A/N: Still nothing to say.

Disclaimer:I don't own the show or the starting line.

Chapter 2:The Best Of Me

Tommy's side of the world

Tommy laughed to himself after reading the last part of Jude's letter. It had gotten there surprisingly quick and had a cd attached to it, so he couldn't help but tear it open as soon as he got it. Not that that was different from every other time he got a letter from her. He put the letter down, promising himself that he would start using e-mail, and picked up the cd. It was blank except for the writing on it that said The Best Of Me. He carefully took it out of its case, placed it in the cd player, and hit play. He listened to her beautiful voice sing the lyrics softly.

Tell me what you thought about

when you were gone and so alone

the worst is over

you can have the best of me

We got older but we're still young

we never grew out of this feeling that we can't give up

Here we lay again

on 2 seperate beds

riding phone lines

to meet a familiar voice

and pictures drawn from memory

we reflect on miscommunication

and misuderstandings

and missing each other too

mutch to have to let go...

Tommy smiled. He loved it when she sent him songs she wrote on her tour. He knew from experience that those were some of the best times to write songs. "Tommy! There you are. I've been looking all over for you, man." He looked up to see Kwest standing over him. He turned the cd player of and got up.

"Sorry. I just got a little preoccupied." Kwest looked down at the letter he had in his hand.

"Oh. Jude's letter got here already?"

"Yeah. It had a cd with it." Kwest laughed.

"Man, you got it bad." He frowned.

"Fine. Maybe I do. Is that so wrong?" Kwest raised his eyebrows.

"Not anymore."

"What does that mean?"

"It means I know that this has been going on alot longer than just since Jude's 18th."

"How do you know?"

"I've seen the way you look at each other. It's not obvious, but it's enough for people to start assuming things."

"Does anyone else know?"

"Not that I know of. I've been working with you guys for a while, so maybe i'm the only one that noticed."

"Well, she's 18 now, so there's really no reason to worry, right?"

"Not if you convince everyone in the world not to care what the press thinks. Now, come on. We have to get back to work." Tommy nodded.

"I'll meet you there. I just have to think."

"Ok, man. Just hurry up." Kwest got up and left. Kwest is right, Tommy thought. If we go public now, the press will go crazy. Everyone will know we've been together for more than just a few months. I've gotta tell Jude we can't go public. Wait, if I do, she'll flip. She's been waiting for 2 years. She can wait a little longer, right? No. I have to keep this promise. What if I can't? I have to think about this more later. Tommy got up and went to studio B, hoping work would get his mind off this for a while. When Tommy left, it was 10:30 at night, and he still didn't know what he was going to tell Jude. Once he got home, he went straight up to his bedroom, pulled out his laptop, and began to write.

Dear Jude,

As you can see, I got your last letter and I agree that e-mail does work mutch better. The plane leaves tomorrow and I can't wait to hear about your tour. Alot has changed around here since you left, and I need to talk to you. I listened to your cd. It was great. Can't wait to get to work on all these new songs. I love you.

Yours truly,

Tommy.

A/N: What does Tommy decide to tell Jude? Once again, R&R to find out.