A/N: Hey all, sorry it's been so long since the last update. I've been so busy with college lately, it's not even cool. I hope you all have had a great Thanksgiving and I promise to try and post more frequently. I'm going to address some reviews at the end of the posts so if you reviewed, thanks and look for your name. :D Hope you all enjoy this update.

Chapter 4

Come back to G Major? Be my producer? Do I want him? Hell yes! Then why can't you say it? Jude asked herself. Because he hurt you by leaving. He hurt you in a way you never knew you could be hurt. He abandoned you just like Daddy did. Someone she trusted to never leave her. Someone who had once told her he loved her. She didn't know what to think about him returning. She needed him; her album was tanking without him, but she didn't know how else she felt.

"Jude? You don't have to answer now." Tommy said, tentatively. "You can think on it a few days…"

"No."

"What?" Tommy said, feeling slightly disappointed. She's saying no. He thought.

"No, I don't need to think about it." She said, sounding confident and shaking herself out of her funk. "My album has been tanking without you Tommy, I know it, everyone knows it. I need your musical genius." She said, with a small smile. Tommy felt relieved and gave her a small smile.

"Thanks Jude."

"It's true." She said, and added "But on a personal level? I don't know what to think. I've missed you as a friend, but…I've gotten along without you."

"I understand." Tommy said, knowing she would probably say something like that. She nodded. "Good." She said. Jude's phone rang and she picked it up.

"Hello?" She said, slightly confused as to why EJ was calling her.

"Jude! You're rehearsal was scheduled to start 15 minutes ago, where are you?"

Jude gasped.

"Oh! I'm so sorry! I lost track of time. Is it too late?" She asked. Tommy looked at her quizzically.

"No, but Jude, hurry and get down here."

"Yeah, I'll be right there!" She said, hanging up. "I can't believe it, I'm late for rehearsal!" Jude said, leaping up from the seat. Tommy followed her, practically jogging to keep pace.

Jude crossed to her car and Tommy stopped short. "Come one, we're already late!" Jude said.

"Uh-hu! There is no way I am getting in a car with you." Tommy protested.

"Why not?"

"If you remember right, I've drove with you before; I don't want to relive that experience."

"It was your idea!"

"Yeah, I was having a lapse in sanity that day." Jude glared at him.

"Get in the car."

"Hell no." Tommy protested.

"Fine. You can walk." Jude said, getting into the car and starting the engine. Tommy sighed and jumped into the passenger seat, and muttered something under his breath. "What now?"

"I'm saying a prayer for my life. I think I'm going to need it."

"Have some faith." Jude said, pulling out of the parking spot.

10 minutes later, Jude pulled into another parking spot outside of the mall where her gig was going to be located. They got out of the car and Tommy looked slightly pale.

"I am never riding in a car with you again." Tommy said, taking a few deep breathes.

"Oh, come on, we made it in one piece!"

"The mailboxes didn't." Tommy muttered.

"It's just mailboxes!" Jude protested as they walked into the doors of the mall.

"You almost ran over an old man with his walker!"

"He jumped out in front of me!"

"Jude! Old man! And a walker! He didn't jump! He barely crept!" Jude scowled.

"We made it didn't we!" She demanded.

Before Tommy could retaliate, Georgia stormed over and demanded for Jude to get to the stage. As Jude made her way through the tech people, Georgia turned to Tommy.

"So?" She asked. Tommy decided to make Georgia squirm a bit.

"Well, I don't think she's going to go for it?"

"Why not?" Georgia asked.

"She nearly killed me getting here." Tommy said.

"So, she didn't give you an answer?" Georgia asked.

"Not yet…" Georgia glared. "Fine. She did." He said a slight smile on his face.

"Thomas Quincy! You know better than to do that to me!"

"Jude is OK with me producing her again." He said, and Georgia grinned brightly.

"So, Quincy, how soon can you move back to Toronto?" She asked. He shrugged.

"I haven't mentioned anything to Smith, so I'll have to get back to you." Georgia nodded. Marc Snow walked in and strode up to Georgia. He stopped when he saw Tommy.

"Tommy."

"Marc." Georgia turned to Tommy.

"Sit back, enjoy the show. Marc, let's see if Jude's ready." Georgia winked at Tommy and walked away. Tommy sat near the sound booth, and Kwest turned to look at him.

"Good to see ya again, Man." He said. They did a complicated handshake and Tommy sat next to him, watching everyone work to get ready for Jude's show.