AUTHORS NOTE: Okay guys, this one ends kind of dumb, but that's all I have written at the moment so it'll have to do. Sorry guys! I'll promise another chapter tomorrow and maybe a short one tonight...

Tommy grimaced at the nickname and the sound of the man's voice. He turned around and politely shook his hand. "D, I wish I could say it was nice to see you, but it's really not."

Darius scoffed and glared Tommy down. "Where's our girl?"

"In Studio A with Kwest."

"Look Tommy, I have demands alright. You're back now and your Jude's main producer, so it's your ass that's on the line if that album's not finished on timme."

"You're not Jude's boss D, just her manager."

"I call the shots around here Tommy, if you don't like it, too bad."

"What do you mean by that?"

"You're looking at the newest partner of G Major."

"What?"

"Georgia got herself into a little financial rut and I bailed her out," he said with a smug smile on his face.

Tommy gaped at Darius and turned around to walk into Studio A. "Uh Kwest could I talk to you for a minute?"

"Sure," he said, following Tommy into the small kitchenette. "What's up?"

"Does Jude know Darius is a partner in G Major?"

"No. I just found out myself a few days ago."

Tommy rand his hand through his thick, dark hair. "As if she's not stressed out enough."

"She doesn't need to know man...at least not for now."

"I can't believe Georgia would do that."

"She had to. G Major was about to go bankrupt and then where would I, or you, or especially Jude go?"

"She knew she could come to me Kwest. I have the money and she knew I wanted to be a partner eventually."

"Tommy just let it go okay. There's nothing we can do about it now."

"Guys can we get started?"

Tommy turned around to face Jude. "Yeah let's go girl."

Six hours later, Jude was struggling with the chord progression in her new song. Tommy could se she was getting flustered and frustrated. He told Kwest to take a fifteen minute break and walked into the sound booth.

"Hey."

She set her guitar down and looked at Tommy. "I can't do anything today."

"Here," he handed her the guitar and sat behind her. He gently slipped his arms around her and put his hands on top of hers. He started to make her hands play the complicated chords. "See you can do it."

Jude turned around to face Tommy and he crushed her pouty lips beneath his.

"Guys, we're in public here."

Tommy pulled away from Jude to see EJ. "Hey."

"Hey yourselves. Look, Georgia booked you both for Under the Mic tomorrow."

"What? Why me?" Tommy asked.

"Georgia said you've been working on some new stuff."

"Well yeah, but nothings ready to go public."

"Not my problem Tom," EJ said, spinning around on her four-inch heels and exiting the room.

"Shit," Tommy said running his hands through his hair.

"Hey, chill."

"I'm supposed to be telling you that, not the other way around," said an agitated Tommy.

"We'll figure something out. Don't worry about it."

"I'm supposed to have a new song by tomorrow and I haven't sang solo in public for over three years."

"Tommy you'll do fine. We'll stay late tonight and work something out."

"Jude it's already 6:00. It'll take at least five hours to come up with lyrics, record, and mix."

"I'm sure Kwest will stay and if not, he taught me how to work the table. Plus we'll get to spend some time together," she teased.

"Yeah, because I'm going to get a lot done with you standing here."

Jude laughed and punched him in the arm. "Let's just get to work.

Numerous coffee runs, made my Kwest, hundreds of sheets of paper, and four guitar strings later, they finally had a tangible song. Jude did a few background harmonies on the track and played guitar.

"I told you you could do it," Jude said as she hugged Tommy. Kwest had gone home about an hour ago and left Jude and Tommy to finish mixing the song. "I really like it."

"Thanks, but I couldn't have done it without Kwest, and especially you. You wrote half the lyrics."

"You're the artist," Jude countered.

"Have I ever told you how cute you are?" Tommy asked, slipping his arms around her waist and kissing her forehead.

"Maybe, but I like hearing it," Jude giggled.

"Let's go home girl."

The pair arrived home around 1:30 and Tommy fell asleep on the couch while Jude slept in her room. She tossed and turned for awhile, and finally tip-toed out to the living room and knelt down beside Tommy. She tenderly touched his shoulder and his eyes fluttered open.

"Hey, shouldn't you be sleeping?"

"Come here, I want to show you something."

"Uh okay."

"Grab your blanket."

Tommy nodded and grabbed the blanket as he eyed her oddly. He was still half asleep as he followed her out the door and up a few stairs.

"Jude where are we going?"

"You have no patience Quincy," Jude said laughing.

"Well it's like three in the morning. The only thing I should be seeing is the insides of my eyelids."

Jude laughed, grabbed his hand, and pulled him up the fire escape.

"We're here," she announced as she looked out on the city of Toronto.

"Wow, it's beautiful," Tommy awed.

"When you were gone, I would come up here and look at all the lights and the cars. I wrote and cried, and sang. I did everything up here. It's my secret spot."

Tommy came behind her and wrapped his arms around her neck. "I'm worry Jude.

"For what?"

"For not being there Jude. I shouldn't have stayed at the cabin. Especially after Ryan."

"Tommy it's okay."

"No it's not. I abandoned you just because I couldn't imagine the pain you were going through and I knew I couldn't do anything to help you."

"Tommy, don't," she said quietly.

"I hate myself for just leaving you girl. I didn't even try to help you."

"Tommy you did help. Just by calling, e-mailing, and visiting when you could, that helped more than you know."

"But," Tommy started.

Jude turned around and placed a finger on his lips. "Shh, it doesn't matter anymore. It's over and done with."

"You're not mad at me?"

"No, I mean I was at first but not anymore. You did what you had to do and what you thought was right."