Epilogue

Back and forth, back and forth...Tommy had been pacing from one side of the room to the other for the last fifteen minutes. He was nervous as hell that things would be perfect, and he wanted for things to be perfect more than anything. Today was the day when his girl would officially be his forever.

The past few weeks had been completely crazy. Jude's album had been released two weeks prior and they had been doing promotion seemingly nonstop. When they weren't promoting her album or working in the studio, they were taking care of Sam and helping with Arianna. But somehow, amidst all of the other things going on, they had time to plan a wedding. Of course, it was going to be a small and intimate occasion, without fanfare and buzz.

Still, as was determined before, he was completely nervous. He wanted to make sure that Jude was doing alright—calm and content. Their many wedding conversations had brought them here, to the small church on the way to her family's farm house, with their closest friends and family sitting in wait.

Tommy's thoughts were interrupted by the door to his room opening. Looking up, his eyes met those of the eldest Harrison. "Stuart," he said, nodding in greeting.

"Tom," Stuart replied as he stepped in the room. Shaking hands, the two men just looked at each other before Jude's father spoke again. "To be honest, Tom, I'm not surprised that we are standing here today. I think I always knew it was coming."

"I know what you mean, sir." Tom paused, but finished his thoughts, "It's been a long time coming."

"That it has, that it has." Sitting in one of the chairs to the side of the door, Stuart looked at his soon-to-be son-in-law. "Now that you two are here, getting married, I have to tell you how proud I am of my daughter. She is a strong woman, and so talented. But more than that, she has so much love to give." Before continuing, Stuart looked at the floor as if trying to gather his thoughts. Tommy didn't say a word, curious as to what the older man would say. "Tom, I'm glad that you are the one she is sharing that love with. You and Sam have become such an important part of our family, and I know that you'll take care of her."

Tommy nodded his head in agreement. "I will take care of her, Stuart. I promise that she, along with Sam, is my world and I would do nothing to take that away or change that." He wanted to make sure that Jude's dad knew how serious he was. Jude was his life, and he would not be complete without her by his side. Going over to Stuart, Tom grasped his hand and pulled the older man to his feet. "Thank you for being so supportive of us and for welcoming me into your family." With that, he hugged his almost-father-in-law.

The men's embrace was interrupted by the door opening, yet again. This time, Kwest entered, telling them both that it was time. Stuart separated from Tommy and walked out the door, saying, "See you boys at the end of the aisle."

Not ten minutes later, the ceremony was starting. Tommy was at the front of the church with Kwest and the minister, eagerly awaiting his bride-to-be. Sadie made her way down the aisle, looking fantastic for having given birth less than a month prior. Sam soon followed as the flower girl, sprinkling petals along the aisle. When she reached the front, she whispered an excited, "hello" to Tommy, and he couldn't help but smile at her precociousness.

The music changed as soon as Sam sat down in the front row, and could barely contain his thrill at the prospect of seeing Jude. She did not disappoint and he forgot to breathe as she proceeded down the aisle on her father's arm. She was a vision in her gown—elegant and modern—completely stunning.

Once she reached the front of the small church, Jude turned to her father and kissed his cheek. The older man adjusted her veil so that her face was visible, and gave her a sweet kiss on her forehead. He grabbed her right hand and Tommy's left hand, bringing them together before moving to his place next to Sam in the front row.

For a moment, Tommy was struck by the symbolism of the simple action—Stuart placing Jude's hand in his was like he was letting his baby go. Bringing himself back to the present, Tommy led Jude a few steps closer to the minister as he began to speak. Not surprisingly, as he gazed in the eyes of his love, Tommy was awestruck. His girl was so beautiful, she radiated joy and happiness, and was literally glowing. He couldn't help but think that this was the real start to the rest of their lives.

…

The light breeze slightly shifted her dress and blew her hair, but Jude took no notice because of the strong arms wrapped securely around her waist. They were taking a few photos in the garden outside the church since the ceremony had concluded. To be honest, if it weren't for the constant comments coming from their photographer, Jude would have thought it was just the two of them. She was reveling in his presence, in his arms. After a while, Sam came running up, wanted to be in their pictures too. They gladly agreed since the girl was such an integral part of their lives and their relationship. After they had finished with the photos, they made their way to the car that would take them to Kwest and Sadie's for a catered dinner.

With an arm around her husband's waist, Jude couldn't help from smiling, she felt like life couldn't get better than it was at that moment. Turning to Tommy, she asked, "Doesn't it seem like things are just about perfect right now?"

Tommy smiled down at her and responded, "That's because things are just about perfect." He kissed the top of her head before continuing. "The only thing that would make this better is if we had another Quincy on the way."

She was shocked at his words, but couldn't help but get excited at the prospect of a child of their own. Jude had always loved kids, but since Sam had entered their lives, her desire for kids of her own had blossomed. Her only response was a widened smile and tightening her grip on his waist.

Eventually, they made their way to her sister's house for their reception. Tommy had decided to take them on a more scenic route, traveling through some of the back roads, enabling them to arrive last to the dinner. Walking in the front entrance, Jude was overwhelmed with the feeling of contentment. She was surrounded by about 50 of her closest friends and family, in the arms of the love of her life. This was how a wedding should be—filled with love and joy.

She and Tommy made their way into the room and sat at the head table for dinner. Conversation was fun and lively, filled with laughter and joy. And, as soon as plates were being cleared away, the music started up and the dancing began. Helping to pull out her chair, Tommy put out his hand for her, "May I have the first dance with my wife?"

Jude couldn't help the grin that spread across her face. "I would love to dance with you, husband."

They made their way to the center of the room and wrapped themselves in each other's arms. She rested her head against his shoulder, tucking it into the crook of his neck. The sense of contentment that washed over her anew was like rain from heaven, completely refreshing. Being in Tommy's arms was as close to perfection as she could get. If only she could get rid of the slightly nauseous feeling in her stomach. She chalked it up to wedding jitters, but the "icky" feeling just wouldn't go away.

Pushing the sickly thoughts aside, Jude closed her eyes and focused on the man whose arms were currently encircling her waist. A sigh escaped her lips and she simply enjoyed being with her husband. A gasp soon followed, however, when his hand glided down her back, settling on the top curve of her ass.

His husky voice whispered in her ear, "Is my sense of touch mistaken, or do you not have anything on underneath this dress?"

No matter how determined she was not to smile, Jude couldn't hold back the smirk that lit her features and made her eyes sparkle. "You are correct...under this dress is all me...and nothing else..." She wagged her eyes suggestively before leaning closer and whispering in his ear, "Does that turn you on, Quincy?" With her question, Jude brought her hips closer to his and rubbed against his hardening member.

The intake of breath was sudden, and his grasp on her tightened at her words. He began to kiss the shell of her ear before moving inward, letting his heated breath caress her skin. His lips moved slowly to the indent just below her ear, gently sucking on the skin, making her tingle with want.

"Tommy!" she whispered urgently, trying to get him to stop his tortuous actions. When he didn't stop, she tried to pull away from him. But, because his ministrations were pure perfection, her will was less than resilient. "Oh, fine..." she moaned, trying to keep her voice low enough that no one else would notice what was transpiring between the newly married pair.

Thankfully, the song came to an end quickly. Tommy grabbed her wrist tightly and led her toward the front door. Both groaned in irritation when a bubbly blonde interrupted their path, placing herself in between them and the door that led to their escape.

Seeing their expressions, she rolled her eyes, "Alright, you two...keep it in your pants for five more minutes. At least say goodbye to Dad and Sam, okay? You know, for all the planning that went into tonight, you would think you could stay longer than 8:30."

…

Sitting on the plane, Tommy thought back over the last 48 hours. The wedding had been perfect, and the reception was beautiful. Of course, they had only stayed long enough to eat and fulfill their obligatory first dance. From there, both were so ready to be alone that they skipped out on the rest of the evening. Spied ended up cutting the cake with Mason, and the party had apparently continued on until around midnight. By them, he and Jude were on to much better things. Thankfully, Stuart had taken Sam to stay with him for the week, giving Jude and him some much-needed and much-deserved alone time.

The only thing Tommy slightly regretted was the hasty goodbye they had given to their girl. So completely taken over by a need for Jude, they had nearly left without giving Sam a proper goodbye. He was somewhat ashamed to admit that he had forgotten about his own daughter, but he chalked it up to the craziness of a wedding. Not to mention that the only conscious thought going through his mind was getting Jude alone and naked and having his way with her.

After a restless night filled with passion, they had a chance to see Sam before heading off on their honeymoon. That very morning they had met her, Stuart, Sadie, Kwest, and new baby Arianna for breakfast at Stuart's hotel. They had talked about some of their plans, Stuart had shared what he was going to do with his two grand-daughters, and Sadie and Kwest had confessed that they were going to get away for a night. From the hotel, Jude and he had gone straight to the airport, ready to be on their way.

And here they were, an hour away from landing on the small island of Aruba. They had an exclusive bungalow reserved for their honeymoon abode, and Tommy had no plans of leaving it empty for most of their stay. The lecherous grin that covered his face at the thought of keeping Jude in their retreat all week long turned soft when the beautiful woman beside him began to stir.

She hadn't been feeling well that morning, feeling overly tired and a bit nauseous. As soon as they boarded their plane, he encouraged her to get some rest. She only woke to change planes in Florida before they continued their journey. When her eyes opened, he kissed her forehead and asked, "Are you feeling a bit better, Babe?"

Cringing slightly, Jude shook her head. "Honestly, not really. Maybe its all the excitement of the past few days though. Once we land and get to our place, I'll be fine."

Tommy could tell that there was more going on by the slight darkness in her eyes. As much as he would have liked to pretend that everything was fine, he knew that, in order to truly enjoy their honeymoon, they would need to figure out whatever else was going on. With that as his motivation, he turned her head to face him and locked their eyes. "Jude, what's really going on?"

She opened her mouth in protest, but before a word could escape, he covered her lips with a finger. "Nope, we aren't going to pretend that everything is fine. What's up?"

After a moment, she took a deep breath and looked out the window. He could see her eyes close and her face scrunch up before she mumbled something. Because she wasn't facing him, he couldn't hear what she said and asked her to repeat herself. Another pause elapsed before she looked at him, eyes filled with tears ready to fall. "I think I'm pregnant," she whispered.

Shock overtook him and there was not a single word that would come to the forefront of his mind. When he still had no response a few moments later, Jude looked back to the ground and said, "Say something..." in a low voice.

That was all it took for Tommy's mouth to catch up with his mind, and he captured her lips in an almost bruising kiss. Moving his lips against hers, he tried to convey his excitement, love, and joy at the news that they may soon be parents to their own child. Finally separating from her in a desperate need for oxygen, he looked at her with a smile a mile wide, "Really?"

She seemed to be a bit dazed, and only nodded her agreement.

Taking a hand and placing it on her stomach, Tommy couldn't help but softly caress the flat surface. "Baby...we're going to have a baby." Looking up at her, he sighed, "I love you so much." His other hand moved to her cheek, cupping it and simply reveling in her soft skin.

The hint of a smile began to form on her lips before asking, "You aren't upset or disappointed?"

Violently shaking his head, he exclaimed, "No! You know how much I want to have more babies with you and make our family bigger. It may be a bit sooner than we expected, but that doesn't mean I'm upset. I'm thrilled!" He kissed her softly, tenderly, giving evidence to his love.

Again, they separated and could only gaze in each other's eyes. Had anyone been paying attention to their private moment, they would have seen two people completely in love, with eyes only for each other. Theirs was the sort of love that Tommy made fun of in his Boyz Attack days. But knowing the reality of being loved by Jude, he could care less how goofy or sappy he was. She was everything to him...her and Sam...and their baby.

A small giggle escaped his wife's lips, and he questioned her with raised eyebrows.

She looked up at him through long eyelashes and explained, "I bought a test at the airport, but I've been to scared to take it."

Tommy couldn't help but smile at her confession. "Do you have it with you?"

She seemed surprised at his question, but only nodded in response.

"Go take it." Her brow furrowed, and he cajoled her, "I'm serious. Go take the test. I want to know if we are going to be parents."

…

Seven and a half months later, a beautiful boy was christened Caleb Stuart Quincy. He was a healthy 22 inches long, nearly eight pounds, and the most handsome baby any of their friends had ever seen.

Needless to say, they found out that Jude was indeed pregnant on their honeymoon. Once they arrived home, they determined that she was about a month along. Tommy and her week alone in Aruba was perfect—the picture of relaxation and restoration. They rarely left their bungalow unless it was to stroll on the beach or go into town—which only happened once. They even managed to write a song or two for her next album, though they weren't sure what the timing would look like with a baby on the way.

Once arriving home, they discovered that her album had gone double platinum, and was met with worldwide praise. Fans were clamoring for a tour, something Jude accomplished through a few smaller club shows throughout Canada and in a few of the major US cities. Tommy would barely let her lift a finger, he was so excited for their child to be born.

Sam was excited too, she couldn't wait to be a big sister and show her little brother the ropes of life as a Quincy. She had been thrilled when they returned home from their honeymoon, especially excited to spend time with them now that a new member was on their way.

An extra day in the hospital was spent ensuring that both mommy and baby were healthy and ready to go, but the family finally arrived at their home the following afternoon. Tommy had taken only side streets and drove at half the normal speed to ensure the safety of his family. The first sight that greeted Jude as they walked in the front door was not her sister or father, nor was it the "Welcome Home" banner that hung in the entry. Instead, it was the beautiful white grand piano that decorated their living room.

Looking to Tommy, she questioned with her eyes what the instrument was doing there, and was only met with a sweet smile. She didn't have the energy or the time to question him further, surrounded by the loving members of their growing family.

In the years to come, Jude and Tommy continued to make beautiful music together. They had two more children, a little girl and another little boy, and life was good. It wasn't so much that things were perfect...they most certainly weren't! Tommy and Jude had their arguments, raising kids took a great deal of work, and a life in the media came with many complications. But, all in all, their were happy. Again and again, Jude was reminded that she was living her dream with the man she loved and a family that was her world.