Author's Note: Ah, I have missed this story so much and the ruggedness that is JDM in this movie. I hope you guys are still enjoying this story! :-)


The following morning, Lennon awoke to the sounds of Jude's snores. She was snuggled against him as she began thinking about last night's events. She didn't expect him to be with Grace in an intimate way, but he was right. It wasn't her business.

With the lack of clothes, Lennon buried her face against his neck, reveling in his warm skin against hers. She brought her hand to play with the curls of hair on his chest, staring up at him and noticing the peaceful look on his face.

Lennon didn't want to leave Woodstock. She didn't expect to come to a town and fall in love with it just as her mother did. She certainly wasn't expecting to meet a man that she was willing to drop everything at New York for.

Like mother, like daughter, they would say.

Slowly, Lennon climbed out of his bed and pulled on her previous pair of panties and his flannel that was too large on her. She leaned down and kissed his chest lightly, beginning to walk out and quietly shutting his door.

Upon entering the kitchen, Lennon didn't know if she was breaking any boundaries, but she decided that it was worth the risk to wake him up with breakfast. She began a pot of coffee and grabbed the eggs and bacon from his fridge, looking through the cupboards for the pans. Once she found it, Lennon began cooking, her mind drifting to the man in the bedroom and back to her grandparents.

Her stay at Woodstock was slowly coming to an end, but Lennon knew that she didn't want to leave. She could see herself living in such a happy town as this one for the rest of her life. All she had to do was break the news to her grandparents, just how her mother did.

Lennon was taken out of her thoughts when she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her from behind, startling her. Though, when she felt his beard gently run across her neck, she immediately knew who it was.

"Hey," he mumbled against her skin.

"I hope I'm not overstaying my welcome… I wanted to wake you with breakfast," she admitted, turning her head to kiss his cheek.

"You can never overstay your welcome. You're free to stay as long as you'd like. Besides, waking up to see you in my kitchen wearing my shirt? I can get used to it," Jude smiled.

"So can I. I loved waking up in your arms."

"Same here. I've never had a good night's sleep like last night."

"Well, that's because you tired both yourself and I with the amount of sex we had," Lennon giggled.

"Don't make me tie you up again," he threatened playfully, gently smacking her backside.

Lennon squeaked, sending him a playful glare over her shoulder. Jude released his hold on her and walked to grab two cups, pouring coffee into both.

"How do you like your coffee, Lennon?"

"Two sugars, splash of milk. Thank you."

Jude smiled to himself, making her coffee exactly the way she wanted it. When he finished, he sipped at his own black cup of coffee and watched her admiringly. He meant it when he said he could get used to this every day. She just seemed like she belonged here, in Woodstock, and also in his life.

"I think I've made up my mind," Lennon said.

"About?"

"Staying here or not."

Jude cleared his throat, taking a seat at the counter as he watched her cook. "And what's that?"

"I want to stay… But I'm afraid to tell my grandparents. They've already been through this with my mother and I just –"

"Don't want to break their heart again," he finished.

"Exactly."

"Well, would it help if I came with you? I wouldn't mind seeing the place that you grew up in."

"It's New York. It's loud and busy and –"

"And you grew up there. I want to come with you, if it's all right," Jude interrupted.

"You know, you don't have to…"

"I know, but I want to."

Lennon nodded, turning the stove off and bringing the plates of food on the counter where Jude was sitting. Before she could pull a bar stool closer to him, Jude instantly pulled her onto his lap and began eating.

"So, when's the flight?"

"Noon," she replied.

"Today? You were going to leave today?" Jude asked.

Lennon nodded, dropping her eyes as she took a forkful of eggs into her mouth and slowly began chewing.

"Well, I'm glad you decided to stay then."

"Me too," Lennon said, turning her head to kiss his cheek. "I just – I didn't expect to find someone that I like so much when I thought to come here to find out more about my parents."

Jude grinned, flashing her his dimples. "Well, you know what they say…"

"What?"

"The best things in life are the unexpected ones," Jude said, kissing her cheek.

"Oh, you're quite the charmer," she giggled.

"What can I say? I'm a natural."


Driving to New York City was simply a two hour drive from Woodstock, so deciding to take Jude's truck, the entire car ride seemed to last forever. Lennon's leg was tapping incessantly against the floor of the truck and despite Jude's comforting hand on her thigh, it wasn't helping her nerves.

"Okay, you're making me nervous, Lenn. What's going on?" he asked, focusing on the road.

"I just – I don't want to disappoint my grandparents."

He sighed, glancing over at her briefly. "You don't have to stay at Woodstock…"

"I know, but I just – I want you. I want to see where this takes us. Being in Woodstock has brought me closer to my parents and just walking the streets in that small town… It's like they're there with me," she admitted.

"Then your grandparents will understand."

Once they entered the city, Lennon told Jude the directions to her grandparents' house. As they approached it, she cleared her throat and looked up at him. He seemed calm, even flashing her a small smile of reassurance before he leaned over to peck her lips.

"I'm right here with you," he promised.

"Okay… Come on." Lennon climbed out of his truck, taking his hand tightly into her own. When she knocked on the door, her grandfather opened it and grinned at the sight of her.

"Lenny, baby!" he swung the door open, pulling her in for a tight hug. "You're back!"

"Hi, grandpa…" she smiled, reveling in his tight embrace. "I've got someone for you and grandma to meet."

Jude bit his lower lip, straightening himself and nodding in the direction of her grandfather when they made eye contact. When her grandmother appeared in the door, she glanced over at Jude before enveloping Lennon in a tight hug.

"Come in, come in!" she smiled.

Lennon took Jude's hand and led him inside, following her grandparents to the kitchen where she sat at the table with Jude sitting next to her.

"How was it?" her grandfather asked.

"It was… Great. I love it there."

Dread and concern filled my grandfather's eyes, but as Lennon glanced over at her grandmother, it was almost as if she knew what was coming.

"Don't say what I think you're going to say," her grandfather mumbled.

"But –"

"But nothing, Lennon. Is your friend here from Woodstock?" he asked.

Lennon nodded, but Jude took control of the situation.

"I'm Jude…" he smiled nervously. "Lennon's a great girl and –"

"She's not going back with you," her grandfather interrupted.

"Grandpa!" Lennon exclaimed, widening her eyes. "That is not fair. You can't tell me what to do anymore. I'm not a little girl."

"You are to me, dammit! First my own daughter and now you? What's so goddamn great about Woodstock?" he yelled.

"Y – You've never been? Since mom's death, you've never thought to visit?" Lennon mumbled.

Her grandmother sighed, "We didn't want to go to a place where our little girl died, Lenny. You've got to understand where we are coming from, why your grandfather is so upset by this news."

"Can you give Lennon and I some alone time while I try and talk some sense into this girl?" her grandfather said, motioning for Lennon's grandmother and Jude to leave them be.

Jude sighed, not wanting to leave, but when he saw her nod, he placed a soft kiss on the crown of her head and followed her grandmother to the front porch.

"I think I may be in love with her," Jude blurted, glancing over at Lennon's grandmother.

"I know," she answered.

"Y – You know? How can you know? We just met…"

"It's the way you look at her. I knew it the minute I saw her standing here," she smiled sadly. "Her grandfather just doesn't want her to end up like our Lily, you know? We raised her and she's going back to the same place her mother died…"

Jude sighed, stepping closer to Lennon's grandmother. "Your daughter's best friend, Grace, showed Lennon all around town. Many of the older people there actually thought she was Lily from the way she was dressed. I can't attest to it, but many have said that when Arlo and Lily died… A piece of Woodstock was missing. That piece came back when Lennon showed up."

Her grandmother widened her eyes in shock. She hadn't heard about Grace in so long and to know that she was taking care of Lennon just as she did with Lily made her nerves slightly calm down. "It's really that great up there, huh?"

Jude smiled, "Definitely. We're all about peace. We're a bunch of hippies…"

"Oh, don't I know it," she laughed.


Lennon's head was dropped, her eyes staring at her lap with tears strolling down her cheeks as her grandfather continued to lecture her about how wrong of a decision it is to leave New York and live in Woodstock.

"Are you out of your mind? You have a life here! What can Woodstock possibly offer you, Lennon?"

"I feel closer to mom when I'm there! I walk around town and I feel like she's with me, grandpa… You'd know if you actually visited. Woodstock is an amazing place. I have never felt so welcomed in a community like that one," she admitted.

"I can't. I can't let you go."

"I am almost thirty years old, grandpa! I can make my own decisions. I thought it'd be respectful enough for me to tell you my plan rather than just leave and never tell you or grandma…"

"You are doing exactly what your mother did! You come home and tell us you're going to be moving to Woodstock! You bring a man with you, just like how she did with Arlo! You are your mother's daughter! What if you end up like her, huh?! What if?!"

He stood up, pacing in front of her as he breathed heavily due to his anger. Lennon cried quietly, tears falling to the fabric of her pants and she wiped the tears quickly, sniffling.

"Grandpa… It's a different world now… I'll be careful. I'll –"

"No! How am I supposed to watch over you when you're two hours away, Lenny?! I can't lose you too!" he sat down, tears clouding his eyes.

Lennon hesitantly stood up and moved to sit next to him, wrapping her arms around her grandfather. He cried silently against her, holding her tight against him.

"My decision is final, grandpa…"

Suddenly, he pulled away, averting his gaze elsewhere. "Then leave."

"But –"

"Go." he said harshly, standing up and leaving Lennon in the dining room alone.

She took a deep, shaky breath and stood from the table, glancing at her grandfather from the kitchen before walking to the front door. Lennon noticed her grandmother and Jude laughing to themselves, but when she made eye contact with her grandmother, she simply offered a solemn expression.

"Lenny, baby…" she cooed, walking to her.

"I'm sorry," Lennon replied, wrapping her arms around her grandmother and crying heavily against her neck.

Jude bit his lower lip, glancing inside the house before sighing.

"Grandpa said I should go, so… I'll talk to you later," Lennon hiccupped.

"I love you, Lenny… So does your grandfather." she reassured, kissing her cheek.

"I know he does… I love you both too."

Jude instantly wrapped his arm around Lennon's shoulder, nodding in the direction of her grandmother and bringing her into the truck. Once they were both inside, Lennon told Jude the directions to her apartment and noticed how closely located it was to her grandparents.

When they exited the car, Lennon brought him inside and instantly collapsed on the couch, crying into her hands.

Jude shut the door, quickly walking to her and wrapping his arms around her. "Hey… Hey…"

Lennon curled against him which prompted Jude to pull her onto his lap. He allowed her face to bury against his neck, feeling her tears stain his shirt.

"I disappointed them and –" she hiccupped, trying to force herself to stop crying.

"Lennon, baby, you've gotta breathe, okay?" Jude instructed. "It's going to be fine. It'll be all right."

Lennon nodded, taking comfort of his presence. After a few minutes, her tears had ceased and she was simply snuggling against his side. Jude hesitantly hooked a finger under her chin, biting his lower lip and staring into her red, swollen eyes.

"You okay?" he asked.

"I'm sorry you had to see that… Hear that."

"Don't apologize for something that was out of your control. I'm just glad I decided to come with you."

"Me too… Can we head to bed? Tomorrow, I'll give you an official tour of my place," Lennon said.

"That's fine with me. Are you going to sleep naked?" he winked.

Lennon giggled, leading him to her bedroom. "No because if I start to undress now, we won't get any sleep."

Jude laughed, removing his jeans and his denim shirt. He fell back onto her bed, clad in his boxers. He extended his arms for her and Lennon smiled, removing her pants and undoing her bra from her shirt.

She climbed into her bed and instantly snuggled against him, shutting her eyes and reveling in his presence.

Quietly, Jude began to hum, his hand running along her arm soothingly. She smiled to herself, kissing his cheek and relaxing against him.

Lennon knew she made the right choice.