Chapter 26

We'll Be Half-Way To Anywhere

a/n:I'm so sorry it's been so long since I updated guys...life has just been...hectic; these last few weeks...I feel like maybe it's finally slowing down, but I don't know...anywho, here's another chapter to make up for it...

Jude pulled her feet to her chest, wrapping her fingers around her toes in the leather chair. Tommy walked over to the door and shut it before returning to his seat. He pulled his seat closer to hers and sat forward, placing his elbows on his thighs and placing his hands in prayer position and placing them against his mouth. She looked at him, feeling tears glisten in her eyes.

"I don't know what to do, Jude..." She cocked her head.

"I..."

"I understand everything about you...I'm IN LOVE with you...I just don't know how much more it's going to take before you see that it's enough..."

"I...I'm sorry..." She shrugged, letting a tear fall onto her pant-leg.

"For what?"

"I...Everything...for all the lies...for telling you to leave...for walking out in front of that guy's car, for going to Barry 5 years ago-"

"Don't. Do NOT blame yourself for getting pregnant...And don't say that any of it is your fault."


She let another tear fall down her cheek.

"What do you really know about me Tommy? I mean REALLY know..."

He sighed, feeling tears in his eyes. He couldn't believe she had to ask this question.

"Your favorite color is pastel purple.

You like to sit and watch the sunset with me because you know heaven is on the other side, and you believe that the people that you lost and that you love are painting the picture just for you.

You want to get married in Montreal because you love the smell of cold air.

Your favorite thing about a guy is his eyes. If you can't get lost in his eyes, you know it won't work out.

If you could do anything on a day off, it would be to take the kids to the beach, and the weather would be perfect, and everything would stop...for one day.

You like to do trendy diets just to prove that they don't work. Then you like to spend the next 2 days eating nothing but junk food.

You fell in love for the first time at 15.

You've BEEN in love with the same guy, me, for the last 7 years.

If you could have one thing in this world right now, you'd ask for one more day with Dancer.

Your favorite ice cream is Ben and Jerry's Phish Food.

You like to go see cheesy films so you can sit in back and make out.

You only snuck out of the house once before you turned 18, and it was when you were 16. You were meeting me at the studio..." He sighed, thinking of that night breifly before going on.

"After Sadie lost the baby, you blamed yourself.

Your favorite in-law is Liam. You love him more than you love your own parents.

Even if you could have one more day with your daughter, you'd regret asking for it,

because you know tomorrow would come, and leave you wishing yet again, for

just one more day..."

Tears were streaming down both their cheeks. He curled his feet behind him and she continued staring at him. He sighed.

"So what did I miss? Or do you want the historical facts?" She looked at him, wondering how much he really knew."Okay, fine..."

He moved out of the chair and walked out the lobby she followed him to hospitality. He grabbed 2 bottles of water out of the fridge and jumped up on the counter, motioning for her to join him. She slid up on the other side, pulling her feet to her chest again. He moved closer to her, pulling her to the middle of the island. He crossed his legs indian style and looked at her.

"You had the measles when you were 6. Sadie gave them to you.

You've had the flu 6 times in your life. 5 times at the hands of Sadie.

Once at my expence.

You've never been married.

You've been hospitalized over 10 times with the last 3 kids you've given birth

to, do to pregnancy complications.

You nearly lost Wyatt in your 4th month after having a serious panic attack when my heart stopped.

You hate hospitals...you hate the smell, the look...

You don't like how everything is white...it makes you feel imprisoned."

She sighed, not knowing what to say.

"I...I love you..." She sighed, feeling tears run down her cheeks.

"Jude..." He reached up and wiped away her tears, but she pushed his hand away.

"But it hurts...so much..." Her voice was raw...and cracking...

"Baby..." He felt a lump in his throat. He wanted so badly to hold her in his arms.

"I want to stop breathing because that's when it doesn't hurt. I want my heart to stop because atleast it wouldn't be then it wouldn't be breaking...I feel like I'm dying...this is killing me, Tom."


She looked up at him with a look of such pain, he didn't know what to say.

"It's killing me too, baby...It's tearing me apart." He moved up onto his knees, hovering over her slightly. She looked up at him and knew he was telling the truth. His eyes...

His eyes were empty. No emotion...

And then for a split second, they glazed over with pain.

Then anger.

Then Hate.

And amguish.

And finally,...

love...

All in a split second...

She grabbed him and kissed him feircly. He kissed her back softly, helping her to lie back on the island. His hand made his way up her T-Shirt, but then he pulled away.

"Not here..." She looked at him confused. He motioned towards the security camera. He looked at her and sighed softly. She stared in his eyes for a moment.

"Marry me...tonight...Lets go to Montreal...let's get married."

"What? Jude-"

"We've been saying we're gonna get married for 3 years. And every time, we've never made it. Screw the double-standard of eloping being tacky...Please Tom..." He looked at her for another moment...

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"Sadie?" Tommy sighed into the phone. "You calm enough now?"

Jude giggled, pushing his jacket off of his shoulders.

"Come on, Mr. Quincy..."

"Is my sister Drunk?"

"Suprisingly, no...she hasn't had a drop all night...But are you sure you and Liam can handle Wyatt and...an- Wy- an- an- Jo-...a month?" Tommy was struggling to form his words due to the things Jude was doing to him.

"Oh my gosh...I don't even want to know what she's doing."

"Go-...od, cos I'm not telling..." He kissed Jude softly. Jude took the phone from Tommy, moving back down to where she'd been previously.

"Can you handle my kids for a month, Saides?" She asked before kissing Tommy again.

"Yeah, sure...just...hang up so I don't have to listen to you...ew...I don't even...ugh!" Jude chuckled, kissing various parts of Tommy's chest.

"We'll call periodically..."

"Okay, bu-"

"Extra key under the doormat. The other keys are in my studio at G Major...those will get you into the house and anything you need for Joie and Wyatt. I'll see you in 4 weeks."

"Bu-"

"Bye, Sadie..." She flipped the phone shut and threw it across the room, flinging herself onto Tommy's chest. He kissed her roughly.

"hi..." He smiled up at his bride.

"Hi yourself, Quincy..." She took back his lips, rolling over...

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A/N:Okay, I think that was a little unexpected for some of you, but did you like? Leme know!