Author's Note: Okay, I had minor computer problems for a little while there but now fixed. I was scared I had posted my newest chapter three times, but I think I have it worked out. I need a new computer (laugh). Swiping forehead in relief. Please R&R.

We arrived back at the studio as twilight began to fall, and I knew as we exited the car that no work was going to get done that day. Something told me everyone was just way too excited about the idea of going to the Grammy's. Hell, so was I. I looked over at Patsy as she stepped up to the entrance of the studio, and she and I shared a shuddering look as we remembered what happened earlier as Mason sidled up beside us.

"That was definitely one for the record books." He said with another laugh as we threw him an amused glance before finally popping through the studio doors. The party had all but calmed, and the people of G Majors was beginning to pack it in for the night. I looked around curiously for Tom, but when I didn't see him, I began another search for Spied instead only to come up empty a second time. Where were they? Jamie strolled up to us—stopping in front of us with a suspicious expression etched across his features.

"Where have you guys been?" He asked hotly as Patsy gave him a "You're not my mother" look before shrugging and patting him on the back.

"We were shopping." She answered nonchalantly before waving her demo ceremoniously in front of his shocked nose. Jamie just gaped at it.

"You guys broke into Liam's house! Are you demented?" He asked as he shook his head before grabbing the CD from her hands. "Jesus, that's almost as bad as having Tommy's ex-wife hanging around the studio. Did you know she even propositioned me?" Jamie said with a wry quirk of his brow as Patsy's eyes narrowed menacingly.

"Do you mean to tell me she actually tried persuading you to have sex with her, Jamie. Because you know how I am about big words, and that 'proposition' thing is really starting to bother me." Patsy remarked as Jamie sighed as if hurt by the suggestion that she would think him that gullible.

"It's not like I took her up on the offer. Besides, I think she's mainly after information on Tom." Jamie said as Patsy grunted before placing her fingers up against the sides of her forehead in a gesture resembling that of a psychic you see at a carnival.

"Something tells me I foresee not so agreeable things happening for this girl." Patsy stated as I chuckled.

"Well, you won't get any arguments from me. You have my permission to torment the devil out of her." I said suddenly as I caught a faint glimpse of Kwest strolling towards us.

"Have you seen Tommy?" I asked Kwest quietly as he came to stand beside me. He just shrugged.

"I don't know. He and Spied are suddenly acting like two very misplaced spies off of a James Bond movie." Kwest remarked as I raised a brow up at him in curiosity. Kwest just threw his hands up.

"Don't give me that look, Jude. This time even I'm out of the loop." Kwest reiterated before dangling his car keys in front of my face.

"But he did tell me the offer for you to come back and stay with him was still open. Do you know what you're going to do yet?" He asked as I looked down at my feet—shuffling them nervously before looking back up at Kwest again.

"Just give me a ride to your place for now." I answered vaguely as he shrugged before standing back and motioning for me to go ahead of him to his vehicle. I waved a farewell to Jamie, Patsy, and Mason—trying my best to keep from snickering as Patsy held up her demo and Mason made kissing motions with his lips—before turning to walk back out the door again.

Climbing into Kwest's SUV for the second time that day, I noticed as Kwest glanced at me thoughtfully as I shut my door and buckled myself in securely.

"Are you okay, Jude?" He asked as I looked over at him questioningly.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I asked him in return as Kwest mulled over the question for a moment before shifting his vehicle into reverse and backing out of the parking lot.

"I heard about Justine, Jude, and I know you know about Tommy's past now. That's a lot to take in on one day." He stated simply as I watched his headlights bounce off the passing scenery.

"I'm fine, Kwest. Tommy blames himself for his past more than those who know him do. I think he's punishing himself more than we ever could. As for Justine, I read the papers. It's temporary. At least, I hope." I said with a sigh as Kwest chuckled from beside me.

"It should be. Tom has a lawyer looking into it even as we speak." Kwest stated firmly before looking forward at the road again. It had been a long day. Kwest pulled into the driveway of his duplex, and I just sat there as he turned off the engine and climbed out.

"I need a moment." I said as he stood outside waiting for me, and he just nodded before walking into his home. Sitting there, I glanced out at some rolling rain clouds gathering in the distance—watching in fascination as lightening ripped through the dark fabric of night, and I knew even without giving it much thought that, even if my head didn't quite agree with it, that my heart had made a decision. Gathering up my courage, I jumped out of Kwest's vehicle, ran into the duplex, picked up the phone and called a cab, before hugging a gaping Kwest, and rushing once again out the door. My decision was made.