AN: Man I was so proud to update this story quicker since the majority of it is already written and then my life got so busy I didn't even have time for myself. Comment if you like, it is greatly appreciated. Enjoy.


"You ready to go babe?" I lingered above her before leaning down and kissing her fervently on the mouth.

"MmmHmm," she mumbled, her eyes closed, her arms folded against her chest. She unexpectedly reached out and drew me down on top of her, "I can't wait to get you home," she opened her eyes and draped her arms securely around me.

I lifted her up and out of her chair before setting her down on the floor. I hit the final switch in the studio and everything abruptly became pitch-black.

"It's kind of fun being here in the darkness," I could perceive the sound of her voice and make out the proximity that she was in, but I couldn't commit to memory where I left her exactly.

I snatched at the vacant air, my hands in front of me, "Jude?"

"Over here," she snickered.

I could heed her foot steps shuffling around in the contiguous blindness.

"Jude—" I calmly stated once more.

"Tommy," she echoed.

"Jude… really," my arms wilted at my sides, I was rotating in circles, trying to trail the sound of her voice and scuffling of her footpath.

Swiftly she was in front of me—her lips came crashing down upon mine as I elevated her up in my arms.

She wrapped her legs securely around my torso, her hips gyrating into mine. I could hardly control myself.

"Jude," I breathed heavily.

"Come on Tommy," her left hand was making its way down to my pant buttons as her right hand remained firmly around my neck.

"Jude, we're still in the studio," I was tentative.

"That never stopped you before," her moist lips had made their way to my neck.

"I know," my hands clenched her bottom half, I could barely speak, she felt so superior against my body, "I was just thinking how nice a bed sounds right about now."

"What?" she declared among kisses, "You don't like the feel of the sound board on your back?" I could sense her smile against my skin.

I curved her around and pressed her into the sound board, "If you want it…" I trailed off.

"Okay," she paused to catch her breath, "Okay. Let's go home."

She kissed me firmly on the lips before letting up. I was aware of the muscles in her legs relaxing as she hauled herself off the sound board and away from me.

"But we're picking up right where we left off," she knew her way around GMajor better then I would have anticipated in the faintness. She grabbed her coat and her bag before making her way back towards me by the exit.

"I won't argue with that," I agreed.

It was shortly after 3:00am when we made it out of the studio and on our way home.

It was nights like these that I cherished the most. Innocent nights that integrated nothing more than letting our artistic juices take their course.

I held the alley door open for her and seized her hand as she came bounding out. No matter what thoughts were going on in my head, there was no superior sensation in the world then the way her hand fit so flawlessly in mine.

She readjusted her scarf comfortably around her neck and burrowed into to my right side, my arm swathed securely around her. I am her protector—I will always guard her, even if that includes defending her from me.

We sauntered towards the shadows in the alleyway. The cats were meowing, you couldn't hear a car for miles—it was just us and the hours of darkness.

"It's kind of weird to think this is where it all started," her hand lingered in mine.

"Where what all started?" I reserved my eyes in a straight line ahead.

"Us," she prodded her hip into mine, causing us to mutually stride to the left.

"In the alley?" My eyebrows squinted— I didn't know where she was heading with this, but I knew I wasn't going to like it.

"No," she pointed behind her, "GMajor."

"Huh," was the only response I could think of.

"Whoever would have thought, that I…" she brought her free hand up to her chest, "would fall for you."

"Well thanks a lot," I finally skewed my head to look down at her obscured between my arm and side.

"You know what I mean," she leaned over to kiss my cheek and I shut my eyes to the sentiment of her supple tepid lips on my skin.

"Yeah you mean, who ever would have thought that I would fall for you," I teased.

"That too," she shrugged in my arms and I could feel her quaver with a giggle.

"Anything else you want to muse over?"

"Nope," there was a slender pause I wasn't supposed to perceive. She was uncertain if she should complete that sentence but she decided to anyhow, "I was just thinking of all the stories we can tell our grandchildren."

And there she went talking about our future again.

We at last came to the boulevard and when we emerged into the city it was like daylight. The moon laying low in the sky was forcing everything metal to shine.

We strolled in silence down the street, in view of the fact that she wanted to talk about our future and I forgot how to converse whenever she brought it up, we just ambled on simultaneously, lost in our own thoughts.

I love her, I really do but… glancing down every street, every sidewalk seemed to hold diamonds like a jewelry store case. They called to me, "Walk this way." "No, walk this way."

It took all my self-control to not let go of her hand and circle down any other slab of cement that she was not heading down herself.