A/N: I think it's the holidays doing this. I keep getting suddenly inspired. Anyway, hope you like this new story. It was inspired by the movie Be Cool, but it is different.

Disclaimer: I don't own the show or Bwitched.

Chapter 1: Cest La Vie

Zoe was sitting in the dark backstage waiting to be called on. She hated this job, but hey, it paid, right? She heard them call her name, took a deep breath, and walked out. She was joined by a few other girls as they went to the center of the stage and began to sing.

Hey boy sittin in your tree

mummy always wants you to come for tea

don't be shy, straighten up your tie

get down from your tree house sittin in the sky

I wanna know just what to do

is it very big is there room for 2?

I got a house with windows and doors

i'll show you mine if you show me yours

Gotta let me in, hey, hey, hey

Let the fun begin, hey

i'm the wolf today, hey, hey, hey

i'll huff i'll puff

i'll huff i'll puff i'll blow you away..

She felt like Little Tommy Q. doing this, and finally realized the reason he quit to go solo. A monkey could find a better job than this, she thought bitterly. No wonder he quit. If I didn't have this stupid contract, i'd quit, too. The song ended and she left the stage. Before she had a chance to leave, she saw a woman that looked like she was in her early 20's approaching her. She raised her eyebrows. "Can I help you?" She smiled and held out her hand.

"I'm Jude. I saw your show. You were pretty good." Zoe rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, now if only I could ditch the stupid 90's band image." Jude laughed.

"I know what you mean." Jude, now happily married, knew all about her husband's past and the effect it has on him, and suspected the same thing from Zoe. Aside from his failed marrige, his aborted album, his mother's death, and Jude's previous miscarriage, what happened to him while he was in Boyzattack was one of his worst memories. "I bet you'd do pretty good going solo." Zoe's eyes widened and Jude laughed.

"For real?"

"Yeah. You've got alot of talent, and you definetly don't need some stupid pop-fluff band manager to tell you that. Who do you work for anyway?"

"Shay." Jude scowled in disgust.

"Shay? He's still around? I haven't heard from him in years!" She scoffed, remembering the disaster he had caused on her 16th birthday 7 years ago.

"He's not that old."

"Hmm. Don't remind me," Jude mumbled to herself. "Is he here?" Zoe nodded.

"He's right over there." She pointed to a table in the back. There was a man seated there, surrounded by girls.

"Typical." Jude rolled her eyes. She walked up to him and he looked up. "Shay, I need to have a word with you." He raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Jude? Jude Harrison? Is that you?"

"Actually, it's Jude Quincy now."

"Oh, yeah. I heard about your miscarriage. Didn't know it was Quincy's child. Sorry to hear that, girl." She rolled her eyes again. "So, what did you want to talk to me about?"

"Actually, it was about one of your performers. I think her name was Zoe something."

"Zoe Martin. What about her?" Jude glanced at one of the chairs.

"Mind if I sit down?" Shay nodded.

"Go ahead." She sat down.

"Anyway, I heard her singing at your show and that kid has alot of talent. I was wondering if she might want to sign with my company. She would do great going solo." Shay laughed.

"Do you really think I would let her?"

"I think it's her choice."

"You'd never get your husband to agree to it. You know how he is." Jude frowned.

"I think I can get him to agree to it." She got up and went over to Zoe.

"What did he say?" She asked, eagerly. Jude smiled at how mutch the girl reminded her of herself.

"It's unofficial, but if I can convince my husband to agree to it, the answer's yes."

"Really?"

"Yeah. You just need to do the impossible: make my husband like your music."

A/N: How does Tommy react to this? R&R to find out.