AN: Hey everyone (who's still reading). I'm soooo sorry for not posting earlier. I really am. But I'm back now (at least for the moment), and here's the next chapter. Enjoy!

Special ANs:

To everyone who's reviewed the last chapter, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!!!! Your reviews mean a lot to me! Please keep reviewing, OK? Thanks!

AN #2: OK, this is more of a request than an AN, but I have this writing assignment that's due pretty soon, and I have no idea how to write it. It's supposed to be 500 words in length, and I'm supposed to describe a favorite place remembered from my childhood (as if I were writing from a child's perspective). It's not supposed to be a story, but more of an exercise in setting a scene, which for some reason I'm having an impossible time doing. Maybe it's because it's nonfiction? I don't know. But I do have to include what I like about this favorite place, and make it more vivid by using words that'll evoke all five human senses of smell, taste, sight, touch, and hearing. I was going to write about my backyard, which has a forest in it (and even a family of deer that lived there), but how much can anyone write about that? So if any of you can help me, that would be awesome! Or at least give me a few suggestions or ideas? Thanks so much!

Previously:

I was busy locking lips with my girl, and we'd just come inside what we thought was our room, when a startled Jamie and Patsy shrieked before covering themselves.

"Tommy!"

"Jamie!"

"Jude?"

"Patsy?"

"OMG! Someone please kill me!"

"I can't believe this is happening!"

"What are you doing here?"

Chapter 12 – A New Addition

"OMG!!!!" I exclaimed, still stunned at what I saw. Patsy glared at me as she shoved Jamie off her, and Jude let out a small giggle.

"It's not funny," I pouted, knowing I could be on the front cover of Solid for not being able to control my employees' sexual appetites.

"Relax, Tommy Q," Patsy drawled, now fully clothed as Jamie was putting on the last of his clothes.

"Patsy, Jamie, I think you'd better go before Tommy here busts something," Jude said, noting the warning gleam in my eyes. She shoved them outside and said, "You OK?"

"After what I just saw?" I tried to be mad, but I couldn't help myself. I burst out laughing at the mismatched couple.

"Tommy, do you think we'd have a better time at home?" Jude suggested, and I was quick to answer.

"Come on," I said, about to pull Jude with me, but she was already out the door.

We got back home as fast as we could, but it was hard to concentrate on the road with Jude touching me every few seconds. It was all I could do to keep from pulling over and attacking her right there in the car.

As soon as we got inside, we rushed into the nearest room, and started taking off our clothes as quickly as possible. I fastened my mouth on Jude's, grabbing her and pulling her as close as I could. Jude moaned, and pulled me closer to her.

Pretty soon, we were making out, and Jude was on top, so she lowered herself onto me. She moved up and down, moaning in pleasure, as I guided her hips toward mine.

While we were in the middle of our lovemaking, Jude gasped, but it wasn't because of what I was doing to her.

"TOMMY!" Jude pulled my hair as I felt something wet on my lower half.

"Jude, girl, what is it?" I said, rolling away and sitting up. Jude's eyes were wide, and she struggled to speak.

"I- I think my water just broke!" Jude said.

"OMG!" I said, beginning to panic. Then I remembered Jude's parents were home.

"MOM! DAD! GET IN HERE NOW! JUDE'S HAVING HER BABY!" I yelled, as soon as I'd gotten myself and Jude dressed.

A second later, my parents and Jacques came in. My mother was hysterical, happy that she was soon going to be a grandmother. She began tossing some of Jude's clothes in a suitcase. My dad was in shock, not being able to move. Jacques was so happy, he was crying that he couldn't believe I was going to be a father. Neither could I.

"Tommy, don't just stand there. Do something!" My mother ordered. She turned to my dad and said, "You too, honey." Then she pulled a napkin from thin air and said, "Jacques, stop bawling. It's almost like you're a dad again." Then she said to Jude, "Men. They're the emotional ones. And they're not even giving birth. Come on dear, let's get you to hospital."

Eventually the 5 of us left the house and drove to the hospital. My mom called Chris, Monique, Sadie, Kwest, E.J., and Georgia. She didn't let SME know, because they'd probably scare our kid.

"Pregnant rock star about to deliver!" Monique yelled as soon as we got there and inside the hospital. "And she wants strawberry Pop-Tarts, stat!"

Some of the nurses smiled and rolled Jude to the delivery room. Pop-Tarts were found, and given to Jude (and Monique), and Sadie and I were let in, since we were immediate family.

A few hours later, the doctor came out.

"Doctor, how's Jude? Is the baby OK?" Monique said anxiously. She couldn't wait to meet her new niece or nephew.

"Jude's fine. The baby's fine. Congratulations, it's a…"

AN: Ha ha ha, I know, I'm evil. But I couldn't decide whether it should be Little Tommy Q Jr., or another little Jude/Avril. So I'm leaving it up to you. Is it a boy? Or is it a girl? You tell me. And I'll gladly take ideas for names too. Bring 'em on!