Hello again! SorryI didn't post this sooner. I'll try to get more up soon! The song is 8th World Wonder by Kimberley Locke. Enjoy!

A.N.-I still don't own anything.


She looked at him, her confusion obvious. "What's going on Tommy?" she askedtrying to understand what he was saying. "Darius wants me to check out some artists. I thought I could get him to send someone else, but I don't know if he will. I wanted to wait until I knew for sure whether or not I was going, but I wanted you to be prepared, in case I do have to go. I don't want to, but he's my boss. If he says I have to go, I have to go. I thought maybe you could come with, but you have school and work. Let's just forget I said anything about it, okay? I want to enjoy this night."

Jude sighed, then smiled at him. "Okay." She rested her head on his shoulder as he put on a movie. She wasn't paying attention to the movie though. How am I supposed to forget about that? she thought to herself. She dozed off, and soon Tommy was asleep as well.

Tommy's PoV

I woke up on the couch, and the first thing I realized was that Jude wasn't there. I looked over at the clock on the TV, assuming it was sometime after midnight. The bright numbers read 2:30. It was the that I heard the music. It had to be Jude. I followed the sound to my studio. Jude was sitting in a chair, strumming her guitar. She started to sing soflty, and I smiled.

8th World Wonder

Woke up early this morning,

made my coffee like I always do.

Then it hit me from nowhere;

every thing I feel about me and you.

The way you kiss me crazy,

baby you're so amazing.

Seven days and seven nights of thunder;

the water's rising and I'm slipping under.

I think I fell in love with the Eighth World Wonder.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I guess that I'm just falling

deeper into something I've never known.

Yeah.

But the way that I'm feeling

makes me realize that it can't be wrong.

Your love's like a summer rain.

Washing my doubts away-aay.

Seven days and seven nights of thunder;

the water's rising and I'm slipping under.

I think I fell in love with the Eighth World Wonder.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's only been a week,

but it's coming over me, yeah.

It's making me believe that

You're the one for me.

Yeah, yeah, uh-huh, yeah

Seven days and seven nights of thunder;

the water's rising and I'm slipping under.

I think I fell in love with the Eighth World Wonder.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Seven days and seven nights of thunder;

the water's rising and I'm slipping under.

I think I fell in love with the Eighth World Wonder.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Seven days and seven nights of thunder;

the water's rising and I'm slipping under.

I think I fell in love with the Eighth World Wonder.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

"It's great." She jumped at my voice, causing me to laugh a little. I walked over and sat down next to her. "I couldn't sleep." As she says it, I notice the coffee cup on the ground next to her chair. "How long have you been awake, girl?" "A couple hours." she looks at me sheepishly. "Girl, you gotta sleep. You have to work tomorrow. Now, why can't you sleep?" She looked away from me, and I had a feeling I knew what this was about. "I couldn't stop thinking about you leaving. I know you said you might not have to, but I can't help it. I don't want you to go, for who knows how long." I take her hands in mine, and turn so I'm facing her. "Hey, hey, look at me. I promise I will never leave you. I don't care what D or anyone else says. Okay? I'm not going to leave you." I stand, pulling her up with me. I pull her close and hug her tight, one hand stroking her hair. "I promise." I murmur in her ear. I let go, and look her straight in the eye. " Now go get some sleep." I say as she stifles a yawn. "Yes, dad." "Hey, I'm not that old!"

The next day

Jude's PoV

I woke up to the smell of french toast and bacon. Mm. I looked at the clock on the nightstand, and paniced when I saw that it was 10:15. I was supposed to be at G Major at 8. I nearly ran into Tommy, who was coming up the stairs with the food on a tray, along with a vase of lillies. "I was supposed to be at work two hours and fifteen minutes ago, and you're making french toast?" I could see he was trying not to smile, but I was too upset to care. "Relax, girl, I called Georgia and said we'd be in late." "And your excuse?" "We're finisning a song." "That makes me feel so much better Tom. Now I have to write a new song." I said, running a hand through my hair. "You wrote one last night remember?" "I wasn't planning on using it for my album, but okay." Tommy smiled at me, and I relaxed. "Now go get in bed so I can give you your breakfast." "Yes sir." I say before running upstairs and jumping back into bed. "I thought you might be tired of poptarts and coffee." He says, setting down the tray. "I could never get tired of poptarts and coffee." I state matter-of-factly.

I had finished the food and was about to take a shower when I realized something. I was wearing the same clothes I'd worn yesterday. "Tommy?" I yelled down the stairs. "Yeah?" he asks, comming up the stairs. "I'm wearing the same clothes that I wore yesterday. I can't go to work in these." He looks at me for a moment before taking my hand and leading me downstairs. He goes into the kitchen and comes back out with some clothes adn my toothbrush. "I had Sadie bring them over on her way to work." He says, seeing my confused face. "Thank you." I hug him then runn upstairs to shower. When I come back downstairs, he's leaning against the door, tapping his watch. "We have to go to work sometime today, you know." "Yeah, yeah."

We arrived at G Major twenty minutes later. "Jude, you have a hot new song for me right?" Georgia asks as we walk in the door. "Yeah." "Alright. Go get in the studio and record then." Georgia smiles at me before walking into her office. We're about to go into the studio when a voice behind us stops us. "Tom, can I have a word?" "Sure thing, D." He turns to me. "Go warm up, I'll be there in a minute." "Okay." I walk into the studio, making sure to close the door behind me. I set my bag down and take my guitar out of it's case. I'd left it here yesterday. "Hey Kwest." I say, turning to the guy sitting at the soundboard. "Hey. Where's Tommy?" He asks, turning his chair so he's facing me. "Talking to Darius." I say strumming his guitar. "Darius Mills, music mega mogul, and owner of D Studios?" "That's the one." I say, thinking about last night. He promised he'd never leave me, but what if he didn't really mean it. No, you will not think like that. I mentally scold myself. "Apparently, he wants Tom to check out some new artists, or something."

Meanwhile, Tommy and Darius...

"I'm not going D. I'm sorry." I look him straight in the eye as I say it. He might intimidate some people, but he doesn't scare me. "Excuse me?" "You heard me. I'm not going. We're in the middle of Jude's album. We have to much to do still. And I don't trust anyone else to handle it." "you're making a big mistake, T. You do this and you'll neve rhave to work again." "I don't want, need, or care about your money." I want, need, and care about Jude. No! Now is not the time to be thinking about that! Bad Tom! "I promised Jude I'd never leave her, and I'm not going to break that promise. Not now, not ever." "Fine, but don't think I won't be back." "I don't doubt that." I mutter as I watch him leave. I turn and go into the studio.

"Hey." I say, to both Kwest and Jude. "Sup, man?" Kwest says, as I wrap my arms around Jude and kiss her. "We can do that now. As much and as long as we want." I say, kissing her again, deepening it this time. "Getting nauseous over here." "Sorry." I say, reluctantly pulling away from Jude. "I guess we better get some work done, huh?" "Yeah." she says, heading into the recording booth. 13 hours later 8th World Wonder is done.

Jude's PoV

After we finally finished the song. I walked out of the recording booth and back into the studio were Tommy is laying on the couch. Kwest had left a few hours ago. "Laying down on the job, Quincy?" I say, setting down my guitar and walking over to the couch. "Yeah, so?" "So move over." He moves so his back is against the back of the couch, and I lay down next to him. He puts an arm around my waist, and I smile. "I could get used to this." "Me too, girl." "Tommy?" "Yeah?" "I love you." "I love you too, girl." is the last thing I hear before falling asleep, a smile on my face.