AN: Thanks to everyone who's ever read or is reading this. And thanks to everyone who's reviewed. You all rock! Just a quick note: This chapter's rated M. I decided to do another Jommy chapter, since most people love Jommy moments. So if you're underage, please don't read this. For the rest of you, here's the next chapter. As always, let me know what you think, OK? Good. And even though I still have a migraine (I get migraines every once in a while, and it's so bad that I can't even turn a light on without moaning in pain), I decided to put this up (while I'm holding an ice pack to my head). So this took a while to type up, but I'm sure you'll like it.

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Disclaimer: I wish I owned Instant Star and the characters. Then Tommy'd be all mine!

Chapter 35 – The Christening

I awoke to find Jude sleeping next to me, her limbs entwined with mine. I had my arms around her, and every part of our bodies were touching one another's so that I was still hard when I awoke. I tried to slip out of her grasp, but the second after I moved, Jude stirred and opened her eyes slowly.

"Hey Jude," I murmured. Jude smiled lazily, stretched as if to show herself off to me, and gave me a long, lingering kiss in response.

"Hey, little Tommy Q," Jude replied, smiling. We both knew she could get away with calling me that without me getting angry at her.

"Want some breakfast?" I offered, as my cell went off. I got up, rose from my bed, and checked the caller ID. It was Darius.

"D, what's up?" I said, trying to sound alert.

"You should've been down here a half-hour ago," Darius shouted. That's one way NOT to wake up, but it did work. "And where's Jude?"

"D, I'm on my way," I said. "I just need to pick Jude up first, then I'll go straight there." Then I hung up the phone, even though he was still yelling.

"Jude, come on…we gotta go down to the studio," I said, trying to shake her awake.

"Mmph," Jude mumbled into her pillow. I tugged on her sleeve, but that didn't work. So I tried my fool-proof method of waking Jude up, and it didn't include Pop-Tarts. I kissed her.

Jude instantly wrapped her arms around me and deepened our kiss. I broke away immediately, and she began to pout.

"Tommy," Jude whined. Obviously she didn't get enough the first time. I decided to humor her. I gave her the quickest long, lingering kiss I could possibly give her in under 10 seconds, and then pulled her to her feet.

"Can we go now?" I said, tossing her clothes to her. She started putting them on, as I put mine on, and we dressed in record time and flew out the door.

I drove Jude down to the studio in my Viper, blowing past every speed limit and yellow light I could. What usually took us 30 minutes to get down to the studio, I made in just under 10.

"'Bout time you showed up," Darius called as soon as we walked in. "Jude, you got anything written?"

Jude yawned, then said, "No, I can't function without Pop-Tarts."

Darius rolled his eyes, then said, "I left some in the kitchen for you. Once you're done, I want you to write a hit. You have an hour." He left Jude and I gaping in response. No one could write a hit song in under an hour. It was impossible.

"OK," Jude finally snapped back to reality, and pulled me toward the kitchen.

We talked lyrics while Jude stuffed her face, then I started playing around with different melodies to put her half-written lyrics to. Meanwhile, Jude had scribbled down the first half of the lyrics she'd written, and was busy trying to finish it up. We finished the whole thing in under 30 minutes, then did it in one take.

"Jude, you're amazing," I said in awe. Very few people could pull off what we'd managed to do in a short time, and I knew Darius would love what Jude had come up with.

"It's nothing, really. I was just…really inspired after last night," Jude said, coming closer to me. She smirked, then took my lips with her own.

"I love you," I whispered to her, as Jude's eyes shone with happiness.

"I love you too," Jude whispered back to me. I kissed her quickly, then took her hand and walked over to Darius' office.

I let go of Jude's hand once I opened his door.

"D, sorry to bother you, but here you go," I said, dropping the CD in front of him.

"What's this?" Darius wondered, looking like we couldn't have possibly finished it that fast.

"It's Jude's next hit," I said. Darius got up, put the CD in his player, and pressed play.

Jude's voice filled the room, rising and falling while emitting a full range of emotion in every syllable she sang. Darius sat transfixed, emotionless, while the song went on. As it ended, Darius got up, went over to the player, and took it out.

"So, what'd you think?" I asked, holding my breath. I saw Jude tense in anticipation.

"I think…you've got another hit," Darius finally smiled, as Jude and I let out the collective breath that we'd been holding. "Go on…take a night off…"

I glanced at Jude, grabbed her hand, and pulled out outside.

"We did it, Jude, we really did it," I said, pressing my forehead to hers.

"I couldn't have done it without you," Jude murmured back. She kissed me, and I forgot my surroundings as I felt her lips on mine.

We broke away as we heard someone coming toward us, and tried to look casual. Once the person had gone, I asked her, "Want to move into the studio? I had some extra rooms put on, in case we wanted to stay overnight."

"Yeah," Jude said, all excited. We went back to my place, where Jude packed her clothes into a suitcase, and I threw a few clothes into another. Then we drove over to the studio, and for the first time, I walked inside without any real estate agents or other people around. Just me and my Jude.

"Can we stay here tonight?" Jude asked, a glint in her eye.

"Yeah, I don't see why not," I said. "Want to christen this place?"

"Yeah, OK," Jude decided. "But we'll need a couple bottles."

"Why a couple?" I said, curious.

"You'll see," Jude said. We finished putting away our stuff, and then Jude started taking off her clothes, and it wasn't before long that I couldn't take it anymore and I took her, right there in our room. But not before she made me put on a condom. We made love several times, and I had just pulled out of her when I heard some people coming in.

"Jude, hurry!" I whispered. We got dressed as fast as we could, then came out individually, so as not to arouse suspicion. The rooms were far away from the rest of the studio, since they had their own private wing.

I went out first, and saw Kwest, Sadie, Georgia, and E.J. "Hi guys, how do you like JQ Studios?" (AN: this is just a temporary name. I couldn't come up with anything better. But if anyone has an idea of what to call it, let me know, OK?)

"It's nice. I like it," E.J. said, looking all around her. She had an eye for detail, and considered herself an expert. If she liked it, it had to be good. And of course it was good. It was better than good. It was the best. I wouldn't spend money on it if it wasn't.

"Nice place. A bit familiar, but nice," Georgia said, smiling at me. The layout was simple. There was a lounge, which was off to the main entrance, which led to the main room, which had separate recording studios placed strategically around them. The offices and private rooms each had their own wing, and were as far apart as possible to ensure privacy.

"Kwest? Sadie?" I asked them, awaiting their opinions.

"It's so cool!" Sadie squealed, as Kwest laughed. Sadie could get excited about practically anything. Then what Jude said next shocked everyone, including me.

"We've had rooms built for all of you, if you ever want to crash here. We've also made extra keys for all of you, so you can come and go as you wish. You're all in this with Tommy and me, and you've supported us since the beginning, and for that, I think I can speak for Tommy and myself when I say, 'let's get this party started!'" Jude yelled the last part as SME, Jamie, Kat, and some of their friends from school came barging in.

Speed and the SME guys took over the guitars and drums that were already set up, and they plugged in the amps and started jamming. People started dancing, Sadie was freaking out trying to find some food and drinks to set out for people in case they got hungry, and Kwest was either helping Sadie, or laughing at her as she panicked. E.J. started mingling, just like she always does, and Georgia, Jude, and I just sat back and watched.

"That's one way to christen this place," Georgia remarked, not knowing the secret glance I shared with Jude as to how we really christened it.

After a while, everyone took a break so that Jude and I could smash a bottle against the bar. Then, and only then, the place could officially be christened. Or so everyone thought.

Jude and I took center stage, smashed the bottle as everyone cheered, and the party went on. Jude glanced at me, giving me a silent signal, and we found our escape by going over to our private room, where we celebrated as only we could. Everyone was so wrapped up in the celebration that they didn't even notice us leaving. Everyone except Georgia, who'd seen us making our getaway while she was mingling.

"Guys?" Georgia called out. It was hard to hear her with the loud music, the cheering, and everyone dancing to the music or talking to one another.

"Yes, G?" I said. We froze, just like deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. Georgia tried to look stern with us, then cracked up and said, "Just make sure you're safe, OK?"

"Thanks Georgia," Jude said, slipping her hand into mine and smiling. "Tommy always does."

"I guess there's nothing left to say, then," Georgia said, as Jude tugged on my hand and pulled me toward our room. I was going to show her the night of her life. And where we left off was just the beginning…

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