A/N: This chapter is going to have kind of a twist. Keep reading to find out more.

Disclaimer: I don't own the show.

Chapter 6: Just a Dream

Tommy looked at her. "For real?" Jude nodded.

"Tommy, i'm so sorry I didn't come back to you. I love you." Tommy's face lit up and he threw his arms around her. He picked her up and drew her in for a long, much needed kiss. It lasted a few minutes before Jude pulled away and looked at Tommy. "Man, wake up! We're almost there." Tommy stared at her.

"What?" He opened his eyes to see Kwest sitting next to him on the plane, scowling at him.

"I said, we're almost there." Tommy looked around him, not fully aware of what had just happened.

"But, Jude. She was just--" He looked down painfully as realixation struck him. "It was all just a dream." Kwest looked at him sympathetically.

"No, not all of it. We can still find her." Tommy simply shook his head, tears beginning to flow from his eyes.

"No, forget it. She's never coming back." Kwest was beginning to doubt it himself, but refused to let Tommy give up hope. Without Jude, his life had been and would be miserable, and Kwest was sick of dealing with it.

"Man, I did not come all the way to Italy with you so you could just give up, ok? Jude is here somewhere. We just have to find her." And fast, he thought. I'm not sure how much more of this the guy can take. Tommy nodded grimly.

"Fine."

"Come on. The plane's about to land." They got out after the plane landed and left the airport. They managed to find a hotel nearby and checked in for the night. They were going to stay at a villa owned by a friend of Tommy's a few hours away, and they would leave in the morning before they began searching for Jude. Tommy went into his room and immediately collapsed on the bed. He reached into his pocket and took out a picture of her.

"Jude, why did you have to go on that tour? If you had stayed, none of this would have happened. You would have been safe in my arms back home. We would've been married! That stupid tour ruined everything." He sighed and put the picture away. "And I just had to tell Georgia that a tour would perfect for publicity. I'm such an idiot! This is all my fault." Tommy closed his eyes and tried to sleep, but he only saw her image. He got up and went over to the bathroom. He turned the sink on and splashed his face with cold water. "Tommy, snap out of it," He told himself. He sighed and went back into the bedroom and opened his suitcase. He dug through it for a little while, until he came across something he had forgotten he packed. He took it out and saw that it was a bottle of sleeping pills. He sat there for a minute, staring at the bottle in his hands before opening it and pouring the contents into his hand.

A/N: R&R. Sorry for the shortness.