The One With…A Child?! ((Ten Votes))

Full Summary: ((Follows Instant Star story line)) Tom finally realizes that after three long years he can't live without Jude; but how will he feel when Jude doesn't answer the door, but a three year old boy does. And the boy just happens to be an even littler lil' Tommy Q. ((Jommy))

Tom Quincy; not many people can say they have done as much as he has; ex boy bander, middle school drop out, famous producer, been married, been divorced, fell in love, and then he became the stupid, stupid man who left the girl he loved, and his practically perfect life. Tommy gathered his bags from the trunk of the cab. He handed the man a 50 dollar bill and mumbled keep the change. He turned around as he heard the cab pull away behind him; he looked up at the house before him. It was a pretty suburban-looking home, made of brick, windows on both the first and second floor, a red door to match the red shutters surrounding the windows, Tommy couldn't help but think home when he looked at it.

3 years, 3 long years he has been gone trying to get over the fact that he was in fact in love with a younger girl. But the truth is, that girl was more experienced and had more knowledge than anyone gave her credit for.

As Tommy approached the house he raised his hand to ring the doorbell but stopped, memories suddenly washed over him and his hand dropped. Is he really doing the right thing? Was he worth Jude's love? Is she happy without him?

Flashback-The Night He Left ((Different from Date With The Night))

Tommy was on his way to his supposed-to-be dinner with Jude but he was over 2 and a half hours late. 'Damn it!' he cursed as he came to yet another red light. It's like everything was against him tonight. When he pulled up to the restaurant he looked around and asked the maitre de but everyone had said she left. She wasn't there.

Tommy decided to go check out the chrome cat, he was leaving and for some reason he had a feeling she went there instead of home. When Tommy pulled up, Jude's baby blue mustang was in fact parked in front of the old beat up building.

He got up to the rehearsal space and looked around, she wasn't there either, then where the hell was she?

Then he remembered this wasn't the chrome cat, he was on the right floor this time; when they got stuck they were on the wrong floor. He took the elevator down a level and saw Jude's backpack blocking the door from closing and locking her inside.

When he squeezed through the door, managing not to make it squeak, he saw Jude sitting at the piano, just seeming to stare into space. She looked so dazed he was sort of afraid to approach her, but he did anyway. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder and she spun around surprised. "Oh my god, don't do that…have you seen the neighborhood? I thought I was going to get murdered…"

Tom couldn't help but laugh at how exaggerated she was acting. "Calm down Jude, it's just me. Listen, about tonight…"

"Why did you do it?"

"About missing it, I'm sor--"

"Why would you ask me out? Especially if you weren't gonna show up. I feel really stupid, but that actually meant something to me, I guess not to you. So why are you here? To apologize? Well don't, I really don't wanna hear it, just leave me alone unless it has something to do with my music okay?"

Tommy couldn't believe she thought all of this, how could she say that this date meant nothing to him? It meant the world, and he was here to apologize, but seriously; not because he wanted to see her squirm…although he wouldn't complain about that…okay bad thoughts.

Jude turned back to the piano and very slowly, eerily, started playing Liar Liar with her right hand. Tom sat down next to her on her left side and started playing the other part with his left hand. Jude looked at him, "What do you want Tommy?"

They both stopped playing and he looked into Jude's eyes. "I need to leave, Jude. I don't want to but I have to…"

Tom couldn't look at her anymore, he stood up and began to head toward the door. Jude jumped up, astounded. "Tommy! I didn't mean what I said! You can't leave! You can't leave me!"

She grabbed onto his arm and he stopped walking, he looked at her sadly, "Jude, I really don't want to go but I have to…" He put a hand on her cheek; "I—"

"I love you!" She blurted. She put a hand over her mouth, regretting the words that had just came out of it. Tommy smiled and stroked her cheek.

"I—"

"Sorry, th-that was uncalled for. I didn't mean it…" Jude turned around and started to head back to the piano.

This time Tommy stopped her by grabbing her arm. "Jude, if you would just let me finish!"

Jude turned around and looked at him with tears in her eyes. When she realized the moisture building up behind her eyes she looked down, refusing to meet his eyes. Her arms were wrapped securely around her own torso, but Tommy raised his hands and ran them up and down her arms from her shoulder to her bent elbow. "I love you…too." Jude looked into his eyes and saw him smiling genualy. She leaned up and kissed him. "In that case…I meant what I said." Tommy smiled and kissed her again.

Suddenly something his Tommy like 4 and a half tons of bricks. He pulled away quickly, "Jude, I still need to leave." Jude took a step back, wrapping her arms around herself again, "When's your plane leave? Or when do you need to go?"

"I should leave tonight…" Jude nodded sadly. "But I can probably spare tonight…" he continued. Jude looked up with a little more happiness in her eyes. "Then we should probably use the time that we have left." With that Jude walked back over to him and kissed him, harder this time.

Tommy pulled away and looked at her confused, "What? A-are you sure? Jude I am still going to need to leave…"

Jude nodded sadly again, "I know…god Quincy will you stop bringing that up?" she asked in a joking matter but Tom could tell she was still upset by the way she bit her lower lip and avoided eye contact. As Tommy was studying her face she suddenly looked back up at him and kissed him again. This time Tommy responded. They made their way to the couch and Tommy hovered over her.

A Few Hours Later

Both of them were sweaty and out of breath. Tommy looked over at Jude and stroked her cheek. She turned her head and looked at him, "Hey" she whispered. "Hey, how do you feel?"

"Amazing…" Jude breathed.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you…" Jude looked at him confused.

"What are you talking about Quincy?"

"Well usually it hurts the first time…"

Jude raised her eyes brows at him, "Quincy…this isn't my first time…"

Tommy suddenly got angry, "What the hell do you mean?! Who have you slept with?!"

Jude sat up on the couch and wrapped the blanket around her, "Shay and Spied…" She whispered as she watched him get dressed again. When he started toward the door Jude was filled with sudden rage too, "Yeah like you are some saint! Who do you think you are, Father Tommy?!"

Tommy ignored her and kept walking. When he was out the door Jude sighed and started to cry. She most likely will never see him again and he left angry. Great.

End Flashback

Tommy shook his head and dropping his hand. Should he really be coming back here to talk to her after all of this?

'God, Tom, Just Do it already!' He yelled at himself.

Tommy raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door. He clamped his eyes shut when he heard the door open. When he finally opened his eyes he didn't come face to face with Jude. He actually came face to face with no one. Then he looked down and saw a little boy staring up at him confused. The boy had blonde hair, just like Jude's. He had strong cheek bones and blue eyes. The boy looked about three. 'Three?!' Tommy thought to himself. 'Wait, blue eyes. Those aren't Jude's eyes. Those are mine…'

The boy continued to look up at Tommy confused. They broke eye contact when they heard someone coming down the stairs. Jude was coming down the stares looking more beautiful then ever. She was looking down because she was tying a ribbon that was on her shirt. "Okay Stephen get your stuff…" The boy didn't move and inch. Jude finally looked up and locked eyes with Tommy. Her jaw dropped.

Jude quickly regained her composure and grabbed Stephen's arm pulling him into the small hallway. Tommy was right there so he could still hear and see them. Jude got down on her knees so she was at the child's level. "Stephen, how many times do I have to tell you not to open the door unless I am right here. You never know who is there. Like right now," They turned toward Tommy and Jude pointed to him, "Do you know who he is?" The boy nodded. Jude looked at him confused. "Who is he then?" Stephen giggled and ran into the living room, coming back with a big book in his hands. He opened it after setting it on the floor and pointed to a picture of Jude and Tommy smiling at G-Major. "Cry…" was all Stephen said.

Jude looked over Stephen's shoulder and smiled sadly at the picture. "Cry? Honey we are smiling…"

Stephen looked over at Jude and pointed to her. "Cry." He said again. Jude understood now. She cried over Tommy. Jude sighed and scooped Stephen up, "I love you…" She kissed his neck and he giggled, wrapping his tiny, chubby arms around her neck also. "I love you too…Bye bye now?" Jude looked at him smiling. "Yes, Uncle Mason will be here to take you Bye Bye soon. Now go get your stuff."

She put Stephen back on the ground and he ran off happily. He ran up the stairs to his room but soon sneaked back down sitting on the top step clutching his stuffed duck ((the stuffed teddy bear is soo overrated)) and sucked his thumb listening to Jude and Tommy's conversation.

Tommy took a small step into the house, just to get out of the doorway. "So, he's beautiful."

Jude nodded as she wrapped her arms around herself in her normal nervous fashion. "Yeah he is…"

Tommy hesitantly took another step closer, "I never heard him call you Mommy, or Aunt Jude for that matter. Care to tell me what's going on?"

Jude opened her mouth to speak but the doorbell rang. Jude squeezed past Tommy through the hallway and made her way to the front door. Stephen ran down the stairs and threw the door open. "Uncle Mason!" The little boy yelled.

"Stephen King!" ((When Stephen was younger Stephen loved to play castle and Mason gave him the nickname Stephen King knowing the name sounded familiar but he didn't realized until later that it was the author)) Stephen ran into his uncles arms and Mason placed his cowboy hat on the young boy and the threw him up in the hair, playing 'airplane'.

Jude smiled at the two. "Hey Mase…" Jude said. He walked over to her and kissed her cheek. Finally noticing Tommy standing behind her, he almost dropped Stephen. "Uncle Mason!" The boy yelled again. Mason looked at the boy in his arms, "Sorry Buddy, that was a close one…" Jude handed Mason a dinosaurs backpack, "Here are his toys and stuff. Thanks Mase. See you later sweets."

"I love you…" Stephen wrapped his arms around Jude again.

"Love you to babe. See you later…"

"Bye Bye!"

Jude waved and blew a kiss at Mason showing him that she will be alright. "I'll call you later Mason."

He nodded, "Good to see you Tom."

Tom nodded, still feeling awkward, "You too."

Finally Stephen and Mason left and Jude turned back to Tommy.

"Well…is he mine?"

"…I have stuff to do Tommy, you shouldn't be here. Not now."

"Jude, answer my question…"

Jude sighed and wrapped her arms around herself again. "I don't know…"