A/N: Okay, a much longer chapter for your reading enjoyment! I didn't intend for it to be this long, I just couldn't really decide where to cut it off, and then it just kept going and…you get the idea. To compensate, you guys also get: a cliffhanger! So you know, that's something to look forward to.

There's a lot going on in this chapter, so I'm sorry if anyone gets confused. There are a lot of key focal points though, so read thoroughly! Hopefully I'll post more tomorrow, but I heard reviews make the heart grow fonder :)

Disclaimer: Not mine. Le sigh.

"Someone…broke into your Hummer." She said softly, avoiding his eyes.

"What?" Tommy felt his heart drop out of his chest.

"I'm sorry," Jude felt tears well in her eyes. This conversation was already not going how she had planned.

"Are you okay?"

Confusion clouded Jude's face as she finally lifted her head to look at him.

"What?" Her melodic voice echoed his earlier statement.

"I said, are you okay?" Tommy repeated, reaching forward and brushing a stray strand of hair off her face.

"I'm…fine. Just shaken up, really."

Tommy let out a huge sigh and leaned forward, resting his forehead against hers in their familiar position.

"Next time, maybe you should start with that line. Say 'Tommy, I'm fine, but-' and then elaborate." He kept his position for a moment more, taking deep breaths as he calmed himself before pulling back. "Tell me what happened."

"I…I got in the Hummer to go to work. It was in the driveway all night, locked. I got about a block down the street before I looked in my rearview and there was someone in the backseat. We had words, and then he got out."

"What did he say, Jude?"

"Nothing too creepy, really." Jude sounded like she was trying to convince herself.

"Girl, you're not the best judge of 'creepy.' What'd he say?"

"Nothing, really. He looked like a reporter, with a camera and stuff, and I just told him he was invading my privacy and that he needed to get out. We sort of argued, he kept saying that I wasn't being 'charitable to the public' and that I 'wouldn't look good in an expose.' Then, he just said that 'one way or another,' he'd get to know me." Jude looked deep into Tommy's eyes. "What does that mean, Tommy?" She whispered.

Tommy closed his eyes and shook his head.

"I don't know, girl. I really don't. He didn't say anything else?"

"No," she shook her head. "I told you it wasn't too bad."

"Wasn't too bad?" The calm, concerned Tommy that had been present in the bed was now up and pacing in front of the foot of the bed. "He was in the truck with you! He got in my locked truck!"

"I know!" Jude sat up on her knees in the bed, riling herself. "And I said I was sorry, Tommy! If he fucked up your truck, I'll pay for it!"

Tommy stopped pacing and stared at her, dumbfounded.

"You think I care about the truck?"

Jude gave a small shrug.

"I don't care about the goddamn truck, Jude! I care about the fact that you were in the truck, and you could've gotten hurt!"

Jude bit her lip as a tear fell down her face. She didn't know how Tommy always got to her, but he did. Even now, with him being sweet, she still felt so damn guilty.

"I'm sorry," she repeated.

"God, stop saying that!" Tommy knelt on the bed in front of her now, cupping her face and wiping furiously at the tears that streamed down. "I'm not mad at you, Jude. I'm mad at the situation. I'm mad at this guy who thinks he can do whatever he wants and get away with it. I'm mad that you felt like you had to stay here."

"I know," Jude said hurriedly, backing out of his touch and getting off the bed. "I'll leave after I clean up." She walked around the room quickly, searching for her jeans that she had come over in.

"Wait, what?" Tommy got up and grabbed her arm, stopping her from tearing through his closet. "I don't want you to go, Jude. I want you to feel like you can always come here, too. I just hate the fact that someone made you feel so unsafe that you felt like you had to come here."

She turned around to face him, and Tommy was painfully aware of the fact that his oversized Maple Leafs t-shirt barely reached mid-thigh on Jude.

"Someone was at my house," she said quietly. Seeing Tommy's look, she continued quickly. "I'm fine. I just…I was coming home the other night and someone was in the bushes by my house. Sadie, Kwest, and my dad were out looking at wedding venues for the evening. I just…I didn't know what to do, so I booked it. Eventually I discovered the key fob, and … yada yada yada."

Tommy smirked at her but leaned in and kissed her forehead.

"I knew you'd figure it out sooner or later," he said before turning away and walking towards the kitchen.

Jude just rolled her eyes and followed.

…

"So how long have you been here, Jude? When was all this?"

"Thursday, so about two days. What about you? Why are you home so early?" Jude watched Tommy reach in his fridge and pulled out some juice and got out two glasses, pouring some for both Jude and himself. Jude hopped up on a stool at the breakfast bar and waited for his answer patiently.

"Well, I worked about nonstop the past two days so I could get home. I didn't want your 'spidey sense' to go into overload with me gone," he said with a smile, placing the juice in front of her.

"I didn't mean to make you come home early," Jude said, feeling guilty. Tommy just shrugged and smiled.

"So, what are you feeling for breakfast? Waffles, maybe? Pancakes?" Tommy clapped and rubbed his hands together.

"You gonna cook for me, Quincy? How domestic." Jude laughed.

"I can domestic your ass off, thank you very much," Tommy joked back. "But in reality, I'm going to call and have it brought up." Jude's jaw dropped.

"You have room service?!"

"I think it's called 'housekeeping service,' actually." Tommy said nonchalantly as he walked towards a wall-mounted phone.

He placed their orders and walked to the living room section of his studio penthouse.

"What were you watching, Harrison?" He asked as he took in all the different DVD cases that lay askew on the floor.

"Well, everything," Jude said with a grin, walking to the couch, juice in hand. "I was in the middle of The Two Towers when I decided that I wanted to sleep in your comfy bed versus this comfy couch."

"Good choice," Tommy said as he sat down on the couch next to Jude, clicking it on.

The two watched the movie and the following, The Return of the King, with minimal interruptions. The food was brought up and ate in companionable silence. Bathroom breaks occurred between each movie. It was the perfect way to spend a Saturday morning, in Jude's opinion, as she lay sprawled on the couch, head in Tommy's lap.

As the movie came to a close, Jude hastily wiped her tears away.

"It wasn't that sad of a movie, Babe," Tommy said with a smile in his voice.

"I know! It was just good, is all."

"You've seen these movies a thousand times," he argued.

"And each time they're good."

"You mean and each time you cry?"

"Shut up, Quincy."

"You know, Harrison… it's been about," he paused to look at his watch, "eight hours and forty three minutes since I got back. And you still haven't asked…"

"Oh my gosh, the album!" Jude sat up quickly, looking excitedly at Tommy. "How did it come out? Is it good? Do you have a copy?"

"Wanna listen?" He asked with a grin, her excitement being infectious.

"Yes yes yes!" She shrieked, practically pushing him off the couch to go get the CD. "So, it's good?" She asked hopefully.

"Girl," was all that was said to convey his thoughts on just how good the album was.

"Put it in!"

He cocked an eyebrow.

"The CD, Quincy!"

He just laughed and followed her instructions before sitting down beside her again. Her powerful voice filled the room, and the two fell back into their companionable silence again, this time interrupted far more often with Jude's physical excitement. She was constantly hitting Tommy whenever a song got to a particular part, or emitting tiny little noises of pleasure when she loved how one thing sounded. When the last song finally faded, Jude turned to Tommy.

"Tommy that was-"

"Shhh!" He hushed her, pointing to the CD player. The counter was still going for the track time. It wasn't over?

Eventually, piano filled the room and Jude felt her heart stop. It couldn't be… she thought frantically. He doesn't even have a copy.

"Tommy?" She questioned softly.

"Hidden track, girl. I'm thinking it'll be as big of a hit as 'Chivas' was off of Kelly Clarkson's album a while back, remember that? It was a fan favorite, instantly."

Suddenly, Jude's voice filled the room, vulnerable yet powerful.

"You are the world within the-" Jude got up and hit the stop button.

"Where did you get that, Tommy?"

"It was all mixed in with your other songs. Funny, it must have been mislabeled because it was labeled as 'Eiffel Tower.'" Tommy said with a laugh.

Jude closed her eyes tightly and tried to take calming breaths to subdue her anger. It was labeled 'Eiffel Tower' for a reason, and that reason was sitting in front of her. Originally it had been 'Project Quincy,' and then 'Project France,' once she learned of Tommy's background, but finally, for fear of being discovered, she changed it to 'Eiffel Tower,' the most beautiful place in France.

"Is that going on all the albums?" She asked quietly, eyes still closed.

"Yeah, I sent it out yesterday. I can't believe I hadn't heard that one before, girl! It's amazing, one of my favorites from you." He paused and then questioned suspiciously, "And why haven't I heard that one, Jude?"

Jude, who had been focusing so hard on remaining calm that she hadn't realized Tommy asked her a question, finally opened her eyes.

"What?"

"I asked why I haven't heard that song? I am your producer."

"Not everything is meant for you to hear, Tommy!" She shot back, angry mostly at herself for leaving a copy lying around.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Exactly what I said, Tommy. I didn't want that song on the album for a reason." A very, very personal reason, I might add, Jude added silently. Tommy said nothing for a minute.

"Is it about him?"

"No," Jude answered calmly, knowing exactly whom he was talking about.

"Are you sure? Because it sure seems like you don't want it on the album for a reason, and if you still have feelings for him, you should've let me know before I put it-"

"It's not about Jamie, Tommy!" Jude practically screamed at him.

"Okay, okay," he said, holding up his hands in defense. "I'm sorry, ok? I just don't understand why it's such a big thing that this song is on the album is all."

"I know you don't," Jude said softly. "Let's just drop it, okay? I don't really want to think about it."

"Yeah, of course." Tommy tried to hide the confusion from his voice. He was confused in the beginning because he had never heard the song of his dreams before, and now he had no idea what was the inspiration behind it. He had been so sure Jamie was her motivation, since they had dated for about 8 months, even if it was over a long time ago.

"So, what do you want to do today?" He asked gently, trying not to get her riled up. He didn't want every conversation they had today to end in a fight. One was enough for him, and this morning's fight in particular was enough to last him for a few weeks. There was something especially exhausting about fighting with Jude about her own safety.

"I guess I should go see Sadie and my Dad." Jude said with a sigh. Not the most attractive prospect, but still, she should probably do it nonetheless.

"You end up talking to Darius about the party?"

"Ugh, yes. Not a conversation I want to relive with him anytime soon, trust me." Jude flopped back on the couch next to him.

"That bad, huh?"

"Worse. Accused me of having no backbone. Accused Sadie of even worse. But agreed to it in the end, so that's all that counts, right?"

Tommy just shrugged and kissed her on the forehead.

"You know my thoughts on Sadie right now, so I won't go into them. But I do think that you have more backbone than half of the employees at G-Major put together. And that's all that counts."

"Want to come to G-Major with me?" Jude asked suddenly.

"What? I thought you wanted to go see Sadie and your Dad?"

"No, I said that's what I should do. It's probably my least favorite option of things to do today. So I'm just going to put that on the backburner."

"Whatever you say, girl."

"So you'll come?" She asked, getting up from the couch.

"Why not?" Tommy asked himself more than her.

"Great! Just let me go change," Jude started to walk away.

"Eventually we'll need to talk about that song, Jude!" Tommy called after her.

"No we won't!" She called back, already disappearing into his room.

- - - -

Jude got ready fairly quickly. Her hair looked fine, albeit a little messy, just down and wavy, and she had just borrowed another one of Tommy's shirts to go with her own pair of jeans. She chose a button down this time, tucking it in and unbuttoning it nearly halfway down. Without a bra on it just showed tantalizing flesh, and barely any cleavage. Jude sighed at that, but decided that it could be worse.

"Okay, I'm all set," Jude said, stepping out of the bedroom. Tommy had already showered and changed using his luggage that was left in the kitchen. He made a point to look at his watch exasperatedly, but refrained from commenting.

Jude sauntered by him, grabbing her purse from the kitchen bar top.

"Let's go," she said, waiting by the door for him.

"Almost ready," Tommy said, grabbing his keys and wallet and walking up to her. He stood in front of her and proceeded to button up his shirt on her until he deemed it appropriate. Jude looked up at him with an amused look after he was finished. "Now I'm ready."

"It's nothing anyone hasn't seen before, Tommy," Jude said as she undid the buttons once more.

"Oh yeah?" Tommy said, following her out the door and locking it before turning to face her. "Just what have you been doing at G-Major while I've been away?"

"Funny, Quincy. I meant its just skin." She hit the button for the elevator, smiling at Tommy in their reflection against the doors.

"It's not just skin," Tommy said to their reflections. "It's your skin, and as far as I'm concerned, there's a short list of people at G-Major that have or ever will see that skin."

"And who's on that short list?" Jude flirted as she turned away from their reflections, becoming incredibly close to Tommy.

"Not Darius," Tommy whispered huskily as the elevator doors opened and he went in, leaving a flustered Jude to follow.

"Do you think he'll like the album?" Jude asked as the doors closed and the elevator started it's descent.

"I'm sure if he didn't like it we would've already heard about it," Tommy said assuredly.

"What do you mean? He's heard it?"

"FedEx-ed him a copy yesterday. He should've gotten it this morning and since neither of our phones are blowing up, I doubt he hates it. And how could he?"

"Oh, I don't know, Tommy. Maybe he doesn't like it when his top producer just decides to add hidden tracks to his artist's CDs."

"I thought we weren't talking about that song?" Tommy asked with a cocky grin.

"We're not. I just thought you'd like to know who is going to take complete and utter responsibility for when-"

"Darius loves it?" Tommy cut in. "Mmkay, I'll be ready for that."

Jude just rolled her eyes and continued their short ride in silence. They made their way out to the parking garage and both climbed into the Hummer. Jude was about to give Tommy her set of keys when she saw him pulling out his own. Sighing, she put hers back in her purse.

Tommy noticed her surreptitiously check out the backseat of the Hummer as he started it and backed out.

"No one's in here, Jude," he said softly.

"I know that," she said defensively. "I just…I didn't check once and look where that got me."

"Yeah, scantily clad and in my bed," Tommy joked. Jude hit him playfully but with a scowl on her face. "In all seriousness, girl, I won't give that guy a chance to get anywhere near you again, okay?"

Jude made a noncommittal noise that Tommy must have took for confirmation. She just didn't want Tommy to make promises that he couldn't keep, and how was anyone supposed to keep tabs on this mystery person? It was impossible, but Jude kept her thoughts to herself. Having an over protective Tommy looking after her gave her the security she needed to make it through the day.

They pulled up to G-Major after a relatively quiet drive over, both too lost in their thoughts to keep up any banter or repartee.

They walked in to find a delighted Darius standing in the lobby, apparently waiting for them.

"My two favorite people!" D exclaimed at their sight.

"He's either on drugs or he really likes the album," Jude muttered to Tommy, who just grinned.

"You like the final project then, D?" Tommy asked.

"Like it? I love it. I never should've doubted you two together."

"When did you doubt us?" Jude asked curiously.

"Not the point. The point is: the album is amazing. And Jude…Jude. That song at the end."

"Yeah, about that-" She rushed to explain, only to be cut off.

"Normally, I would not like additions that I didn't approve. But that song is amazing. Better than amazing. Epic!"

"Oh, Christ," Jude muttered, looking away.

"I'm serious, Jude!" Darius drew her attention once more. "I'm thinking it'll be bigger than 'Chivas' from Kelly Clarkson's album, you know the one, right Tommy?"

"Yeah, I said the same-"

Jude threw her hands in the air.

"What, does everyone around here just listen to angry chick music?" She asked, frustrated.

"It grows on you, girl," Tommy said, giving an affectionate tug on a lock of her hair.

"Look, I don't care if it's like 'Chivas' from Kelly Clarkson, or 'Frustration' from The Moffatts, the fact is that it's a hidden track! Hid-den. As in, not easily found. As in, not many fans will even end up hearing it. So there's no need to go all publicity-stunt-extraordinaire on this, okay?"

The two men standing next to her shared amused looks between the two of them, and a patronizing one towards Jude. Jude raised her eyebrows, waiting for an answer, which never came. After a moment, Darius turned to Tommy.

"I was thinking she could perform it-"

All Jude could do was let out a frustrated shriek. Before she could butt in the conversation once more, Sadie's voice rang out from across the lobby, calling her name. Somewhat grateful for the interruption, Jude turned away from Darius and Tommy and met Sadie in the middle of the lobby.

"Your album is so good!" Sadie exclaimed, pulling her younger sister into a hug.

"Thanks, Sadie," Jude said with a small laugh.

"How was your night? Is this your shirt? What happened?"

"What? No, this is Tommy's shirt," Jude answered before remembering what she had told Sadie the previous night. "It's a long story. Embarrassing, really. I'll save it for a different day," Jude said hastily.

Sadie shot her an unconvinced look but continued to speak.

"So, ohmigosh, I have the best idea, I was thinking you could sing that hidden track for the wedding reception," Sadie said, ignoring the blood draining from Jude's face. Instead of answering, Jude just whipped around to where Tommy and Darius were still talking.

"Quincy, get your ass in Studio A!" She screamed across the lobby as she stomped away to the studio. Tommy merely shrugged at Darius and followed.

As soon as the door closed behind him, Jude set in on him.

"Do you have any idea how much trouble you caused with that goddamn song at the end of the album, Tommy? Do you? This is becoming a disaster! FIX IT."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Jude." Tommy stepped towards her in an effort to calm her. "Just try and relax."

"I will not relax! This is a mess!" Upset tears started welling up in Jude's eyes. This was not going according to her plans. That song never factored into her plans at all, and now, here it was, making itself at home, embedding itself in all aspects of her life.

"Jude, Jude, shhh." Tommy rubbed her arms gently. "I'm not sure why this song is such a big problem for you, but I can see that it is. But you have to know that this song is worth thousands of extra dollars for Darius. Thousands of extra dollars for you." He watched as recognition dawned in Jude's eyes.

"I still don't want to-"

"I know."

"And they're still going to make me-"

"I know."

"And I'm not sure if I'm ready to-"

"I know, Jude," Tommy said softly. "Just go in the recording booth and play it for me, okay? I want to hear it live, with clean acoustics. So just go in there, and do what you do best."

Jude hung her head, since she knew that there was nothing she could say or do to fight this. She hadn't really considered the fact that it'd be making her so much money, and that in itself was a very large incentive to allow Darius to milk this song. She still wasn't going to play it at Sadie's wedding, though.

"One take." Jude said softly.

"We'll see, girl," Tommy replied.

"One take," Jude reaffirmed, and went into the recording booth.

She sat in front of the piano and thought about when she had written the song.

It had been about two months ago. Jude has just broken up with one of her 'long term' boyfriends – meaning she had dated him for over a week.

Jude walked into G-Major and slipped into a studio where she knew Tommy would be at work with SME, laying down the instrumental for her next song.

"Hey," she said quietly as she sat down next to him.

"Hey yourself," he replied, not looking up from the soundboard in front of him. She remained silent for a few more minutes, content to just be quiet with Tommy. When he finally looked at her, he hit a few more buttons on the soundboard.

"Why don't we take 10, guys?" He spoke into the mike to SME without breaking his gaze from Jude. Once SME was out of the studio, he studied her a bit more.

"What happened?" He asked instinctively.

Jude shrugged.

"He didn't make me feel…you know." Another shrug.

"You broke up with him 'cause he didn't make you feel," Tommy mimicked her shrug.

"He didn't make me feel … I don't know. Wanted. Beautiful. Anything. He just didn't make me feel…necessary. Like he could've been in a relationship with anyone, I could've been anyone."

"You're not just anyone, Jude," Tommy assured her in a low voice. "You're Jude Fucking Harrison. You're the best there is, and you are the only one like you. You're one of a kind. You're it."

Jude just brushed unshed tears out of her eyes after Tommy's tangent.

"How do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"You know. Say exactly the right thing."

Tommy gave a small laugh, a faint coloring appearing on his cheeks. He obviously wasn't that great at saying the right thing, or else Jude wouldn't be going on dates with random guys, but she would be spending all of her free time with him. But he just brushed off her comment with a flippant remark.

"Because, as much as you are Jude Fucking Harrison, I'm Tommy Fucking Quincy," he said with a wink and a cocky smile, drawing a laugh out of her.

Jude wrote the song that afternoon.

"You ready, girl?" Tommy's voice reverberated around her in the booth. She nodded. "Okay, Jude Harrison's 'Untitled' in five, four, three," he counted down the last two numbers and pointed at her.

Jude's able hands drifted over the piano and the haunting melody swirled around her. She looked up to find Tommy's unabashed staring, so she quickly closed her eyes and let the music surround her.

"You are the world within the world that I exist,

You are the touch that just won't fade.

You are the end and beginning of each and every day

You are the reason I stay sane.

It's hard to see beautiful

Oh, it's hard to see beautiful in your own eyes

But you make me beautiful

For the very first time.

Does anybody know what it's like

To feel larger than life?

To look deep in your soul

And know you're not alone?

Does anybody know how it feels

To find something that's real

And make it your own?

Oh, that's when you know that you found home

Home, you found home, home."

Jude's eyes were firmly shut as she finished the moving chorus, but her hands gained strength on the piano. Tommy was grateful that she was so involved in the music, because if she were to open her eyes and look at him, he's not sure he could've even attempted to conceal his feelings.

"And when the strings inside of me

Unravel to the ground

You are the hand that gathers me up

And when I'm laughing so hard

That I can hardly breathe

How do you know just when enough's enough?

It's hard to feel beautiful

Oh, it's hard to feel beautiful in your own skin

But you make me, you make me beautiful

Over and over again.

Does anybody know what it's like

To feel larger than life?

To look deep in your soul

And know you're not alone?

Does anybody know how it feels

To find something that's real

And make it your own?

That's when you know that you found home.

Home, you found home, home.

Don't let me down

'Cause I've waited all my life to find you."

The piano ceased at this point and Tommy thought perhaps Jude was done singing. But instead, her raw voice came through the speakers alone.

"Does anybody know what it's like

To feel larger than life?

To look deep in your soul…

And know you're not alone."

The piano resumed, more powerful than before, and Jude's voice was as well, adding in some impressive vocal acrobatics as well.

"Does anybody know how it feels

To find something that's real

And make it your own?

That's when you know that you've found home

Home, you found home

That's when you know that you've found home

Home, you've found home,

Home."

As the last piano note reverberated through the room, neither Jude nor Tommy spoke anything. Jude's eyes were shut and Tommy's were wide with anticipation. Jude was well aware that no matter how dumb people mistook 'Li'l Tommy Q' for, he was anything but, and she knew he had to have been aware of who the real inspiration was behind that song.

Finally gathering her bearings, Jude got up from the piano as calmly as possible, and walked out of the booth. She didn't break her stride as she leaned down and grabbed her purse from the floor and walked out of the studio.

"Jude…" Tommy called after her, falling in step behind her.

"One take, Tommy. I told you that." Jude answered while still walking, increasingly faster by the second.

"We have to talk about that song, girl," Tommy practically pled while following her through the lobby. Jude paused after Tommy said that, stopping in front of the doors leaving G-Major. She whipped around and Tommy was a little taken aback by the emotions swirling in her eyes.

"No. We don't." She said in a shaky voice and proceeded out the doors and down the steps.

Tommy ran a hand over his face as he stood in the lobby, wondering what just happened. Deciding it wasn't the best idea to just let Jude go off, especially when they had only taken one car to work that morning, he followed her.

"Jude!" Tommy raced to catch up with her, but Jude had a decent head start and was fast approaching the Hummer. She pulled out her keys to it and hit the remote unlock button.

She was vaguely aware of Tommy still shouting her name, when suddenly the Hummer was nothing more than a fireball, exploding off the ground.

"Jude!"