A/N It's been months and I apologize. Things have been quite crazy for me and stressful at the same time. I wanted to keep writing because it's my out and I apologize for not doing so. This story is helpful for me because granted it is a fanfic it is also based on a lot of aspects that have happened in my life. I hope you continue reading and enjoying it and I will continue to keep it up.

Well I keep on thinking 'bout you, sister golden hair surprise.

It was quite early in the morning. The radio was buzzing static and the summer breeze was ripping itself through the open windows. You could hear something in the backseat flapping against the wind and the smell of cigarettes hung freshly in the air.

Headlights were shining brightly through the windows and Max, fighting off sleep with a cup of now cold coffee was putting his arm over his eyes when one passed.

Jude sat quietly in the front sleep. He wasn't the least bit tired and offered to drive but Max shook his head and always replied with, "I don't know if you pushing your foot on the pedal for a few hours will be a good idea seeing as how you're still recovering."

Jude felt the wind through his hair and replayed Lucy's call over and over.

They couldn't get a hold of her after the phone went dead. They had called Max's Uncle who had made frantic calls to the police and somehow was able to reach his parents. Even on their half drunken state of mind they found the way to get home and rush to their daughters' sides. They were ok, just surrounded by a mess John had made from breaking into the house. Lamps knocked over, books thrown, the kitchen was ransacked, closets were open, but somehow he couldn't find Lucy; she was upstairs in her parents bathroom hiding behind a locked door with her sister. The banging on the door had been enough to drive her mad, and her screams of panic only urged John on. He managed to rip the phone off the wall and tear through her room. That had been the last Max and Jude had heard. His mother's calm yet scared voice shaking on the other end of the phone, his Dad giving a statement to Frank, the local policeman who had been to the house his fair share of time thanks to Max's antics, and his sister crying in the background.

That was when Max decided to make the drive.

"Do you really think that's a good idea?" His mother would say quietly.

"What?"

'Bringing…Jude up here."

"Mom…it's not going to throw her back into anything. She'll see him sooner or later and he's not going to take no for an answer."

His mom sighed and gave in. At this point the breaking down of her daughter and throwing her back into habits didn't seem like it would be caused by Jude Feeney.

Max changed lanes and sped up while the air continued to whistle around him.

Jude looked out the window at the passing signs and kept thinking about how much he wanted to rip John apart.

"Did they catch him?"

Max sighed and took another sip of coffee. "I don't think so."

Jude rubbed his face.

"If you're tired you can sleep, we got a while yet."

"I'm not tired…just thinking, and worrying."

"She's fine, or at least she'll be fine-"

"She's not fine, Lucy can't deal with thunder storms let alone someone breaking in and yelling who knows what."

Max pulled two cigarettes out of the half crushed pack and handed one to Jude while lighting his own. He sucked in deep and exhaled towards the open window.

"She's probably just a little messed up."

"Yeah," Jude laughed. "A little."

Max took another hit. "They need to find this son of a bitch. How'd he know where she was, and get the number, and everything. He's fucking nuts."

Jude shook his head. His leg began pounding and he reached for it. Max looked over.

"What is it?"

"My leg, when I think about John and all that, or I get really upset about what happened it feels like someone is pounding a nail in it."

"Should I pull over?"

"No keep driving, things are more important right now."

Max nodded and reached over to pat him on the back.

Jude rubbed his leg. "Do you think she'll be mad at me?"

"What?"

"Do you think she'll be mad I came?"

Max tossed his cigarette out the window and ran a hand through his hair. "She won't be mad, but don't expect a hug and kiss or a 'I'm so glad you came' kind of thing."

"I don't expect half of that, I just don't want to bring her down more."

"You won't. In a few days, or a week, or more even, she'll think about it and she'll be glad you were there. You're going for her sake, and in time she'll realize that. She'll take into consideration you thinking about her and it will haunt her."

"Yeah…when did you become such a wise person?"

Max smiled.

"That's the first time you've smiled tonight Max."

Lucy sat on the porch next to her Mom and an officer with a clipboard. He was reading off questions and scratching down answers, pausing only briefly to sip his coffee or reply to another officer on his radio.

"Did he warn you that he was coming over?"

Lucy shuddered. "No, but he has been calling non stop."

"Did he threaten you in any way?"

"He said he needed to talk to me about things and if I didn't let him he would find a way to get a hold of me."

"Alright. Were you under the influence of any alcoholic beverages, narcotics, or any other time of substance tonight?"

Lucy looked at her mom who nodded simply. "It's a mandatory question dear, nothing personal.

Lucy shook her head. "No, I wasn't."

The cop asked a few more questions and then radioed another officer to come to the scene. He thanked her and walked inside.

Lucy's mom ran her hands through her daughters hair and smiled. "I'll get you some coffee dear."

Lucy shook her head and rubbed her temples.

Car lights flickered up the road and she noticed max's car pulling in. He wasted no time getting out and running towards his sister. She stood up and collapsed into his arms. It had been weeks since seeing him and she felt herself let go and sobbed into his shoulder. Max shook and felt himself begin to cry. He fought back what he could and tried to remain strong for her.

"It's ok now, Luce. I'm here."

"Max it's awful, what if he comes back, what do I do-"

Max cut her off and shushed her and held her tighter. She slowly began to calm down.

The door shut over by the car and Lucy looked up over his shoulder. There standing in the dark not really knowing where he fit was Jude. Her breath caught tightly in her throat and she slowly let go of Max. Jude walked up towards the porch then waited by the steps, looking around at the yard and rubbing the back of his neck.

Max turned to him and smiled.

"Jude…thank you for being here." A voice came from inside the house.

Lucy turned around and saw her mother standing there smiling.

He nodded. "It's my pleasure, I couldn't let the boy drive alone this late, and…well…I figured I could may be of some help."

Her mother smiled. "Well come in, get yourself some coffee."

Jude climbed the steps and walked right past Lucy slowly. He turned and looked at her while walking in. "I hope it doesn't make things worse for you that I'm here…"

Lucy still stunned couldn't even find an answer. Jude nodded at her silence and found his way to the door. She looked down at her feet and sighed quietly as Max pulled her back in for a hug.

And I just can't live without you can't you see It in my eyes…