AN: OMG, you guys totally rock! I was so not expecting any reviews for what I just did, but I still got some! YAY! OK, now on to the special ANS (should I keep this section?):

jcriminal714, I totally agree. The only question, though, is how do I do it?

Shannon, that's a good idea, but that'd be too similar to Season 3. Plus I just came up with something (I hope you don't hate me for always turning down your ideas. Tell you what though, the next one you come up with, I'll try to work in. How's that? Let me know, OK?)

scott4eva, you got it. This one's for you (OK, they're for everyone else, too :o)!)

Chloe, I'm glad you liked it. Here's another one. Let me know if you like it (or not). This could all just be a dream. Or maybe a nightmare (lol)!

Tanya, interesting plot twist. I was thinking about writing somethinglike that.

OK, if I haven't bored you enough yet (does anyone actually read these AN's?),I decided to do this inTommy's POV (I'll switch back to Jude's POV later). Andeven though it'sreally short,it's all I could come up with for now. I'll try to make it longer next time. I hope you like this!

Chapter 20: Chaz's Revenge

"You'll see," Chaz vowed. Those were the only words he would utter, so I got bored and left.

The next few days passed with no word from Chaz. Then one day, as I was ready to head out to lunch, the phone rang.

"Tommy here," I said, sitting back down and propping my legs up on the soundboard.

"Hey T, it's all set up. Just meet Nicole down by that nice little French café down by the riverwalk."

"I don't know, man. She always did have a thing for ocean views." I said. Maybe it was because she always wanted to travel with us when we were touring. Usually, an ocean was the only thing separating her from us.

"Gotta love Nicole," Chaz said, chuckling to himself. "Anyways, man, you gotta go, before you're late."

"Man, I can't believe you bailed her out so fast. How'd that happen?" I was still puzzled about it.

"Connections, T. It's all about connections," Chaz hung up. Since when did he have more connections than me? I was still famous, even after 8 years of not being in the spotlight anymore. Everyone knew me. And I mean everyone.

I glanced at my watch even as I cruised out the door. Damn, he's right. I guess I'd better get this over with.

I got to the restaurant as fast as I could, and parked the car myself, even though there was a valet waiting to park it for me.

I laughed softly to myself, thinking, "Oh yeah, I've still got it. And if you've got it, flaunt it" as I watched the valet's envious expression.

I walked in with the typical Tommy swagger, and was instantly seated at Nicole's table.

"Hey, did you miss me?" I said, as huskily as I could.

"What's with you, Tommy? I thought you were all up into little Miss Temper Tantrum. You know how she gets when she can't get what she wants," Nicole scowled, which made her look mean and nasty.

My POV: When did Nicole get so bitchy? Oh yeah, it was probably those years that I abandoned her when she was dying for my attention.

"Course not, Nikki, you know you're the only one for me," I lied through my teeth. Since I'd been in the spotlight, I'd learned how to lie and get away with it, even when I was lying to my closest friends and family members. Years of practice, and I still hadn't lost my touch.

"Aww, really?" Nicole brightened. Damn, that girl was gullible. Even Jude wouldn't have fallen for it. But Jude knew me well, sometimes even better than I knew myself.

"Course, girl. You'd know I'd do anything for you," I laid it on thick, because I had to sound convincing.

"You're too sweet," Nicole smiled. She looked at me, then looked shyly down. Was this another of her games? Was she really that gullible? There was only one way to find out.

"Hey, let's go to a movie after this, my treat," I offered, secretly hoping that she'd take the bait.

"OK," Nicole nodded agreeably, as she took my hand in hers.

We talked some more while we ate, and I was this close to finding out why Nicole was so cruel. It was years and years of pent-up jealousy, since I was always on the news with some girl on my arm, or in newspapers and magazines with rumors written in the headlines: Tommy Q finds love with another girl…Two Unidentified girls fight over little Tommy Q…Tommy Q leaves another girl heartbroken…

My thoughts were interrupted as I saw the door to the restaurant open.

"Tommy?" Sadie stood next to our table, crossing her arms and looking down at Nicole with the utmost loathing. "What is she doing here?"

"Sadie, this isn't what you think," I said, as I realized Sadie's anger.

"Sadie, come on, our table's this way," Jude said, before she saw Nicole sitting there. Instantly, Jude's face turned white, then red, as her anger got the better of her.

"YOU!" Jude lunged at Nicole, as Nicole threw up her hands to defend herself. The table tipped over as plates, glasses, and utensils crashed to the floor, clattering with a great noise.

"Jude, stop it," I shouted at her, knowing my efforts to restrain her were useless. Jude had launched herself on Nicole and started pummeling her as hard and fast as she could.

"Auggghhh!" Nicole cried, as I tried prying Jude off of Nicole. The manager came running over, shouting, "Mon Dieu! Sors d'ici tout de suite! (My God! Get out of here right now!)!"

He said this as he tried to push us out the door, and as I took a look back into the restaurant, I saw him standing there with a red face, shaking his fist in the air and yelling in rapid French, as all of the other people in the restaurant were watching, their mouths hanging open and their utensils dropping from their grasp, their meals temporarily ignored.

The other people continued to openly stare at us, even as the still struggling Jude was trying to hurt Nicole and had her fingers tangled up in Nicole's hair. Nicole whimpered in pain as Jude kept tugging, and the four of us were ushered out. The door slammed behind us, and Jude went wild. She tried to tackle Nicole, ram her into the side of a building, and fend both me and Sadie off from interfering.

My POV: Jude's one amazing girl. Once she makes up her mind about something, there's no changing it. But since I don't want this leaking to the press…

"OK, girls, that's enough," I said in my best authoritative voice. Both of them ignored me as Nicole tried to fight back.

"Hey, not so fast," I said, easily grabbing Nicole's hand before it came in contact with Jude's face.

"She started it," Nicole pointed at Jude, just as Jude pointed at her.

"OK, Nicole, you come with me. Jude, you go with Sadie," I suggested, turning my back. I think Nicole smirked or stuck her tongue out at Jude, which set her off again and I heard a "JUDE, NOOOO!" from Sadie, who was grunting from trying to hold her back. I pulled Nicole away from Jude and Sadie, and walked around the corner so that we could talk in private.

What I didn't notice is that someone was watching the whole time. Someone who muttered, "Soon, Jude. Soon you'll be mine."

AN: Should I continue? Review if you want me to keep going! Or if this is getting too predictable/boring for you.