A/N: Thanks everybody for your responses! I hope you like this next chapter...part of me actually likes it more than the last one. It's not as drama-filled, but we'll be getting back to that stuff soon enough. I also just wanted to let you know that I think I may start posting a new mini-story (the title is tentatively To Forgive & Forget). It'll only be 4-5 chapters--really short for me! So keep your eyes open for it over the next day or two! And now, back to our new couple...ENJOY!

The sound of the rain tapped lightly against the window as the cool air permeated through the apartment. Feeling the chilliness against his skin, Tommy kept his eyes closed and mindlessly reached for the blanket at the bottom of the bed. Grabbing onto it, he slid it up further, immediately feeling its warmth cover his exposed body. He dragged it across himself and then took the edge and laid it over the other side of the bed, where Jude was.

Pulling it over the other side, his hand brushed up against the mattress, feeling the empty spot on the bed. Dazedly, he opened his eyes, blinking a few times to adjust to his surroundings. He was in Jude's bedroom, the cloudiness of the sky outside making it appear as though it was still night. His eyes immediately shifted to the vacant spot beside him, where Jude had been earlier.

Rubbing his eyes to rid the sleep, he hesitantly sat up, still clinging to the blanket to stay warm. He glanced over at the clock to read 9:05am, remembering that it was Sunday and that she couldn't have gone to work. He looked around the room in confusion, seeing his backpack leaning against her dresser and both of their clothing from the night before scattered around the floor. Glancing at her black sweatshirt on the rug which still appeared to be wet from the rain, he couldn't help but grin. All of the memories from the night before came rushing back to him, recalling exactly how he ended up in Jude's apartment.

The memories made him even more curious as to her whereabouts, as his mind began to wander on where she could have gone. Leaning down, he grabbed his boxers and t-shirt next to the bed and slipped them on under the blanket. The chill rushed at him as he slowly stood up, stretching briefly before proceeding towards the door.

Opening the door, he quietly called out her name. Hearing no response, he walked along the hallway, approaching the bathroom door. He leaned his ear up against the closed door and heard the sound of running water. Exhaling in relief that she was in the apartment, he lightly tapped at the bathroom door. Not getting a response, he knocked a little harder.

The door abruptly opened to reveal a slightly disheveled Jude. Her hair was wet and she had a toothbrush hanging out of her mouth. The mirror was steamy from her hot shower, but she was fully dressed in jeans and a t-shirt.

She looked at Tommy in surprise, nearly spitting out her entire mouthful of toothpaste as the door opened.

"Hi," he said with a grin, his eyes squinting from the light in the bathroom.

"Hji," she replied through the toothpaste. "Gev mee one sjec."

He snickered and watched as she turned back towards the sink and spit out the remaining toothpaste, running her toothbrush under the water from the faucet. She grabbed her towel and wiped off her mouth, before turning back towards him

"Hi," she replied with an embarrassed grin.

"Hi," he repeated, grinning back at her. "What are you doing?"

"Brushing my teeth," she answered, turning back towards the bathroom to grab a comb.

"No, I mean what are you doing in here?" he asked, reaching out for the edge of her shirt. He grabbed hold of it and gently pulled her towards him. She stopped combing her hair and turned towards him, trying to hide her smile.

He saw her blush a little and pulled her in closer with both hands. He leaned down and gently kissed her lips, muttering softly, "Are you running away from me already?"

She giggled against his lips and lightly kissed him back, before looking up at him thoughtfully. "I don't know…I mean, you did take up more of the bed last night…"

"It wasn't taking up the space, I was just trying to get closer to you," he said with a smug grin.

She laughed and hit him playfully before taking a step back towards the sink. "Those lines don't work on me, Quincy."

"It's not a line," he countered, leaning against the door watching her finish brushing her hair. "It's true."

"Then I didn't realize you were so cheesy," she said with a smile.

"I can't help it," he said innocently. He watched as she put the comb back into the cabinet and wiped the steam off part of the mirror to check her makeup. "Why don't you come back to bed?"

"I can't," she replied quickly, shaking her head. "I have to take care of something."

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion at her response. "At 9am on a Sunday morning? What can be so important that it can't wait a few hours?"

She took a deep breath, continuing to look into the mirror and avoid his gaze. "It's not a big deal, I just need to do something this morning. It should only take an hour or two."

"An hour or two? Jude," he said, walking into the bathroom and putting his hands on her waist to spin her around, "what's going on?"

She looked into his eyes and sighed, knowing she needed to be honest with him. "I need to talk to Rob."

His expression turned to be more surprised. "Now?"

She nodded, "Yes. I need to tell him. I don't want to wait."

He nodded slowly in understanding. "Okay…"

She saw a flicker of disappointment in his eyes and bit her lip in hesitation. "I just…I need to talk to him. I need him to know. And it's not like he did anything wrong here…he deserves to know."

Tommy watched her ramble and nodded as she concluded. "Okay."

She eyed him suspiciously, his tone changing to be more supportive. "Okay?"

"Yeah, it's fine. If you need to go see him, then you should."

"So…you're not upset?" she asked tentatively.

"Why would I be? I mean…you are coming back, aren't you?" he asked, slight panic in his voice.

She smiled and chuckled a little at his question. "Yes," she said confidently. "I'm definitely coming back."

"Then I think you should go. You're going to need to talk to him eventually," he started, pulling her in for a hug, "and selfishly, the last thing I want is for you to have Rob on your mind."

She smiled up at him and asked sweetly, "And what would you prefer I think about?"

He grinned at her and leaned down, giving her a quick kiss on her head. "Us."

"That's what I want too," she said softly. "Which is why it's so important that I do this now. I feel like I can't give us 100 until I talk to him."

He nodded. "I understand. Just because I'll be sitting here all by myself watching the clock shouldn't make you feel guilty at all."

She saw his teasing grin and pushed him lightly, turning back towards the mirror to finish getting ready.

He stood back and watched her, appearing to be lost in his own thoughts. A few moments later, he asked quietly, "What are you going to say?"

She sighed and looked down into the sink below her. "I honestly don't know…part of me wants to tell him everything but the other part of me feels like there's no point in giving all the details. I'm just not sure…the only thing I do know is that I have to tell him we're over."

He nodded quietly, watching as she washed her hands and put her makeup back on the shelf. "Do you think he'll be surprised?"

She shrugged, turning back towards him. "Maybe. We've been taking a break over the last few days to figure things out because he knew there was something going on with me. But I doubt he's expecting me to give up."

Her face fell into a thoughtful yet distressed expression, contemplating how she would handle everything. He saw her appearance change and walked back over to her, holding her hands in his.

"You're doing the right thing," he reassured her.

She nodded timidly, whispering, "I know. I just want it to go smoothly."

"It will," he said encouragingly, with a warm grin. He took her hands and brought them up to his lips, gently placing a kiss on each. She grinned in response, as he added, "You should go. Get it over with. Then you can come back sooner."

She smiled appreciatively and leaned in to capture his lips quickly, before saying, "I'll be back. Soon."

"I'll be waiting," he said before kissing her once more and letting her go.

She took a deep breath and walked out of the bathroom, grabbing her coat and her purse, ready to officially end one relationship and start another.