The next morning Jude woke up and took a shower and was promptly joined by Tommy.
"Tommy," she whined. "I have to get ready."

"We're on vacation," he said as he tickled her.

"Out!" she yelled.

"Fine, fine," Tommy said as he stepped out of the shower and proceeded to get dressed.

"Not much of a morning person are we?" Tommy looked up from the paper he was reading, as Jude entered the kitchen.

"I like my quiet time Quincy."

"Sure."

"So what's on the schedule for today?"

"Do we always have to have a schedule?"

"Well no, I guess not."

"Okay then, let's go swimming on the private beach."

"Ooo, there's a private beach!"

"Yes there's a private beach. Go get ready."

Jude went to change into her new red halter top bikini, that once again Sadie had picked out.

They walked to the empty beach and dove into the crystal blue waves. Tommy was holding Jude and splashing her, when he heard a noise. He grabbed her hand and drug her out of the water.

"Tommy what's going on?"

"Somebody's here."

"So?"

"Jude," Tommy trailed off.

"Congratulations brother. You're not quite as dumb as I thought you were."

"What are you doing here?" Tommy demanded.

"Came to finish what I started," he said, pointing at Jude.

"Don't even think about hurting her or even getting near her."

"What are you going to do little Tommy Q? Nobody's around."

Jude was filled with fear at the mere sight of Ryan but once she looked down and saw that Ryan had a gun, fear took on a whole new meaning with her. "Tommy," she whispered. "We have to get out of here."

"Leaving so soon Jude? I don't think so," he said as he raised the gun and aimed at her.

Tommy dove in front of her and the bullet hit him squarely in the chest. He fell with a loud thud to the ground and Ryan made a run for it.

"Tommy!" Jude screamed as she fell down beside him. His body was limp, but she could still see his sparkling blue eyes. She lifted his head and cradled his body to her chest.

"Are you okay?" he rasped.

"I'm fine," Jude said through tears.

"Don't cry girl. I'll be fine," he said in a mere whisper.

Jude watched him lose conciousness and pressed her hands against the bullet wound. He was covered in blood and she knew she couldn't leave him.

"Help! Somebody please help me!" she sobbed.

An island local heard her cries and rushed over to the two figures. He saw a young, attractive girl, holding a man. They were both covered in blooc and he quickly grabbed his cell phone to call an ambulance.

Jude was sitting quietly in the waiting room. Tommy was in surgery and she didn't know what was going on. A doctor had come out of the operating room earlier to tell her what was happening, but she hadn't processed a word he had said.

She was all alone, in a hospital, in a strange land, just grasping at straws. Tommy had to be okay.

She reached for her cell phone when she felt it vibrate against her leg.

"Hello," she said in a voice that wasn't hers.

"Jude, we heard what happened. We're on our way," Kwest said.

"Good," she said, trying not to let herself cry.

"Porita is already in Hawaii. I called her and she's on her way to the hospital. How is he?"

"I, I don't know."

"We'll be there in a few hours. Try to get some sleep."

Jude turned her phone off and looked at her watch. It was already 8:00 p.m. and Jude hadn't eaten or slept since early this morning. She curled up on a chair and closed her eyes but all she saw were images of Ryan and Tommy covered in blood. A soft voice brought her out of her day dream.

"Jude!" Portia called, coming over to hug her. "I am so sorry."

The floodgates opened and Jude started to sob. Portia kept quiet and simply held the young girl.

Kwest and Sadie arrived later that night. Jude was bombarded by hugs and words of comfort. She felt like crying but she couldn't. The tears just wouldn't come.

She recieved the okay to go and see Tommy early the next morning. She slowly walked down the hospital corridors, to the intensive care unit. She saw Tommy's pale, ashen body through the window. She took a deep breath and entered the room. He was hooked up to a ventilator and had four differend IV tubes hooked into his arm. Tears ran down her cheeks as she looked at his helpless figure. She pulled a chair up beside the bed a took hold of his cold hand. She gently placed a soft kiss on it.

"I love you so much Tommy."

Authors Note: Okay, now that I've probably pissed off all my loyal readers lolz. Hopefully you don't all hate how I did this, but hey if you do, let me know. Not that I'm going to change it, I just want to know what you think. No flames please!