A/N: Well, I have another chapter to post after this one and then I'll decide how much more I'll write tonight. I just watched tonight's episode of IS and I'm still unsure about it. I won't say anything since I don't want to ruin it for anyone who hasn't seen it, but can I just say, next week should be good. Very good. I hope. :D

Anyway, these next chapters, the two of them, will set the stage for either a really good heartfelt conversation or a down right dirty confrontation. I haven't decided yet, but you'll know soon. :D

Anyway, watch Instant Star:D

And THANKS for all the awesome reviews...I think my cheeks have permanently fused in this smile I have plastered on my face. It's funny, really:D

Jude woke with a start. Both her cell phone and alarm clock were blaring, each to its own tune, making things very nauseating. She flipped open her cell to see the name of someone she really didn't want to deal with, especially this early in the morning.

"Jude, shut it off!" Sadie shouted through the bedroom wall that she and Jude shared.

"I'm going to, Sades."

"Thank God!" Sadie exclaimed.

Jude reluctantly sat up in her bed. Should I? she thought. She got up out of bed and walked to her window. Pulling back the curtain, she saw him leaning against the familiar blueness that she had seen so many times before. He looked up just as she let go of the curtain. Within five seconds, her phone was blaring again.

"What do you want?" she answered.

"Come downstairs." He insisted.

"I already saw you-"

"I know. I thought I would take you to G-Major-"

"I have a car and can drive, you know?" she proclaimed.

Tommy tried to bring some familiarity to their early conversation. "Yeah, really fast, then really slow, then really fast. Poor clutch."

Jude didn't need her driving ability to be attacked. "It'll survive, Quincy."

"Yeah, it will, if I'm the driver."

She didn't need this, not now. "Thanks for the offer, but no thanks."

"Harrison, I'm not just going to take you to G-Major. I want to show you something."

"I don't have time. I have rehearsal and to go over some ideas with Portia."

"Well, that can wait. This is important."

Jude hardly believed anything that came out of Quincy's mouth these days, at least since he came back. "Is it, really?"

Tommy only had one bullet left in his smoking gun.

"I have coffee, girl."

"Be right down!"