A/N: Credit for the chapter title goes to both Coheed and Cambria, and Catch1star.

Disclaimer: I don't own the show

Chapter 3: Devil In Jersey City

Kwest had moved as well after Tommy and Jude gave away their child. As strange as it sounds, he was the only one who knew Jude and Tommy had a kid. She hadn't even told her parents, which he could understand. If anyone else found out the results would be, to say the least, disasterous. That's why after Jude discovered she was pregnant, they had gone to a small cabin out in the country with the ecscuse of needing inspiration. They stayed there for almost a year, until the baby was born and then until Jude was back to normal. Before leaving, they left the baby, now named Rita, at a foster home. No one was supposed to notice. Unfortunately, the press had managed to snap a picture of Tommy and Jude with the baby and it was front page news for the next month. Jude had successfully convinced her family and the record label that it was just a rumor, and they had gone their seperate ways after that. Jude stayed in Vancouver, Tommy in London, and Kwest in New Jersey. He had kept in touch with Jude and Tommy seperately, but they hadn't said a word to eachother ever since. That's why he was surprised when Jude called him one night 12 years later. Kwest had just gotten home from work when he went up to check his voicemail. There was one message. He pressed play and listened to the voice on the other end. "Hey, Kwest? It's Jude. I need to talk to you so call me back when you get this ok? Bye." And with that, the line went dead. Kwest picked up the cordless phone and dialed Jude's number. She picked up immediately. "Kwest?"

"Hey, red. I just got your message."

"Oh, good."

"So, what did you want to talk about?"

"Well, i'm going to London to see Tommy."

"What? Why?"

"Well, I got a call from Georgia and she thought it'd be cool to get the old team back together. I had to agree." Kwest laughed. "What?"

"You sound like one of the Power Rangers." Jude laughed, too.

"So, what do you think? We can't do a record without someone mixing the tracks."

"Great! Most definetly! So, how are you gonna get Tommy to agree?" Jude sighed.

"I don't know. We haven't spoken in 12 years. You think you can help me?"

"Help you as in call him, or help you as in go to London with you?"

"Go to London with me." Kwest sighed.

"Jude, I don't know."

"Come on, Kwest. Please?"

"Fine."

"Yes! Thanks, Kwest! I owe you for this. So, when should we leave?"

"I don't know, but maybe you should come down here first?"

"There? You mean Jersey City? Why?"

"Why not? It would definetly be easier, we'd leave at the same time and not have to worry about meeting up."

"Ok. I'll call you back when I know when I can leave." Kwest smiled.

"Ok. Bye."

"Bye. Thanks again." She hung up and Kwest dialed another number on his phone, Tommy's this time. He picked up and answered in a groggy voice.

"Who is this and why are you calling at 11:45 at night?"

"Oh. Sorry, man. Forgot about the time zone. It's Kwest." The voice groaned.

"Don't worry about it, man. I wasn'r gonna get much sleep, anyway. What's up?" Kwest took a deep breath.

"Well, me and Jude are coming to London."

A/N: PLEASE R&R.