A/N: See, I told you! Updating ahoy:D Arg, for those of you who care about my current medical crisis, keep reading, if you don't, skip to chapter 19 cuz nothing else is going to be said here except a big rant about doctors and the best way to scare their patient!

So, I had to go back for the follow up on my stupid eye inflammation today (Monday) and that part is cleared up, but as he's looking at my eye, he's making all these "hms" and "interestings" and "how odd" murmurings that are leaving me seriously freaked out. So, then he tells me to lean away from his microscope and tells me to stay seated he's going to get his ASSOCIATE FOR A SECOND OPINION! So the other guy comes in, looks at my eye, and is like "Oh, she's got an abnormality in her cornea". And goes on and on in medical jargon and then says "I've never seen one like this before. It's very rare to find a case this deep in the cornea. How odd." And he sound fascinated! I was thinking "if you're so damned fascinated, just take it out and keep it!" So, I'm finally let go with three more eyedrops on top of the two I had already and I need to take all 5 4 times a day, 5 mins a part, and one of which needs to stay refrigerated…slight problem! No refrigerator on campus! Oy! I'm aboutthisclose to just ripping my eye out of my socket and feeding it to the optomologist. I better end up with 20/20 vision after all this or there's going to be hell to pay.

Chapter 19

Tommy's Apartment

Jude and Tommy had gotten to the apartment and were sitting on the couch, watching a movie. Jude was lying with her head in Tommy's lap and his one hand played absently with her hair. Jude's eyes were half closed in contentment. She wished desperately that three years hadn't past between them and things were back to how they were before, but she couldn't undo what was done. Her thoughts led her back to Michelle and Sadie. Jude frowned at the thought and glanced up at Tommy. His eyes were on the TV before them, but his gaze didn't seem to be taking it in.

"Tommy," Jude said, her voice low. Tommy glanced down at her, giving her his full attention. "I" Jude paused, trying to figure out her next words. Tommy stared at her, his eyes encouraging her to speak. She opened her mouth, but instead of words coming out, her phone rang from her pocket. She looked away from him and sat up, reluctantly and answered her phone.

"hello?"

"Jude?" The voice said, sounding worried and relieved all at once. Color drained from Jude's face and she nearly dropped her phone on the spot.

"D-d-dad?" She stammered, her eyes widening and her face paler than fresh snow. Tommy sat up behind her and lay a comforting hand on her shoulder. Jude shrugged it off and stood up, walking a short distance away from Tommy. Tommy watched her, feeling rejected and sympathetic all at the same time. He sighed heavily and kept his eyes focused on Jude, watching her as if she could break at any moment if he were to take his eyes off of her.

"Jude, where are you? Are you ok?" Her father asked, his questions coming out fast and rushed.

"I'm fine dad, I've been fine." Jude answered, not telling him where she was.

"Jude, I've been trying to get a hold of you for"

"And what did you think dad? Hu? I've been avoiding your calls. Stupid me didn't look at the caller ID before I answered." Jude said, her voice filled with bitterness.

"I just, I wanted to make sure you were ok. You left so quickly and…I was worried about you Jude."

"You were worried about me! Kinda late, aren't you dad?" Jude spat.

"Jude, don't be"

"I can be pissed off if I want to be." Jude hissed and Tommy winced at her tone.

"I didn't want to hurt you."

"Too late." Jude spat, and took the phone away from her ear and hit the disconnect button. Tears filled her eyes as she remembered the man who ruined her life. Jude kept her back turned to Tommy, she didn't want to have him see her cry. She didn't want to be reminded of what she lost when she chose her father all those years ago.

"Jude," Tommy's voice came, it was so soft and comforting that Jude wanted nothing more than to fall into his arms and let him take away her pain. It would be so easy to do it, but in the morning, it never would have happened.

"Don't Tommy, please." Jude said, her voice pleading and a small sob escaped her throat as she said the words. She felt his hand on her shoulder and his other arm circle around her. Jude closed her eyes, reveling in the support and comfort he was giving her. Jude turned in his embrace, giving into her need and wrapped her arms around him, crying for the time they had lost. Both his arms were circled around her and one hand stroked her back in long and slow strokes. As she cried, he whispered sweet nothings in her ear, trying to calm her down. She didn't know what he said, but his voice was so soft, it reminded her of the time they were together.

Jude pulled back slightly, still in his arms, but enough she could look him in the eyes. She saw something there she hadn't seen in the time since she returned to Toronto, his love.

A silent tear fell down her face and Tommy removed one of his hands from around her waist and wiped her damp cheeks. They stared into each others eyes, Jude's green filled with unshed tears and his blue so deeply filled with emotion that Jude thought she could drown in them.

It was eerily silent in his apartment. Everything else in the room just seemed to drift away. All that existed was him and her and no one else mattered; nothing and no one else existed and all there was was the moment and nothing more. They moved closer together, as if pulled by some invisible magnet and the world seemed to be moving in slow motion. Jude's eyes fluttered closed and moments later, the explosion happened.

When their lips touched passion consumed them and they kissed with an intensity neither of them knew they had. Jude's hands tangled into his soft hair and his arms pulled her closer to him so no space was between their bodies. His tongue ran across her lips, asking for entrance and she opened her mouth to give him access.

Tongues dueled, and passion mounted. His kisses were a drug and Jude found herself becoming an addict to him. When the need for oxygen became too much, they broke apart, both panting and gasping. Jude realized they somehow made it to the couch and she was clueless as to how they managed to make it there. Jude forced herself to look away from his dark, hooded eyes and took a moment to recollect herself. She wanted to kiss him again, her whole body felt withdrawal from his contact, but the intensity made her heart race and she didn't know if she could survive another dose.

"Wow," Jude said between gasps. She looked back at Tommy and he wasn't looking at her. His gaze was on the floor, and realization hit her. "Tommy"

"Jude, I have a girlfriend…"

"Do you love me?" Jude asked, her voice pleading with him. His head snapped to look at her. "Do you love me?" Jude repeated, her eyes searching his for an inkling of what was going on in his head.

"Jude," he looked away, as if ashamed of himself. "You know"

"That's not going to cut it this time Quincy." She snapped. Jude scooted closer to him and held his face in her hands, forcing him to meet her gaze. "Do you love me?" She asked again. Jude could see the inner conflict going on in his soulful eyes. Please Tommy, be honest with me. I need to know. She thought, and his eyes shifted away from hers to look elsewhere in the room. Jude let her hands fall from his face and she looked away from him. Liar, liar. She thought, tears beginning to fill her eyes.