A/N: I'm back! Thanks for the great reviews that got me to continue this story. I've decided not to make this too long becuase first, you've waited long enough and second, well, I really have nothing to say. lol. Anyway, on with the story.

Disclaimer: You should know this by now.

Chapter 8/7: Girl's Not Grey

She walked out of the now empty hotel lobby and into the streets. Everything looked so quiet in there. Being left with that kind of silence, she couldn't help but think that maybe she had something to do with this. Maybe, she thought grimly, If I hadn't brought all that up she wouldn't have done that. She brought up the matter to Tommy that night. He just looked at her sympathetically. "Jude, you had nothing to do with this. None of us did. Alex just did this to herself, there's no controlling it."

"Do you really think that?" He frowned.

"I think that on some level we could have affected it, but you can't cause it completely." She sighed.

"I guess you're right." She rested her head on his shoulder and looked up at her. "It just doesn't make any sense. I mean, I know she didn't have a great life, but it couldn't have been that bad, right?" Tommy looked mad.

"Hey, I would appriciate it if you not talk about my sister like she's already dead, thanks." She looked down.

"I didn't mean it like that."

"Yeah, well be more careful next time." He suddenly looked away as tears ran down his cheeks."Sorry, it's just-"

"I know. I shouldn't have said that." She looked back at him. He was still crying. "Maybe we should go to the hospital tomorrow." He looked at her, confused. "They'll probably have news by then." He nodded.

"Ok."

"Good night."

"Good night." They both managed to fall asleep a few minutes later. The next day, they went to the hospital to see Alex as planned. The place was gloomy and depressing and only made them feel worse, but they both decided not to let the other one know. They went in to the waiting room and Jude sat down as Tommy asked about Alexa. She sighed. Even after what he had told her, she couldn't help but feel somewhat responsible. She looked up and watched him as nodded at the woman behind the desk, turned, and came up to her. She smiled comfortingly.

"What did they say?" He looked glum.

"They don't know anything yet."

"I'm sorry, Tommy." She got up and put her arms around him.

"I said before, it's not your fault," He said, escaping her embrace and walking out of the hospital.

"Tommy, wait." He turned. He looked angry. "Where are you going?"

"I don't know. I just have to clear my head. I'll be back later." She opened her mouth to protest, but closed it figuring she'd better let him cool down a while. She went back to the hotel. That night, Tommy didn't come back. Jude didn't look for him. She figured he just needed some time to calm down after everything. The next night, he still wasn't back, and Jude was beginning to get worried. The third night, Jude awoke to a crash and turned on the light to see Tommy standing there.

"Tommy, where were you?"

"Out. Did you go back to the hospital?"

"Not yet, why?" He sighed.

"I was just hoping you knew something."

"Where did you go?"

"That's not important." He still looked angry, but she could tell he had cooled down from the last time she'd seen him. "I'm really tired. I'm just gonna go to sleep, ok?" She smiled and nodded.

"Ok." Tommy woke up to the phone ringing the next morning. Jude had slept through it, so he answered it. After hearing what the person had to say, he hung up the phone and excitedly shook Jude awake. She groaned and threw her pillow at Tommy.

"Jude, you need to wake up!"

"What?"

"Alex is awake!"

A/N: I know, horrible place to end, but I really have nothing else to say. R&R and i'll try to come up with a new chapter soon.