A/N Don't own, don't sue

A/N Don't own, don't sue.

A/N 'Songs: I Could Not Ask For More by Edwin McCain and Dreaming of You by Selena. Also the Spanish translation in the song is Heart I cannot stop thinking about you How I need to you My love, how I am strange to you' Sounds better in Spanish doesn't it? This chapter sort of got away from me so I hope it meets with the approval of all of my wonderful faithful readers/reviewers! Sorry it took so long for this chapter!

Chapter Nineteen

They've been back in a studio together for nearly a week now and living under the same roof for just as long. Things are interesting to say the least, almost like they had started over. Their chemistry in the studio was almost infectious, yet they are both careful to keep their distance beyond that friendship boundary. It wasn't as though either of them doesn't want it, but Jude knows Tommy is still reeling from his mother's death. In truth He really wasn't dealing with it at all. He'd started to back in New Brunswick with her, but since they'd come to London he'd pushed it aside focusing on her music and producing again. They were back to late nights and sometimes even all nighters in the studio. Not that her manager was complaining in the least, it seemed no matter how late the pair worked they were still in on time the next morning bright and shinning as ever and had made more progress on her album in the nearly a week of being in the studio than her and Jason had done in the months he'd been working with her. Her music was also ten times the quality it had been, despite the fights everyone witnesses on an every other day basis.

"Try this one more time Harrison, you were a little flat." Tommy says, pushing the button on the sound board as he leans forward. He knows he's going to get yelled at for asking her to do it for about the fortieth time this afternoon, but they both know he's a perfectionist.

"Gee I wonder why! We've been working on this song for six hours straight Quincy! I'm surprised I'm not hoarse! It was fine two hours ago!" She all but whines putting her head phones on the mic stand and stretching her limbs from her spot on the stool.

"It was good, you're always good Harrison. But you need to nail this; it needs to be perfect, needs to be your best. I know you can do this Girl."

She groans before grabbing her head phones putting them back in place and waving her finger at him pointedly. "Fine, one more time Quincy. Then we break or I throttle you, deal?"

"Anything you say Girl." He knew the pet name would work, it always did soften her, but then to Tom she's always been his girl. He starts the count down pointing to her when it's time for her to start.

Her voice comes over the mic this time in angelic perfection, she holds her notes perfectly in every place, and her eyes never stray from him as she sings. They both know exactly who the song was written about, and everyone else in the studio was slowly beginning to catch on.

Late at night when all the world is sleeping
I stay up and think of you
And I wish on a star that somewhere you are
Thinking of me too

Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight
Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room dreaming about you and me

Wonder if you ever see me
And I wonder if you know I'm there
If you looked in my eyes
Would you see what's inside
Would you even care?

I just wanna hold you close
But so far all I have are dreams of you
So I wait for the day
And the courage to say how much I love you
Yes I do!

I'll be dreaming of you tonight
Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room dreaming about you and me

Corazón
I can't stop dreaming of you
No puedo dejar de pensar en ti
I can't stop dreaming
Cómo te necesito
I can't stop dreaming of you
Mi amor, cómo te extraño

Late at night when all the world is sleeping
I stay up and think of you
And I still can't believe
That you came up to me and said "I love you"
I love you too!

Now I'm dreaming with you tonight
Till tomorrow and for all of my life
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room dreaming with you endlessly

Dreaming of you tonight
Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight
And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be
Than here in my room
I'll be dreaming of you tonight
Endlessly
And I'll be holding you tight
Dreaming...with you...tonight!

This time when the last note fades he's grinning on the other side of the glass. As soon as she removes the head phones he pushes the button and leans towards his mic. "Beautiful Girl, absolutely perfect, didn't I say you could do it? You hungry?"

"Oh thank God! Yes Tommy, I'm starving!" She slides off her stool grabbing her guitar, as she never leaves it in the studio. She walks into the booth beside him grabbing him by the hand to keep him from attempting any last minute, well anything! "Why don't we pick up something and maybe rent a couple movies and go home?"

"Sure, the usual?"

"Of course! Fairest way to do it yea?"

"Chinese then? Or are you in the mood for pizza tonight?"

"It's your turn to pick Quincy."

"Chinese it is." Hand in hand they walk into the lot to his blue Viper, the one car of his he had shipped over. He left the Hummer in Toronto without a second thought and the bike for now, but the Viper is a classic, and also holds far too many memories. It held good memories of his time with her, and if he can't find a way to make her truly his again he wanted to at least have the tangible reminder of all they'd once had together.

As they climb in he looks towards her as he pulls out, she's laid her head on the head rest facing him, closing her eyes. Instantly he was reminded of when she had come home from her first tour and she'd sat just like that only she'd still been a red head back then. She'd fallen asleep before she could hear him admit that he'd missed her. The memory brings a smile to his lips as he watches his tired Girl beside him.

After picking up their favorite Chinese orders along with Fight Club and Band of Angels, they were finally home curled up on the living room floor with pillows and blankets in their pajamas eating their dinner from the cartons. They'd decided to put in Fight Club first while they ate, mostly to fuel Tommy's masculine side before he has to willingly suffer through Jude's movie. Band of Angels is an old romance movie written of the time period around the civil war with Clark Gable as the male lead. Tommy chooses to hide behind Fight Club and its violence while Jude prefers to indulge in the wonderful romance of older times and hopes it'll spark something in them both. Besides for it's a fantastic comfort movie and the best opportunity to cuddle up close with her best friend and still owner of her heart.

As Fight Club ends she stands gathering up all of their food containers and utensils taking them into the kitchen leaving him to adjust the blankets and things for their next movie. She pops a bag of popcorn and pours it into a bowl before grabbing a couple cold bottles of water and bringing it all into the living room. She plops down beside Tommy leaning towards him as she places everything between their legs.

"Are you really sure this is what you want to watch?" He eyes the DVD menu screen, his question coming out almost as whine.

"Yes! Come on Tommy, if you give it an honest chance you might even like it!" She pouts batting those long silken lashes up at him as she tilts her head to rest it on his shoulder.

"All right, all right." He shakes his head as he turns off the lights with the remote sitting beside him and picks up the DVD remote to start the movie. He slides down so he's lying beside Jude on his back with his arms folded beneath his head on the pillows. He smiles as Jude follows suit lying down beside him on her back.

By the time the movie finishes Jude's lying on Tommy's chest with her arm across his stomach while his is across her back, his hand toying with her blond waves. Both of them are only about half awake and entirely too comfortable in their silence, but Tommy's the first to speak. "You were right; the movie was actually pretty good. But don't ever tell anyone I said that." He chuckles softly.

"Your secret's safe with me Quincy." She says stifling a yawn before tilting her head up to look at him through half lidded eyes. "This is nice isn't it?"

"Yeah it is Girl." But his smile is sad as he looks down at her, still toying with her hair.

"What's wrong Tommy?" She props herself up beside him on her elbow as she reaches up to cup the side of his face with her hand to keep him from turning away from her.

"It's nothing Girl." He turns his head to kiss the palm of her hand before tilting his head down to kiss her forehead.

"You're lying Quincy. Talk to me, please?"

He sighs deeply pulling his gaze from hers by closing his eyes as the TV dims from lack of use making it even easier to mask his features. "This whole death thing and your accident; everything of the last year and a half is catching up to me Girl."

"Last year and a half? Oh..." She lowers her head for a moment as realization dawns on her as she figures out what he means.

"Hey, don't be sad Girl. You did what you had to for you, we both know it." He tilts her head up with two fingers curled beneath her chin. "I just got lost without you. But I'm not so lost any more." He smiles, though sadly.

She pushes herself to a seated position looking down at him. "You know you've always had my heart don't you? I didn't stop loving you because I moved here. I know I've said it before, but you don't seem to be grasping it."

"It's not that I don't grasp it, but I don't think you love me the same way you once did, the same way I love you."

"Tommy… I'm still in love with you. Just as I have always been. But like we've said before, our timing just always seems to be off. Something always goes wrong and tears us apart."

"What's left to tear us apart Jude? What else could we go through that could possibly split us up now?"

"I don't know if there is anything else that could. I guess now it'd be a matter of what we allowed to. We allowed other things to get between us I think. Out of fear."

"I don't have anything left to fear Girl. You know all there is to know, you've seen the best and the worst of me and you're still talking to me. The only fear I have left is the fear of losing you for good. You are my heart and soul Jude Harrison." He reaches put cupping the side of her face with his hand, his thumb brushing gently across her cheek.

"Are you sure you're ready to try us again Tommy? I mean, you've just lost your mom…"

"Jude… It's losing her and almost losing you, and spending the last year without you in my life at all that tells me I'm more than ready. You're all I've wanted this past year, and all I've wanted since all of that with my mom started again this last time. You were what kept me sane during all of it. You're what kept me going, kept me alive Girl. You've got know that." He can feel the tears threatening his now open eyes but with the moonlit being all that pushes away the darkness of the room he's praying she can't see them shimmering behind his pale blue eyes.

"It broke my heart when Sadie and Sel told me what you were doing to yourself Tommy. I love you, so much." She leans in towards him her hands curling against either side of his face, when her thumbs dance across his cheeks she discovers they're damp from tears he's silently allowed to fall. She brings their foreheads together and lets her lips capture his so gently; lovingly she's almost treating him as though he's so fragile he'll break beneath her. She pulls back only seconds after the kiss started. This wasn't a lust filled moment; just the beginning of what she prays will be an everlasting union between them. She wants to try again, try and be together one more time. After all, he's right. What other hurdles could really be thrown at them that would be worse than what they've endured the past five years?

"I love you Girl." His words are a barely audible whisper against her lips as their foreheads rest together still. "You're it for me Harrison." He glances over at the clock on the wall and sighs realizing it's almost three in the morning and they have to be at the studio at nine. He pulls from her grasp gently and stands to his feet holding out his hands to her. Once she takes them he pulls her up to her feet and close to his chest, his hands resting then on the small of her back as he kisses her forehead. He wasn't going to push things too fast. In their own way they'd both decided to try again but that didn't mean rushing into anything physically, whether it be lust and passion filled kisses or things of an even more intimate nature, or even something as simple as sharing the same bed. "We should probably say goodnight Girl. We have to be at the studio in six hours."

She silently takes his hand as they head down the hall, in the dimly lit hallway she looks up at him and notices his eyes are still sad as is his smile. She stops stepping in front of him her hand resting on the center of his chest. "Is there something you're not telling me Quincy?"

He sighs averting his gaze from hers, this is the price of her knowing him as well as she does. It goes both ways, but sometimes he wished she couldn't read him so well. It would be so much easier to shove things down inside, bottle them up and let them be forgotten rather than the pain of working through them. He'd started to work through things back in New Brunswick in the cemetery. But it's a long road he's not sure he's capable of going down. "Jude please…" He pleads softly with her to let it go, at the very least for tonight, leaning his forehead down to rest on hers again his cheeks still damp from before and with the renewed few tears that slip past the gates.

"Come on." Is all she says as she pulls away and grabs his hand dragging him into her bedroom. She doesn't think anything else is needed. She looks up at his startled expression and tilts her head to the side as she starts removing her pajama bottoms. "You're not ready to talk Tommy, I get that, I really do. But can you honestly tell me that this sad you'll sleep at all if you're alone in that room? I think you'll just lay there staring at the ceiling cursing yourself for whatever you're currently hating yourself for."

"I'll be just fine Jude." His tone holds a bit more bite to it than he intends but he feels like the only reason she wants him with her for the night is out of pity and he wants nothing to do with it. He moves towards the door before he feels her hands on his chest again.

"Swallow your pride Quincy. You're wrong. If we're doing this again it means we're in it thick or thin babe. Don't you know when you hurt I hurt?" She pushes him towards the large king size bed in the center of her dimly lit room, the only light coming from a lamp on her nightstand. "You've said before when you're like this you don't sleep. We've fixed it together before, we were a we, so what's wrong with it now that we are? Or does it only work when we're not together?" Her voice rises towards the end in irritation. That's the problem with them together or otherwise, they bring out the best and the worst in each other.

"No! But I'm not a helpless child either Jude!"

"I never said or implied you were! I'm just saying we're in this together, this being life and everything it throws at us, good or bad!"

He reaches up and pulls her towards him. "How is it I end up loving you more the more you infuriate me Girl?" He grins half heartedly wanting to lighten the mood when he began to feel her anger flare. He doesn't want to see her go full blown, or himself for that matter, that's usually when they ran into trouble, when he worries most about losing her to their tempers.

She narrows her eyes down at him sliding into his lap facing him, her arms encircling his neck. "This is entirely unfair Quincy."

"And why is that Harrison?"

"I'm mad at you!"

"But you love me." He tilts his head to the side slightly pouting as adorably as he can as he attempts to keep from laughing.

"And you're damn lucky I do. Look, let's go to sleep okay? Skin to skin, you and me. You're not ready to talk and as I said before I get that, but with what's going on in your head do you really want to be in the other room alone?"

"No, you know that Jude. But I don't want you doing anything just because you think I can't handle things on my own."

"I know you can, but it's whether or not you'll choose to that worries me. Besides, we've got each other, there's no need to do things alone any more. It's better to work through things hand in hand, don't you think?"

"You are wise beyond your years Girl." He kisses the end of her nose before resting his forehead on hers for a moment. "Skin to skin it is then."

She slides off of his lap and finishes removing her clothing, watching as he stands to do the same. Both of them leave their clothing along her bedroom floor without a second thought before climbing beneath the comforter and sheet. For the moment they're facing each other, his fingers sifting through her wheat colored waves idly. They're both beyond exhausted, but he can't resist it. His fingers move from her hair down her shoulder, along her arm and down her side. Once he reaches her hip he makes his way back up, his touch soft as a feather against her skin even as he traces every curve of her face. It's as though he's memorizing her, like he's afraid she'll fade by morning. Maybe part of him is afraid it'll all be a dream come morning, a beautiful dream he doesn't yet posses. He then shifts wrapping his arms around her again to pull her close and press his face into her chest. He's not trying to be cute or sexual; he just wants to hear the steady soothing rhythm of her heart.

They'd lain this way before, as she rolls onto her back wrapping her arms around him as his remain locked around her lithe body beneath him. They'd lain this way in Selena's house in New Brunswick with his head upon her chest. But this is different, this time there's not a stitch between them and he can feel the warmth of her skin against his. His fingers trailing along her side slowly as he rests his head upon her chest more comfortably now, her skin feels as smooth as silk beneath his rougher touch but neither of them seem to mind the difference. Her own fingers move through his hair and down the upper part of his back in idle lazy circles, her nails grazing his skin softly.

She can feel his lashes brush across her breast as his eyes drift closed and she smiles softly tilting her head to kiss the top of his as once again she uses her hand to pull his hair out of her way. Her lips linger against his skin as she whispers. "I love you Tommy, sweet dreams."

His lips place the faintest kiss against her skin between her breasts, his breath so warm mimicking butterfly wings upon her sensitive skin as he whispers in return, "I love you Girl," his arm tightening around her middle as he starts to drift to sleep listening to the sound of her heart beating beneath him.

Surrounding them are the soft sounds of a song playing from her clock radio on the night stand as she reaches over turning it on and switching off the lamp.

Lying here with you,
Listening to the rain,
Smiling just to see the smile upon your face,
These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive,
These are the moments I'll remember all my life,
I found all I've waited for,
And I could not ask for more.

Looking in your eyes,
Seeing all I need,
Everything you are is everything to me,
These are the moments I know Heaven must exist,
These are the moments I know all I need is this,
I've found all I've waited for,
And I could not ask for more.

I could not ask for more than this time together,
I could not ask for more than this time with you,
Every prayer has been answered,
Every dream I've had's come true,
Yeah, right here in this moment,
Is right where I'm meant to be,
Here with you, here with me. . . Yeah.

These are the moments, I thank God that I'm alive,
These are the moments, I'll remember all my life,
I've got all I've waited for,
And I could not ask for more. . .

I could not ask for more than this time together,
I could not ask for more than this time with you,
Every prayer has been answered,
Every dream I've had's come true,
And right here in this moment,
Is right where I'm meant to be,
Here with you, here with me. . .

I could not ask for more than this love you give me,
Cause it's all I've waited for . . .
And I could not ask for more,
I could not ask for more.

A/N L adyKatyUltimateFan, carenicoleIQ, and Saderia I hope this chapters pleases you especially, and for all the others who were anxious for Tommy and Jude to finally try again. But I promise folks it's not quite over yet! Come on they can't have it that easy! What's the fun in that? I have a little more in store for the pair but I promise the wait and end result of all they go through will be well worth it!