"Jude." Sadie says watching her sister pour four cups of coffee. "Jude." She says following her sister walk carry two of the mugs to the table handing them to Speed and Jamie. "Jude." Sadie says turning and watching her walk back to grab the other two mugs. "Jude." Sadie says when her sister hands her the coffee. When Jude turns to walk towards the table Sadie sighs. "Jude!" She shouts grabbing her arm and stopping her mid turn. "We are going to talk about what happened."

"No Sadie, we are not, because we have nothing to talk about." Jude says jerking her head towards the guys at the table before whispering. "I don't want them to know about what happened. I don't want them to think there's a problem."

"Ah Harrisons…" Speed says standing up from the table

"Jude in particular." Jamie says standing up with him "We already know that there's a problem."

"And we completely understand you not wanting to talk about it in from of us."

"It would be extremely awkward considering the circumstances."

"So well you two ladies talk or whatever you have to do I'm going to go get ready for tonight's show." Speiderman finishes his coffee before heading out of the kitchen.

"And I'm going to go with and see if I can offer any help." Jamie says following after him.

"How are they getting there?" Jude asks confused.

"Jamie called a cab." Sadie says crossing her arms. "You were too busy trying to avoid me to notice."

"I wasn't trying to avoid you Sades. I just don't have anything to say about what happened, because it was nothing and I'm better now."

"Nothing! You call that nothing Jude!" Sadie shrieks throwing her arms in the air. "You get a voicemail from Tommy and you have a breakdown that rivals that of Brittany post K-Fed…and that's nothing? I don't call that nothing Jude."

"I don't want to talk about it. Talking about it isn't going to make anything better; it's not going to change anything. So tell me Sadie, what's the point?"

"Jude…" Sadie pauses trying to think about what she should say. Should she be the supportive friend or the honest sister?

"I have to get ready to go. Richard is going to be waiting for me as it is." Jude says sighing and setting her mug in the sink and turning to leave the kitchen. The enthusiasm she used to have for a live performance was gone. Now Jude made it actually sound like it was a job, it didn't sound like she had loved it like she once had. That's what helped Sadie make her choice; and be the honest sister.

"Jude!" Sadie calls after her. "Maybe this is a mistake."

"Maybe what's a mistake?" Jude asks confused.

"London."

"What about London?"

"I think it's a mistake that you moved to London." Feeling the tension in the room multiply with those words Sadie sighs and goes for broke. "Jude I think you leaving Toronto and coming to London by yourself was a mistake. I think what made you love music so much was who you were with when you were making it. I think there's a reason you haven't been able to write anything since leaving home. I think deep down you know it too."

"You've been doing lots of thinking it sounds like Sades." Jude says her voice unnaturally neutral.

"And that's just the start of it. I also think you miss Tommy more than you're willing to admit and I think you trying to ignore the pain isn't making it go away. You're hurting Jude and I never knew how much until I finally got here and saw it for myself, but now that I have I don't think I can stand for it to go on a minute longer."

"Nobody is asking you to. If it makes you feel better just go home, back to G-Major and back to your new beau Darius the Sugar Daddy or whatever it is he is to you. Don't worry about me here! I'm doing just fine!"

"You are not doing fine Jude! I'm worried about you."

"Well don't." Jude says on a sigh, "If you're going to worry about someone Sades, what about Kwest? Huh? I'm sure he isn't doing to good since you dropped him for Darius. Worry about that and leave me alone."

"That's none of your business Jude and you don't know what you're talking about."

"I can say the same thing to you Sadie. You have no idea what you're talking about or what's going on in my life. You're just a visitor here, but look around. This is my life now."

"This is not your life Jude. This is a lie. A façade that you have made with the help of this fancy record label that is trying to change you."

"You're wrong." Jude says shaking her head and heading towards her room.

Following after Sadie stands in the doorway. "Jude this has got to stop. Please! Come home with me."

"No!"

"This isn't right Jude, I can feel it and I know you can too."

"Sadie I don't have time for this. So would you please stop with the drama and be my supportive sister for just one day at least." Jude says digging for an outfit for tonight.

"I am being your sister and any good sister wouldn't stand back and watch her baby sister lose herself and suffer in silence like you're doing. I won't Jude."

"Then just leave!" Jude yells stopping her rummaging in her dresser. The silence in the room is deafening as the Harrison sisters just stare at each other. Looking down at her hands Jude bites back a groan. "Sadie…"

"No, its fine, you're right. After your show tonight I'll be on the first flight back to Toronto. I'll stay long enough to be the supportive sister that you want so badly, but then I'll be gone and out of your hair and your new life." Turning to leave her sister to get ready in peace Sadie makes one last parting shot. "Just think about what I said, for me at least, and if you don't want to think about that, then listen to your voicemail again. Because Tommy is hurting just as much as you are and this time he hasn't done anything to deserve it."

Watching Sadie's retreating back Jude feels her eyes burn. She knew Sadie was just trying to help, but having her point out the obvious wasn't helping, especially since Jude had been trying for three months to repress the pain she had been feeling. Looking at the phone on her bed-side table Jude thinks about the voicemail she hadn't been able to delete and the heartache she was sure that she was sharing with one other person in the world.

Sniffling Jude shuffles to get ready, doing what she does best, pushing back the pain trying to become numb to it all over again.

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Tommy woke up feeling like he had been run over by a semi. He hadn't gotten drunk like that since he first got back from taking care of his mother. Ever since he said those terrible, hateful words to Jude Tommy had stopped drinking like that, being sure to stop at one so he never lost his senses again and hurt someone he loved. But last night he hadn't been able to stop at just one, and what was really the point? The person he had been changing for, to be a better man for, was an ocean away. Stumbling out of his bed and opening the door to his room he continues his stumbling down the hallway to get to the coffee. When the first whiff of fresh brew of coffee hits him Tommy groans. "Thank god for coffee makers with timers!"

"Do you always have conversations with yourself after a night of getting hammered?" "Kwest asks standing behind Tom in the doorway.

"Jesus!" Tommy says practically jumping out of his skin and turning to glare at his friend. "Do you make it a point to break into your friends apartments early in the morning to scare the shit out of them?"

"Well first of all, I didn't break in I used the key you gave me and I never left after getting your ass back here last night. Second of all, it's almost noon so it's a completely respectable time to be here. And lastly, that coffee you're going on about is due to me being a good friend and starting a fresh pot after the first one grew cold."

"Is it seriously almost noon!" Tommy says turning to find a clock.

"Yes and Darius has left quite a few messages for you. All but the last message is on the machine."

"And the last message?"

"Oh that one I stupidly answered the phone and had a lovely conversation with Darius. After about five minutes of trying to talk me into coming back to G-Major he gave me a message to give to you. Do you want the Darius version or my version?"

Shrugging his shoulders and pouring himself a cup of coffee Tommy sighs. "Whichever one you feel like telling works for me."

"Ok then…I'm going to paraphrase here…'You were the one who said you were ready to get back into the studio and to move on. So get your ass out of bed and be there or take the last three weeks that you are due. It's time for some serious business.'"

"That's paraphrasing?"

"You know how Darius is."

"Yea and I'm sure one more hour isn't going to matter than the four I'm already late. Besides he needs me too much to really do anything about it."

"Doesn't it feel good to be needed?" Kwest asks with a smirk on his face. This sounded like the old Tom.

"Actually right about now all I can feel is the pounding in my head and the cotton feeling in my mouth. Everything else is just secondary right now."

"A couple of aspirin and some coffee and that feeling should go away."

"Yea and then I'm left with the empty feeling that has taken over since Jude left me."

"Tom…" Kwest says shocked about his oldest friends short burst of true emotions, something as rare as seeing a shooting star. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"No I just want to go back to work and forget about it."

"I think you might feel better if you've talked about it Tom. Maybe get some things of your chest."

"And I don't agree. Because all talking will do is remind me of her. Force her back to the forefront of all my thoughts, making the last two months of trying to push her out of my mind a complete waste of time."

"Isn't it already Tom? It's kind of obvious that it didn't work, if last night and this morning are anything to go by. You still miss her and that's because you love her and nothing is going to change that or make the pain you're feeling go away."

"Speaking from experience now Kwest?" Tommy says and wishes he could take the words back.

"That was low Tom."

"Look man, I'm sorry. That was uncalled for. I just…I didn't mean it."

"I know you didn't man. We're both just a little screwed up right now, that's all."

"What has happened to us?" Tommy says speaking more to himself.

"We fell in love with two girls who are too afraid to love us back."

"Ain't that the truth."

"It gets easier though."

"Really?"

"I certainly hope so."

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"Jude." Sadie says closing the door to Jude's dressing room behind her. "Richard says it's almost time for you to get on stage. Are you almost ready?" Watching her sister sit and stare at her reflection Sadie wonders if she even heard a word she says for the lack of acknowledgment. "Jude, did you hear me?"

"Yea Sades…" Jude says still staring into the mirror.

"Jude?" Sadie reaches her hand out to rest it on her shoulder.

"Sorry Sadie." Jude says shaking her head and turning to get away from her reflection. "I was just thinking is all."

"Oh? What about?" Sadie asks with a silent prayer, hoping it was about what she had tried talking about earlier.

"I think I need a change." Jude says looking up at her sister.

"Oh Juu…"

"Yea I was thinking maybe brown."

"Brown?" Sadie asks confused.

"Yea, for my hair?" Jude says not noticing her sisters' confusion and then being followed by irritation. "I had that red hair, but we both must admit I'm not a sullen teenager anymore and can't pull of the attitude needed for it and I'm too pale to try and pull off black, but a nice auburn color might work. What do you think?"

"Are you serious?!" Sadie shrieks stomping her foot in the process.

"What's wrong Sades?" Jude asks confused.

"Nothing…"Sadie says sighing.

"That was not nothing."

"I just…when you mentioned a change I thought….I just thought you meant more of a change is all."

"Oh I see. You thought I was talking about what you said earlier. Well you can just forget it Sadie." Jude says walking to the couch and then back to stand in front of Sadie. "The reason I asked was because Nicolette was here earlier when you and the guys went to get lunch and she just mentioned how my fans really seemed to take notice after I dyed my hair blonde during my sophomore album. She just thought maybe a change like that again might help me out a little while I'm going through this transition." When Sadie doesn't say anything Jude sighs. "She thinks the change might do me and my image some good and since you're my sister and have been with me since the beginning I just wanted your opinion before I did anything."

"Do you really want my opinion?" When Jude nods her head apprehensively Sadie shakes hers. "Get out. Get out now before this label does any more damage to you then they already have." Holding up her hand to stop Jude's protest Sadie keeps going. "You asked me this morning to be the supportive sister and I'm going to try my damndest to do that until my flight leaves tomorrow, but right here, right now, you asked for my opinion so you're going to hear it. Understood?" When neither Harrison says anything Sadie sighs and takes a minute to compose her frustration because the last thing Jude will listen to is her anger.

"I don't know how or when it happened, but this isn't the Jude who stood up to Shay. Or the Jude who sang her songs for her fans suspended in the air, going against Darius, the record label, and your contract. That Jude never cared about her image because she knew that her fans would love her music anyways because that's the type of fans you have Jude. They loved you in spite of the stuff Darius and Portia made you do for your 'image'. Your fans accept everything you do because it's you doing it and it's real. You screwed up and got drunk and instead of playing it safe you admitted your faults and posted the pictures, facing the ridicule to come. Dying your hair isn't going to change anything for your fans. All that's going to achieve is the papers to write about you more… something you never used to like and avoided at all costs. But that was before London and Nicolette. Before you got scared and ran." Shocked the words left her mouth Jude looks at Sadie and notices her sister was just as shocked. "My opinon…" Sadie says after a minute "is to get out Jude. Come home. Maybe not to G-Major and maybe not to Tom, but come back to Toronto. Start over." With nothing left to say Sadie sighs. "That's my opinion and now I'm going to be the supportive sister you asked for and give you a hug and wish you the best of luck tonight, I'm sure you're going to do great."

"Sadie…" Jude calls after her, but is interrupted by a knock on the door followed by Richard coming in.

"Jude you need to start heading towards the stage." Looking between the two sisters Richard can sense the tension in the room and it doesn't leave with Sadie as the door closes behind her. Turning to watch Jude pace her dressing room obviously upset and Richard doesn't know what to do to help her. Maybe if he hadn't spent the last three months fighting with her at every turn he would be better adept and helping her now. "Jude…"

"I heard you the first time!" Jude says stopping her pacing to glare at him. "I just need a minute. Just a minute. Just one more minute." Sitting down on the couch Jude rests her head in her hands and sighs.

Richard has never seen Jude like this before, he honestly has never seen any artist like this before. And from the little that he knew of Jude and had recently found out about her, she was usually a lot more excited at performing in front of her fans. "Can I get you something?" He asks lamely.

Laughing without any humor Jude stands and runs a hand through her already messy hair. "Can you get me the last three months of my life back?.... No? I didn't think so." Jude says grabbing her water bottle from the vanity and looks in the mirror one last time. Seeing Richards reflection there standing behind hers Jude turns away and storms out of the dressing room. Calling after her, "I thought it was show time?"