"Where are we going now?" our hero asked. The angel had taken him to the pier, a place that brought Tommy back to square one. Tommy looked around; scents filled his memory as he saw the ocean and the sunset. He could remember her delicate aroma as it encircled the few memories he was able to remember.

"We were here together. Me and Jude. I can remember the scent," As the last word trailed off, images, figments, stories flashed through his mind as the memories came swarming back to him. He started to hear the conversation he and Jude shared at the docks, he could see his viper. He could remember loving that viper, and then everything came just as quickly as the memories of Jude.

Tommy's knees gave out on him and he sat on the ground, watching the sunset as all these scenes took their rightful places in the recesses of his mind. He was watching the timeline of his life the way it was supposed to be played out.

"What do you remember, Thomas?" the angel asked, a tone of knowing for certain what Tommy was seeing.

"Me and Sadie…We weren't right…"

"Why?"

"You know exactly why,"

"You're French, Quincy?"

"You actually thought my name's Quincy?"

"I wanna scream,"

"Booth's sound proof,"

"I took a chance! Sue me,"

"Taking chances seems to be all the rage these days,"

It was the night before their three year anniversary. They had gotten together officially on Jude's 18th birthday. Jude was soundly asleep at the home she had shared with Tommy while he was finishing up a song at G Major. Tommy had decided since it was so late, he'd mind as well stop by the jeweler's and pick up Jude's gift. The radio played softly as he parked his beloved viper in the parking lot and walked into the store. Usually it would have already been closed, but this shop was small and very private, treating their most loyal customers like royalty. Tommy handed the clerk a slip of paper and the man smiled and reached into the vault and picked out a small black velvet box.

"You picked out a one of a kind pure beauty Mr. Quincy. Whoever the young lady who receives this ring is truly someone special," the clerk said, handing the box to Tommy who took it with a satisfied yet anxious grin on his face. He said his thank you and good night as he walked out of the store with the ring in his coat pocket.

It had been raining a storm that night and Tommy was sure to drive slowly and carefully. Tommy had the radio set to an oldies station, and he couldn't help but relate every late night love song to Jude. It was an instinct for him now. He smiled at the thought of Jude seeing the ring and loving it. He smiled just at the thought of the corners of her mouth lifting because he was the one who made her smile.

Tommy patiently waited for the light to turn green. And just as Tommy started slowly to press on the gas when the light had turned green, Tommy immediately pressed on the breaks and was flung first back and then through the windshield of his car. It was a slick black Ferrari that had sped right through the intersection and collided with Tommy head on. Tommy felt his back make contact with the hood of the Ferrari, and then slide down the side of it.

Every part of his body ached from his toes up to his hairline at the top of his head. Tommy tried to move his head, but then realized his neck was broken, and his spinal chord was ruined. He tried to keep calm as he saw the reflection of ambulance lights in the shiny paint of the car. A paramedic made it to Tommy, the look in the young medic's eyes told Tommy that he wasn't going to make it. Tommy's eyes filled with fear and tears of sorrow, knowing he won't be able to see Jude.

"Shit. Somebody get a stretcher over here ASAP!!!" The medic shouted as another paramedic brought one over.

"Tell…"

"Mr. Quincy, please don't say anything,"

"Tell Jude…."

"Sir, talking is only going to make everything worse!"

More tears flooded Tommy's eyes as they started to spill down his face. He choked on his words, feeling his last breath coming. "I love her…"

And our hero passed away that night. The medic looked down at the celebrity that had died in his arms and couldn't help but feel something that he was trained not to feel.

"Hey, Jim. Aw shit. Look at this," and the other paramedic handed Jim the small black velvet box that happened to have made it out of the accident okay.

"Jude Harrison, will you marry me…" The paramedic placed the ring back into the box and just held onto it tightly. He closed Tommy's eyes and then stood up. Looking at his watch he called the time of death. "1:34 AM, December 16th, 2011,"

"Thomas? What do you remember?" the angel asked, worry immediately shown in his eyes as he realized that Tommy had remembered everything.

"Everything…" Tommy replied standing up and wiping his eyes.

"Thomas…"

"Why am I here?" Tommy demanded in a low calm yet daunting voice.

"There's something-"

"Why am I here!? Why couldn't you guys just let me rest in peace!?! Do you understand what happened!?! I died on her BIRTHDAY! THE DAY OF OUR THREE YEAR ANNIVERSARY!!! The day I was supposed to propose to her!!!" Tommy was letting it all out. He couldn't hold it in. It was overbearing. "AND MY DEATH WAS A MISTAKE RIGHT!? WHO MADE THE DANG MISTAKE THEN!?! HUH!? YOU'RE MY GUARDIAN ANGEL RIGHT!?!"

"Tommy, don't-"

"YOU LET ME DIE!!! WHERE ON EARTH WERE YOU WHEN I WAS DYING!!!" Tommy yelled. Who was to blame for the mistake?

"Don't blame me for this Thomas! It wasn't my fault," the angel said in an equally forbidding voice.

"And why not? You're my guardian angel, you were supposed to protect and guide me through my life, well look what happened. I'm dead,"

"The boy who crashed into you, he was going to commit suicide that night. There was an entire group of guardian angels who weren't doing their jobs and allowed that one life to get completely thrown off course." Tommy was listening, still obviously distressed, "You and the boy both lost your lives that night, and as punishment toward the other angels, they were sent to live on earth for one week and then promised to be sent to an eternity of life in hell,"

"This is so screwed up. I get my life taken away for someone else's screw ups. That's just terrific, now isn't it?" Tommy said pessimistically.

"We're doing all we can Thomas. In fact we've already done all we can," the angel answered. Tommy looked at him with great incredulity.

"All you can? So what happens to me now!? I'm stuck here until I've lived the next thirty years of my life as a ghost!?" Tommy exclaimed.

"No, that's not what we're doing. Because of this, a lot of things have been thrown off. There's something that you were supposed to do, but because of your premature death, you didn't get to achieve it,"

"And what was that?"

"Marrying Jude,"

"Oh well, that makes sense. Because as a ghost I'm perfectly able to marry Jude," Tommy remarked.

"Don't use sarcasm on me. This isn't my fault,"

Tommy was silent for a bit before replying, "Sorry, this is just hard to accept,"

"I know, the same thing happened to me. Under different circumstances, but my death as premature as well,"

"So how do I accomplish marrying Jude, without actually marrying Jude?"

"It's not something you have to do, exactly, it's more or less something you have to help happen," the angel said.

"What?"

"You'll figure it out. Basically, think of these next couple weeks or months or how ever long it takes as training to be a guardian angel,"

"Guardian angel? So I do get to go to heaven?" Tommy asked, curiosity sparking his emotions.

"Well, you just like to spoil everything don't you, Dominick?" a voice from about 30 feet away.

"Oh, great," the angel said.

"Dominick?" Tommy repeated confused.

"You manage to tell him certain important things but couldn't let him in on your name?" the woman added.

"I didn't know you would be coming down so soon," Dominick said to the woman.

"Well, Michael said it was time for me to step in and help, so now I'm here," the woman explained.

"Mhmm, well, Thomas, this is Natalie, Jude's guardian angel," Dominick introduced the two of them.

"Hmm, you are a lot cuter up close," Natalie said looking at Tommy closely.

"Don't hit on Jude's love! Besides-"

"Don't lecture me on who I think is attractive! And don't tell me the story, I've heard it three times and all in different languages," Natalie rebutted.

"Story? There's a story?" Tommy asked confusion evident in his voice.

"You didn't tell him the story?"

"I was about to but then you interrupted me," Dominick remarked.

"Well, I guess now's the best time to tell him, now isn't it?" Natalie said pushing Tommy towards a crate to sit on.

"Whoa! How are you able to touch me!?" Tommy was even more confused than ever.

"Oh jeez Dominick, what HAVE you done?" Natalie exclaimed.

"Everything that seemed important,"

"Okay, Thomas, you aren't able to touch living things or beings, but you can touch inanimate objects and well, other spirits or ghosts and such," Natalie explained.

"Oh, I see. So, Jude can feel me because we're in love and I can touch non living things, okay then,"

"To explain that, Jude being able to feel you thing, it doesn't only work because you two love each other. Other wise it wouldn't be able to affect her as deeply as it does. It's because you two share equal souls," Natalie was trying to put this into the most simple terms.

"Equal souls?"

"Her soul balances out yours, and yours balances out her soul. When you two are together nothing can be wrong. God created you two that way," Natalie added.

"Okay, so God made us perfect for each other, but doesn't everyone have soul mates like that?" Tommy asked, not seeing the big deal in the situation.

"Not necessarily, true love does exist, but certain things can happen. Like a premature death can happen, or paths can be taken in the wrong direction and away from their soul mates. Making people believe that there is no such thing as true love," Dominick added.

"Very well put Dominick, I must applaud you," Natalie said with a smirk.

"Believe it or not, I can be good at some things too,"

"Okay, anyways, so Jude and I were set on the right paths, I still don't see the connection as to how all this is happening,"

"God had purposely made you guys to show humans that true love is still alive. You two are the prime example. But because those idiot angels decided to screw with the lives they were supposed to be watching, they ruined God's plans," Natalie explained.

"So, me and Jude were literally created to love each other. Wait, what happens to Jude then?" Tommy asked, panic in his voice.

"That's what we're here to fix. It's impossible to have her live a long and healthy life the way we all wish she was able to."

"Are you saying I'm going to be stuck here waiting for her to die?"

"Sort of. You basically did complete your part by choosing to propose to her. What she needs to do is tell your story," Dominick added.

"Tell our story? As in, share with everyone our life together?" Tommy asked.

"Basically, whether it is a song that she sings or whatever some how she needs to let the world know of your love," Natalie said.

"And I come into play with this by helping her in some way go into this direction," Tommy said to himself, he was deep in thought.

"Exactly," Dominick added.

"I've got my work cut out for me," Tommy said looking up at the angels who both just shrugged and sat down beside him.

"We're going to do everything we can to get this done as soon as possible," Natalie stated.

"I just don't see why God can't just let her live a long, healthy, and happy life," Tommy remarked, looking out at the water.

"I'm sorry Thomas. But even God himself has his limits," Dominick replied as the three sat at the pier and watched the sunset for a bit longer.

It was now nine that evening and Jude and SME had turned the lobby of G Major into a dining area. They had the coffee table littered with empty Chinese food boxes.

"Nothing better than eating Chinese right after recording two songs," Jude said taking a sip from her iced tea.

"Don't I know it," Kyle let out a huge belch.

"Ew! That's disgusting!" Jude exclaimed running to the other couch and jumping on it.

"Ay! You all had better clean this mess up when you're done!" Darius exclaimed, his briefcase in hand and black over coat on. "Jude?"

"Yes D?" Jude said her hand peaking up from the couch. Darius tossed her the keys.

"You are closing up, everyone's already left," and Darius walked out of the studio.

Jude nodded as she turned the keys over in her hand. When she looked up she noticed that the boys had already picked up the empty Chinese food boxes and thrown them away.

"Well dude, we're gonna go, you comin?" Speed asked.

"Mmm, I'm gonna stay here for a bit longer. I'll see you guys tomorrow," Jude said. The boys nodded and left. When Jude saw that the boys were out of sight, Jude walked into Studio A. It was odd being inside of G Major with everyone gone. She looked around the studio, in every spot a memory had been made of her and Tommy.

It was another late night at the studio. This time it was the early morning of Jude's 19th birthday, and their one year anniversary. The two had just finished recording a song and were still wired from the excitement. The two turned to each other and smiled.

"Song number five recorded for album number four," Tommy said as he kissed Jude on the lips.

"Mmm, still another nine to go. Can you handle it?" Jude asked seductively. They were closing the studio that night.

Tommy kissed Jude passionately on the lips and then whispered in her ear, "I think I should be asking you that question,"

Jude took his lips into her and the two continued to kiss passionately. Their feverish kissed led them to places they had never been. Skin to skin, there was nothing but pure raw love that filled every breath, noise, touch and taste that they had experienced that night. Jude bit down on her lip as the two finished their night together in one moment of pure adoration for one another.

Jude rested her head on the pillow that Tommy placed there for her, as she looked back up at him, her fingers passing through his sweaty hair.

"You okay?" Tommy asked positioning himself beside her so he could lie down. He kissed her shoulder blissfully.

"For that being our first time, a little sore, but other than that, perfectly happy," Jude replied kissing Tommy softly.

"You know, I really really don't mean to ruin our 'after glorious love making' moment, but Darius isn't going to be happy when he sees to naked employees on the floor," Jude laughed at Tommy's response.

"I know, I know," Jude looked up at the clock, it was three in the morning.

"How about this, you get up first, make yourself 'look' presentable, and then I'll go do the same, and we just say we fell asleep mixing the song," Jude said.

"How do we explain the smell of sex?"

"Oh! You know the code of Darius's office! He's got air fresheners in his private bathroom," Jude exclaimed.

"And how do you know this?"

"His bathroom was the only one free one day. I convinced Sadie to open his office for me one day when he was out of town," Jude remarked.

"Fine, I'll be right back," Tommy gave her a kiss and then grabbed one of the blankets to wrap himself in, despite the studio being empty.

Tears were falling down Jude's face as the memory came to an end. She couldn't believe that it was completely over. It's almost been a year since Tommy's been gone, and yet she still couldn't accept it. It was too late for her to even let him know what she would have said if he had the chance to ask her the question she'd been dying to hear. She always wore the ring wherever she had gone.

Jude heard the phone ringing on the night stand. She wanted to so badly unplug the chord just to make it stop ringing. She grabbed the phone and brought it to her ear.

"Eh….what?" Jude said drowsily.

"I'm so sorry, Jude," Jude's ears became alert when she heard this.

"Sorry about what? Who is this?" Jude said trying to wake herself up.

"It's Sadie, Jude, I…I'm sorry," Sadie was crying on the other line now.

"What's going on? Is everything okay?" Jude asked, it was 1:45 in the morning.

"I…I'm sorry, I can't do this. Kwest?" Jude was starting to panic when she heard Sadie break down even more.

"Kwest! What is going on?! What's wrong?" and when she heard Kwest trying to suppress his sobs, it hit her.

"What happened to Tommy?" Jude asked, it hadn't hit her yet. The magnitude of the situation wasn't on her shoulders yet, but she could only understand that something was wrong, and that Tommy must have been involved.

"Meet us at G Major Jude. I can't…I can't tell you like this," and Kwest hung up the phone. Jude put the phone down and quickly got up. She grabbed a sweater and a pair of jeans and slipped on some flip flops. Grabbing the car keys, she drove as fast but carefully as possible. When she reached G Major, she saw Sadie, Darius, Liam, Kwest, SME, and even Jamie and Patsy there, all sitting in the lobby. Most of them were crying, the others suppressing the urge to. And then Jude saw it on the table they were surrounding. A single black velvet box was sitting on the table along with Tommy's wallet beside it, and a bag with a silver chain, his traditional single silver band ring, and his zippo lighter.

"So, what's going on here?" Jude asked, afraid of their answers.

"There was an accident," Patsy said, keeping her eyes down as she wiped at the corners, tears were actually falling from her eyes as well.

"No…."

"Jude…We couldn't tell you on the phone…" Sadie said, starting to get up.

"You're kidding me, he's not dead. That's not, no it's not!" Jude exclaimed, laughing in denial.

"Jude, please just, just sit down," Liam said, he couldn't even say anything sarcastic.

"No! This is a prank! It's a joke! It's a fucking sick joke!!" Jude yelled turning around.

"Jude, please…" Spiederman pleaded with her. "Calm down,"

"Calm down!? You guys are trying to tell me my boyfriend of three years as of today is dead!! And you want me to calm down!!"

"As much as we all want it to be unreal, it is Jude. I'm sorry," said an officer.

Jude ran to the door but was caught in Jamie's arms. "It can't be. No, no, no! No! no!" Jude yelled sobs threatening to release.

"I'm sorry Jude….I'm so sorry," Jamie whispered into her hair as he held on to her.

"No!! Please, no! God please don't tell me this is true!! Oh god…" Jude started to sob into Jamie's arms as Jamie's tears started to fall as well.

Sadie walked over, as did everyone else. "Why!? Why him!? No!! Please….please…"

"No! He's not…He's not gone!! Please!! Please tell me he's not gone!!" Jude continued to weep. Jamie only held on to her tighter, Sadie rubbing her back.

"I'm sorry Jude, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that this is real," Jamie whispered his cries of apologies and sympathies into her ear.

"It's not true….oh god it's not…" Jude couldn't stop, her heart had passed away that early morning when Tommy had gone as well.

Jude was curled up on the ground in a corner of the room, sobbing into her knees. Tommy entered the room and stood at one end, his heart broke even more watching his love cry over him. Jude then looked up and into his direction. Her eyes squinted a bit. Tommy walked over towards her, and squatted down so he was level with her.

Tommy reached for Jude's hand, and the tears from his eyes began to fall as he realized she couldn't feel his touch. Jude looked up and stopped crying when Tommy's hand was on top of hers. Jude immediately stood up and looked around. That couldn't have been…No it surely wasn't. Jude convinced herself that she didn't feel anything. Tommy couldn't read her eyes since his were so filled with tears. He kissed the palm of his hand and placed it on Jude's cheek. What was she feeling? It wasn't a touch; it was just an emotion that was overfilling the empty parts of Jude's heart.

"Jude…I love you…" Tommy whispered as he also got up and was about to walk out of the room.

Jude did a double take, had she heard that? She wasn't sure, maybe her hysterics were making her imagine things. But she could have sworn that she heard four words she had been dying to hear for almost a year. Just as Tommy reached the door, where Natalie and Dominick stood waiting, Jude said "I love you, too…"

Tommy looked behind him, wanting nothing more than to run to her, lift her up in his arms and kiss her and tell her all the things he wanted to so badly. A smile graced his lips as the tears continued to fall and he left the room.

Jude looked down at the carpet; she saw a trail of very small puddles. She followed them, and then noticed that they stopped as soon as they reached the door to the studio.