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Chapter 2: I need help.

Jude sat at her desk looking around. She was working on her album. She had finally laid all the tracks down and now was sitting at her desk thinking about the order in which to put them on her CD. She struggled with it looking over all of her songs. She still had a lot to do. She just had a rough copy. She had never produced her own cd before. She stared at her phone as it rang once again. Tommy. "No!" She screamed at the phone causing Sadie to look into the office. "You okay?" She heard her sister ask. "Yeah sorry, just frustrated" she lied to her.

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Tommy wanted to throw his phone across the room. She heard her voice from the answering machine again. "Jude, you can't avoid me forever" He said into the phone before hanging it up. He just wanted to tell her what he needed to tell her. He didn't expect anything from her, but it wasn't like it mattered. She wasn't going to listen to her. Not unless he somehow made her.

An hour later he was still sitting in his room thinking about his wife. He couldn't think about anything else besides her. He was sick of it, sitting here with all of the regrets of everything that had gone wrong in their marriage. He felt himself jump at the sound of his phone ringing; he looked down hoping it was Jude, Nope it was read Gmajor, which could only be one person.

"What do you want, Kwest?" he said more harshly that he meant to. "Hi Tommy" he heard on the other line. It wasn't Kwest. It was her. "Jude? He asked his tone changing a rather soft one. "Yeah, listen I know you want to talk to me but I cant right now okay? I just can't. I have to much stuff to worry about" she spoke hastily. Obviously a little nervous. "Your album?" he said hoping that she would say that's all it was. Hoping she didn't say that she had no desire left to talk to him, that he couldn't take. "Yeah, actually that's why I'm calling" she spoke softly. "What is it?" he said thinking of what she could possibly want him for. He had already talked to Kwest and he said her album was doing great and she was doing it all on her own, which secretly killed him but he didn't tell anyone.

"I kind of need some help with it, if you have some time, if you don't I understand, just thought I'd ask ya know, but if you cant..." She was rambling, he missed that more than he could describe, and he let a slight chuckle escape his lips. "Calm down, how about I stop by today and ill take a look at it, and see what you need. Sound good?" He asked hoping for agreeance. If she said yes, that meant he had an excuse to be around his wife. "Sure, if your sure." she said quickly. He nodded his head, and then suddenly realizing she couldn't hear him, he spoke," yeah, ill be there soon."

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Jude tapped her pencil nervously on her desk. She looked down at her spreadsheet. Oh crap. She realized the last person she should have called for help was Tommy. Every song on the album had been written about him or their relationship. She got more and more agitated. She heard the knock at her door and knew who it was. There he was, looking as breathtaking as ever, standing in front of her was his classic Quincy smile. She looked back and him and smiled lightly. She explained to him that she needed him to do his producing stuff on her songs and to her surprise he actually seemed excited. Must miss doing music.

He went into the studio and she put on the first song. As the sound started to surround them both it was like they were trapped in the past. They used to spend all of their time in this studio making music.

He knew how to reach me deep insideAnd he found a part of me I could not hideAnd we'd walk and talk and touch tenderlyThen he'd lay me down and make love to me

Tommy listened as her voice filled the room. The song was so beautiful it was amazing actually. As he listened he remembered all the good times they had shared in the past.

We built a love so strong and couldn't breakThere was not a road we were afraid to takeAnd we'd kiss all the way from Arkansas to Rome'Cause in each other's arms we were home sweet home

As the memories filled her head she watched Tommy cautiously hoping that he didn't realize the song was about them.

But he don't feel the same Since our lives becameYears of bills, babies and chainsHome ain't where his heart is anymoreHe may hang his hat behind our bedroom doorBut he don't lay his head down to love me like beforeHome ain't where his heart is anymore

He listened to the song intently. It killed him to know that this song described their relationship perfectly. The start of happiness then the turning of silence. It was gutrenching. He couldn't take much more of it. But he sat and listened to the song.

When it ended there were so many emotions filling the room. He looked at her and she looked back. "That's an amazing song Jude" he said softly. She smiled lightly. "So what does it need, can you do it with that track, or does it need to be re-recorded." She asked wondering what he would say. "This one doesn't need to be redone. A few touches here and there, and it will be done. I can have it done by tonight if you like." She looked at him as he spoke. There was a light in his eyes. The light that she recognized he only got when working with music. "Really? So you're okay with producing for me one more time?" She asked shocked that he hadn't stormed out of the studio and told her to do it herself. "No problem, I could use the distraction and I miss music. I'd love to do it. I'll work on it tonight and then tomorrow you can have a listen and see what you think, and then I can listen to the next one. I'm totally up for it, if you want me to, that is" he said with questioning eyes. He was hoping with every ounce of himself that she hadn't changed her mind about letting him help her. She nodded and they said their goodbyes as she went back to her office to work on paperwork and he stayed in the studio to work on her song.

If foundations made of stone can turn to dustthen the hardest hearts of steel can turn to rustif he could only find that feeling once againif we could only change the way the story ends

He listened as he remixed the song. He liked what he was doing to the song, it wasn't usually Jude's style and she might hate it, but he had to take the chance. It was his skill to produce. He loved doing it, he always had, and when he worked with Jude it was as if his world was right again. He kept working until he was sure that it sounded just as it should. He smiled. Perfect.

He then realized what time it was. He had been sitting in the studio all day and all night. It was now midnight. He wondered why nobody had kicked him out yet. Everyone was sure to be gone and technically he didn't work here anymore. He heard a slight knock on the studio door before the door opened. There she was.

"Jude, what are you still doing here? He asked her with curiosity. He watched as a smile crept upon her lips. "Well I had some paperwork to do and I usually stay late when Mikayla is at Kaylie's house. It keeps me from missing her. So I figured I'd just let you work until I was ready to go" She said. "Ah, well I'm all done, so I'll get out of your way. I'll come back tomorrow." He said slightly as he started towards the door.

"Tommy?" he heard behind him and turned towards her. "Thanks for today. It meant a lot" She said biting her lower lip. "Anytime Ha…" he stopped himself. He almost called her Harrison. She hadn't been Harrison in 12 years. He looked up at her, he couldn't correct himself with her now last name, and it might be pushing it. "Anytime Jude" He finished as he walked out the door.

She stood in the studio looking at the spot where he last stood. He almost called her Harrison. She wasn't exactly sure how that made her feel. Either it was good , because it means that he was caught up in music , or it was bad because he was going to ask her for a divorce and then her married name would no longer be her own anymore. She shook her head deciding not to deal with it now. For now Tommy would be too caught up in producing to ask for a divorce, and she liked it that way. She turned on her song. She listened intently. The music didn't sound like anything she would ever come up with herself, but oddly she liked it. It was perfect for the song.

Perfect for them.

She smiled and picked up her phone. She dialed the number she knew by heart until she heard an answer. "Hey, what's up?" she heard Tommy's voice and instantly melted, combining him mixing her song and how excited he sounded to answer. "Yeah, I know you just left but I just listened to the song" she said unsure of why she was calling him to tell him that. "And? You don't like it do you?" he asked with a tremble in his voice.

Tommy sat still listening to the silence on the other end. He was afraid of this. She hated it. "No, no, I love it actually" She said finally.

He smiled widely. She liked it.

Song: Home aint where his heart is anymore – Shania Twain