A/N Don't own, Don't sue.

Chapter Two

He'd showered, shaved, packed, managed to actually look almost human in the four hours after Sadie left. Now he sits beside her on an airplane bound for London, he couldn't stop his leg from bouncing up and down. In truth as happy as he is to be on his way to see her, he's mortified too. What if she met someone? What if she stopped loving him? Sure Sadie had said otherwise, but well, she's Sadie.

Thankfully Sadie had let him be next to the window, her own fear of heights being the reason but he was grateful just the same. It gave him something to watch, even if it was only the endless night surrounding them, or the city lights now as they begin to take off. He honestly couldn't take his mind off his girl. Yes his girl, no matter what happened he would never stop thinking of her that way. He didn't consider her property with that title, but something so precious there were no other words for her.

An hour and a half into the flight he's suddenly struck with inspiration, something he hadn't had in who knows how long now. But something about this trip, seeing her again filled him with the desire to write. Maybe then he could say all the things he never got to say. Granted the likelihood he'd sing them was slim to none but, he could give them to her just the same.

His pen scratches feverishly across the paper for almost an hour before he feels he's perfected what he needs to say. At least with this one, his mind dancing around trying to pinpoint possibilities for other ways to say all the many things she should know. So for the duration of the flight he writes, guarding his words from Sadie's prying eyes.

As they step off the plane and head towards the baggage claim where family and friends can actually greet the passengers he stretches, yawning. Fourteen hours was a long time to be on an airplane, even in first class. He hadn't done that since his BA days. Waiting in line at the top of the escalator that would take them down to the crowd of people waiting for their loved ones he nudges Sadie whispering, hidden behind a black hoodie and black sunglasses, not wanting to deal with screaming fans. "Who's picking us up?"

"Not sure, Jude said she might, or she'd send a driver. All depends on what her label allows. If her current producer lets her out of work to come get us, she says he's almost as much of a slave driver as you were."

As the step onto the escalator he cringes when she says 'he'. That meant her new producer was male. "Hope her lets her out then."

"You're just worried she'll fall for him if they work the hours you two used to." She hit the nail on the head and she knew it.

"Sadie… Bite me." Was all he managed to say before they reached the bottom of the escalator and started looking around for a vibrant blond or a sign indicating the driver got stuck with them.

But it was neither, as soon as they were clear of the escalator a shrill whistle got their attention and the frantically waving arms of Vincent Speiderman were seen. The pair made their way towards him as he shouted "Dudes!" Tommy cringes hearing it, but gives a slight nod just the same. He'd grown to almost like the guy before he and Karma had left G-Major for NBR.

"Vin! I didn't know you were going to be here! What other surprises are in store hm? Hey Karma." Sadie hugs both of them before stepping back as the four head towards luggage to get their things.

"Actually Wally and Kyle should be here tomorrow, Jamie got in yesterday. Dude wanted everyone here for her 21st. She thinks it's just going to be a simple little thing, all of us go out to dinner kind of deal."

"I'm sensing a but…" said Tommy, finally joining the conversation as they made their way to the Speiderman's limo.

"Buuuuuut… "Speid grins waiting a moment before going on. "We're all planning a kick ass surprise party after dinner. Several performances from those nearest and dearest to her, with two exceptions of course." He looks at Sadie pointedly.

"Let me guess, Jamie and I are excluded from the list."

"You got it dude."

"Wait, that means. Oh no. No! Absolutely not! I am not performing." Tommy folds his arms across his chest defiantly, like a child who's refusing to go to bed when they're told to.

Speid shakes his head. "Sorry man, you've been drafted. Besides, do you really want to say no on her birthday?"

It was a low blow, as demonstrated by the deep growl that emirates from Tommy's throat before he sighs and throws his hands up. "Fine! But only for Jude, and I'm choosing what and how many. Got it?"

"Got it!" As the group got out of the limo reaching Jude's large penthouse Sadie and Speid high five, their plan seemed to be working out better than they had hoped. Sure Jude had orchestrated some of the events, like everyone being in one place. But Jamie, Sadie, Speid, and even Karma were involved in the plot to prove to the couple once and for all they belonged with each other. Sure none of them had originally been supportive but they'd learned!

They were mere steps away from her door now and suddenly Tommy could feel every inch of his body freeze. He wasn't sure he could do this, he wasn't sure he could step in there after a year, after the year he'd had. He still didn't look quite like the same Tommy. He'd had a chance to shave and all, but his hair was still long, well for him any way. But the moment of truth had come as Speid opened the door without knocking ushering them all in. He stood off to the side nervously, his hands shoved into his pockets and his head downcast. He'd taken off the glasses, but left the hoodie up. He was not about to be harassed by Speiderman for the state of his hair, not after the tell all blog Jude had done the year before about his hair gel.

He heard her before he saw her, letting the others get caught up in the greeting. He winces hearing the squeals as Jude and Sadie reunite, then the 'dudes!' as Speid and her hug again. His turn was coming and he knew it. He just didn't know what he was going to do when it happened.

He could feel her rather than see her, hear her voice as it broke into his silence, that one loaded word. "Hey…." He looked up, immediately meeting her blue eyes with his own.

"Hey…"