A.N.-I had this almost done last night, but I had to get off, and I haven't been home much today. Here it is. Enjoy! I used a refrence from Hallelujah because that's one of my favorite episodes.
Disclaimer: Still dobn't own it. :)
"Jude, Tommy, wake up. Wake up. JUDE! TOMMY!" "What?" I screeched, very much opposed to being screamed at while I'm trying to sleep. I shifted my weight, and heard Tommy groan. Oops. "Sorry." I turned back to the person who so rudely interuppted my slumber. "Whaddya want?" I ask, sitting up so I can see whoever it is. "Sadie and I have been trying to call the both of you. Apparently you can sleep through anything." So it's Kwest. "You found us." I yawn as Tommy sits up next to me. He has bedhead, well, I guess it would be couchhead, but whatever. He looks adorable, half asleep. "Morning sleeping beauty." I say as he looks back and forth between me and Kwest. "What's going on?" "Well, we fell asleep on the couch, as you've probably figured out, and Sadie and Kwest have been trying to call us. I knew that I can sleep through just about anything, and apparently, so can you." "I'll let you two go back to sleep, or whatever. And Jude, don't scream in my ear again, okay?" "Okay. Bye" "Bye guys." "Bye." Tommy mumbles, eyes half closed.
I get up and pick up my phone to call Sadie. "Where have you been? I've been worried sick about you!" I pull the phone away from my ear for a moment, and I can still hear Sadie loud and clear. I get that she's mad, but does she want me to go deaf? "Sadie...Sadie!" "What?" I pause for a moment to let the ringing in my ears subside. "Could you not yell in my ear? Thanks. I'm sorry, okay. We fell asleep in the studio. Who do you think? Yes him. I'm okay. I'm coming home as soon as I wake Tommy up. He was awake, but he must have fallen asleep. Okay. See you soon." I hang up, enjoying the silence that greets my ears. I walk over to the couch and kneel down. I gently shake Tommy by the shoulder. "Tommy. Tommy time to get up." "Why?" "Because we have to go home, or at least, I do." "Okay." I walk to the kitchen to see if there's any coffee left. Nope. I get back to the studio just as he's coming out with our stuff. "Here, let me take my stuff." I say, grabbing my coat and bag. "See you tomorrow, 10 am?"
"Technically, it would be today." I show him my watch. "1:45? We must have been tired. I guess I'll see you today then." "Okay, drive careful Quincy." I say giving him a quick kiss before heading to my car. "And shave before you come back, okay?" "Your wish is my command." I climb in my car, and head for home. As I drive, I prepare myself for a lecture from Sadie. I park the car, open the door, and see Sadie sitting at the table. "Hey Sades." I say, sitting down. "Hey." "Look, I'm sorry I worried you. I didn't mean to. And it will never happen again." "I know. I was just worried. We should get to bed." "Yeah. Goodnight." "Night." We go to our rooms, and I collapse on my bed, too tired to take off my clothes. I hear the phone ring, followed by Sadie yelling "I'll get it." I roll over and pull my blanket over my body. I'm about to fall asleep when Sadie comes into my room. "Jude, that was Trinity Memorial. Tommy was in an accident." I shot up at that. "Is he okay? What happened? We have to go see him." "I don't know all the details. They wouldn't tell me over the phone." Oh god. It couldn't be good if they wouldn't tell her over the phone. "Get dressed and we'll go over. Don't worry, I'm sure he's fine." "Yeah." I try to smile, but I'm about to cry. I'm still in my clothes from earlier, so I slip on my shoes and rush downstairs.
The drive to the hospital is silent. He's going to be fine. I tell myself over and over, but I don't believe it. When we get to the hospital, I sit frozen in my seat. I don't think I can do this. No, I have to be strong for Tommy. He needs me. "Let's do this." My voice wavers ever so slightly. I feel Sadie's hand wrap around my and squeeze it gently. "I'm right here with you." "Thanks, Sades." I whisper before getting out. We walk into the hospital, which is quiet at this time of night. I walk up to the desk with Sadie right behind me. "I'm here to see Tommy Quincy." "Third floor, room 46." The receptionist says with a smile. "Thank you." I say before walking to the elevator. I press the button and the doors open. I press three, and lean against the wall, a stray tear slipping down my cheek. The elevator stops and the door opens. "Room 46." I say, checking the numbers next to the doors. "34, 36, 38, 40, 42, 44, 46. Here." I stare at the door for a moment, collecting myself. "You go in first, I'll wait out here." Sadie says, sitting in a chair across the hall. "Are you sure?" She nods. "Go."
I knock on the door softly before opening the door slowly. "Tommy?" I close the door behind me, and pull a chair over to the bed. He's got an IV in one arm, a cast on the other, and a small bandage above his left eye. "Tommy, what happened? I'm scared." I watch the steady rise and fall of his chest under the blanket. I hold his hand as the tears start to fall. I don't know how long I sat there, crying silently. After awhile a doctor came in. "Hello, I'm Dr. James." I wipe my eyes quickly before introducing myself. "Jude Harrison." I shake his hand, wanting him to get to the point. It's then that I realize Sadie also came into the room. "So I take it your sister is the one I talked to on the phone?" "Yes, she's right there." I point to Sadie. "It appears that Mr. Quincy fell asleep at the wheel, and the car hit a patch of ice, causing it to spin off of the road and into a large tree. He broke his right wrist, and a few ribs. He also got a cut on his head, which is covered up by the bandage, as you can see. He lost a lot of blood from the cut, which is why he has the IV. He has six stitches, which will come out in a few weeks, when the cut heals. I'm keeping him here for a few days, to make sure he doesn't get any infections. His immune system, as you may know, will be weak because of the blood loss. He's unconscious now, but he should wake up once his blood volume is restored. The car was taken to a shop to see if it could be repaired. Here's the information for that. I'll leave you to digest this. Mr. Quincy should be fine. Good day, or night, I guess." He smiles again before leaving the room.
I sit down again, letting it all sink in. "Jude, do you want me to leave?" Sadie asks. "No...actually, could you call Kwest? He should probably know, being Tom's best friend and all. And he can tell D, so he doesn't get mad at Tommy." "Sure, I'll be back in a few minutes okay?" "Thanks, Sades." She gives my hand a quick squeeze before leaving the room. I turn to Tommy and take his hand again. "Tommy, please wake up soon, okay? I need you to wake up. I need you. You're my best friend, I can't do this without you. I love you." His head moved, and I felt his fingers move in my hand. he heard me. How can I get him to wake up?
"I tried to tell you
I've got to get away
I tried to say
I need my space
I got to get some
Distance in between
My heart and my head"
His head turns to me, and I know it's working.
"I'm on the razor's edge
I've been here before
I know the way
White lines
And headlights in my eyes
White lines
I'm ready to drive all night
White lines
How many 'till I'm in your arms
White lines
Will bring me home"
"Jude?" "Tommy?" "Jude, what happened?" "You fell asleep at the wheel, hit a patch of ice, and smashed into a tree. You broke your wrist, and three ribs. You also got a cut on your forehead. You lost a lot of blood because of it, hence the IV in your arm. It got six stitches. You've been unconscious. I've been talking to you." "Did you come by yourself?" Sadie walked through the door with Kwest at that moment. "That answer your question?" "When did you wake up?" Sadie asks, looking from me to Tommy to me again. "Just about a minute ago." "T, man, asleep at the wheel? What's up with that?" "I didn't think I was that tired. I figured I could get home. I was wrong." He looked at me again. "How long will I be here?" "A few days." "Darius isn't gonna like this." "He's going to have to deal with it. There's nothing you can do. by the way, they took your car to a shop to see if it could be fixed. I have the information." I say, pulling out the card the doctor gave me. As if someone was reading my mind, in walks Dr. James. "Mr. Quincy, good to see you're awake. Has anyone explained what happened, and your injuries?" "Yes." "I'm going to give you a prescription for pain killers, and for a medicine to boost your immune system, after the blood loss. Could I please have a moment with Mr. Quincy ?" "Sure, we should be going anyways." "Thank you." "See you later." I kiss Tommy's forehead before leaving the room.
"How long have you been here?' Kwest looks at us. "Uh...a few hours." I answer, looking at my watch. "You should go home and get some sleep." "You too." "Yeah. Are you coming to the studio tomorrow, Jude?" "I don't know. I'm going to see how Tommy's doing. I might." "Okay. I guess I'll see you later. Bye." "Bye." Sadie and I wave as he walks down the hall. "You should ask him out already. You obviously like him." "No I don't." "Yes, you do. You were totally checking out his butt." "I was not." "You were too." I say giving her a "give it up" look. "Okay, I was. But he doesn't like me." "Yes he does. I see the way he looks at you." "Really? It's too late to do anything tonight. Let's go home and I'll sleep on it." "Go idea." I yawn. I fell asleep in the car, Sadie shook me awake when we got home. "Jude, we're home." "Mmm?" I mumbled into my arm. "Okay." I got out and stretched. We headed inside, and I climbed onto my bed, where I fell asleep.
I woke up to the sun shining in my eyes. "Ah!" I shielded my eyes with my arm. A glance at my alarm clock told me it was noon. I remembered the accident, and suddenly I was wide awake. I went down to the kitchen, and found a note on the table. Sadie had gone to work and was going to go see Tommy afterwards. I showered quickly and got dressed, wanting to go see him. I stopped to write Sadie a note, and grab a muffin and my keys. I got in my Mustang and headed for the hospital. The song on the radio had just ended, and what I heard next didn't surprise me at all. "Eden Taylor and Shay, who have been dating on and off for the last two years, have broken up yet again. Will it be for good or will they reconcile? Stay tuned for the latest gossip." I shook my head, knowing full well that they'd be back together by the end of the week. That's how it always went.
I smiled when I saw the sign for the hospital. I pulled into the parking lot and found a spot. I went in and headed straight for the elevator. I decided last minute to stop at the gift shop. I bought a teddy bear and a balloon that said "Get well soon!" on it. Happy with my purchases, I headed to his room. I switched the bear to my other arm, and knocked on the door. "Come in!" he called. "Surprise." I stuck my head in first. "Hey, I missed you." "I missed you too." I hugged him and handed him the bear and the balloon. "Thanks." "Thought it my cheer you up." I say, pulling a chair up to his bed. "How are you feeling?" I asked, taking his hand in mine. "Sore, but other than that, pretty good. I wish I didn't have to stay here though." I do too, but it's for your own good." "Yeah. Shouldn't you be at work?" "Yeah, but I have more important things to do. Besides, I can't work without my producer."
"True. But I'll still get to spend the day with you right?" "Duh. Guess who broke up again?" I ask, crossing my legs on the chair so I was sitting Indian style. "Shay and Eden." "Yup. It was on the radio." "I wish they would make up their minds. Either they want to be together or they don't." "They just want the attention." "They try to take attention away from you, the punk rock princess." "I'm no princess." "Sure you are." "Oh, I forgot, Sadie's going to stop by after work. She'd already gone to work when I woke up." "Cool. You realize we're going to have to work long days to make up for lost time at the studio, right?" "Yeah, but I don't mind. It's time I get to spend with you." "How sweet." "I know I am, thanks." "Egotistical much?" "You're worse than I am. Don't try to deny it." "True again." We spent the rest of the day talking, and the next day was pretty much the same. The third day, we were much more excited because he could finally come home.
"I'm so glad to be getting out of here." "Now do you see why I hate hospitals?" I ask, handing him his clothes. "I'll wait outside while you change." I say, opening the door. He emerges a few minutes later, teddy bear and balloon in tow. "It feels good to wear my own clothes." "I prefer the hospital gown." "Oh, really?" "Yes." I laugh. Tommy starts to laugh as well, then winces. "Still hurts, huh?" I ask, wrapping my arm around his waist. "Let's get you signed out." "Yes, let's." He signs himself out, and we head to his house. "Are you sure you'll be okay by yourself? You can stay with me and Sadie. We've got plenty of room." "I'll be fine. I just need a ride to work until the Viper gets out of the shop." "I can pick you up on my way to the studio. How does 8 sound?" "Sounds good. Make sure up, okay? I know your tendency to shut your alarm off and go back to sleep." "I will be. Call if you need anything, okay?" "Got it. See you at 8." I lean over and give him a kiss before he gets out. "Don't forget to take your medicine." "I won't mother." "You're one to talk, gramps." "I resent that." "Now you know how I feel." "Bye." "Bye."
I arrive at Tommy's at exactly 8 the next morning. I honk the horn to let him know I'm here. HONK! And he's telling me to be on time. Five minutes later he appears in the door, shirt only half on. "You gonna come out like this every morning?" I ask. "Cause I could get used to this." "Ha ha. I'm having trouble getting the sleeve over my cast. Can you help?" "Sure." I say, trying to pull the sleeve over the cast. "It's no use. It's not going to go over. Let's go." I say, putting the car into park and turning it off. "What?" "I'm going to help you find something you can wear. Come on." I get out of the car, and he does the same. "Okay.." I stare at the contents of his closet for a moment before pulling out the black t-shirt and jacket he wore on my 17th birthday. "Here." I hand him the clothes. "Wear these." "Okay." He says, pulling his shirt off the rest of the way and slipping on the t-shirt. As he does, I admire his body. Oh yeah, I could get used to seeing that everyday. "Ready. Let's go." We leave the house and get in the car. I start it up and pull away from the curb. On the way, we talk about the new song I wrote.
Pulling up to G-Major, I park in my regular spot and get out. Tommy does the same, and we head for the door. I step inside and see Georgia talking to a girl about my age, her auburn hair pulled into a messy ponytail. "Jude, Tommy, come here for a moment. There's someone I'd like you to meet." I look at Tommy, who seems to be as confused as I am. I shrug, then head over. "Tommy, Jude, this is Emma. Emma, this is Tommy Quincy and Jude Harrison." "Hi." She smiles and I smile back. Tommy simply nods in her direction. "Hi." I nudge his side with my elbow, and he glares at me. "Hi." "Emma just signed with us. I figured since Kwest is just starting to produce, I'd have them work together. I figure they can learn together." "That sounds like a good idea." I say. "Glad you think so. I'll let you two get to work." "Bye." I smile at Emma once more before turning to enter the studio. She smiles back before Georgia drags her off to meet more people.
"She seems nice. " I comment, opening the studio door. "She didn't say much though." I think about this for a moment. "She's probably overwhelmed. She's meeting a lot of people, all in one day." I know I was overwhelmed when I first started here. And look at me now. "Yeah. Now the song sounds pretty good, but I was thinking..." I smiled and shook my head. Tommy was his normal self. If it weren't for the stitches and cast, you'd never know he was in an accident.