Chapter 5: Tuesday Mornings

Jude POV G-Major

"Here we are," I said turning off the engine to my pimped out mustang, courtesy of Darius.

"Thank G-d!" Sadie yelled throwing the door open.

Hearing her heels click on the pavement, I realized I should be insulted by her excitement to leave. So while slamming my door shut I hollered…

"What's that supposed to mean?!?" She puts her arm around my shoulder.

"You may have gotten better since you were 16, but you still haven't mastered the art form that is driving." I put my head down. Because yeah, as frustrating as it is, she's right. "Besides this giddy attitude you have going on out of nowhere had you going down the road like a mad woman! There's no way being out of school could've made you this happy."

::shrug::

"Dad said I could stay here so I could pick up a certain someone from the airport."

"Oh my G-d! MOM! Jude, why did…" Sadie stopped abruptly. I suppose my sudden mood swing didn't go unnoticed. Leave it to Sadie to bring me out of my happiness. Even if it was accidental. "Oh Jude, I'm sorry. I just got my hopes up ::sigh:: Well, if it's not mom, then…" Cue that pesky light bulb again. "TOMMY'S COMING BACK TODAY?!?"

My smug smile returns, and her scowl has now arrived. I guess she's still a little upset about their break-up. But who can blame her? I mean, I'd probably be the same way. Oh wait, I am, ha. I haven't talked to Shay in wow, I think over a year now. Kudos to Sadie for how she handles herself when it comes to a cheating ex, even if he didn't really cheat on her. Stop rambling to myself, change the subject immediately!

"Tell ya what Sades. Since I seemed to scare you earlier with my driving, and I'm leaving you car-less in the afternoon, how about I buy you that lovely espresso machine you were eying a few weeks ago?" I see her lips start to curl into a smile. Mission accomplished!

"Sounds good I guess. Besides that gives me an extra reason to talk to Kwest today." She looks all dreamy. She has my attention.

"Kwest?" An even bigger smile is on her face if that's even possible.

"Yeah. I like him, and I'm pretty sure he likes me too." I can so picture them together.

"Awe Sadie! That's too cute! You should totally go for it!"

"I think I will. But slow this time, to make sure I get it right. Kwest deserves that."

"So do you Sades," I said with a wink, and then sauntered off to Kwest to tell him our boy was coming home and maybe get some dirt on him and Sadie.

I peaked into studio C, and spotted my target.

"Oh Kwe-est!" I said in a sing-song voice. "Guess who's coming home this afternoon?"

"Tommy." He says not even looking up. Whoa! How come he's not as happy as I am?

"What's wrong? I thought you'd be happy he's coming back so soon." I voiced my exact thoughts, go figure.

"I am. ::sigh:: Kind of."

"Care to elaborate?"

"He left because Leslie passed away."

"His sister." I said with a solemn tone that matched his.

"Yeah. He called me yesterday after the funeral. I don't know he didn't just tell me!" He went from sad, to pissed off in two seconds flat. I don't think I've ever seen him do that before.

"Did you know her very well?"

"Listen Jude, I don't really wanna talk about it anymore." He's rubbing his temples. Poor guy, he looks awful. "Umm… Tommy's brother is coming home with him, and I'm sure you want to talk with Tom alone. Do you want me to go to the airport with you? I'll take Dane and you can take Tom?"

"I guess. The airport's forty minutes away. Tom's, um, their flight lands at 3:15. We should leave around 2:30. So, I'll just see you out front. Bye Kwest!"

I bolted out of the room without waiting for confirmation from him. The atmosphere, was just, ugh, I couldn't take it anymore. I mean what's going on? By a simple visit, that was supposed to be happy and cheery, I have a ton more questions then I already had about Tommy's life.

I mean, who in the hell ever mentioned a brother? And said his brother coming home with him? And I know Kwest has known him for ten years, but why react this way?

Everyone is just such a mystery. Sometimes I don't think I'll ever understand anyone, especially the man of mystery himself, Tommy Quincy.

Tommy POV Somewhere in the Skies

You'd think I'd be used to it by now, but I'm not. I despise flying. Being in first class doesn't help the situation either. I know the plane isn't gonna crash, and that I'm more likely to get into a car accident, but at every sign of turbulence, I still feel the urge to scream and cry. G-d I can be a wuss.

"So Tom, do you want me to fill you in on what I've found so far?" Dane talks! He's been watching the movies the flight selected for the past few hours.

"I still can't believe that you found out enough information in two days that leads you back to Toronto." I said a little sceptically. It is hard to believe. I mean, just the other day he was babbling about receipts and now we have legitimate information.

"I work fast, what can I say? Besides it doesn't hurt that Monica works at a police station and Darren is so careless."

"Monica?"

"Ehh… she's just this girl I've been seeing on and off for a while. Can we please just stay on track for once?"

I put my hands up defensively. "Hey, you're the one that brought it up man. But go ahead and tell me what you got."

"Well first things first, the private eye's name is Richard Walken…"

"Like Richard Walken, our old neighbor when we were kids? Who would've thought he'd turn out to be a private eye? He was such a klutz as a kid." Oops. I'm supposed to stay on topic.

"Duh Tom. How many other Richard Walken's have you heard of?" Someone's touchy. "Can I continue now?" I just nod my head.

"Ok. Well, the first payment that was ever wired to Toronto was about two months ago to Richard. Ever since then, calls have been going back and forth from Rich to Darren. Monica also found that they were both travelling back and forth. The last time Darren was in Toronto was exactly one week before Leslie's accident. That's what made me want to come to Toronto. I don't have much on the receipts yet."

"Wow. I thought you were joking. That's a decent start I suppose. I just don't know what he could've been looking for. Or what could've even happened that would make him start all of this. It's unbelievable." Far-fetched even.

"Anyway. Let's take a break from the seriousness. It gives me a head ache after a while. Tell me what I've missed out on since I've been in Montana. It's hard to keep up with you Canadian super stars when you're in America," he said on a chuckle. Our conversations take such huge swings its ridiculous.

"Nothing much really. I'm pretty much doing the same thing I was doing the last time you were around. I'm still producing at G-Major, hanging with Kwest, and attempting to stay out of trouble." Hmmm…..what else? "Oh, Darius runs G-Major now, and he made me a VP."

"Sounds like you're still doing well as always. You still with that girl? What was her name…Sandy?"

"Pft. Close. Sadie and no. Things have been over for quite some time now."

"You don't seem too bummed." Ha, he has no idea. "Wait. You have someone else already, don't you?"

"Well, sort of. I don't really want to talk about it. Don't wanna jinx it, ya know?"

"Will all passengers please return their chairs and trays to the upright positions, and buckle their seat belts. We are now preparing for landing at the Toronto International Airport," came the stewardess' voice. Ah, the sweetest words I've heard all day!

Yes! Only ten more minutes until that beautiful blonde is back in my arms.