AN: OMG! I am soooooooo sorry for not posting earlier. But you know how winter break is. I had to go out of town, with no Internet access, so that's why I haven't written anything in such a long time. But please, please, please, review anyway!

Special ANs:

Seleana C, I like Patsy too. Although her and Jamie together is really strange. I guess opposites do attract. And Patsy's so completely different from Kat. Which reminds me, do you think Kat will come back in Season 3? I'd love to see them fight over Jamie. I wonder what would happen. I'd also like to see Jude and Eden (and Sadie) get into it too. I love a good catfight ;o)! And then maybe SME, Kwest, and Mason can try to break them up. Mason seems like such a sweetie. And thanks for your compliment. You're the best!

Tommys my 21, here's the next chapter. I hope you like it!

Tanya, I do too. Although it's gonna be a while. I still have to get into that whole relationship, which is really weird already. But definitely funny. I'd love to see all the guys bawling while their girlfriends are making impossible demands and making their lives hell. What can I say? I've got a weird sense of humor. Lol.

Rachel, me too. Why do you think I call Liam Mr. You've-Got-A-Stick-So-Far-Up-Your-Ass-That-It's-Never-Coming-Out?

Jess, I don't know if you'll like the direction this story's about to take, but I have to admit, it just wouldn't be as good if it didn't.

judetomfan101, I'm so glad this is one of your favorite fanfics. I hope it stays that way.

Carley, thanks for reviewing! I love getting reviews from new readers. OK, I really like hearing what people think about what I've written. Make that love.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, except Tim. He's mine! And so's the plot.

Chapter 3

I was just about to get it on with Jude in our room when I heard this big explosion. I came out running, Jude right behind me, and saw smoke coming from the amp that the guys and Patsy were using.

"OK, who did it?" I asked. I should've known that they'd all point fingers at one another.

"Jamie, my man," I couldn't stand that guy. Yeah, he was Jude's best friend, but he could be such a dork sometimes, and so nice at others. "Can you help me out with something?"

I saw Jamie's eyes light up. The guy lived to please. "What is it?"

"Can you tell me who blew out the amp?" I asked. I saw Jamie shoot a glance over at them, biting his lip. Then I knew something was going on, but I didn't know what.

"Come on, Andrews, can you tell me or not?" My patience was wearing thin.

"I- I don't know. It just blew, and there were sparks…" Jamie offered weakly. That gave me nothing to go on.

"OK, if that's your story," I'd get it out of him one way or another.

"Guys?" I looked at them, hoping that one of them would crack.

Speed looked down, Kyle looked away, and Wally…Wally just looked confused. Then Patsy, who'd been standing there, stepped forward.

"So I blew out an amp. So what?" Patsy showed no fear, sticking her chin out like I was at fault, not her. Beside her, Jamie was almost shaking, his face having drained of all

color.

"So, you guys'll have to pay for it. The studio won't keep supplying you with free equipment to destroy whenever you feel like it," I said, meaning business. I couldn't afford to keep replacing broken guitars, amps, or whatever.

The guys all nodded mutely. Patsy, on the other hand, snapped her fingers. "Damn, I guess I'll have to pay for the 1960 Gibson Les Paul sunburst guitar I smashed in your office."

"WHAT?!?!?" I yelled, unable to believe what I just heard. "That's MY guitar. The one I paid almost $300,000 for?"

The guys gulped, knowing how angry I could get. They feared my all-powerful wrath. Once I flew into a rage, everyone in the building could feel it, even if they weren't around to see it.

But Patsy burst out laughing. "I'm kidding, little Tommy Q. You should really think about getting your briefs in a bigger size. That way, you wouldn't act like Liam Jr. You know, like you've got a stick up your…"

I glared at her. Only Jude called me little Tommy Q and lived to tell about it. I wouldn't let someone like Patsy get away with calling me that.

I guess Jamie noticed I was about to explode, because he quickly clapped a hand over Patsy's mouth. "We'll go clean it up, and get a new amp. OK, Tommy?"

"Get movin'," I said, trying not to blow up. Jamie and Patsy, the unlikeliest of couples…I still can't see it lasting.

Jamie nodded, and dragged Patsy out, even though she was putting up a good fight. The guys followed them out, and Jude and I were left alone.

Jude smiled. "Breathe, Tommy."

"Thanks, beautiful," I kissed Jude until I was out of breath, then ended it and took a long, deep breath. "That's better."

"Mmm," Jude agreed. "Want to go to bed?"

"Why not?" I pretended to check my watch, and said, "I've got a little bit of time to blow. Let's do it."

Jude ignored my double meaning, and practically yanked me out the door and to our room. We really shouldn't be spending so much time in bed. We won't get anything done. Except maybe make more brothers and sisters for our soon-to-be-born child.

We'd just settled into our room when we heard moans coming from the room down the hall.

Curious, we stopped what we were doing, and followed the sounds.

Amazingly, the door wasn't locked, and as I opened the door to see who was getting it on, my jaw practically dropped to the floor.

"OMG!" Jude said aloud, then realized the people in the room stopped what they were doing to glare at us.

"What the hell?" Patsy looked furious as she scrambled to cover herself. Jamie was lying under her, frozen in shock. Patsy tossed him his clothes, then glared at us. "Don't you people knock? GET OUT!" she bellowed.

"Sorry," I said, as I dragged Jude outside. She was still stunned at what she'd seen.

Once we were outside, Jude laughed. "I knew they were close, but I'd no idea they were…"

"Me either," I admitted. I never would've thought Jamie would go for Patsy's type.

Just then, I heard "Ohhh, Kwest…" coming from the room next to ours.

"OMG, Sadie," Jude realized, trying to stifle her laughter.

"OK, Patsy and Jamie I can understand. But Kwest and your sister? What's going on around here? I don't want to be the guy whose employees sleep around with each other 24/7. Darius and Liam would have a lot of laughs, and we'd be the talk of the music industry. And I don't mean in a good way."

I looked at Jude, but she was already going into their room.

"Jude!" I ran over to stop her, but it was too late.

I saw Kwest and Sadie entangled in each other's arms, with their bodies all exposed to one another. They were making out heavily, and having sex when they were supposed to be working.

"Guys! My office, NOW!" I bellowed, which caused Jude to jump about a foot. Jamie did too, as he and Patsy had just walked over to see what we were looking at. Patsy smirked, and said, "Looks like we're not the only ones having a good time."

Kwest and Sadie sprang apart as if they touched a hot stove, and noticed we were in the room.

"Jude, Tommy, dorks, what are you doing here? Can't you see we're busy?" Sadie screeched, trying to cover herself.

"Sadie, we'd better get up anyway," Kwest knew I wasn't joking. "Tommy, I promise, it won't happen again."

"What? Are you leaving me for someone else?" Sadie glared at Kwest, narrowing her eyes accusingly.

"No, I meant it won't happen again during the workday," Kwest tried to correct himself.

"Oh, OK," Sadie said, finally convinced. She tried to pull Kwest closer, but Kwest was trying to get up.

I saw them trying to get up, and turned my head. "I'll see you all in 5," I said. Jude and I had our moments, but it was never during business hours. OK, sometimes, but we knew when to get back to work.

Jude and I went over to my office, where Darius and Liam were waiting inside. Darius had taken my seat, and Liam was standing next to him, waiting to carry out his next order.

"So, you decided to ignore our advice, didn't you? Don't say we didn't warn you," Liam smirked. I wanted to beat that smirk right off his face and make him grovel at my feet.

"What do you mean?" I wondered.

"I knew it, Darius, Tommy doesn't know anything about beating out the competition when it comes to music. He may be good at producing and performing, but he can't stand it when there's another bigger, better studio in town. Oh wait, that's us," Liam added gleefully.

"I know, Liam. And we're gonna make sure that we stay that way. Speaking of which, Tommy, I'm sure you've heard of Patsy." Darius smiled now.

"Yeah, what about her?" I wondered what Patsy had to do with them.

"Oh, nothing. It's just…maybe I shouldn't tell you. But that'd be cruel, wouldn't it?" Darius smiled wider.

"Tell me what?" I demanded.

"Patsy, she's not working for you. She's here at your studio so she can spy on what you're working on with Mason. Oh wait, isn't Mason that gay guy?" Liam cut in.

Darius looked at Liam, trying to stop him from revealing too much information. "Uh, Liam, don't tell Tommy and Jude here too much, OK? We have to have some secrets to ourselves, right?"

"Of course, Darius," Liam kissed Darius to reassure him. When they broke apart, they were both smiling.

"Yeah, so I fire Patsy, kick her out of the studio, and voila. Problem solved. What other damage can you guys do?" I said, knowing I had a great point.

"Hmm…let's see. One, Jamie's already all over Patsy, so if you kick her out, you'll have one less artist, not that she's any good or anything. Two, poor Jamie will be all heartbroken that his criminal girlfriend Patsy is gone, which will get Jude here all upset, since her best friend Jamie's upset about losing his girl, and she won't be able to perform, put together a decent album, and her career will be over before you know it. And SME, they're nothing to begin with, so that'll end their careers, if you can even call them artists, like that. And that's just to begin with. Plus, who's to say that we won't let the press know that you and Jude were sleeping together way back when she first started her contract at G Major? The press will love that little piece of info, won't they Liam?" Darius grinned at his boyfriend.

"Absolutely," Liam purred back.

"Yeah? Well, what if I tell them that you're doing your assistant Liam?" I shot back, enraged.

"Like they'll believe Darius is gay," Liam laughed. "Hello, that's why Darius always shoots pictures of himself surrounded by hot, beautiful women. People eat that up. Every guy wants to be surrounded by beautiful women, and seeing Darius have his pick of the most beautiful women in Canada, or wherever he happens to be, makes Darius, and therefore me, untouchable. So do whatever you want, little Tommy Q, because nothing you do can hurt us." Liam took Darius' hand and walked out.

"Think again, Lord Frowny Face," I fumed, using one of Speed's old nicknames for me.

Jude came up to me and put her arm around my shoulder. "Tommy, don't worry. What if we get Patsy on our side? She could help us take down the evil duo once and for all."

"How?" I wondered. How could we get Patsy on our side when she was working against us?

"Think, Tommy. I'm best friends with Jamie, who Patsy happens to love, so that's one way. Plus, you're the best producer in the world, so I'm sure you could make Patsy into a great artist. And it wouldn't hurt to give her a chance, would it?" Jude gave me her look, the one that I couldn't say no to.

"OK, but I'm not promising anything. And I'll need your help. And Sadie's and Kwest's. It's gonna take a miracle to get this to work."

"Don't worry, that's what I'm here for," Jude said.

"Aww, that's my girl," I said, hugging her.

"Come to think of it, I should start now. But Patsy's gonna need a new look. And I'm no E.J., so I'm gonna need her and Sadie's help." Jude worried.

"I don't know about that," I said cautiously. "Sadie and Patsy don't get along so well yet."

"OK, then Mason. He'll know about making someone over," Jude decided.

"How would Mason know?" I wondered.

"Uh, he's gay? So he'd have to know?" Jude said. (AN: I don't know any gay people, but I heard they're fashion forward. So if this sounds like a stereotype, it's completely unintentional. Just don't sue me. Lol.)

"Uh, that sounds totally stereotypical," I said, even though I thought so too. But I could be wrong.

"There's only one way to find out," Jude said, already taking my hand and pulling me out the door. "Let's ask him."

"Sounds like a plan," I said, as I followed her out into the main lobby

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