Yes I'm back, but I have a slight twist, lol! This is a two shot and it's a good ol' Tommy and Jude. I mean, seriously, how can anyone see them without each other after Friday's episode! Tommy sent chills down my spine, oh my God! ahhh, ok lol, I'm finished but I hope you guys like this as much as you liked the others, your reviews make me so happy! (Valleygirl: I was litterally giddy for a week after you called me a genius! Thank you so much! I hope you like this one just as much!) The beginning starts out with Jude and Spied, but they're not together. And I ironically used Tyler's song What You Need for Jude and Tommy. The chorus is spread out through the story in bold, but when Tommy's actually singing it I put in italics ((but Jude's thoughts are also in italics)). So please read and review because you guys love me, right? ... right? lol!

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"Spied! I'm not afraid! I just love him!" She spat out helplessly. He slumped back as her words surrounded and sunk into him like a dull dagger.

"You love him? Him?"

Tears brimmed, engulfing her baby-doll wide eyes as she blinked up, looking at him for a fleeting moment until she blinked back down to the floor.

"Yes" she whispered.

"What if I love you?" He matched her voice as the tears fell down, soaking his shirt steadily.

"Spied…" She said ruefully, finally looking up at him and taking his face gently in her hands. "You don't love me."

He shook his head softly inside her hands, feeling her touch burn his skin without making any effort to move them. "You don't know that."

"Yes I do." She corrected him quickly. "I know you, Spied. And I know you don't love me."

And I need is a day inside,

He shook his head again, more forcefully as he pulled his face from her light grip. He stalked towards the door, looking back at her with a tear-full expression.

"I wish you didn't know me." He said quietly secretly wishing it would be the last time he would ever walk away from her. He grasped the door forcefully and slammed it shut with all his might, knowing how Jude flinched behind him as he walked away.

She sank down to the floor and sat completely still for at least an hour, willing herself to get up and find him. But Jude realized there was nothing she could say to him, she didn't know why she couldn't love him back. She stood up thinkingof Kat. "You don't owe him anything. You were never together." Jude heard her oldest friend state in her mind. She shook herself violently because if she knew anything, she knew she needed to find him. Flying out the door, grabbing her keys and hopping in her car she peeled off into the wintry evening.

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The doorman smiled warmly, as she presented herself in the front of his desk. "Uh, Tommy Quincy?" She asked, nervously fidgeting with her hair. When she realized how nervous she was, Jude let her hands drop suddenly, her fingers gripping the edge of the desk. She pressed so roughly that the tips of her fingers and the skin around her nails turned a deep, sweaty shade of red. She looked down at them, and abruptly whipped her head to look at the man in front of her.

She watched him point to the staircase behind her, saying "5th floor." Jude smiled congenially, and then turned back, feeling her face falter. The doorman apprehended her question, answering before she asked

"He's the only one, penthouse."

Jude smiled again, enjoying his sincere niceness and welcoming demeanor as she turned for the door marked Staircase.

She blandly looked at the stick figure that instructed her where to go in case of a fire. Jude suddenly looked down at her hands again as her nail tittered against the metal framed handle, watching her hands shake uncontrollably. She put her other hand other and watched them jitter simultaneously in sync. She put a finger to her mouth and chomped down fiercely, but missed the nail and bit down in her skin. She shook her hands wildly to relieve the pain. After she managed to swing the enormous door open she waited for the resounding metal thud and leaned against the other side of it, taking deep breaths.

She remembered the mantra Sadie's tae-kwan-dork instructor used to shout from the television. In through the mouth, out through the nose. She chanted to herself, climbing the first flight of stairs at a snail's pace.

Inside your mind to see what its like.

Jude felt herself taking deep breaths. No excuses, no substitutions, no rationalizing, no analyzing, just truth. Jude looked out a small window in front of her and watched snow fall peacefully, making her realize there was a world outside Tom Quincy. She mentally and physically sighed an enormous breath of relief feeling the proverbial weight being lifted.

She finally gave all those woman on Lifetime Movies some credit, feeling a new spring in life, a new honesty. God I'm like a walking-cliché. She thought happily. Today she could be Maid in Manhattan, she could Pretty In Pink, and hell she could even be All That as she struggled to reach her storybook romance once and for all.

But suddenly, if nothing else came from this visit, Jude didn't care. She had a rosy colored out look on life. Despite everything she had with Tommy, if he didn't want her there was bound to be someone else.

Jude looked up from the gray, linoleum stairs under her feet and realized she had passed up the fifth floor, seeing a new door this time that was marked Roof. She shrugged, figuring she could collect her thoughts before she finally went to Tommy. Jude wrenched the rusty hinges on the door, letting the cold air whip around her face. She embraced the sting, letting the feeling overwhelm her as the immaculate snow crunched at the soles of her Converses.

And all I missing and you I see

Jude took Jack Frost's icy, glowing breath with a long stride, inviting the feeling more and more; Jude was just glad that she could still feel something. It had been so long that she was denying herself, and hiding everything. Initially she shied it away from the world, but it had grown to the point that she was internally in denial from the walls of her abdomen and seeping to the crevices of her heart; it had been so conflicting that she couldn't sleep.

But Jude Harrison was finished with that; when she saw Tommy she was going to lay every single card out on the table. Jude couldn't know if it would turn out to be a crapshoot, but she owed to herself to find out.

Am I who you want?

She found herself slightly leaning over the railing, looking down at the city below.

Subconsciously she heard the strum of a guitar, and washed the sound over herself; Jude knew her music would always live on inside her. It was just part of her blood, the blood she shared with Sadie and with her mom and even with dad, as little as she wanted to admit it. The hum carried on, growing louder in the face of the winter's fierce, dense air.

She turned slowly, realizing that it wasn't the strum of her own internal guitar but belonged to someone in the outside world. Jude slowly turned the corner, peering behind the summer-time awning, gasping slightly at the sight before her. Jude watched Tommy pick the chords on his vintage guitar, tentatively picking up his pace.

Am I what you need?

She heard his soft, gentle hum warming with each note he let flow. Jude barely breathed, never letting herself missing a single note hummed, word sung, chord played. Her breath hitched in her throat as he started.

Why do I need?

Why do I need someone else?

Cause you comfort me

You show me how to be myself.

Another late night and the radio,

Turn the dial to another sad song

Jude heard the unquestionablesadness that leaked through his melancholy lyricsand flourishing voice. Jude subconsciously walked closer towards him, no longer securely hidden, as his voice carried over through the dense and icy air. She needed to hear him but she was afraid of what he really had to say.

And I need is a day inside,

Inside your mind to see what its like.

And all I missing and you I see

Am who you want am I what you need?

She shivered uncontrollably, no breeze blew, no snowflakes fell, no icicles melted around her. But a violent chill trickled down her spine stemming off to her legs. She continued to listen, feeling her knees shake and nearly buckle under her weight. Jude eagerly listened for his voice to pick up again, but felt a spurt of unadulterated fear coarse through her.

Was Tommy saying what she thought was? What she hoped he was? She strained to catch his deep breathing that seemed to flow through her body, making her continue to shiver down to her toes when he started his next verse.

Why do you why do you see someone else?

Cause I'm losin' sleep

I feel like time is running out.

If you had called an hour ago,

This basement might be so cold.

Jude mentally did a double take after listening to the verse. She hadn't dated anyone in over a year after her second falling out with Shay and she wasn't with Spied. He doesn't even have a basement.

Jude couldn't help but let her mind fall to Pasty. That stupid bitch that didn't even like Tommy, and didn't really like anyone at all. She just liked to steal and generally be a bitch. Jude mentally tore her to shreds, her face seeping with loathing and disgust. Of course Tommy fell for the crazy one, of course he wouldn't fall for the girl that seemed to fawn over him since she was fifteen.

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