A/N – Well, guys, here's chapter nineteen! Hope you enjoy. This one is for DestanyMitchell, without whom you guys wouldn't have this chapter! Send her some love and go check out her awesome fics!

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Chapter Nineteen…All the Love We Make

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Jude gaped at the empty landing where her sister had been moments ago. "Jude?" Tom's delicate voice broke into her mind and she choked back a sob, collapsing into his warm body.

She lowered her voice to a whisper, regretting ever having raised her voice with Sadie. "Tommy, I lost my dad, my mom, and my sister. What's next?"

"Jude," he muttered, kissing her forehead. "I know it seems hard, but I'm here for you, okay? We can do this together, alright?"

She nodded into his chest. "Okay." Drying her eyes on the thin fabric of his shirt, she realized that he was right. If the two of them stuck together, she would be fine.

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Sadie stepped out onto the driveway, sighing. Oh, right. Her ride home had just admitted that the only reason he was hanging around was to sleep with her, then walked out of her life—probably forever.

Great. She finally had everything going right, and now she was back at square one. Except—had Jude said she had cancer? Or was she just trying to get some sympathy?

Sadie pulled out her cell phone and dialed a number from memory. A deep voice answered, "Hello?"

"Hi. I'm really sorry, okay? I'm stuck at Tommy's. Can you come get me?" she asked hopefully.

She could hear him thinking over the phone. "Yeah. I'll be there in a few."

"Thanks," she muttered, flipping her phone shut. Taking a deep breath, she slunk back against a tree. "What is wrong with me?"

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Tom shut his bedroom door, heading for his couch. Jude was asleep again, this time from utter exhaustion. That had to be better than crying yourself to sleep or claiming to be tired from a long day of lying around and doing nothing.

At least this time, she was worn out for a reason. And tomorrow, they would go to the doctor's and figure out what their options were. They had to battle this thing and Tom knew it would take her strength and his love to beat it.

But they had both of those things as long as they had each other.

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Sadie spotted his car driving down the road and she smiled to herself. How stupid could she be? That attraction she'd been looking for? That special thing she needed to move on from her mom's death? It'd been waiting in front of her eyes this entire time.

But the real question was how badly had she screwed things up? Was he still going to want to be with her? Or had she hurt him that bad? He was here, wasn't he?

As he pulled up to the curb, she lowered her gaze, ashamed to look at him. "Hey, Kwest."

"Sadie," he greeted, voice cold, opening his passenger door for her.

"Thanks," she mumbled, slipping in. "I really mean it. Thanks."

"No problem." He pulled the car into the road, an uncomfortable silence settling in the car.

"Look, Kwest." Sadie turned to face him, but he didn't even glance away from the road. "Can you pull over for a minute? We need to talk."

She could feel the tension as he slowed the car and pulled off into a dead end road, putting the car in park. "Go ahead. I'm listening."

"Kwest," she started, readjusting herself. "I am really sorry. For everything—how I've been treating you…I really am. You are the sweetest guy I've ever met and that…that scares me…"

He stared at her intently. "Why?"

"Because…for the first time in a long time…I might actually let my guard down and care about someone." She looked him in the eyes, her apprehension showing. "Kwest, I really like you."

"I like you too, Sadie," he mumbled, locking eyes with her.

"Good." Sadie leaned over, pressing her lips tentatively against Kwest's. He tensed up a bit and she started to pull away.

"No," he breathed into her mouth, wrapping his hand around the back of her neck. He tugged her closer and deepened the kiss, every thought except her fruity scent left his mind.

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Tom glanced at his clock and sighed. "Time to go to bed," he muttered, heading for his bedroom. Opening the door, he smiled. Jude was sprawled completely across his bed, her soft snoring filling the room.

"God, I love this woman," he whispered, tiptoeing over to his side of the bed. Sliding Jude over a bit, he slid in, wrapping an arm around her sleeping body.

She groaned, cuddling up next to him, and he smirked. "We're gonna be just fine."

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AN – Done! Now wasn't that cute?

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