"Go make your late night run, hurry and come back, I don't want to be here all night." Tommy said to her as she started for the door.
"You wanted crispy tacos right?" she asked.
"Don't forget my guacamole either."
The keys to the mustang felt cool in her hand as she ran across the Gmajor parking lot. The engine roared to life as she pushed in the clutch and started the car. Driving down the street she re-thought the lyrics to the song she had previously been working on with Tom in the studio. The Mexican place was a few more lights up, but she covered them in no time. Jude whipped into the parking lot the restaurant shared with a local bar, with a gas station on the end. The lot was packed for a Thursday night, but she spied a place a row over. Speeding through the parking lot, she whipped around the corner, hitting the breaks hard to pull into the spot. She barely had enough time when she saw him, and if he had been standing she would have knocked him over.
"Jesus Christ!" she yelled it to nobody, sure of what she had just seen. She threw the car in reverse quickly, the threw it in park in the middle of the aisle. She didn't even turn the car off when she got out of it, failing to close the door as well. He was crying already and she was sure she had hit him. What the hell was he doing in the parking lot anyways?
Tears quickly welled up in her own eyes and she rushed to the baby. She didn't pick him up right away, but looked him over carefully. There were no cuts or bruises from what she could tell, just dirt and god knows what else on the boy.
"Oh thank god," she whispered as she finally reached for the crying infant. She held him lovingly, and he immediately rested his head on her shoulder and started to quiet down a little, but when the horn of a car blared, it started him up again. Her car was blocking the aisle of drunk was trying to leave the bar.
Getting in the car she held him in her lap the best she could and pulled the car forward in the space and parked. She sat there in the car holding him, trying to get him to calm down, to hush. Jude picked up her jacket from the passenger side, and wrapped the naked baby in it the best she could without putting him down. After a few minuets he stopped crying, and he picked his little head up to look at her. She smiled at him, and ran her hand over the top of his soft black hair. His blue eyes were red, and still wet from his tears but they were calmer now. He looked at her as if to say "Thank you" then laid his head back down on her shoulder.
It had been a while now and her cell phone was ringing from where it was placed in her cup holder. Flipping it open his voice immediately filled the air.
"Where are you Harrison, its been 45 minuets, it doesn't take that long to get tacos and…" Jude let his voice fade out and tried to find the courage to use her own. She started to cry a little, and the baby cooed to him self, just happy to find some comfort in the arms of a stranger.
"Tommy?" she whispered raggedly.
He knew something was wrong.
"Baby what wrong, where are you? I'll come right now. Jude? JUDE? Answer me damn it!"
"Tommy…"
"Tell me Jude, what it is?"
"I just found a baby."