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Chapter 29

Tommy answered the door and paid for dinner. He wondered what freaked Jude out so bad. Usually he was the one to freak out. He thought about the day of Patsy's accident. He'd been so afraid that Jude was hurt.

Tommy had just got home from the business meeting. He was glad Jude suggested he take Sadie. It helped him out a lot. Now he was worried about Jude. He'd seen a lot of people get messed up because of the business. As far as he could see, Patsy was as far gone as they come.

His cell rang. "Did you find her?" Were the first words out of his mouth.

"Tommy." Was all he heard her say in a sobbing voice.

At the end of the call, he had to settle his heart rate. When she'd said there had been an accident, he felt like everything was happening again. It had been almost five years since he'd lost Angie, and he couldn't go though that again and loose Jude.

She'd insisted on him staying home, but he felt like he should be there for her. Part of him wanted to run. Hide from ever loosing anybody again. He wanted to put a shield around him. The other part of him remembered that little black box that was locked up in his safe. He wanted a life with Jude. That meant sticking around through the hard stuff.

He had a lot of nervous energy waiting on Jude to call. He sat at his piano and started working on a song for her. The melody flowed with no problems. The words were tough. He wanted to say the right thing.

He was so caught up writing the song, that he almost didn't hear the knock on the door. He rushed to the door to find a grief stricken Jude. "Jude?" He questioned.

She almost crumbled to the floor right in the doorway. He caught her, and held her to his chest. He knew with out her even saying it that Patsy hadn't made it. He scooped her up and carried her to the couch. "Shh." He tried soothing her, but her sobs kept coming. He knew from experience there was nothing that could be said at a time like this. He rocked her and kissed her hair letting her know he was there.

"She's gone." She murmured a long while later. " The doctor said her injuries were to severe."

"I'm so sorry. What can I do?" He wanted to help desperately.

"Can you call my dad? I want to take a shower."

"Sure." He said and kissed her forehead.

After she was upstairs he reached for the phone.

"Hello." A frantic Stuart answered.

"Mr. Harrison, it's Tom."

"Is Jude okay? I saw on the news…"

"Jude's okay. She wasn't with her. She's pretty shaken up though. She came here from the hospital."

"Tom what happened?"

"Jude was trying to be her friend, but Patsy was too far gone. Patsy took off and neither Jude nor Jamie could find her. I guess she'd been drinking a lot today."

"But Jude is okay?"

"I promise. I'll get her home once she has calmed down."

After hanging up the phone he went upstairs to find her wrapped in a towel and curled into a ball on the bed. He could hear her sobs, and was truly didn't know what he could do for her.

"Jude, I called your dad. I let him know you were okay. He was worried about you."

She didn't respond. He wanted to do something to ease her pain. He sat beside her and pushed the hair back off her forehead. "Babe, you want to get dressed and I'll take you home?"

She still didn't respond. Tommy walked around the bed, laid behind her, and pulled her to him. He just held her and tried to soothe her as much as possible.

Eventually she rolled over to face him. He could see the dried tears on her face. He cupped her cheek. "Hey." He said just above a whisper.

"Hey." Her voice was hoarse so he barely heard her. "Thank you for calling my dad."

"No problem. You want me to take you home?"

"I don't want to go home."

"Well, you know you're welcome to stay here." He said giving her a small smile hoping she'd return it.

"Thanks." She replied back burying her face in the crook of his neck.

He just rubbed her back through the towel humming lightly. He thought she'd calmed down enough to get some rest. She was going to need it.

"Tommy?" Her voice was weak.

"Yeah."

"I shouldn't have let her get away from me."

"Jude, you can't blame yourself. That doesn't end well. Take my word for it."

"It hurts."

"I know." He cupped her face again.

He was shocked when her lips met his softly but aggressively. His fingers instantly ran through her wet hair as her tongue ran over his bottom lip demanding entrance. When his tongue met hers, he could no longer think straight. The smell of the soap and shampoo she used was intoxicating. He tried to remind himself that she was grieving. The thought of pulling away from her crossed his mind, but when she moved down his neck, it was lost.

Her hands moved under his t-shirt as she returned to his lips. He pulled away long enough to pull the shirt off before kissing down her neck. She let out a moan out that encouraged him to keep going. He laid open mouth kisses across her collarbone. When he felt her hands move down his stomach, he was too far gone to stop her. All he could think about was kissing her and the sensations her fingers were causing on his skin.

He ran his hand up her leg and moved back to kissing her lips. Instantly their tongues fought for dominance. All he wanted to do was rip the towel off and have his way with her, but he knew this wasn't the time for that. But he couldn't pull away from her either. He needed this closeness with her just as much as she did.

When she unzipped his jeans, he kicked them off. He pulled away from her kisses to hover over her. He stared down at the girl who had stolen his heart. Her face was flushed and her lips were swollen. He couldn't believe this beautiful creation had chosen him to love.

"Do you know how much I love you?" He asked staring into her eyes.

Her only response was to raise up and meet his lips again. He had an overwhelming need to feel more of her skin, and ran one hand inside her towel over her stomach. She moaned into his mouth, and he moved to her neck once again. He lightly sucked on the spot behind her ear as he felt her rub him through his boxers. He thought he'd loose it right there moaning her name.

Still caressing her stomach, inched his hand up grazing right under her breasts. Her skin was so soft and warm. He tried to concentrate on her, but when her hand slipped inside his boxers all he could do was rest his forehead on her shoulder. Her hands were rough from years of playing the guitar. He closed his eyes enjoying the feel of her hand wrapped around him. Her name slipped from his lips in a groan.

He moved the hand that was resting on her rib cage down her stomach straight to her heat. He ran one finger into her folds causing her back to arch. He added another finger, thrusting into her at the pace her hand moved on him. He knew he wasn't far, and wanted her right with him. He added pressure with his thumb to her bud of nerves.

She moaned his name as he felt her clinch around his fingers. That was enough to send him over. He collapsed to her side while they both caught their breath. He gave her one more relaxed kiss, and then rested his forehead against hers. "Why don't you get dressed for bed and call your dad. I'm going to shower."

She nodded and he practically ran for the bathroom. He knew if he didn't, he wouldn't be able to stop what would happen next. All he wanted to do was make love to her, but it wasn't right. She was not in her right mind and he didn't want her to regret anything.

When he returned after his shower, she was asleep. He crawled in bed behind her and pulled her close to his body. He kissed the side of her head and closed his eyes.

"Thank you." He heard her whisper before he drifted off to sleep.

Falling asleep with her in his arms that night made her being okay a reality for him. He couldn't believe how much changed in just a few weeks. It seemed like a lifetime ago to him.

"So, what'cha order?" Jude said walking up behind him.

"Your favorite of course." He said smiling at her.

"Yay!"

"So are you feeling better?"

"Yeah. Just a minor freak out, but I'm good." She reassured him.

"So, your dad's getting home in a couple of days." He said casually while they were eating.

"Yeah. I've missed him."

"I bet he's missed you too. After he gets back and your birthday is over, we should all have dinner together. I could cook here. Have Sadie and Kwest come."

"That would be nice. You really want to put yourself through that?"

"Your dad is not that bad. I think he's learned to like me over the years."

"Huh. I guess he has. He had to see I wasn't kicking you to the curb." She said with a laugh.

"Though I should have been a few times." He playfully argued.

"I don't think so. We've both made mistakes in our relationship but we've learned from them. I think they've made us stronger."

"You're right. So have you shown Sadie her dress yet?"

" Nope. Portia and I planned her fitting the morning of. I know she'll love it."

"You're a pretty good little sister."

"I try. I want to show her how happy I am that she didn't go to New York. I don't know what I'd do with out her."

"I don't know what Kwest would do."

"True. He'd probably follow her. Then you'd be without your best friend."

"I'd still have you." Tommy said with a smirk.

There you go. Sorry it is so much later than I planned. The scene in his room was hard for me to write. I could see it play out, but it took me a while to write. Since the flashback was Tommy's it was all one sided and it was hard not to write what Jude was thinking and feeling during everything. Hope everyone thinks it turned out good. Please keep letting me know what you think.