I was inspired to write after watching the movie, I suppose because I haven't seen it in so long it hit me differently. For my story, Paco's still around, unfortunately. Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, including any Beatles songs I reference to.

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Two o'clock had rolled around and Jude was the only one conscious in Sadie's apartment at the moment. They had celebrated Sadie's second record release a little too much. Everyone, but Lucy. Jude hadn't seen her in over a month after she came back, only to leave again with Paco. He'd see her at rallies, but she wouldn't see him. Always fighting for the cause. Even, Max hadn't heard from her. They both hoped she was safe, but that was never guaranteed with Paco. But, thanks to Max, he got Jude to be somewhat less bitter about her. It only took two weeks of booze and women to get him through it, sort of.

He was sitting in the kitchen, smoking when a loud knock on the door interrupted his peaceful moment. Sighing, Jude hoisted himself up and made his way to the door. He hesitantly opened it.

A woman, about Jude's age, was standing there. She around 5'3" with long dark hair that fell into thick waves. It set off her light brown eyes, the color of dark amber. She worn a long sleeved tunic shirt-dress, belted at the waist, with a eccentric design that was way too much for Jude before a second cup of coffee. Her feet were covered by mid-calf boots, perfect for the crisp days of early fall in New York.

"Uh, hi. Is Max here?" she asked as she looked over Jude's shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah, but he's, uh, sleeping. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you woke him up, he's already late to work as it is," Jude joked.

She smiled, "Ok, thanks."

"Right through that doorway there and to the left," Jude directed her as he went back to the kitchen, "Can I get a name on the off chance you can't wake him?"

"Anna," she called back.

She made her way through the apartment and found Max's room. Anna pushed passed the curtain that substituted for a door. Finding Max sleeping in his boxers, twisted in the sheets. Anna sat down on the mattress and leaned down as if to whisper sweet nothings. She had a devious smile, "Max, wake up."

His response, a grunt and a minor shift in position. Anna called to him again, but more seductively, "Max, it's time to get up. Come on, Max I know you're awake."

This time he let out a small, smug, chuckle. Max shifted once more as he reached out to grab Anna, eyes still closed, "Give me a minute, babe."

Max's brow furrowed upon feeling the soft material of Anna's dress. He slowly opened his to see the shadow of Anna's hair, covering her face. Tucking it behind her ear, she smiled, "Good morning, sunshine."

Max blinked a few times, "Anna?"

"Hey," Anna replied casually.

"What are you doing here?" Max asked as he sat up, "Shit, you weren't the girl I brought home last night were you?"

"No, I wasn't, sorry to disappoint you," Anna replied.

"So why are you here then?" Max asked harshly.

Anna looked down, hesitant, "I'm here to apologize. I want to say I'm sorry. I thought he loved me."

"I loved you," Max reminded her, bitterly.

"I know. And I know I don't deserve for you to accept my apology, but I want-"

Cutting her off, Max forcefully cupped her face into his hands and brought his lips to hers. He passionately kissed her, but only for a moment. Breaking off the kiss, he deeply stared into her eyes. His were glassy, "You wrecked me. I thought...it doesn't matter what I thought. I loved you that's all."

"I'm so sorry, Max," Anna cried as she placed her hands on top of his, "And I did love you, more than anything, but I thought we wouldn't last."

Max released his grasp as he stared at Anna incredulously, "What?"

"Your reputation on campus with women was ridiculous and I thought that one day you'd get bored and move on. I didn't was to fool myself into thinking that we'd have something if it wouldn't have lasted," Anna explained.

"Well, you never stuck around long enough to find out," Max retorted.

"I know and I'm sorry," Anna continued.

"Just stop!" Max shouted.

"What?"

"Stop apologizing. You made a choice now stand by it. Shit, is this the only reason you came is to wallow in self-pity? Or do you have an actual reason to be here besides apologizing?" Max demanded.

Anna let out a heavy sigh, "I need a place to stay."

"Then talk to Sadie when she gets up, whenever that is. I have to go because I'm late for work," Max said as he got out of bed.

"I never knew punctuality to be your thing," Anna observed, with a slight laugh and small smile.

Max chuckled as he pulled a t-shirt over his head, but soon reminded himself that he hadn't forgive Anna yet. He hurried to put on and belt his jeans. Max stood in front of the wall mirror by his doorway, running his fingers through his hair quickly. Watching her through the mirror, Max smiled to himself. Anna hadn't changed since the last he saw of her. She was still painfully beautiful, with her killer smile. Her delicate countenance coupled with her witty demeanor still gnawed at his heart. Max shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts, Fuck, fuck, fuck!

"You know what, don't even bother talking to Sadie. She's going on tour in a week so she won't even know."

"Wait, Sadie as in Sadie and the Po Boys, Sadie?" Anna asked shocked.

"That's her," Max replied with a faint smile, "Yeah, so don't worry about, ok?"

"Yeah," Anna agreed, "I'm going to let you finish getting ready. It's, uh, good to see you again Max."

Max nodded, "Yeah, you too."

Anna left the bedroom and went back into the kitchen. She found Jude where she had left him earlier. Sitting down next to him, Anna let out a sigh of relief. It went a lot smoother than I thought it would, thankfully.

"Did he get up?" Jude asked, working on his second cigarette.

"Yeah, probably not in way he would have liked though," Anna replied with a chuckle.

"Oh, is that so?" Jude smiled, "Well, don't take it personally, Max's not really a morning person, you know?"

"Yeah, I do."

"Oh yeah? How do you know him?" he asked, curious.

"I knew him from when he was still in Princeton," Anna explained, "We used to date."

"So what brings you around here?"

"I need a place to stay and I figured while I'm here I might as well stop and see Max," Anna clarified a little more.

Max came running through the kitchen on his way out he called back to Jude, "I'll see you later, man!"

"Bye!"

Anna's eyes followed him to the door and lingered there for a moment, "How was he when he came back from the war?"

Jude took a drag off his cigarette, "I don't know, I was deported right before he got back."

"Oh, where were you from?" Anna asked.

"Liverpool."

"Do you plan-sorry, I just realized I never caught your name," Anna said, cutting herself off.

"It's Jude."

"Well, Jude, do you plan on staying here for awhile?" Anna asked as she shook his hand.

He took a final drag and then smashed the butt of the cigarette in the ash tray, "Yeah, maybe. I don't really know."

"So is it just you, Max, and Sadie that live here?"

"No, we've got quite a crew here. Sadie's guitarist, Jo-Jo lives here, as well as, our friend Prudence. She comes and goes as she pleases. Prudence is here now for Sadie's new album," Jude told her, "Plus, a few others."

Anna nodded, "So I guess it'll be kind of quiet around here once they leave on tour."

"Yeah, it usually is," Jude confirmed.

Anna's eyes wandered around the kitchen and into the living room. They noted all of the art scrawled on the wall. Most in ink or marker. She liked how eclectic it was. Jude took notice of this and smiled a little, "Do you like art, Anna?"

"Yeah, I do. Who did all of this?" Anna inquired as she continued to look around.

"Mostly me. But there have been contributions from former and present boarders," Jude explained.

"Are you an artist?"

"Yeah, I do a lot of freelance work for now. But I did some designs for Sadie and her record company," Jude continued, "The money from that keeps me going until another project comes along."

"Could I get a peak of your other pieces?" Anna asked hopefully.

Jude smiled more, "Yeah, yeah. Uh, it's this way."

He took her into his studio/bedroom. Jude walked over to a stack of canvasses and spread them around the room. Anna studied each on carefully. Soaking in the colors and brush strokes. It took her almost an hour just to view the small amount Jude took out for her. However, he didn't object. It had been sometime since anymore truly appreciated his work. Jude studied Anna ask she walked around the room. He noted her soft features and slender body. Mostly her brilliant smile.

"You know, I'm always looking for models for my next painting," Jude teased.

"Are you saying that just to get me naked?" Anna asked with a laugh.

Jude smiled, amused, "No, of course not. I'm just tired of drawing Max."

Anna laughed.

"I'll let you know."

"Alright," Jude nodded.

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