A/N: This is not the end of the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own the show.

Chapter 5: The Last Song

She sat there, tears still pouring from her eyes until she feel to the floor, barely breathing. She didn't notice when someone knocked on her door a few minutes later. "Jude? Jude, are you in there? That's it, i'm coming in." The door opened and Tommy came in to see Jude passed out on the floor. He ran over to her and picked her up. He looked at her. She was unconcious and her skin was cold and even paler than usual. Worse than that, he noticed that she smelled strongly of alchohol. He looked around to see 3 empty bottles of vodka on the floor. He shook his head. "Jude, how could you do this to yourself?" He knew why. It was because of him. "Oh, Jude, i'm so sorry. I never meant to do this to you." He looked down at her and turned her to her side so she wouldn't choke. The last thing he wanted was for her to die because of him. "Jude, please. You need to wake up. You can't die. I love you. Jude!" He began to shake her violently. Nothing worked. He reached into his pocket for his cell phone before remembering that he had left it at his house. He wanted to strangle himself for being so stupid. "Hold on, baby girl. Everything's gonna be ok." He looked up to try and find a phone. There were none in sight. He was starting to break down. What if he couldn't save her life? He looked down at her, swearing that he would not sit there and let her die. He took her into his arms carefully and carried her outside when he was stopped by none other than Jude's best friend, Jamie.

"What the hell are you doing with Jude?" He simply walked past him.

"I don't have time for this, Jamie.I know you don't like me but i'm not going to let Jude die just because you feel like fighting with me."

"Wait, die?" Tommy nodded while trying to sit Jude in his car. "How?"

"Alchohol poisoning. I came in and found her passed out next to 3 empty bottles of vodka. If I don't get her to a hospital soon, that's exactly what's gonna happen to her."

"Why didn't you call someone?"

"I tried. There was no phone. An ambulence wouldn't have gotten here in time, anyway. We have to take her to the hospital ourselves."

"Well, what do you want me to do?"

"Make sure she's still alive. Keep her sitting upright. Just do something. Come on. Help me get her in." They carefully put her in the car and sped off to the hospital. Tommy quickly looked from the road to her and back. "Jude, baby, you need to wake up. I love you." She suddenly began to stir.

"Tommy?" She asked, her words slurred. He smiled down at her.

"Don't worry, Jude. You'll be ok."

"D-don't go."

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I'm not going anywhere." Jude smiled and passed out once again. Tommy was beginning to get even more worried. He went faster. They got to the hospital and Tommy carried her inside while Jamie talked to the person behind the desk. They checked her in and rushed her into one of the rooms, leaving Tommy and Jamie to wait for news. Tommy just sat there staring at the walls, consumed with guilt. Jude, his Jude, could be dying, or even dead. And it was all his fault. Jamie left after a while saying that is mom would kill him if he was late and to tell Jude he was sorry he couldn't be there if she wakes up. He told him he would and Jamie was off. He stayed there all night and came back every day in case she might wake up.

End of flashback

"Well, needless to say, she did wake up. But it took a while. Of course, her tour was canceled and she was never quite the same, but she was still Jude. Tommy was still in love with her. After her parents found out about the whole alchohol poisoning; they'd been away, they were furious and blamed Tommy for getting their youngest daughter into this. They sent her to a different label, hoping she would never see Tommy again. That's when she really lost it.

Flashback

Jude was just getting back from the hospital after a long month or so. She ran through the doors of G-Major, eager to find Tommy and thank him. She spotted him in studio B and ran up to him. "Tommy!" He turned around and she threw herself into his arms. He held her tightly, not wanting to let anything happen to her ever again. He owed her that much. He looked down at her.

"Hey, girl. I'm sorry about what happened to you."

"Don't be. You saved my life, Tommy." She hugged him tighter. He smiled.

"Yeah, i'm also the one who nearly ended it. Besides, Jamie did have something to do with it."

"Under your direction. Stop being so hard on yourself, Tommy. I forgive you." He smiled.

"That's not like you. Have you been drinking again?" Jude laughed and shook her head.

"No, i'm just thinking differently. I'm sorry I snapped at you. I just got tired of hearing things like that." He nodded.

"I understand." Jude laughed again.

"My parents must've freaked. What did they say?" Tommy's face darkened and he looked away. Jude frowned. "What?"

"Jude, actually, they blame me for all this. They want to move you to another label."

"What? No! I'm not going. I wanna stay with you. At G-Major." He shook his head.

"I'm so sorry, Jude. But there's nothing I can do." Tears started to fall down Jude's face.

"When do I leave?"

"Tomorrow. I'll miss you, Jude. I really will." She nodded.

"Thanks. I'll miss you, too. I'd better leave." He reached up and moved her chin up with his hand.

"I mean it, Jude. I'll never forget you." He reached down and kissed her passionately. He pulled away and looked at her. "Goodbye, Jude."

End of flashback

"They never saw eachother again until the party yesterday." Chloe just sat there, dumbfounded.

"Wow. 4 years with that on their backs? That must have been hard on them." Kwest looked down.

"Yeah. Neither of them have been the same since. But, what can we do about it?" She looked up at him.

"I know what I can do." Kwest looked back at her.

"What?"

"I'm gonna get them back together. Whatever it takes." Kwest's eyes widened.

"Why? That's nearly impossible."

"'Nearly' being the operative word. Tommy's like my older brother. Besides, if he's depressed, my record's gonna suck." Kwest laughed.

"Yeah, it is." She slapped his arm.

"Thanks for telling me the story. I really needed to hear that." Kwest nodded.

"Anytime."

"So, you wanna help me?"

"What?"

"You wanna help me get them back together? It can't be that hard." Kwest sighed.

"I can't. I don't wanna interfere with their lives. Especially not with a past like that."

"Come on, Kwest. They'll love you if this works. Besides, they were meant for eachother. How hard could it be?"

"You have no idea."

"Please?" She pleaded. Kwest sighed again.

"Fine."

A/N: R&R