author's noteee: I watched Dead Silence last night, that fucking movie made me wants to pee myself sort of. Although the gore was beyond beautiful. I suggest you watch it if you want to scare yourself out of your pants.

so, this is longer than expected.

I do not own Edward, or Emmet.

They belong to Stephenie Meyer.

And Jude, Tom and Victoria

belong to Instant Star/Ctv.

I own Natalina, Katinka, and Gwendolyn.

Thank to all who have reviewed. You guys are great.

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A few hours later, Jude, her mother, Katerena, and the Dutoir's were all lounging in their sitting room, cups of tea all around the round table Jude and Katerena had just been playing rummy on. Jude let herself peek from the corner of her eye at Thomas who sat beside his mother, very poised and softspoken. His brown eyes had the faintest touch of green, which she noticed when they were in the kitchen, her scrubbing dishes and him drying.

"So, what's it like to be normal?" he asked, drying a plate with a soft towel her mother had given him.

Jude looked up at him, the bubbles up to her elbows. "Are you kidding? I'm anything but normal..." she trailed off, thinking of her ever apparent clumsyness. She shook her head but he disagreed.

"You are normal. You go to a normal school, you don't have to wear those shameful yellow stars where ever you go, and you surely aren't banned from certain areas of the city." he said, a slight bitterness in his voice.

Jude bit her lip in embarassment, she hadn't meant to upset him. "Oh, well.." she trailed off, thinking about Natalina. "I don't particularly like it..I miss some of my old friends.."

Thomas nodded, understanding. "Things would be a lot easier if I weren't jewish.." he said, talking more to himself than anything.

Jude didn't reply, she just washed the inside of the glass goblet she held. He broke the silence first. "So, tell me about yourself Jude.." he said, grabbing the cup from her hand and drying it.

"Ah..I'm sixteen..and I go to the Montisourri school. Er, I was born in Germany but, we moved here shortly before my younger sister was born." she said, grabbing the last of the silverware and washing it then handing them to him. "I absolutely love reading..and I do have the tendency to sing.." she smiled, and ran her hands under the water washing the bubbles off. "I'd rather ride a bike than do anything..and stars are my absolute favorite thing in the world.." she trailed off, looking up at Thomas.

They locked eyes, having a conversation with their eyes. Jude felt her heart flutter in her chest, and a deep flush rose in her cheks. That's when she noticed his eyes had green in it. "What's so interesting about stars?" he asked, tilting his head slightly to the side.

"Maybe I'll tell you one day.." she had her reasons, she felt like she could tell him anything and he wouldn't judge her. Just as he was about to say something else, Katerena flitted into the kitchen.

"Mama says to bring in tea.." she danced around the kitchen like a ballerina, and Thomas laughed musically as she danced out of the room. She was forced to sit in the stuffy room, stuffy from the black curtains, and listen to politic talk.

It felt like forever until her father came in. She heard the door open then shut, and she hopped up from her spot. "Vati!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around his neck and squealing. She kissed his cheek and loosened her tight hold on his neck.

Edward stood at six-one with light brown hair and blue eyes like Jude's. He was dressed in a pressed suit, and smiled as his eldest daughter hugged him. "suesses Mädchen." he whispered in her hair, and kissed her cheek as he cupped it. "I missed you."

Jude smiled, she was always close to her father. Katinka held her mother's attention and Jude always her fathers. She released her hold on him and lowered herself from her tippy-toes. They walked into the sitting room, arm in arm.

"Ah, Mrs. Dutoir and Mr. Dutoir..." he nodded his head in their direction. "It's nice to see to you two..." he raised his head up to Thomas who sat shyly beside where Jude sat before. "And you too Thomas."

Edward had a smile on his face, but Marguerite, Hermann and Victoria sat there all solemn faced. She looked to Katinka for some answers, but she shrugged. She couldn't keep up with their constant german talk.

"What is the matter?" Jude's voice broke the silence, she sounded innocent, scared.

Victoria stood up and walked over to the two, Edward's face was completely confused and Jude reflected the same look. She clasped her hands in front of her, looking down the back up. "Edward, remember when us and the Dutoir's discussed the war-issues arising?" Edward remembered that discussion directly, they'd discussed plans if the Dutoir's were ever to get a notice for concentration camp, they would come to hide in their home.

He nodded, his green eyes piercing. "Well," she looked over her shoulder, where Hermann pulled a white envelope with black script on it. "They've gotten a notice...for all three of them.." she said, her eyebrows suddenly knitting together.

Marguerite silently cried into the handkerchief in her hand while Hermann tried to comfort her. Jude's eyes wandered to Thomas's face, but he just stared blankly ahead, no emotion portrayed on his face. She knew it must be hard on him, and his family. "How long?" he asked, looking from Victoria to Hermann.

"They have a week.." she spoke softly, wringing her hands slightly and twisting her wedding band around her finger.

Edward nodded, his arms now tightly around Jude's shoulder. "We need to plan...now." he said, looking at the Dutoir's seriously who nodded in reply.

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Edward and Victoria sat at opposite ends of the table, Thomas and Jude to their left, Hermann and Marguerite on the opposite sides. He held a cigar between his fingers, occasionally puffing, a tight look on his face.

"I want you both, " he gestured towards Hermann and Marguerite with his hands. "To pack your essential's. We can't have more than you need. Undergarments, Shirts, Socks, Pants, and Pajama's." he listed them on his fingers. "Same for you Thomas."

Thomas nodded, looking at his hands underneath the tables. Jude was thankful Katinka had an early bedtime, she felt like an adult sitting with her parents discussing plans, although the idea of hiding jews in her home was entirely frightening and dangerous in her mind. Edward leaned back in his chair, holding a tumbler filled with brandy and he took a small sip.

"We have three extra rooms, now that Katinka and Jude share one. We will black out the windows, painting over them as well. I will have to put up a false wall in both rooms, it shouldn't take more than a day if I bring my brother, Emmet to help. We'll need to set down firm rules too," he looked between the Dutoir's and his two girls. "For both families."

Jude's hands were set in her lap and she circled her thumbs around eachother. She'd never imagined her parents would do something like this, they were endangering their lives! Jude felt Thomas's eyes on her, and she turned her head slightly to the side to look at him. He half-smiled, his eyes showing his fear though and Jude returned the smile, although her heart was beating like crazy.

Her head shot up, hearing gunshots in the distance. Her father noticed the fear in her wide eyes, as they heard a rumbling and planes flying overhead. She felt a hand enclose around hers and she looked to her father, who had a reassuring look on his face. "It'll be okay, mein Kind." he whispered, and leaned over kissing her hair.

Jude's heart slowed down a bit. He held onto her hand as he spoke. "I will tell you a few rules now, so you won't be overwhelmed with them the first night." he set his cigar in the ashtray, squeezing Jude's hand lightly.

"You all will have to be extremely quiet, the walls are paper thin. and anymore noise than necessary will bring suspicion to the house. Jude, you cannot tell anyone about this...not Gwendolyn, not anyone from school. Do not breathe to a soul about this..do you understand?" Jude nodded silently biting the inside of her lip. She looked over at Thomas, who was staring nervously at Edward.

"Hm. If you're due in next week...I want you all to be settled in five days. We will discuss alternate plans after that." he said, picking up the forgotten cigar and chewing on the end in anxiousness.

"Alternate...plans...?" Jude asked, tilting her head to the side.

Edward stroked the top of her hand. "Yes, alternate plans incase the Gestapo come.."

"God forbid that ever happening.." Victoria spoke up for the first time, her fingers diddling with the pearls around her neck. Her eyes showed her fear, she thought they'd get caught. In her eyes played the dramatic ending she was thinking of if they were discovered by the gestapo. A tear rolled silently down her cheek.

Edward noticed and tried to lighten the mood. "Do not worry, Victoria. This Hitler...he's a fucking tyrant and he shall get nowhere in this war. He's already taken away the bikes, and the ammunition is down. What are the natzi's going to do? Come riding to the front on their bikes? Our men shall take care of them." he said reassuringly, but not really believing it himself.

Marguerite noticed the time. "It is time for us to go.." she said softly, rising from her seat. "Thank you for the invitation...dinner was wonderful, Mrs. Harrison." she said, walking over to Victoria who had already gotten up from her chair. They hugged eachother, and Jude noticed her mother comforting the petite woman. Beside her Thomas stood up, and she noticed how tall he was finally.

Jude, Edward and Hermann followed suit.

Edward grasped Hermann's hand. "I shall see you tomorrow?" he asked, and Hermann nodded, replying. "I'll stop by your office if I can."

Jude stood off to the side, her hands in front of her and her eyes glued to the floor as Victoria and Marguerite said their own good-morrows as well as the husbands. Thomas made his way over to her.

"I never knew your parents were such activists.." he said, standing beside her almost reflecting her stance. "They're good people. I cannot believe they're...you're risking your lives for us..just a couple of mangly Jews."

Jude shook her head and looked up at him, her heart fluttering. She willed it to stop as she spoke. "No, you are humans first, jews second. No one deserves the torture and hurt you's are being put through..as for risking our lives, I do believe we are concious of our descision." she said, grabbing onto her gold cross from around her neck. "And God will not judge us if we were to die in the hands of those bastards." she confidently nodded and Thomas grinned for what seemed like the first time since earlier in the kitchen.

"I'm glad you're sure of yourself." he said, walking towards the door where his parents had just left through. He turned back and whispered in her ear. "Otherwise I wouldn't of believed you.." he hurridly kissed her cheek and Jude stood there still, registering the moment before a deep red flush rose from her neck to her ears.

And just think Jude, she thought to herself, you're going to be living with him for the length of this war..

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Can you believe minus these italicized words, that there are 2037 words. the most I ever typed tehe. I'm gonna get carpal tunnel syndrome or whatever its called that men get from touching themselves too much.

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