michael looked at his friend, and saw the amount of confusion she was dealing with. He approached his friend again, and took her hand in his. "Do you, Lola Martinez, have feelings for Robbie Shapiro?"

And just like before…

Lola Martinez didn't know what was the truth.

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TBC in Chapter 6 D: Part 2


	25. Chapter Six D: Part 2

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Six D: Part 2  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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An initial state of confusion washed over the young Lola Martinez. But as the time went by, only clarity developed from within. And as much as she knew that it was an aspect that she should not entertain, she knew the truth. Fight it as much as she wanted to, she did…

"I think I do like him…" She said in an almost whispered tone.

Michael looked at her defeated eyes. They stared at the park bench moments later, but he could tell that she was not liking the feeling she was currently having. "Lola, you know this isn't going to end well if you try to act on those feelings."

"I know…" She whispered again, using the same tone. Looking back at her friend, she added, "It's not like I can't stop the way I feel. I mean, he should be someone that I shouldn't have feelings for. I know how deep he is involved with Tori. How connected he is to her, and how… " She paused… "Michael, I just…"

He edged closer, and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Hoping that she would get the hint that he was trying to be the close friend. "Every guy I like doesn't work out for me…" She whispered to him. Pulling out of his embrace, she added, "I mean, sure, dating has worked out for me some of the time, but nothing substantial ever worked out…"

Michael gave her a look, "And you think making a go at with Robbie would be…"

She interrupted him, "I don't know." She let out a sigh. "I mean, of anyone that I did ever date, I think Robbie… He's just…"

"Not available." Michael clarified. "You know that." He shook his head. "Seriously, do you want to recreate another Tori/Cat problem?"

Lola let out a breath. She knew he was right. "Of course not." She insisted. "I get it, I do. I have to get over him."

"Do you think you can do that?" Michael asked, concerned. "I know how close you are to him, and to Tori. You try and actually make an attempt with this, then you…"

"I know, Michael." Lola admitted. "I know about just how hostile Tori can get if someone tries to drive a wedge into her relationship with Robbie." She shrugged. "They both went through hell. I try anything, and… I just have to get over him."

"And you can do that?" He asked.

"I'm going to have to." Lola reasoned. "I just don't know how." She shook her head. "Who knows. If we really can't find them then maybe it'll eventually fade. I'll eventually have to get over him because we have no idea where they are." Sorrow filled her voice. "I still don't know where they are…"

Michael looked at his friend, and could understand the emotional state that she was in. Ever since Tori came to PCA, there was an anomicity toward each other. It was easily understandable. Anyone who found out that there was a 'double' out there that not only looked like herself, but to find out that she had a history of mental problems was a dangerous situation for anyone to endure…

It was ever a wonder that the two of them actually found some common ground. But during those two weeks when Tori was alone, Lola couldn't help but want to understand the reasoning behind Tori's problems. Sure, her gut instinct was telling her to stay away from the 'crazy twin,' and for a while, she did listen to her inner musings.

But what did bring Lola over the hurdle of avoiding Tori's behavior?

Zoey Brooks...

Zoey actually asked Lola to wake Tori up so she could go make an appointment with her therapist. At first Lola resisted, but Zoey just said to wake her up. That's all. And eventually, Lola agreed to wake her from her troubling slumber. And when she did wake up Tori, she got a full face of an agitated, reckless, deprived young woman. Lola immediately tried to pull away, but when Tori finally started to gain some composure, she quickly apologized. Tori finally told Lola what was really happening in her life as an attempt to finally make some peace between the two of them…

And it was just enough…

Lola finally listened. She listened to Tori detail the remifications of her last week at home, and even the two weeks at Yerba. Finally letting her in on the reality of her quote unquote insanity. And allowing her to tell her just how much her boyfriend, Robbie Shapiro, broke through her troubled state, and finally find some solace.

Robbie Shapiro was her savior, her present boyfriend, and the one person who understood just how screwed up she was…

Lola understood.

Finally.

"This must be hard for you." He said to her, his voice soft.

Lola looked up at his caring eyes, and could see the friend that he's always been for her; ever since she came to PCA all those years ago, how helpful, friendly, and understanding…

Michael Berret was a great friend, a best friend. And if anyone who really didn't have close ties to the Vegas, then that would be him. Sure, Jade's words of warning were crucial, and she knew that she was right. In order to keep Tori and Robbie out of the grasp of the Vegas, she had to remain quiet…

But she did have to tell someone. She did have to finally get another set of eyes to help look at her predicament. With Jade? Jade at least had her boyfriend who knew what was happening to some degree. Who did Lola Martinez have?

No one…

She let out a breath…

"Michael?" He looked at her. "I want to tell you something…"

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"Wait. You mean, you knew about this, and you didn't tell anyone?" He asked, shocked by what Lola told him.

"It's not like they had a choice." Lola pointed out. "Tori was in a difficult decision, and she made a judgment call."

"Yeah, a bad one." He admitted. "Lola, Tori and Robbie just up and left. They didn't think about the consequences. They just left. They just…"

She cut him off. "They did what they had to do." Lola got to his feet and looked down at him. "Look, I'm like you. I don't like that they did this. It's driving everyone crazy, but I honestly think I do know why they did it. And I spent enough to know that whenever, and I mean whenever their love comes into question, they come together and pull off some amazing things."

"Amazing things?" Michael asked. "How can do anything amazing? They ran away from home. They…"

"They survived, Michael." Lola interrupted. "They were imprisoned in another country, trapped, and stranded. They were barely holding themselves together when Robbie was in the hospital and when Tori almost got raped! Hell, they both almost got raped! And if they can survive that, than I think they can survive out there!"

"Lola, they're sixteen. There's no way they can make it on their own." He told her, trying to reason to with her.

"Love doesn't care about age." She argued. "Who cares that they are only sixteen years old?!"

"Reality." He identified. "If you are sixteen, then you ARE NOT considered an adult by law. They're still teenagers, and their parents are doing what's best for them!"

"I get that. I do." Lola said, agreeing; finally letting her voice calm down. "Mr. and Mrs. Vega are great parents." She then took the moment and sat back down on the bench, "But the fact remains. They have no idea. They can't fathom the love Robbie and Tori have for each other. Sure, they say that they lose all reason, and that they get obsessed. But what they don't understand is just how connected they are to one another. They have a love that is worth fighting to keep safe, pure, and alive…"

Michael couldn't help but notice just how drawn out she got toward the end of her last sentence… "Lola…"

She looked up at him. Tears starting to well in her eyes. "I really have no chance…" She smirked. "I am not going to be the one that would break them, Michael. I can't be." Lola shook her head. "And Mr. and Mrs. Vega aren't either."

"Lola, they know that Tori and Robbie will stop at nothing to stay together." Michael said to her, keeping his tone matched with hers. "They're just worried about them, and they want them home. You need to tell them what you know."

"I can't."

"Why not?" He asked.

Lola let out a breath. "Because, Michael. I am one of Robbie's girls. I may not agree with how everything went down, but I won't be the one to wreck it for them."

"Lola, think about what you're saying."

She smirked. "Believe me, I have. This has been driving me crazy all day." She placed a hand on his lap. "And I need you not to say anything."

"Lola…"

"Please, Michael." He let out a breath, not pleased with her attitude. "At least give them some time."

"What you're asking… Lola, that's allot. They have a right to know what you do."

She let out a breath. "Then at least let them come home on their own." Michael didn't like her suggestion. "Ok, how bout this. Give them a couple days. If they don't get in touch with them, then I'll them know what I do." She shrugged. "Which by the way, isn't much compared to what they already do know."

"That doesn't matter. They should know any lead they can get." He paused for a second. "They don't know where they are, and they don't know if they safe or anything like that. They don't have that type of money."

Then her eyes widened…

Money…

Jade did say that they had to get some advice. And who would they turn to if money was a scenario that they had to deal with…

Lola had to go find Logan.

She got to her feat. "Michael. I got to go. Something just came up."

"Lola, I…"

"I'll talk to you later, Michael." She wrapped her arms around him, and kissed his cheek. "Thanks, Michael. You helped me allot." She then started to head for an unknown area with her phone coming out of her pocket. "Bye!"

Then she left, leaving a confused Michael Barret.

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TBC in Chapter 7


	26. Chapter Seven A

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Seven A  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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"Logan, you're phone is going off."

"I'm in the bathroom, Chase." Logan Reese replied to his friend's statement.

"So... Don't you want to get it?" He asked, confused.

He poked his head out of the bathroom. A mass of gel seemed to be running all over his head. "I have to fix my hair. The phone can wait."

He groaned, "I can't argue with you now." Chase said to him, grabbing his bag. "Look, class starts in like twenty minutes. Don't you think you want to get a move on?"

"What part of getting my hair right don't you understand?" He shook his head, and went back into the bathroom.

"Just pick up the phone!" Chase yelled back at him.

"Fine…" He walked passed Chase, and picked up his phone. Pressing the 'home' button, the screen flashed to an e-mail alert on his phone. "It's just an e-mail, Chase." He then placed the phone back on the desk and went for the bathroom once more. "I'll look at it after."

"Whatever." He reasoned. "You better get a move on. Class starts soon." That being said, he headed for the door. "Hurry up. Michael is holding up the elevator doors." And without waiting for a response, Chase left Logan to finish his hair.

Shaking his head, Logan Reese looked back at his reflection, and move his hands around slightly more, and finally came up with a due that he liked. Smiling, he went to phone again and checked out the e-mail. Reading over the message, he couldn't help but smirk. Opening the door, he glanced at the awaiting Chase and Michael. "That e-mail I got? Yeah, from my teacher. No class. He got sick, and a substitute couldn't be found. Have fun."

He then closed his door, ignoring the two grunts that came out of their lips...

'No class…' He smirked. It was rare, but when it did happen, he couldn't help but enjoy the random occurrence. To think, he had forty-five minutes where he didn't have to do a thing, and his friends didn't have that luxury. It truly was a random moment, but when it did happen, he would just flop back into bed, and hope to get a little more sleep before his next class… which in this case… wasn't for another hour. So, in actual truth, he had an hour and forty-five minutes to himself…

"Thank you, Mrs. Lawrence…"

Biology could wait for another day.

Going back to his phone, he was about to set an alarm for himself. Giving himself another ninety minutes of sleep when he noticed he also got a text message from Lola last night. Thinking back to last night he wondered why he didn't get to the text before, but then remembered how the Vegas came to the dorm last night trying to find any information on Tori and Robbie. Sadly they didn't come up with anything, even though Logan did know the truth. He just couldn't give them any information that he had for the sake of keeping their location unknown…

…Which was the plan… but that did leave one question… where was Lola last night?

Against his better judgment, he decided to give her a call. Thinking that he could get some sleep after they talked. Going through his contacts, he went for Lola's name and pressed his finger on her name. Sure enough, the phone started to ring. After a few moments, it picked up. "Hi, Lola? It's Logan. You were looking for me? Yeah, sorry about last night. Wait. You have Mrs. Lawrence, right? Yeah. Sucks, huh? You still want to talk? I guess… I wanted to go back to sleep. But, yeah, sure. Ok. Come on over. We'll talk then… Ok… Cya…" He then hung up the phone.

"Great…" He pulled himself into a sitting position. "I wanted to sleep…" Letting out a breath, he decided not to set an alarm, and then placed the phone back in his pocket. Turning to the far open side of the bed, he got up and went for the refrigerator and grabbed a can of Wahoo punch, closed the door, and then made his way to a beanbag chair where he slumped down in ease, opening his can a moment later and taking a sip.

Turning to his right, he grabbed the remote control and turned on the tv. Already flipping through the channels; hoping he could find something to watch. At least enough to kill time before Lola got here… and sure enough, he didn't truly find anything to watch. He just kept flipping, uttering the words, 'Nothing, nothing, nothing…' over and over again…

And then he heard a knock on the door…

"Door's open…" He said aloud, turning the tv off. He quickly got out of his seat, took a sip of his drink, and placed the can on his desk.

"Hi…" He heard, and turned around, facing the door.

"Hi, Lola…" He greeted back. "You want a drink or something?"

"I'm good. Thanks…" She closed the door, and joined her friend who was now leaning against his desk. "Thanks for getting back to me…"

"No big." He answered quickly. "Just sorry it took that long." He let out a breath. "Last night… last night was kinda…"

"Depressing?" She asked.

"Yeah…" He agreed. Taking a turn to the left, he went back to his bed and sat down on the ledge, pushing a couple pillows aside, making room for Lola.

"Kinda figured…" She said simply. "I kinda got the whole experience two nights ago. Tori and Robbie left, and I was stuck in their house. I had to wait until morning to finally head back. And all I kept hearing that night was…"

"Mr. and Mrs. Vega talking about it non-stop." She nodded. "No wonder you skipped last night."

She shrugged. "I already cleared it with them. I told them I had to go work on a project with Stacy. They bought it. I just had to get out of there though…"

"I don't blame you." He let out a breath. "But the fact remains, what you want to talk about?"

Lola nodded. "Before we get into that, I want to make it clear. This does not leave this dorm. I have a feeling that, between everyone here at PCA, you and I are the only ones who know the truth about what happened…"

"The truth…" He asked, smirked. "Truth is there is nothing to tell. Tori and Robbie left, and now we are all dealing with the fallout."

Lola looked at her friend, "I want to be honest here, Logan. We both know that Tori and Robbie are really… well… when they get together… things can get…"

"Insane?" He asked, give her a knowing smile.

Lola gave him a stern look, "Insane is not the word I would use." He let out a sigh. "You know any word associating Tori or Robbie's behavior being any way close to that type of word is…"

"Isn't right." He confirmed. "Look, I get that they are drawn together, and I get that Yerba made them that way. But they still have…"

"It also brought out a love that both of them strive on." She confirmed. "They might not see the world as it is sometimes, but you can't deny that they do complement each other." She took a moment. "They just…" Shaking her head, she paused. "They've spent so much time together, shared so much… Logan… you know how selective they are with making friends. Now especially… Logan, Robbie called me one of his girls. His girls. How many girls do you think are actually lucky to be attached to Robbie?"

Logan just sat there, unsure on how to respond.

"What I'm trying to say is… they only get attached to so few people. Two of which that I know of are me and Sarah. I'm not trying to say that we're not more special then anyone else… I'm just saying…" Lola paused again… "Logan, I know the truth. I know that Tori and Robbie ran away because Tori had a falling out with her mother. Once her mother questioned Tori's devotion to Robbie… they're relationship, the way they process reality. Logan, I'm just worried. I want to know that they're okay. That they're… Logan…"

"We all want to know these things, Lola." He told her.

"I know we do…" She let out a breath. "I know we're all cut off, and that the Vegas are going crazy. And that Jade played a part in this, and that she told me that they went to one person who they knew could give them some advice that can help them. And only them."

"Lola… I…"

"Logan, I know they went to you. I know that only you could provide them with help they need to actually make a go at this crazy plan."

"Lola, there's nothing going on…"

"I'm not going to say anything, Logan. I'm not." She told him. "Logan..."

Logan let out a sigh… Lola was definitely feeling the withdrawal of their friends, and the sheer emotion of what she was exhibiting… and did she actually say that Jade was part of this?

Shaking his head, he got up from the bed and made his way to his desk. He took out a piece of paper, and scribbled down something. He turned back to his friend, the paper folded in half…

"This does not go anywhere, alright? No one knows. Not Tori's parents, not Sarah, not Jade… Not anyone." He handed the paper to Lola. "This is the address to my parents' summer house. Go there."

Lola took the paper form him and opened it. "Just promise me that nobody knows about this. The fact I'm telling you this… the fact that you actually figured this out…"

She smiled. "Thanks, Logan." She got to her feet, and kissed his cheek. "Quinn's lucky to have you."

"And defiantly don't tell anyone that I actually do this much caring when it comes to people."

Lola smirked. "Thanks." She placed the paper in her pocket. "I got a few things to do before class, but no one will ever know about this."

And then she left.

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"Robbie!"

No answer.

She tried again, her voice still tired, and low.

"Robbie!"

Again, she didn't hear a reply.

"Baby?!" She asked, her voice finally getting more vocal as she started to wake up.

A few moments passed, and relatively well dressed Robbie Shapiro came around the corner. He was actually wearing a light blue button down shirt and tan khakis. A loose braided belt wrapped around his waist, and a smug grin was plastered as he straightened his collar. "Sleep well?" He smirked.

"A little stiff…" Came her reply, she tried to sit up, finding it a little difficult. She looked at her fiancée with bewildered chocolate orbs. "Where'd you get the clothes?"

"Logan's closet." Was his reply. He approached the bed, and bent down, capturing Tori's lips in a surprise kiss. "I got work in an hour and a half. I'm trying to get all spic and span."

She licked her lips, saving the taste of his, and smiled. "Well, you do look good."

"I feel good." He sat down on the bed, sitting just inches from his beloved's resting spot. "You want to go take a shower or something? You have to get going too."

"I don't have a say on that one, do I?" Tori asked with a grin.

"Nope." He leaned in and kissed her once more. "I think you're perfect just the way you are."

"You mean that just because of how last night turned out."

"Partly." He agreed. "Now…" He caressed her cheeks, framing her face. "You want to get going?"

"In a minute." She said to him sweetly. "Kiss me." He grinned, and kissed her once more. "Why can't we just stay right here, Robbie?" Letting out a breath, she paused for a moment. "Today is our first day on our own. I want… I want to enjoy this."

"And we will." He told her directly. "We are going to make this work, Tori. We are going to find a way to support ourselves." Robbie smiled. "You are going to have to get a move on. You don't want to be late for the bus."  
Tori pouted, "I don't want to move from this spot."

Robbie grinned, "I still can't believe you actually like this."

She repositioned herself so she could get more comfortable. "I admit. The first time we ever even considered doing something like this, it freaked me out."

Robbie gave her a knowing glance, "Freaked you out? Tori, Baby. This is way beyond something I thought you ever want to actually consider."

And he was right. She never thought she would ever accept this as an actual option in her incoming sex-life. Who would ever actually entertain the thought of doing something like she was doing right now?

No one. That was for sure.

Not even her.

For the longest time, she never even thought she would ever come to this predicament. Or even come to the fact that she was only sixteen-years-old and she was in a relationship with her best friend, one who more than regularly slept with her almost on a nightly basis…

Yerba really did screw with her… with their minds…

…

But in all honesty?

She didn't mind. She didn't mind the closeness that the two of them developed; of the tenderness the two of them shared, of the compassion, and of the love. They had a relationship that went way beyond the simple mindset of teenage dating…

They were on a different level...

"We love each other." She said to him. "When we get down to it, Robbie, what we have is just so much more than we ever felt plausible." She shrugged. "Who cares what we're doing right now? Or what we did last night? It's important to us. It's what matters to us. It's what we deserve…"

"Tori, you're handcuffed to the bed."

"Ok…" She said simply. "So what?"

"So… don't you think that what we did last night was so…"

She struggled to bring her hands forward, but her wrists were bound to the bedpost. Tori tried to lean forward as much as she could. "What we did, Robbie. What we did last night was just something that we finally put into action. Look, sure we talked about it. And sure, we've done the chocolate syrup before, but last night was to kick off finally being free. Finally being ourselves, and finally having a fresh take on our sex-life. I don't care how perverted, or how kinky we get. So who cares if you bound me to the bed with handcuffs and then fucked me for hours. Robbie, we have one week before I'm out of birth control pills. I want to make the most of it."

"Tori, you know the sheer fact that you always want to have sex with me blows my mind…"

The tone in his voice only cemented the fact that she knew he was about to lay some honesty on her. "We can't let your parents be right about how we spend our time."

She let out a breath, "I know…" Tori shook her head. "But c'mon. You got your fiancée shackled to the bed, naked, begging for sex. Do you really want to fuck this up?"

Robbie sighed. He knew she was right. "Fine." She smiled. "But promise me that we do this responsibly."

"Ok…"

"Good." He kissed her once more. "Now, where's the key?"

Tori grinned. "I'll tell you after another round." He started to object, but Tori interrupted him. "You'll have plenty of time to get to the bus stop."

Robbie sighed, and started to unbutton his shit.

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TBC in Chapter 7 B.


	27. Chapter Seven B

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Seven B  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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Robbie Shapiro looked at his fiancée. And here she was, bound, chained, and shackled to the bed. Her wrists were engulfed in handcuffs, and she her hands were attached to the bedpost. In short, Tori Vega was handcuffed to the bed, waiting, begging, and pleading for sex; fulfilling a fantasy Robbie has had only dreamt of ever since the slight possibility of bending Tori over, and slamming his cock deep down in her awaiting pussy. Claiming her, fucking her, owning her…

Tori Vega was his.

And here she was begging for him. A smile crept on his lips as he pulled off his shirt and pounced onto the bed. His brown pools gazing into her chocolate orbs…

"This is what you want…" He took off his glasses and placed them on the nightstand. He grabbed a wrapped condom, and brought his attention to his beloved. "This. Me to strip down to nothing and plow into you. Slam into you, and watch as you cry out over and over again for me to cum into you, own you, and fuck you."

She smiled he stared down into her eyes. A sense of dominance washed over his eyes, she realized. His brown pools becoming feral; almost dark amber, and what could only be called primitive. "I want all of you. I want you inside me. I want you to tell me that you love me first though."

He grinned, and pulled into a kneeling position. "Loving you is never an issue. I will forevermore love you." She smiled, and watched as he started unbuckling his belt. Then he kicked his pants off, and flung his boxers to the other side of the room, followed by his shoes, and socks. He looked back at his Tori, her eyes gleaming with awaiting pleasure. "This is what you want." She nodded, he grinned. Going back to his kneeling position, he ripped the top of the condom case open, and threw the paper rapping to the side. He then placed the condom on the tip of his already erected shaft, unrolling the rubber, they both watched as his already erected penis stiffened to the touch of the condom's coating.

"Jamm your cock into me." Tori insisted, watching him grip his hands onto her torso, holding her still. "Jammit, Robbie. Jammit hard…"

"You're mine, Tori Vega. Your heart, your mind, your body, and your soul. I own you." He took his hands off her torso, and then reached for her leg, opening them, allowing easy penetration. "Is that clear? You. Belong. To. Me."

"I'm your girl."

He shook his head. "You're my woman. You got that? You woman, me..."

"My man..." Tori said, understanding where he was going with this...

"Good." He then slammed into her. No allowing himself to slide into her slowly, but rather jamming his appendage straight into her. "I own you." He sheathed. And rather than let his shaft leave her inner walls, he allowed it just sit within the folds of her skin.

Her eyes bulged from impact, not inspecting his speed. "Pull out and fuck me. Pull out, then push back in. Do it, Robbie. Do it now."

"No pushing or pulling." He grinned at her, and lowered his body, pinning her on the already shackled body. "Not yet." He then brought his face down, and swallowed her lips with his in a strong kiss; followed by a few more, allowing her to build in anticipation, but only stopping when she poked his tongue into her mouth, allowing his tongue to duel battle with hers; allowing her only truly 'free' appendage to fully function. The two tongues combined into a war that he had no desire in stopping. His tongue slapped hers repeatedly. Hitting it around, from left to right, left to right, left to right. Moaning forced to escape, but with Robbie's mouth covering hers, she had a hard time trying to free from the pleasure she was enjoying. Fighting a losing battle; all her hopes in any sense of true independence shriveled into acceptance. Especially with each swipe of his tongue, she couldn't help but feel the connection the two of them shared to truly become the mere sensation she felt whenever she and her beloved were together sensually and sexually…

His tongue finally retreated and he started to kiss her face with tender soft kisses, finally allowing himself to retreat her warm crevice, only to allow it to reappear moments later. Repeated pumps started to transpire as Robbie kept kissing her trembling lips. . Soft moments of passion flared with each kiss and each pump. The whole time, Tori couldn't help but feel his member sliding in and out of her, building passion as he continued to kiss her and thrust deep into her inner walls. The whole time, his hands caressed her beasts, allowing her finally gain some feeling of him in her body…

"I want to touch you…." She told him. "I want to take my hands and caress your cheeks, hold you, touch you. Have my hands actually explore your body."

Robbie pulled off of her face, smiling, cutting her off. "You can't remember. You can't do anything."

"Robbie, Oh God… I…" He kissed her again.

"You can't." He slammed his lips back on her, tackling her awaiting body. "You can't do anything."

"Robbie… Oh God… Robbie…." She stammered with each kiss. "Please… let me…"

"No." He told her. "You wanted this. You wanted me to ride you, fuck you, love you. I own your body right now, and you can't do anything to stop me."

"Robbie!" She yelled, trying to gain some strength.

"No dice." He kissed her again, cutting off of pleas of help. "You're my play thing, Tori. You're my doll. You're my inflatable doll. The only difference between you and one of my cardboard cut-outs is that you are alive. You are three dimensional. You are real, and you are my personal sex toy… You're only purpose is to serve me sexually."

She shook her head, forcing his lips off of. Tears started to brim her eyes…

"Robbie… stop…"

"No." He told her.

"Stop." She repeated.

"No." He repeated. "You have nothing that you can say that will get me to stop."

Tori sighed, knowing he was right. She wanted this. She wanted him on her, and she wanted to feel him inside her. She wanted to be whole…

"Just promise me you are doing this because you love me."

"I will always love you, Tori." He kissed her. "I will always take care of you. I will provide for you. I will always be with you. You're never getting rid of me…"

Tori nodded, understood. "Then… then… do whatever you want to do to me…"

Robbie Shapiro grinned, and continued his assault on his on Tori Vega,

Future wife allowed her future husband to do whatever he wanted to do to her…

After all…

She loved him…

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He loved her…

Tori Vega allowed the calm to finally hit. She was still shackled to the bed, her body was covered in sweat, and she just lay in bed, her hair was a mess, tasseled everywhere, and a slight pain resided just underneath her…

Robbie really did it to her…

She let out a breath. Robbie Shapiro really did do it to her…

She just didn't get it…

Last night, they did it like twice, and she didn't feel the same like she did right now. She didn't know why, but for some strange reason, Robbie was different this last time…

He was strong...

He was determined…

He was dominating…

He was…

Tears started to dwell in her eyes as she came to that realization. Robbie used her like a ragdoll… like she was nothing… Robbie used her, plowed into her, and fucked her…

Tori had no idea he could actually be so... so… so….

"Hi…" Robbie said in a low tone. He opened his eyes, and pulled his head off her shoulder… He yawned, and then looked at the clock by the far side of the room. He still had fifty minutes before he had to get to the restaurant. Just enough time before his new job started… Looking at his fiancée, he took note of her scared look in her eyes…

"Tori?" He asked, concerned. He looked at her loving features, and couldn't help but feel a wave of worry. "Baby?" When she didn't answer, he started to look around the room. Finally finding the key her nightstand. He moved over to her left and picked up the keys. Bringing it to her cuffs, he started to take off the handcuffs; freeing her from her bounds. Tori's limbs just fell to the side.

"Tori…" He attempted again… Moving to her side, he slid one arm behind her back, and his other just under her breasts, bringing her to him. He kissed her temple. "You okay?"

"You… you… you…" She looked at him, watching him hold her in a cocoon that they both knew she liked… "You never acted like that before…"

He nodded, understanding her concern. "I know…"

She looked up into his brown pools, noting his tone was back to his regular status… "You… you were so… so… forceful…"

He smirked. "I thought you liked me when I was forceful."

She pulled out of his embrace. Finally allowing her body to finally function on its own. "Robbie…"

"Right…" He shrugged, then took his right hand and placed on hers; holding her to him. "I guess. I mean…." He took a moment… "Is it what you want…"

"But it wasn't what we did last night." She told him. "Last night, what we did was special. It was just the two of us experimenting in something new. I mean, sure we've done Hershey Chocolate Syrup before, and that was fine." Thinking back, she added. "Delicious too."

Robbie smiled.

"But what you did to me the last forty minutes…" Her voice was soft. "You… you… you were just so…"

Robbie winced, understanding her concern. "Mean? Cruel? Angry?"

"No." Tori told him. "Dominating. You took full control. And I couldn't do anything. I mean, sure, I get that I was handcuffed, and I get that I WAS in a position where I couldn't do anything… but last night… last night before this most recent one, you at least asked me, you kept asking me if I was okay if you fucked me this way or that way… But just now? Just now you took me… and you…" Tears threatened to slide down her cheeks. "Robbie, you compared me to a better version of one of your cut-outs."

Robbie sighed. He let out a breath. "I need to tell you something." She looked at him. "I think the reason why I acted like that…"

Then he fell silent…

"Robbie…"

"I've always imagined you gagged. Trapped. Hurt..."

"Robbie…" She said slowly, gasping.

"I want to take care of you, Tori." He finally let out. "I like imagining situations where you depend on me to take care of you." Robbie moved forward, and wrapped his arms around her torso, bringing her to him. Holding her. Taking refuge in her… "I did those things, because I wanted to show you just how much I want to do for you. I want to take care of you, I want to pleasure you… I want to make you feel… feel like how you make me feel. I just want to…" Tears started to well in his eyes… "I love you, Tori. I love you with all my heart, and I want… Tori… this morning… I… I… just…"

Tori withdrew from his grasp, and caressed his cheeks. "I will allow you to do whatever you want to do to me, Robbie Shapiro. I love you. You want to chain me up again, you want to do these wonderful things to me, you can. I trust you. I trust you with everything that I am… I trust you with my life…"

Robbie looked at her, her fears residing as she told him her feelings on how she was dealing with their recent endeavor…

"It's my turn to have fun with you…" She smiled.

"But I got work…" He told her. "And I just ran out of condoms…"

She smiled.

"Doesn't mean I can't give you a blowjob…"

Robbie watched as she started to descend upon his body…

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TBC in 7 C


	28. Chapter Seven C

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Seven C  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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Robbie Shapiro let out a breath of fresh air. He looked at the display on his pear phone, and the time read 10:10. It was just ten minutes after his shift started, and he was sitting in an open booth. A hand held a plastic glass, and he brought it to his lips. Taking a sip of his water, he brought the glass down to the table. His other hand rested upon the tabletop. He sat beside himself, waiting for one of his managers to make an appearance.

As soon as he got to the restaurant, one of his managers, Jennifer Hughes, told him to wait for her. She had to make some corrections with the schedule for the next week. Apparently making some changes because she had the mundane task of filling in the last minute disappearances of a recent firing.

He took a deep breath when she said that. The last thing he wanted to do was be a new target for her recent rescheduling.

Taking a moment, he just sat by his lonesome. Just waiting for her, as his memories started to drift back to the early morning's activities, as well as last night. Until last night, using handcuffs while having sex was just an idea. Something they talked about. Normally, they could believe such an act of using handcuffs was not in the cards. Sure, they could talk about it. But to get them? That was hard. That was something they didn't think they would ever try…

So much so, that it was squashed as an idea. Sure, Tori brought to Robbie's attention that they could use her dad's. With him being a detective, the idea became more feasible. But still… it was dropped. Namely because Robbie didn't want to run the risk that what if Tori's dad needed them, and he couldn't get to them because they had the chance of using them the night before…

It just wasn't worth it…

Then came last night. While exploring the house, they actually found a pair in one of the nightstands beside the bed. And seeing as they were now free without any repercussion, they might as well try it. Besides, it was the start of their new lives. They wanted to bring it on in style…

And they did…

Robbie took the handcuffs, and wrapped one end on Tori's wrist, attaching it to the left bedpost. Watching as her arm fell down, and stayed in its locked position. The image of her chained appendage actually started to excite Robbie. The fact that it was stuck, hidden from the world. Bound to his will, the simple sight of it was enthralling. 'Now do the other,' Tori whispered to him. A smile escaping her lips. Robbie nodded, kissed her lips once more, and went for the other hand. Robbie handcuffed that one as well. Watching Tori's hand fall limp, Robbie crawled back to where Tori rested, and kissed her. Words of love transpired between the two of them, and he finished with kissing her, tasting her, and enjoying the concept of his fiancée in chains.

Thinking back, he couldn't help but take in the memory of his future wife. From what was seen as a fleeting idea between the two of them, was soon discovered to be a turn on for the young Shapiro. Tori chained form was enticing to the say the least, and he wouldn't mind seeing her being placed in that type of situation again. The love they shared was pure. It was not degrading, it was not insulting, and it was not wrong. They both wanted it, and they both decided to try it, and they agreed last night was the chance to experiment.

Last night had turned the experiment into a reality. His Tori Vega was shackled to the bed. And after their initial attempt, they both decided to give it another try. And it was discovered that they both like it. Robbie could even remember how Tori stared pleading for more sex. She was actually begging for it too. So much so, that during their third time yesterday, she allowed him to have ample time with her body, and for her not to have any say with what happened. It was an amazing experience. To have his future wife handcuffed to the post of the bed, her body craving his, waiting for him to take advantage of her bound body, trapped, and only allowed to move in a way of acceptance…

Allowing him to take his dick and plow into her. Allowing him to implode into her, allow her to scream out in ecstasy. Allow her lips to cry out and repeat the phrase, 'Fuck me, Robbie. Fuck me now. Fuck me hard. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me… Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck me… Do it, Robbie. Do it now! Own me!'

Repetitions of her cries rang in his ears. There was nothing like have Tori's lips cry out his name. Knowing that his name was the one thing his fiancée was begging for. Pleading, and crying out for utter satisfaction…

"Sorry for the wait, Mr. Parker." A person said, as she sat across from him. Her green eyes glanced at the silent Noah Parker. "Mr. Parker?"

But Robbie didn't answer. He was too busy remembering last night. So much so that he started to drift his hand back, planning to unzip his pants.

When Robbie didn't answer. She tried again. "Noah." She then brought her hand in front of his eyes and snapped her fingers. "Mr. Parker?"

Robbie shook his head. His eyes widened, and he brought his hand back to the table. Gulping, he laughed nervously, and dropped any thought he had of his bound beauty. "Right. Sorry."

"Is everything alright?" She asked, eyeing his behavior.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He grinned. Robbie stiffened, and kept his focus on his new manager.

"Alright then…" She told him, seeing his attitude change from her first sight of him. "Sorry for the wait. Letting an employee go is never easy." Letting out a breath, she added. Looking at Mr. Parker, she couldn't help but see the change in behavior. "Before we start, I need to ask you some questions. I was able to clear your references from Mr. Reese a couple days ago, but I want to make sure that we are on the up and up."

"Ok…" Robbie said, not sure where she was going with this detail.

"This may seem a little routine, but I want to make sure we have everything in order. Now… You successfully graduated from Hillside Prep, and are in the process of saving up money so you can take some classes at Ventura County Community College, am I right?"

Robbie thought back to the folder that Logan provided him and Tori with the other day. "Yes."

"Good." She said with a smile. "And I see you live with your fiancée. Um… let me see…" Jennifer went through the paper work. "Karen Stacy? And see that, I believe she is also your emergency contact."

"Yeah." Robbie answered.

She nodded. "Good." Checking out the papers once more, she added. "Are you able to get here regularly? Do you have a car? What do you do for transportation?"

He shrugged, "The bus."

"Are you able to get here if you don't have access to the bus?" She asked.

"I can walk if I need to." He answered. "I know it's not what would be best… but I am kinda short changed. Karen works too. We're lucky we have enough money to pay rent. With both of us working… then…"

"I understand." She reasoned. "I remember how my husband and I started all those years ago. I also get that money is tough. Especially when you have a new couple starting their lives together. So, I'll tell you what. We'll set a standard schedule for you. Normally, when we write out our weekly schedule, we place them at a time when we think they would best suit the restaurant. But seeing as how you are tight on your budget, then we'll set up a weekly schedule that you will always maintain the same hours. We won't ask you for additional time. And we won't take away hours either. You're set. I'll come up with a new schedule for you next week, and you'll keep it for as long as you work here."

Robbie nodded, "Thanks."

"Good." Taking a moment, she elaborated. "I want you to watch a video telling how to properly use the dishwasher. Once that's done, I'll introduce you to Jenny. She'll help you learn how to put the video into use. You'll also get a break at 1:00. We offer all our employees half off what they buy. We'll let you know when you can take your half-hour break. Once that is over, we'll clock you back in and you can go back to the dishwasher. Ok?"

"I think so."

"Ok then." She put the paper down, and went for a couple more. "I just need you to sign these, alright? Nothing deprimental. So we can keep Karen as your emergency contact, keep your phone number on file, and your address."

"Sure."

"Great. Thanks, Noah." She handed him the paper. "Once you do that, we can get started." Robbie glanced at the paper he was given and signed it with the name Noah Parker. Robbie had to make sure that the outside world knew him as Noah, and not Robbie.

"Good." She took the paper. "Welcome, Mr. Parker."

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The rest of the day was actually quite tiring. Robbie hadn't worked that hard in quite a while, and as soon as he got home, the first thing he did was walked over to the couch. Slouching down, he quickly looked at the darkened house. Already knowing full well that Tori was still at work for another thirty minutes.

While the initial idea was that he was going to set up dinner, that way she could come home already seeing dinner at the table, tiredness engulfed the young Shapiro. He wanted to get a move on dinner, but he was just too tired from today's schedule.

Robbie never worked that hard in his life. Sure, he had some odd jobs when he still lived back with his parents, and back when he was still a student at Hollywood Arts. But now? Now, he was by himself. He's only worked of a few hours at a time. Never did he work eight hours straight. Well, seven and a half if you count his break.

Working as a dishwasher was hard. He had to keep loading up and unloading. Filling up a dishwasher was quite easy. He's done it a number of times back home, and even when he lived with the Vegas. Not to mention even now since he started this plan with Tori, but he never had to do it a number of times at a time. Working at the restaurant, he would spend a good portion repeating the process routinely. Not to mention he would even hand wash some dishes if one of the two dishwashers were in use.

Regardless, the position of being a dishwasher was tiring. It easily filled the seven and a half hours. And all he wanted to do right now was get some sleep. Robbie didn't even know if Tori were to come to him, completely nude, he'd make a go at having sex with her. He was just tired…

Robbie shrugged. Maybe if Tori did all the work, and he just stayed on the couch, it could work. All she would have to do is grab one of the new condoms he bought, allow her to slide it upon his penis, and allow herself to pump his schlong in and out. Robbie would just rest comfortably on the couch, and Tori could just have with him. Just not with Robbie really doing anything to help perform their most recent act of love. Sure, Tori could give him oral sex. Tori's head bobbing up and down is a good vision to have…

But sadly, he couldn't do anything right now. He was tired, and he wanted to get some sleep. Maybe if Robbie did get some sleep, then he could get more proactive, but right now?

It's not an option…

Robbie sighed, placed his glasses on the coffee table, and closed his eyes. Hoping that sleep would come. If nothing else, he could hope he could dream about Tori giving him a blow job…

That could be an option too…

"Hey, Robbie…"

Robbie sighed. Guess sleep wasn't going to come, he realized. Opening his eyes, he rubbed them mometarily, and then placed his glasses back on his face. "Hi, Tori."

Tori closed the door, and then flipped the lights back on. "Rough day?"

He smirked, "If we ever do get back to your house, remind me never to question your dad's dishwashing skills."

"That bad, huh?" She asked. Tori dropped her bag the counter, followed by her keys and made her way an open chair.

"Dishwashing ain't as easy as I thought." He explained. Looking at his approaching fiancée, he took all his strength and opened his arms. Already knowing full well that she had her heart set for some personal Robbie Shapiro cocoon time, he watched as she made her way to him. "You're still limping?"

"Robbie, I pulled a muscle because of last night." She told him.

"I didn't mean…"

She smiled, "It's okay." Tori watched as he pulled himself into a sitting position. She sat beside him, and pulled him close to her; hugging his side. "It's only a pulled muscle. Give it a couple days, and I'll be okay."

"I don't want to hurt you, Tori." He found himself saying. "I never could live…"

"It's a pulled muscle, Robbie." She kissed his temple. "It's okay. Remember, we just started doing this. You remember how akward it was when we first sleeping together…"

"Yeah…"

"Well, it'll be the same with using handcuffs." She shrugged. "It might be rough at first, but we'll make it work. We'll find our groove, and when we do…" She smiled. "Watch out." Tori smirked. "I doubt Mrs. Lopez would know what to do with handcuffs."

Robbie couldn't help but chuckle at the mention of their old Sex Ed teacher from when they went to Sherwood. "I really don't want to think about that right now." He shivered. "I don't want to think of her like that."

"Well…" Tori said slowly… "We don't have to. We can go upstairs and go another round before dinner. The handcuffs are upstairs still…"

Robbie sighed, "Tori…." He shook his head. "I… I… I just can't." Robbie let out a tired groan. "Work took allot out of me. I… just…"

"Hey… it's okay…" Tori insisted. "We can just stay here. It's okay." He smiled.

"Thank you." He smiled. "I love you."

"I love you."

She leaned over to him and kissed him. Tori already anxiously awaiting the taste of his lips on hers. It had been a long day for both of them, and while right now nothing was in the foreseeable future, all that was needed was each other, and the comfort of their own love…

All was right for them…

And then the doorboor bell rang…

Robbie and Tori looked at one another for a second. Not knowing who could be at the door. Both of them just sat in awe.

"Nobody knows we're here." Tori said.

"Somebody does…" Robbie clarified. "Do we answer it?"

Tori looked back at him. "I… dunno… I…"

The doorbell rang again.

"They're not leaving." Robbie said.

Tori nodded, and got to her feet. Turning to the door, she went for it and looked through the peephole. Looking through, her eyes widened. She looked back at Robbie. "It's okay."

Tori couldn't explain it. She didn't know how. But she opened the door, and one word came from her lips…

"Lola..."

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TBC in Chapter 8

Well, that's the end of a new chapter. Sorry it took a while, but I recently started a new fic called Inner Circle. I'm three chapters in, and I believe it's going quite well. Yes, it's Tori/Robbie, and I hope to keep working on it too. I want to keep it current like Disbound.

So, if you get a chance, give Inner Circle a go. I think you'll like it.

Thanks for reading. Hope you liked this chapter too. More to come.


	29. Chapter Eight A

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Eight A  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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By the time Tori Vega found herself walking through the threshold of the door, she already saw her fiancée tuckered out on the couch. While looking at his near comatose appearance, she let out a slightly upsetting sigh. Not because she was mad at him or anything, but after a tiring day at the laundromat, she hoped Robbie would have dinner ready for her. After all, it was the plan from this morning, but seeing as how both of them were on a working schedule now, she could understand why he could be so tired…

Tori didn't have much luck either. After a concerned morning, she had a hard day as well. From the moment she got out of the shower and dressed herself, she already found her husband-to-be in the kitchen getting two bowls of cereal together. He gave her one look, and Tori knew the reasoning for his concerned eyes. She quickly assured him it was because of her getting a pulled muscle, and that he shouldn't be upset about it.

"I just worry…" He said to her, his voice laced in concern.

Tori made her way to him and kissed his lips, keeping her arms rested on his shoulders, holding him close. "I love that you worry, Babe. Besides, if it was worse than a pulled muscle, I'd welcome your worry." She kissed him again. "But I'm okay. Give it a couple days."

Reluctantly, Robbie agreed and offered her the awaiting breakfast that he put together while she was in the shower. Robbie gave her another kiss, told her that he put dinner together for them as soon as he got home later in the day. He wished her his love and headed out the door.

Tori smiled at his concern, and sat down at the table, already grabbing the spoon that Robbie left for her and the milk. As she poured the milk, she couldn't help but realize that today was the first real day of her and Robbie's rest of their lives. They officially now had a home, lived away from both their parents and their sisters, not to mention today was their first day of their alternate identities.

Karen Stacy and Noah Parker were finally going to take center stage. To everyone in the world, these two names were going to replace their true identities. To each other? Tori and Robbie were always going to be themselves; the way they wanted to be. And to be honest? Tori actually liked that. She liked the idea were Robbie would only exist for her. That she would be the only one where she knew his heart could be the upmost pure. Where she knew he could always find solace with her, and that no matter what happens in the future, they will always be the other's lifeline. Robbie Shapiro belonged to her. Tori Vega was always going to be his too.

Noting was going to change that.

And they had no reason to challenge that. Last night proved that for sure as Robbie took full control of her body. He had her bound to the bed, and he plowed into her, riding her, owning her, and loving her.

He loved her, and she loved him. He could do whatever he wanted to do to her, and she would be okay with it. He has earned his way into her heart, and he has earned to claim her soul. Robbie was the only one who ever reached that level. She had no reason to challenge that. The three months they were together has only cemented his connection with her, and they have honed that love from the moment they initially came together where they were at their worst...

He took care of her. He protected her. He fell in love with her.

Robbie Shapiro could do anything he wanted with her body.

Tori would go willingly too.

She smiled. Tori brought the last spoonful of cereal to her lips, and swallowed it. Getting up from the table, she made her way to the dishwasher where Robbie already placed his bowl from breakfast only moments before, and placed her items as well. Tori closed the dishwasher, washed her hands, and gave the kitchen a once over.

Looking at her phone, she noticed she had to get going too. After grabbing a bottle of water, she went for her purse where she already had the money put together from last night as well as her keys, and the Laundromat address too, and picked it up. She placed her jacket on first, slid her phone in her pocket, and headed for the door.

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"I need you to get those receipts from Will and hand them to Paige." Her manager, Lucy Davis, told her. "Once you do that, then head to Seth where he needs help with the detergent and bleach."

Tori nodded as she came out of the cleaning closet. Having just finished mopping the bathroom when somebody came out complaining that there was trash decorating the floor, she made her way to Will where she was just told that she can find the needed receipts. Upon reaching the register, she took the offered paper and brought the sheets to Paige…

"You doing okay, Karen?"

Tori sighed, glancing at Seth who was busy taking out the containers of detergent and bleach from under the sink. "You're looking kind of tired."

"Nah… I'm good." Tori said simply. "Just didn't expect it would be that much on my first day."

Seth smirked, "It's like that for everyone. Everyone does it. The one before you did it. The one before him did it too." His blue eyes glanced at Tori's. "I've seen a number of new recruits, and they all complain about how they didn't expect how much work it would be on their first day." He shrugged. "I don't think anyone has actually…"

Tori took a step back, shaking her head, somewhat feeling suddenly nervous. "I just mean that today didn't start that well either. Today as a whole has been pretty rough." Which was actually true. Between her pulled muscle, and her constant running from manager to employee, the day had seemed to go pretty slow.

"Relax, Karen." Seth smiled. "Just yanking your chain. You're doing fine." He turned to his right. Pulling up the bottles, he placed them on the trolley that the two of them were currently standing beside. "Fill these." He then bent down again, and picked up four more bottles, "And these. Three detergent, three bleach. Bring them to the front and install them like how Lucy showed you earlier. Once that's done, then come back to Lucy and she'll tell you what to do."

"Ok." Tori agreed. Didn't seem that hard. "Just these six then…"

"Yes." The balding 55-year-old man replied. He then smiled, "If you need any help bringing them over then ask Emily for help. He's still cleaning the machines in the front."

"Thanks." Tori said to him. She then watched as Seth went back to behind the next wall. Tori went back to the trolley, and began the process of pouring the detergent and bleach to their destined bottles…

…Twenty minutes later, Tori finished off the last of the bottles and started to bring them out of the back of the laundromat. Time slowed down as she made her way. After completing this task, six hours of her shift had come to pass. This only meant that she still had another two hours to go through, and it was not getting by easier…

Tori opened the door with her back, and brought the trolley out of the back. She then turned around and made her way to the dispensers. Looking ahead of her, she already spotted Emily by the far corner of the machines working on one of them. He smirked as he looked at her, "They got you doing dispenser detail?"

"Only these six bottles." Tori told him as she rolled the trolley to the other side of the room. She then went for one of dispensers and opened it with the key that Seth gave her just moments before. Opening the container, she went for the currently empty bottles and started the mundane task of switching out the old and bringing the new bottles into the dispenser.

"Need any help?" She asked, approaching her.

Tori then went from one bottle to another. "I think I got it." Bringing it to the currently empty placeholder, and placing it in its place. She closed the dispenser, and turned back to the trolley, after locking it. "Just got the four of these left…"

Emily took the washcloth she was using moments before and flung it over her shoulder. She grabbed one of the detergent bottles. "I got this one, Karen."

Tori sighed, "I told you. I got this."

Emily smirked, "Just give me this. Either I help you with this, or I go back to cleaning. I can use the distraction."

Tori nodded, understanding. She then rolled the trolley to the next case unit. Taking the key, she started the same procedure as she successfully did moments before. "So… Karen…." Tori looked at Emily for a second. "You like working here?"

Tori shrugged. "It's a job. I need money, and here I am."

Emily gave her a perplexed look, "You okay?"

She sighed. Glancing at the clock just behind her, and let out a sigh. "Yeah… Sorry. I didn't realize that filling these up took that much time. I was fine before it… but now, I just got hit with it…"

Emily smirked, "That is how it happens." She then placed her bottle in an empty slot within the dispenser. "So… before the sudden cold shoulder, how is your first day treating you?"

Tori took a breath. Her right hand suddenly brought a strand of hair behind her ear. "I guess it's going okay. I mean, I guess I wasn't expecting that much. But ever since I started… let's just say there's allot more work here than I originally thought." She paused for a moment. "I didn't realize this would actually be that heavy either."

"Welcome to life at Fluff and Dry." She told her matter-of-factly. "It's not the best money, but it is money."

"I'm just happy it's money, Emily." Tori said her simply. She rolled the trolley to the last dispenser and unlocked it. Pulling out the two empty bottles, she placed them down on the trolley, and started to life up the remaining empty bottles to fill the empty slots. "Now, all I want to do is finish this, do whatever Lucy has planned for me, and then get out of here. I just want to eat dinner, and then crawl into bed."

Emily looked at the clock, and back at Tori. "Just one more hour, Karen." She then took the bottle from Tori and placed the last one in. "Sixty minutes. That's it."

"I'm counting them down…"

And she was. From that finished task, she got a couple more jobs from Lucy which she did with little problems. She organized a few of the dried outfits that came in for the dry cleaners part of the business, gave the dispensers a quick rubdown, and finally refilled the laundry bags that they sold to customers…

And then she left…

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One hour later, Tori Vega was sitting on her couch. After finishing the day's work, she took a deep breath after she left the laundromat. Today had been an excruciating day, and all she wanted to do was go home, have dinner, and have Robbie wrap his arms around her, hold her, and encase her in the cocoon that she desperately wanted...

His arms still held much meaning to her. Three months in, and that one spot met the world to her. He could hold her, take care of her, and allow him to wash her fears and stress away. Working at the laundromat, having the number of hours build up on her, having to listen to her manager throughout the day… it was desperately needed…

Tori wasn't counting on work to be this much tiring. Don't get her wrong, she knew that she and Robbie were in it for the longhaul. She just didn't count on how much work would change the way she would be feeling right now. Tori knew work would have to come as part of this plan. Reality just never told her that it would cover this much energy. But that didn't matter. Tori could just wanted to forget about feeling right now; and she knew that all it would take would be Robbie's arms...

His arms always answered her problems. No matter the situation, he could take away her pain, her sorrows, her stress. Robbie's embrace was always the one gesture that could sustain her; no matter the consequences. He could just envelop her body, keep her close, allow her to be just mere inches from his heart…

It was what she needed, and even though sex was something that she wouldn't mind having at this moment, the act of Robbie holding her right now on the couch, and continuing the talk they were currently having was truly what was needed…

"Hey… it's okay…" Tori insisted. "We can just stay here. It's okay." He smiled.

"Thank you." He smiled. "I love you."

"I love you."

She leaned over to him and kissed him. Tori already anxiously awaiting the taste of his lips on hers. It had been a long day for both of them, and while right now nothing was in the foreseeable future, all that was needed was each other, and the comfort of their own love…

All was right for them…

And then the doorboor bell rang…

Robbie and Tori looked at one another for a second. Not knowing who could be at the door. Both of them just sat in awe.

"Nobody knows we're here." Tori said.

"Somebody does…" Robbie clarified. "Do we answer it?"

Tori looked back at him. "I… dunno… I…"

The doorbell rang again.

"They're not leaving." Robbie said.

Tori nodded, and got to her feet. Turning to the door, she went for it and looked through the peephole. Looking through, her eyes widened. She looked back at Robbie. "It's okay."

Tori couldn't explain it. She didn't know how. But she opened the door, and one word came from her lips…

"Lola..."

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TBC in Chapter 8B

**Oh, and get this! Matt Bennett is going to be tonight's Big Bang Theory! It'll be as Wolowitzs brother. As of right now, it looks like a one episode. But let's hope it turns into recurring! **


	30. Chapter Eight B

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Eight B  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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It's amazing that at any time, history can be drawn back into a moment. No matter where you are, or how much into the future you are, all it takes is one moment. And in that moment, you can be brought back to something in the past that could change your outlook. And this moment It never did enter the mind of Tori Vega, or even her fiancée, Robbie Shapiro, could brought back into something that they had no plan of ever happening.

They followed the plan. They stuck to Logan's notes, and yet, here in front of her chocolate orbs was…

"Lola…"

And even before she could comment anything further, two arms wrapped around her slender form and engulfed her into a mighty hug. Tori was cut off-guard, and here she was, wrapped into the arms of a friend that she was certainly shocked to see. So much so, that she stood awestruck from the sheer appearance of her friend.

"Lola,… uh… hi." Tori heard from behind her. And within moments, Lola left Tori, moved passed her, entering the house and crushed Robbie Shapiro in a fierce hug.

Tori shook her head, and finally moved; albeit slowly, and closed the door that only moments before did Lola Martinez cross and pulled her fiancée into a tight hug. "Lola…" Tori attempted again.

It was at that instant when she finally released Robbie and gazed at the shocked expressionless face of Tori Vega in her wake. "Are you two okay?"

Tori looked at Robbie who had an almost motionless face staring back at her just shrugged. He looked at Lola and said simply, "We're fine…"

"Good." Lola said simply, a sense of calm washed over her. But unfortunately it was short lived. Her eyes then turned cold. "Then do you mind telling me why on Earth would you try and pull something like this?" When Tori and Robbie didn't say anything, she continued, "Why would you suddenly leave home like that?"

"Lola…" Tori tried, trying to calm her down.

"You leave home? You run away?" Lola asked, heated. "How can you do something so stupid?"

"Lola…" Tori started, trying to remain calm.

"You two just leave?" She yelled. "You just up and go?!"

Robbie walked over to the irritated form of his friend, "Lola, we left because…"

"Oh, I know why you left." They looked at her confusingly.

"You do?" Tori asked, shocked.

"Tori?" She asked. Tori glanced at her husband-to-be.

"The only person who knew about…" Robbie recalled.

"Jade didn't tell me." Lola confirmed. "Neither did Logan. I figured it out. And no. Don't worry. I didn't tell your parents. They are just as clueless as ever."

Tori couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief by that comment; even though this wasn't the time to question that notion. "Lola…"

"But do you want to know what hurts the most?" They just stood silent. "You didn't tell me!" She glared at Robbie. "I thought I was one of your girls, Robbie Shapiro."

"You are…" He said in a low tone.

"You got a funny way of showing it." Lola snapped.

Robbie took a breath, he went for her hand and grasped it. Taking her to the couch he was resting on before, he sat down, waiting for Lola to join him. When she did, they both noticed Tori taking the seat beside them. "You are one of my girls, Lola. Y'know that."

And she did. Lola did know that she was one of his girls. But the question remained. If she was… "Then why didn't you tell me?" Her voice finally calming down. Lola Martinez's anger may not of been her initial reaction when she first found out about their decision from Jade, but it did grow into it during her hour drive to Oxnard, California. She still had a hard time believing that Robbie and Tori would ever try and do something like running away from home.

"We did it because we didn't have much choice." Tori said telling her the truth. "My mom and I had a falling out…"

"She said that."

Her eyes widened. "She did?"

Lola answered with a nod. "She said allot of things." Letting out a breath, she told both of them. "The night you ran away, I had to listen to your parents talk about it."

"You didn't just leave?" Robbie asked.

"I couldn't. Your dad wanted me to stay the night. And because of that, I heard your parents talking about it way into the night. Try to sleep when you hear them talking non-stop." Tori couldn't help but wince. "All I can say is that it was rough. I had to get out of there; which unfortunately wasn't until after breakfast." She shook her head. "I drove back to PCA in silence after that. The only thing going through my mind is what Jade told me."

"I thought Jade didn't tell you anything." Robbie recalled.

"She didn't." Lola confirmed. "All she told me is that you two left and you didn't plan on coming back." She then looked at Tori, "She practically swore me to secrecy after that. I couldn't talk to anyone, and it sucked."

"Lola…" Tori whimpered.

"All I had to go on was that here are my two friends… two friends that consider me one of your girls, Robbie, and I couldn't tell anyone. I couldn't even tell Sarah… Sarah… your sister. Remember her."

He gulped. Tori looked at her fiancée with sad eyes, already knowing the pain that he was starting to feel. "We couldn't tell anyone, Lola. Sarah, Beck, you… we couldn't. Jade only knew so much because she helped put it together. Not to mention, if my parents ever did go looking for help from our friends… Jade would be the last one they would go to for help. It made perfect sense to involve her."

Robbie nodded. "So, we left. We know it wasn't the best answer, but…"

Tori got up from her seat, and made her way to her future husband. Sitting down on his lap, she leaned in and kissed him briefly. Pulling back, she looked at Lola, "Mom questioned our love, Lola. She questioned our devotion; our sex-life. She said that all we do is fuck, Lola. All that we would do for the rest of our lives is find some hole in the wall, and sex each other up for the rest of our lives." She let out a sad tone as she finished her comment. Robbie then took his free hand and caressed Tori's cheek, pulling her to him. He kissed her briefly, showing her that he was there with her. Tori then smiled slightly, mouthed the words, 'I love you,' and then glanced back at Lola. "We don't fuck, Lola. We never did." She shrugged, "Sure, there are times when we get animalistic, but majority of the time… we make love…"

Robbie nodded. "When Tori told me that, and how she really felt if we were to go back… I couldn't do that to her. I couldn't let her live a life like that."

"Like what?" She whispered.

"Always on guard. Always walking down that hallway at home, and wonder if that is the moment when either my mom… or my dad would come into our room, and separate us; having them think what we were doing would only be classified as 'fucking.' I didn't want that. I didn't want that for us. Robbie and I are in love. Three months in, and we still are. If we were to stay at that house, if we were to continue living with my parents… then I'd… we'd never be happy." She felt Robbie grasping her hand. "We need each other, Lola. You know that. Questioning that, pulling us apart, it's not going to change that. We love each other. We make love. Never 'pure fucking.'" She let out a breath. "That's why we left. I don't want to live at home if my parents think all we do is 'fuck.' We've been living at home since we got back, and you would think that what my mom thinks that we do is making love. Not fuck. I can't live like that. I don't want Robbie and me to live like that. If we would stay at that house then…"

And then Lola Martinez truly did understand the sudden change. They wanted to be together. Always. Living at home… Living back in LA…

It was going to kill them.

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It was nearing a little over ninety minutes since Lola Martinez made her appearance at the Shapiro/Vega house. It was pretty much a non-stop conversation of abandonment, neglecting, reality, responsibility, and the truth. Anguish moments and emotional revelations were found out, and yet still, it was proven that Lola Martinez was still in fact one of Robbie Shapiro's girls. The only difference now in that detail is that both Robbie and Tori made a promise to Lola that they would keep her in the loop from now on…

"So… Logan created two new identities for you too." Lola asked, bringing the latest conversation to a head.

"Yep." Robbie said as he went for her paper plate. "You done?" She nodded, he grinned, and picked it up, bringing it to the empty trash bag they pulled out for the pizza they ordered for dinner that night. "I'm Noah Parker."

"And Tori is…" She asked, trying to continue the dialogue.

"Tori is Karen Stacy." He answered. Tori would've answered, but she was in the bathroom, and that left the two friends to themselves for the time being.

"Wow." Lola said, understanding. "So… no one know anything about you or Tori here?"

"We can't afford it." He told her. "Tori's dad would find us out in an instant if we were to use our real names, our phones, our debit cards, or anything. We're off the grid. And we plan to keep it that way." He grinned. "So, if you want to talk to us in the future, remember those names. Because Robbie Shapiro and Tori Vega no longer exist."

"This is insane." She realized. "The fact that you two are pulling for this…"

"It's wacked up." He smirked. "So full of chizz too. But it's what we want. We left LA and Malibu because we don't want to be found out. Or discovered."

"And how long do you plan on doing this?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. I mean, I know what we're doing is technically wrong. But in the sake of our love, in the sake to keep it alive, we're doing it."

"Yerba really fucked you two up, didn't it?" Lola asked, putting the truth of everything that she knew about her friends together.

"In more way then one." Robbie said in certainty. He let out a breath. "We wouldn't be together if we didn't go through that shithole. Tori and I never would've found each other, and we never would've of fallen for each other."

And that was true. In all the time that she knew him, and Tori, she had seen how much they've gone through, how much pain they went through, and how much torture. The jewelry store heist being the most recent which was the start of this latest spin in their lives…

It was beyond ludicrous. But looking at Robbie, hearing Tori talk about their situation, they were making a real attempt at making their lives work. "It's what we need."

She nodded, seeing how he was right in that. Their relationship was unique, and it was seemingly hard to find if she ever really wanted to find something similar. The kind of devotion the two of them had, the kind of love, the kind of loyalty, it truly was something that they strived to keep intact.

And realizing that, she looked at her current surroundings, she couldn't help but discover, they were still sticking together. They ran away from home together, they got jobs together, they were pooling their money together, they were supporting each other too. True, Logan and Jade helped set their current living situation up, but they sticking to their guns. Going off the grid, and trying to be as safe and avoid Tori's parents as much as possible.

"I'm glad you two are trying to make this work." Lola said as she got up from her seat and made her way into the kitchen, and leaned against the island. "And don't worry, I won't tell anyone where you are. I may not like that you pulled this off the way you did, but I get why you did it."

He let out a sigh of relief. "Thanks, Lola. We wish it worked out differently, but we're doing what we can. All I got to ask you though is keep an eye on Sarah. I wish I didn't leave her. She's going to hate me when we talk again…"

"She's not going to hate you." Lola pointed out. "You aren't your parents either. If anything, I think she'll understand it more than anyone."

He grinned, "Thanks."

Lola smiled, "And if I run into Jade, I'll tell her that you two are fine, and that Tori is pounding you like crazy."

"Lola…" Robbie groaned.

"What?" She asked. "You know she would want to know." Lola shrugged. "I'll tell her you're the man, and that you're taking care of your fiancée. Tori on the other hand is the one riding you."

"Lola…" He groaned again. "What Tori and I do is our own business."

She smirked. "I know that." Lola then placed her hands on the top of the island and lifted herself into the air, sitting on the top of the counter. "I'll just flavor it. Say… I dunno… you two have been using handcuffs, chaining each other up, and what not."

Robbie stiffened when he heard the comment. Lola noticed his change in body language. "You're using handcuffs?"

He shook his head… "Lola, I uh… we…"

Her eyes widened, "You have? You actually did use handcuffs?"

He backed into the counter behind him. "We… we tried it last night. I chained Tori to the bed…"

Then Lola put it together… "That's why Tori's limping."

"Oh God…" Robbie groaned. "Kill me now."

She smirked, "This just got interesting."

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TBC in Chapter 8C

Well, there you go. Chapter 8B. Sorry it took a while to get out, but I actually had a hard time writing this. I wanted to get to the handcuff talk, but I didn't know how to get there with Lola. Then Jade hit me like 30 minutes ago. Bingo. Chapter hit completion. 8C will be the reason why I wanted to go in that direction. So, be on the lookout soon. But first I want to write another chapter of Inner Circle, and I also got a new idea for a one-shot based on an episode of The Wonder Years I just saw too.

I love youtube. :)

I hope you all liked the new chapter. Thanks for reading, and please review. Thanks again for stopping by.


	31. Chapter Eight C

Title: Disbound  
Author: Jonathan  
Rating: M (covering my bases this time)  
Chapter: Eight C  
Category: Robbie/Tori  
Spoilers: Post 'Bound,' 'Unbound,' 'Rebound,' and 'Boundles' Still will follow season 2 canon.  
Summary: Sequel to Boundless.' Tori and Robbie have been together now for three months, and continue to throw themselves into each other more and more. Now, it might of gone too far, and now they are trying to deal with their lives by themselves. Can they succeed in life by themselves? Or are they in over their heads?  
Disclaimer: Victorious and Zoey 101 are owned by Dan Schneider, Danwarp, Nick, Viacom

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"So you mean to tell me that you actually chained your fiancée up, and you…."

Robbie Shapiro let out a tired breath, "I plowed into her…" left the counter, walked back to the table, pulled out a seat, and collapsed. "I threw Tori on the bed, bound her wrists to the bedpost, and jammed myself into her."

"And… she didn't object to any of this?" Lola asked, having a hard time dealing with the actual concept.

"It was her idea…" Robbie whispered, remembering the events of last night. He shrugged his shoulders. "Tori wanted it to happen, so we did it."

"Really?" She asked, shocked. "You mean to tell me that Tori decided all this? That she got you to use handcuffs, and use…"

Robbie cut her off, "You know Tori has a kinky side, Lola." He shook his head, "Ever since we first having sex, she was the one who been gunning for a more playful experience."

Lola did know that. She did know that Tori has been open about her and Robbie's endeavors. So, that did make sense. But this whole concept just seemed so…

"I mean, it's Tori…" He continued, then shrugged. "I'd anything for her. I love her. She tells me to do something… and I do it..."

Lola looked back at him, listening to what he was saying, taking in his behavior, and began thinking about all the times she knew him, from the moment he walked into PCA looking for his fiancée…

It just clicked.

"Tori's your new Rex."

His eyes widened, "What?" His eyes glared at his friend.

"Think about it…" Lola said. "This whole thing… this whole… you're relationship." Lola approached him, and sat down. "You claim last night was you're idea…"

"Who's idea?" The new voice came from the out of the hallway. Both friends looked up and noticed the other half of the recent sexual escapade partner from last night.

"Robbie claims you're the one who wanted to be chained up last night." Lola identified the problem.

"You told Lola about what happened last night?" Tori asked, shocked. Not that she really minded about their past sexual endeavors… but she was surprised that Robbie actually told her about them. Robbie Shapiro was always the more self-conscious one about what they did in their own little private world. He never said just how much kinky it could get between them, or talked about their sexlife to any of their friends before. Sure, she did it freely. But she didn't think Robbie would ever talk about it. He never did before…

Robbie shook his head. "I didn't! I swear!" He glared at Lola. "She literally guessed. And even before I tried to avoid the question, she read my body language, and I guess she just knew…"

"Pease… you're not the best secret keepers." Lola smirked, then shrugged. "But I do know how Jade thinks, so I just told Robbie what I would tell Jade if she were to ask me about you two. Next thing I know Robbie reacts to a hypothetical situation, and bam. Robbie answered the question that was never asked."

"Oh God…" Robbie said, deflated. "Lola turned into Jade…"

"I'll never be like Jade, Robbie." She said simply, making her way to the table, only to sit beside him, her voice calming down. "I just know how she thinks. I got enough of her when we were trapped, remember."

"I guess…" He whispered.

"That is allot of Jade, Robbie." Tori added. "But yeah… we used handcuffs last night." She shrugged. "We were alone. Found them in one of the nightstands…"

"You do have your kinky side, don't you?" Lola asked her friend.

"Only when it's between me and Robbie." She smiled, staring directly into Robbie's eyes. "When I look into his eyes, Lola. When I stare at his lips… Watch them open and close, creating his words. I just melt. I know it sounds kinda sappy, and I know it sounds cheesy. But I just can't help but want to explore our love, entice it, and challenge it. Yerba, Bertha… Crap, even the drug trading… Through it all, through even the shed… it's amazing what a person will have to do to cling to any sort of sanity… Robbie was my… is my one valid reason for me to believe that he will always be the person who can take care of me, who can protect me, who can love me. I look into his eyes… his brown pools… and I swear, I can see the joy, the sadness, anger, disgust… and even the fear. I can even see the young Robbie Shapiro, the boy who has been through all the pain, and the torture, and heartbreak. I see the boy he was, and the man he is now… "

Robbie just stared at her…

"He makes me a better person. I'm better because I have him in life." She shrugged. "Who cares if we use handcuffs? Who cares if we use chocolate syrup allover our body parts? We both like it. Sure, we can see how it can be creepy. And before Yerba… before all this shit happened to us, part of me thinks that we never would even try something like this… But… there's something about being behind bars, being trapped in a shed, going completely insane when I started seeing people who weren't there… or who would come to a decision that we value our lives only being whole without the other. Once one is gone…"

Lola noticed Tori's voice becoming soft, and even distant…

"Basically, we're fucked up. Our minds are so deranged, and so screwed up that we don't even blink anymore at the sexually crude behavior…" Tori took Robbie's hand in her. "I'll let this man do whatever he wants to do to my body. I trust him…"

Robbie took his hand back, walked over to his fiancée, and caressed her cheeks. He leaned in and kissed her lips, swallowing them whole in an instant… "I love you."

"I love you." Tori said back to him. She kissed him back. "He's the only one I can see pulling off something like what we're doing… I… We… we need each other. Like bad. We're bound to each other …

"Robbie's it for me. That's it. I don't care if we're too young, or if I'm giving up any other future potential dates. I'm taken. And only Robbie Shapiro can handcuff me to the bedpost, drive his cock into my awaiting pussy… Only he has right to use my body like however he sees fit." She smirked. "Robbie's my owner. And I'm perfectly happy being that way for the rest of my… our lives…"

"Tori's my trophy wife." He smirked.

"And that's who I want to be…" She kissed him. "Even if I do find the term 'trophy wife' cheezy…"

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Two hours passed since Lola Martinez left the house. After Tori came in from the bathroom, the three of them had a rather lengthy discussion about last night, and Tori's dedication to her fiancée, the day was finally coming to a close. Lola thanked them for dinner, apologized for the night's antics, and promised to keep their secret. Not to mention that both Tori and Robbie promised to keep her in the loop for whatever may happen in the future…

It was a rather long reunion for the three friends, but everyone knew that it had to happen. Tori and Robbie never liked leaving Lola and Sarah out of things. It was especially hard for Robbie. Both girls were part of his women, and he didn't like leaving them like that. But considering the circumstances, it had to happen. Robbie would do anything for Tori. He even came close to killing someone for her come to think of it…

Damn that Victor Ryan. The way he took hold of his fiancée and almost had his way with her. It still bothered him at times. Tori was to be his wife, and no other man had that luxury. She was his, and any man who even would look at her funny would have him to deal with. And albeit his slender appearance, Robbie actually had a feral side, and anyone who helped unleash that side of him would have a hard time to try and survive the night…

Robbie owned Tori. She was his property. He would take care of her, he would provide for her, and he would love her. Even to the point of pulling something like what they were doing now; running away from home, cutting off all ties, and living together in another town. It even came to the point that they were now using false identities as well. It was the two of them from here on out, and as long as he had his Tori with him, he knew that he would always have a pressing matter…

Keep his Tori safe…

"No handcuffs tonight, Babe." Tori Vega said as she climbed into bed. She let out a breath, and turned to face Robbie's still form. His brown pools staring back at her as she draped her side of the covers down.

"I couldn't move even if I wanted to." He smirked.

"Yeah… Lola's visit took more out of me than I ever thought." She leaned forward and kissed his lips briefly, smiling as she pulled back.

He nodded, "Lola did bring some issues that we still have to deal with." Robbie noticed Tori as she sighed, and her chocolate orbs glanced downward.

"I know…" Tori said slowly. She then felt her hand being held. Looking from her lowered spot, she raised her vision to where Robbie was holding her hand. "We still have allot to deal with…" Tori let out a breath, and gazed at her fiancée finally. "I just would like to forget about these issues. I know that we have to deal with stuff. But… I mean… we… we go through so much… I just wa…"

He nodded, understanding. "I know. You just want to move on with your life. Our lives. We keep getting dragged back to our past. No matter how much we try to move on, we can't escape what we have to deal with."

Tori smirked. "Guess I'm not the only one who dishes out the reality, huh?"

"Reality nothing." He answered. "I just know you." Robbie then leaned in and kissed her. "You don't like to think about what happened back home."

"And neither do you." She smiled. "I know you gave up allot for me. I know that you practically dropped Sarah and Lola for me. I know that you sacrificed allot, Robbie." She kissed him again, allowing her lips to taste his thin wondrous lips. She smiled, "We've been so entwined that we are just too much alike now."

Robbie gave her a knowing glance, "Who would've of ever thought about that? The resident Hollywood Arts Geek and the Hollywood Arts…"

Tori cut him off. "Who cares what we were like in high school. People may of thought that we made no sense together, but fuck them. I love you, Robbie. I want to marry you, and I want to be your wife. I want to mother your children someday. It doesn't matter where we came from. I just need you."

Robbie nodded, knowing she was right. All he needed was her too. She took him from his awkward high school days and helped him grow as the type of person he should've been all along. No parents mistreating him, no wishing he was born a girl, and no giving him Rex either. "You've done more for me than anyone ever has…

He paused for a moment. Shaking his head, he stared at his beloved's chocolate orbs…

"I love you."

Tori smiled, "C'mere." She watched as he scooted forward. She spun him around she can take him in her arms. "Let Tori give you a squeeze." Tori wrapped her arms around his chest and held him in her arms. Her head resting beside him, creating a cocoon that on rare occasions she did for him. Yes, Robbie often did it for her, but it was times like these… when the two of them were intimate, talking emotionally, and speaking from the heart, that allowed Tori to serve as the outer spoon.

"Falling in love with you was significantly the best thing that ever happened to me. Sure, Yerba provided the opputunity, but because it did, I got to see you for the man that you really are. Before Yerba, you were my friend. One of my best one too. Never doubt that you weren't, Robbie. Never doubt that you weren't important to me. I was always in love with you, one way or another. Okay? But after Yerba, after being in that cell with you, helping you drop Rex, helping you find your inner self… I got to fall in love with you the way that we should've been a long time ago…

Tori paused for a moment…

"I can't help but wonder if we started dating the moment you and I met, then maybe things would've been different. I mean, if we did… Ryder or Steven never would've been an issue. Or maybe… I dunno… allot of things could've been different." Tori kissed his neck. "I've seen you change allot, and I did fall in love with you. It's just… being with you… being your fiancée, getting the chance to start a family with you… I love you, Robbie. I do."

Robbie couldn't help but feel the emotion and the love resignation from within. Tori always a special place in his heart, and hearing those words, being wrapped in her arms, he can't help but love this woman…

He turned around so he could look at her, be able to loose himself in her chocolate orbs… being with the one person who meant the world to him… to be with the love of his life…

"I love you."

Robbie then took his hands, and caressed her cheeks, framing her face. His fingertips touching the loose tendrils of her wavy brunette hair, staring idly into her eyes… "No person has ever meant so much to me. No one. I look at you, I look at the way you walk, at the way you laugh, the way you smile. I look at the way you sing, the way you dance, the way you act… Tori… I don't know how to say this… you make me feel alive, like a man… Tori, I…"

But she didn't wait. She leaned forward and kissed him hard.

Robbie Shapiro truly loved Tori Vega.

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TBC in Chapter 8 D


	32. UPDATE NOTE

Hey guys! Been a while, huh? Sorry I haven't been around with a new chapter as of late. Within the last month and a half I've been in and out of the hospital four times. It's been a crazy summer, and I hope to get back into the swing of things really soon. I got a new chapter in the works to Disbound which is just about a page. I plan to write more this weekend and make a comeback. Again, I just wanted to let you know that I'm still here. I just been rather sick. But I am trying to make a go again. I hope to post something soon.


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