Heya, peeps, It's me again. Here's the next 's a little shorter than the last one. The next one will be longer. It's about 800 word and counting. But, first....

A word to my lovely reviewers:

NotAContrivance I'll try to watch my punctuation. I'm so happy you like it. Oh, and thanks for being the very first person to review my story.

Jenn6891: i'm glad I caught your interest I'll post it on DLS when i'm more comfortable with the story.


Chapter 2: Surprise!!!

" Surprises? Oh, don't even get me started. Whether it's your big sister jumping out to scare you for fun, or waking up one day as a superstar, it'll still knock the wind out of you. " - Jude Harrison

"Surprises, whether good or bad, can leave you reeling. The bigger the suprise, the longer you're gonna be out of it."- Tom Quincy


Tommy dragged himself out of bed, still deadbeat tired. It wasn't anything he didn't expect after the day he had yesterday. From the dressmaker's to the florist to the tailor's to the venue to lunch then back to the dressmaker's and then to the wedding planner's to finalize invitations. He hadn't expected Jude to take all the minor details so seriously, but it was her wedding, after all.

Tommy made a beeline for the coffee. Surprised to find that the coffee was already done and there was no Jude to be found anywhere near it. Which was odd because usually Jude thrived around the coffee maker in the morning. Then he noticed a small Post-It note on the counter directly in front of the coffee maker

Tommy,

Went to meet wedding planner. Figured you wanted to sleep. Be back at 1:00. Call Jamie and tell him I won't be able to make it to NBR today.

Love,

Jude

P.S. Made you some coffee. Hope it's not too strong.

He looked at his watch. 12:30? Had he really slept that late? He liked sleeping as much as the next guy, but-

"Hey, dude" Spied said from behind Tommy, startling him and causing him to drop a cup of hot coffee on his bare feet

"Ahhh! Dammit, Spied, what the hell are you doing here?"

"Sleeping on your couch."

"Why?"

"Well dude, apparently upsetting a pregnant woman isn't a good idea."

"Is that so?" Tommy said grabbing paer towels to clean the mess.

"Yep. Dude, by the way Karma was yelling you would have thought I had killed the dog. That and Jude said the couch was open if I ever needed it."

"Fair enough. Coffee?"

"Uhh, Nah. I'd better get home before my lovely lady calls the cops, Seeya later, dude"

"Give Karma my best"

"Sure, dude" as he was opening the door "Umm, dude."

"I'm Marcie Bentwood from child services. I'm looking for Tom Quincy" Hearing his name Tommy quickly went through the living to the front door.

"I'm Tom Quincy"

"Hello I'm-"

"Yeah. I heard. Is there some kind of problem?"

"No, no problem. I'm sure by now you've heard of your sister's admittance into Greenwood Rehabilitation Center."

"Sister? There must be some misunderstanding. I don't have a sister"

"Ummm, dudes. I'm gonna leave now" Spied not sure what to do in this awkward situation. Just as he was passing the drive way Jude pulled in.

"Hey, Spied"

"Hey Jude,

"Ha, Very funny. Whatcha up to?"

"Going back to patch things up with my lady"

"Oh, well do you need a ride? But we might need to make a stop at the florist's."

"I would, but it sounds like you might be needed more up there." Spied made a gesture towards the house

"Who's she?"

"Someone from child services"

"And the kids?"

"His nieces and nephew from the sounds of it"

"Tristan doesn't have any kids." Jude shook her head

"But, his sister does, apparently"

"Sister? I didn't know Tommy had a sister"

"Neither did he. Later, Jude, dude"

"Umm, uh, bye."

What in the world was going on?


" Yeah, I can't breathe. At all." -Jude Harrison

" I might be out of it for a week ." - Tom Quincy


Chapter 3 Teasers:

Attitudes, and Explanations

"How 'bout some answers."

"...Where's the party?"

"What's that? More paperwork?"
"No, it's a bill for a window they broke at the hotel"
"Great"