A/N: Not completely happy with this chapter, but it'll do. I'm still not 100 sure where to go with this once I hit a certain point, so we'll play it by ear and see what happens. I see this fic going at least to 40 chapters before I'll be ready to declare it done. I feel there's too much left open as of yet to end it in two or three more chapters. We'll see how it goes though. Who knows, maybe I'll hit 50, a new record ;). I hope you guys like this and I'm glad you all enjoyed the last chapter. It was fun to write fluff for a bit.

Chapter 33

"You must be Jude's sister." A woman in her early thirties stated. I looked over at the woman and I was deeply impressed. I could tell by a glance she was Tom's older sister. She had the same dark hair, maybe a shade or two darker. Her big eyes a startling emerald that probably didn't miss a slight detail. She's tall, had a body that was probably so naturally thin that it made me want to kill her. Her style is definitely something to be admired. I instantly recognized her outfit out of Ralph Lauren's new winter line.

I smiled at her and extended my hand.

"Sadie Harrison." I introduced. The woman smiled back and took my hand in a surprisingly firm, yet gentle, grip.

"Adele Perrine." She said, her eyes taking me in as she shook my hand. "Vera Wang, I'm impressed."

"As am I. I heard Ralph's new line wasn't due out for another month." Adele shrugged.

"I've got connections."

"I'd kill for those connections." I gushed and Adele smiled warmly at me.

"How's Jude doing?" Adele asked me, brushing past me to pour a cup of coffee off the counter.

"I hope better. When I came home last night, the doctors said she's stabilized and if no other complications arise, she can go home in a couple of days."

Adele nodded her understanding and looked as if she was about to say something when Kwest walked into the room, eyes barely open as he grunted a greeting and went for the coffee.

"Good Morning Kevin." Adele greeted and I raised an eyebrow. No one called Kwest by his full name. Not even me and I'm his girlfriend. His birth certificate states he's Kevin Ronald Westworth, a name I don't blame him for hating in the least. Besides, Kwest sounds much more…suave, cool, and not so snooty, just like the man himself.

Kwest shot Adele a glare which she returned with a satisfied smile.

"I'm sorry about your mom 'Ele, Celeste was always a great woman." Kwest murmured between sips of highly caffeinated brown liquid.

"Thank you," Adele said politely and added "I like to think it was for the best; her suffering's over." An awkward silence filled the room after that. I didn't know what to say and Kwest just sipped his coffee. Kwest had told me about Tom's mom and her cancer when Jude left Toronto to track him down. I don't know what I'd do if my mom passed away tomorrow. It was bad enough she ran off to Europe with Don with barely a goodbye. That hurt, but I couldn't even begin to image the pain Tommy and his sister were going through.

"I'll catch you guys later. I've got to go check on Serena." She said, glancing at the clock and leaving the room. I glanced over at Kwest who had set the coffee down and was eyeing the plastic fruit on the table.

"Honey, that's not real." I informed him, patting his arm and getting up from my seat. Kwest sent me a mocking glare and I laughed a moment before getting serious. "I'm going to get ready and head up to the hospital; I want to check on Jude."

Kwest nodded and got up as well. "I'm sure she's doing good now. Tom would have called if something changed."

"I know. I just…"

Kwest gave me a look of understanding and I sighed before walking over to him and kissing him softly.

"Thanks Kwest," I told him as his arms wrapped me into a hug. "Thanks for being so understanding. So…you."

I felt his lips touch the top of my head and I closed my eyes for a moment, enjoying the feeling of his arms around me and the safety I felt there.

"It's never a problem Sadie." He told me softly and that's what I love about him.

I smiled to myself as I opened my eyes and was greeted with a soft morning glow coming through the blinds of the hospital room. My head was resting on Tommy's chest and his arms were still wrapped around me. I smiled wider as curled closer to him and remembered last nights events.

We finally admitted we loved each other. I feel like a large weight had been lifted off of my shoulders by the admissions. I feel like I could float high above the clouds if his arms weren't anchoring me down to this bed. I'm so happy that I can feel it in my bones.

I felt Tommy stir slightly and I looked up to see his eyes blink awake. I smiled at him hesitantly and he looked sleepily at me.

"Hey," He murmured, his voice deeper and huskier from sleep.

"Hey," I returned and we just stared into each other's eyes. I looked away and I felt doubt flood into my mind. What if he changed his mind about last night? What if he only said he loved me because he was tired and scared I was going to- My thoughts abruptly ended as I felt his lips touch the top of my head. I sighed contentedly and looked back up at him.

"I'm sorry," A voice cut in and we both looked over to see a Nurse standing in the doorway. "But I need to check Ms. Harrison over."

I glanced at Tommy and we both looked at each other for a moment. His eyes were slightly amused and I felt like I had my mom caught me sneaking a cookie before dinner. Tommy kissed me on the cheek and we both moved so he could get off the bed.

"I'm going downstairs to get a coffee, want anything?" He asked me and I shook my head no and he left, leaving me feeling oddly cold and empty without him.

"OK Ms. Harrison, let's see how you're doing this morning," The Nurse stated, smiling at me as she took her stethoscope from around her neck and placed the ear pieces in place. I sighed and hoped she was done quickly so I could see Tommy again.

15 minutes later, the nurse left my room, seemingly satisfied with my progress. I guess that was good, I thought to myself.

The door opened again and I smiled.

"Hey, that was perfect time-" I stopped in mid sentence and my smile fell from my face as I saw who stepped into my room.

"Chris?"