thanks for the reviews! i'm sorry i left it at a cliffhanger, but you should know, that's sort of my thing. I don't know why, but i guess i just like to keep the reader anticipating. haha. at least they aren't incredibly horrible ones! lol.

i'd also like to say, that i'm trying to cram as much into these parts as i can. i don't want this "episode" to have like sixteen parts, and the rest like three or four or something. so i'm trying. i guess it's safe to say that this is an hour long episode! haha.

anyway. enjoy. a bit of filler, but if i add anymore, you'll have a definite cliffhanger. so i thought i'd be nice, and leave it here so you won't have to deal with that anymore. (:

Tommy woke up and yawned. He walked to the bathroom and got into the shower. He got dressed and looked in the mirror. His face looked the same, but his heart didn't. He sighed and tried to not think about what had happened the night before, knowing that if he did, his mood would sour very quickly. He was going to try to just forget about it altogether.

He grabbed his leather jacket, and walked out the door. He didn't really feel like driving to work, probably because the radio would no doubt be teeming with love songs, and that was the last thing he wanted to hear right now. He walked down the streets, in the crisp cool air. He walked quickly so he could get to work. Not that he was in any sort of hurry; Karma wasn't really the easiest artist he's worked with. But he just wanted to get there and get busy so he could take his mind off of things. The busier he was, the better things would be for him.

He wasn't really thinking about much, he was mainly spacing out. And that is exactly the reason he didn't see the shop owner carrying a bunch of magazines inside. He walked directly into the shop owner, causing 40 or so magazines to go flying up into the air. Both Tommy and the shop owner just kind of stood and watched as the magazines hit the ground.

"Aw, come on man!" said the angry shop owner.

"Oh, I'm so sorry dude," said Tommy sincerely. "Here let me help you." Tommy started to reach down to pick them up, and saw the covers. They all had him and Jude smiling and laughing, and cuddling, and having their heads together, around a giant picture of them about to kiss. Tommy froze in his half bent position. Anger flooded through his veins as the memories of last night flooding back into his brain. Despite his careful attempts this morning at guarding his thoughts, it didn't matter anymore. Seeing these pictures of him and Jude plastered all over the concrete made him relive everything from the night before. His jaw clenched in angry. He stood up and looked around, fixed his jacket and kept walking.

"Hey man! Thanks for the help," said the shop owner sarcastically.

Tommy ignored him and kept walking. Not only was his brain subject to thinking about it again, but also now everyone in the country knew about his little run in with Jude, and he was bound to hear about it when he got in to G Major.

He stormed into G Major in an angry huff. Just like he predicted, Darius was making a B line straight to him. It was like Darius had been waiting for him, "What is this?" he asked shoving a copy of the magazine in Tommy's face. Tommy took one looked at it, crumpled it, and threw it at Darius. He his face was stone was he turned and walked away. Darius just stood there. He couldn't believe Tommy had just done that. Nobody, especially Tommy, disrespected Darius like that. Tommy knew it, but he most definitely didn't care.

"Hey, Tommy, get back here!" he called after. But Tommy ignored him too. Tommy pushed his way through all the people and finally found Karma sitting on the couch pouting, as per usual. He grabbed her arm and pulled her up. "Let's go." he said. He started walking to the studio.

"Excuse me. But that's no way to treat-" she started.

Tommy whirled around, "Karma... I'm so sick your pity party. So just shut up, get in the studio, and make me a hit!" he said before ripping open the door to the sound booth.

Karma stood there stunned, and then walked into the studio quickly, "What song?" she asked meekly. She could tell by the fearful look in her eyes that he was scaring her. And he probably had gone too far, but he didn't care. Karma had been getting on his last nerve lately, and he wasn't going to deal with her crap today, not with everything else he was dealing with.

"I don't care. Do what you want," he said angrily flopping down on the rolling chair that was present. "Not that that is any different from normal." he said.

She looked offended and crossed her arms just as Darius stormed in, "Tommy, in my office now!" he shouted before walking out.

Tommy glared at the door and let his breath out in an angry huff. He composed his features as much as he could to hide all the emotions he was feeling inside. Tommy tried as hard as he could to ignore the sideways glances, and hushed whispers behind the magazine that caused all this, and walked towards Darius' office taking slow breaths trying to calm down.

"Who do you think you are?" said Darius angrily. "Comin' in here like that. Throwing things and yelling at your artists?"

"Ever since she had to move, she's been a complete diva. I'm tired of it D," he explained as he sat down in one of the chairs.

"I asked you a simple question, and you threw a magazine at me," he said angrily.

Tommy sat there quietly. "I'm sorry D," he said.

Darius pursed his lips, "Uh huh. Whatever. I want an answer to my question. It seems that I've already got it, but I want to know." he said.

Tommy sighed and looked away, "Jude's in town." he said.

"Obviously," said Darius sarcastically. He then waiting in silence. Tommy stared back defiantly, and when he did, Darius' expression became more threatening.

Tommy sighed, "I went to visit her, and we went for a drive. We were having fun, and then it all fell to crap." he said plainly. 'As usual,' he added in his head. He should have known. He gave a defiant sigh again, as if to say, 'you got what you wanted out of me, now what?'.

Darius watched Tommy, "Go home," he said.

Tommy looked confused, "What? Why?" he asked.

Darius rolled his eyes, "It obvious you can't work when you're upset like this. So I'm giving you the day off. Go home, go talk to her, go do something. Just make sure that when you come in tomorrow, you have a smiling face. And leave your personal life at home." he said with finality.

Tommy nodded, knowing that this conversation was over and there would be no arguing, not that he'd want to argue this anyway. Work was that last place he wanted to be right now. Standing up, he walked out the door and out of the craziness that G Major was.

He walked along the streets, and found the nearby wooded area where he and Jude used to cuddle. He sat down on a log and opened up his phone and texted Jude, "We need to talk," he said aloud as he typed in the letters. He sent the message and closed the phone. He sighed and looked around the woods.

This was torture. He tried to push the thoughts away, but they wouldn't budge. So he gave in; welcomed them. The evening had been going so well. It was so easy to spend time with Jude and it was something that he'd definitely forgotten. Lately he spent most of his time with Karma, much to his dislike. She was no easy task to deal with. But with Jude, it was different. The way they laughed, and talked, and just looked at each other, he could tell that whatever was between them before the breakup was still there. Whether Jude liked it or not, no matter how hard she had obviously tried to suppress those feelings, he knew that that had come up for her last night, too.

His phone beeped loudly in his pocket pulling out of his reverie. He pulled it out and flipped it open. He read the harsh words from Jude's text and snapped it shut. She just wouldn't quit with this would she? Why'd he have to give her that damn ultimatum last night? If he didn't, they could be hanging out right now, granted, he would still be a bit perturbed by all the magazines in his face, but he could get over it. Maybe. So why'd he have to go make her choose something like that? And then he really thought about it. If he hadn't, they would be hanging out now, sure, but at what cost of his own? He cared too much about her, and that would have hurt far too much. He sighed, standing up. He knew it was time to pay a visit to someone that might just understand, regardless of the fact that they weren't the best of friends. He would just have to make do with the awkwardness.

"Hi... Tommy... What are you doing here?" asked Jamie.

Tommy shrugged, "I dunno..." This was going to more awkward than he feared. "D gave me the day off. Can I come in?" he asked.

Jamie looked at him quizzically, "Uh, yeah sure." he said stepping aside so he could walk in.

Tommy walked past Jamie and into the basement. He was surprised because he figured Spied would be there, or Zeppelin, but no one was there. "Where is everyone?" he asked as he sat down on the couch.

Jamie shrugged, "Zeppelin's visiting her mom for a few days, and Spiederman's tending to Karma." he said.

Tommy nodded, "Ah, I see." A tense silence developed as they just sat there looking around the room. They never really had much in common, other than Jude, so this was going to be hard.

Jamie sat down on a chair, "So, I thought you hated me. Why do you come here of all places when D gives you the day off?" he asked breaking the silence with the skepticism that was so plainly written on his face. He knew there had to be some strange reason that Tom Quincy was sitting here in his basement, trying to strike up conversation.

Tommy cursed silently in his head. He hadn't thought that Jamie would cut to the chase that quickly. He was hoping for a bit more sissy footing around the subject, and was going to ease into it. But he was left with no other options now. "Jude..." he conceded quietly.

Jamie rolled his eyes, "Ah," he said. "Why am I not surprised." In true Tommy/Jude fashion, there was already drama. Go figure. Jamie was obviously bored with the subject already, but still proceeded to blame Tommy, since it was usually his fault. That and Jude was a drama queen. "What'd you do this time?" he asked. Tommy could see the accusatory glance that Jamie gave him and it hit a nerve, but he tried to keep his cool.

"Me? It's not me. It hasn't been me since New Brunswick!" he said defensively. "I needed someone to talk to about it. Someone that might understand, and you're the only one I could think of." he said with a pleading look. He wasn't going to beg, but Jamie was his last hope for peace of mind.

Jamie nodded and stared at Tommy, "Uh... okay... So what happened?"

Tommy leaned back and slowly relived the details of yesterday. He told Jamie everything. How she hadn't called, or told him that she was around. How they went for a drive. How he went to kiss her and she shut him down. It hurt having to relive the moments, yet again, but it felt good actually talking about it, rather than just scrutinizing every detail in his brain.

Jamie just sat and nodded, "I see. Well, I think she's kind of anti-Tommy right now." he said. "Maybe you should just give her some time." He was determined to remain as objective as possible, that much was obvious.

"She'll be leaving in 5 days!" he said exasperatedly.

"Okay, I know... But maybe she needs a day or so," said Jamie.

Jamie was right. If he just left Jude alone, and then called her in the morning everything would be fine. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and felt a piece of paper. He pulled it out and looked at it. Inspiration washed over him, as he gazed at the song he'd written last night. "Okay... So... can I borrow your sound system for a bit?" he asked.

Jamie smiled and nodded, "Mi studio, es su studio," he said. "Need any help?"

Tommy smiled, "Sure." he said. He was glad that they were actually getting along for once. Jamie handed Tommy a guitar before Tommy went into the studio.

Since he had already written the words, he and Jamie played around with different chord arrangements and progressions until they finally got it right. After a half hour, at Tommy's nod, Jamie pressed the record button, and Tommy started to play.

Ooooohhh yea ooooh yea
If the heart is always searching,
Can you ever find a home?
I've been looking for that someone,
I can't make it on my own.
Dreams can't take the place of loving you,
There's gotta be a million reasons why it's true.

[chorus]
When you look me in the eyes,
And tell me that you love me.
Everything's alright,
When you're right here by my side.
When you look me in the eyes,
I catch a glimpse of heaven.
I find my paradise,
When you look me in the eyes.

How long will I be waiting,
To become a better man?
Gonna tell you that I love you,
In the best way that I can.
I can't take a day without you here,
You're the light that makes my darkness disappear.

[chorus]

Every day, I start to realize,
I can reach my tomorrow,
I can hold my head high,
And it's all because you're by my side.

[chorus x2]

Jamie smiled, "Good. That's was good." he said over the intercom.

Tommy smiled, "Thanks man," he said, feeling like he had accomplished something. A huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

the song is when you look me in the eyes by the jonas brothers.