Disclaimer: Don't own Instant Star or The Time Traveler's Wife.

AN: So I am trying something new here. Based off one of my favorite books "The Time Traveler's Wife". It may start off confusing but hopefully it will come together and start to make sense. I am really challenging myself with this one so wish me luck because this is a long and intricate storyline.

The basic gist of the story is that Jude and Tommy are married and Tommy was born with a genetic disorder that causes him to involuntarily time-travel, where Jude cannot follow.

JUDE: It's not easy being married to Tommy. I knew that it wasn't going to be when I said 'I Do' but I loved him all the same.

I wait and I wait for him.

I never know where or when he is or when he is coming back. I don't know if he is okay or not. For all I know he could be lying in a ditch somewhere and I wouldn't know.

So I keep myself busy to help pass the time.

I work on my music and I go about life as if he were just at work.

I go to bed alone and I wake up alone. I stare at his wedding ring by the bathroom sink as I get ready in the morning, imagining where he might be and when is coming back.

It is hard being the one left behind. But I understand that he goes where I cannot follow.

Why does he go where I cannot follow?

TOMMY: How does it feel?

Every time someone learns about my disorder that is the first question they ask.

How does it feel?

It feels like everything and nothing all at once. It feels like you are waking up from a week long nap and you don't remember where you are or how you got there. You are starving, naked and sometimes nauseous.

It feels like you are reading a book, or cooking dinner, or mixing a track and suddenly you are not. Suddenly you are standing in two feet of snow, naked as a jaybird, searching for the nearest shelter. You start cussing and stumbling across the street and an instant later you are on the floor in your kitchen just as the coffee pot timer goes off.

Sometimes it feels like a nightmare. You know the nightmare where you show up late for the SAT's and all eyes are watching you and everyone starts laughing before you realize you standing in your birthday suit. Only mine is not a dream, but reality.

Sometimes it feels like you have lost a lot of blood and you get light-headed, like you stood up to fast. It only takes an instant, you can't comprehend what is happening and suddenly you appear out of thin air in a Toronto Motel 6 skidding across the burgundy carpeted hallway before your head hits the door of a Mrs. Natalie Cole, who starts screaming at the sight of a rug-burned naked man lying outside her door. You put your arms up to block yourself from the blows heading your way when suddenly you are back in your home, on your bed with your wife looking over you.

When I am out there in time I become a different person. Out there it is wild and I have learned how to take care of myself. I become a thief, a pick pocket, an animal who either defends themselves or runs and hides.

There are many factors that contribute to my traveling as well as many that help keep me grounded. I don't know exactly what they all are, but like with any disease there are possibilities. Stress, exhaustion, loud noises, flashing lights can all cause me to go, but then again sometimes I can be sitting in bed with Jude, discussing our CD collection and suddenly I can be in 1989 watching my 12 year old self mow the lawn.

I find myself in crowds just as often as I find myself alone. It is impossible to explain, I mean how can I? I appear out of nowhere, naked. I have no money, no ID, nothing. I have never been able to take anything with me, so I often spend my time attaining clothing.

And then there is Jude, dear Jude. Always waiting for me, always worrying about me and always taking care of me, the look of concern written across her face when I come back bleeding. I hate that I worry her. I hate that I cause her stress. I hate that I can not be with her at all times, that I have to leave her so often. I hate being where she is not. And yet, I am always going and she cannot follow.

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