Holy crap. Someone needs to invent some kind of "e-slap" so that when I'm not posting new chapters, you guys can just slap me through the computer. Wow, I'm really sorry. Haha, I've just been so lazy. I had even mapped out this whole chapter and was just too lazy to write it. It was always one of those, I'll do it later.. And I never did. Until now. I really hope you guys like this chapter even though it's kind of short.

I guess when I promise I'm going to post, I never do. Hah. So this time, I make no promises, I just hope I can post on time. :)

I own nothing but my imagination.

Jude awoke the next morning to a pulsing headache and the sound of her cell phone ringing on the table across from where she was lying. She groaned and tried to ignore it by turning her head in the other direction and holding the red blanket up to her ears, but after a few seconds of the loud music she had for a ring tone, she figured she should just pick it up.

She opened her eyes and winced at the brightness of the light. The curtains had been left open from the night before and the sun beams angrily sought out her eyes to stare at her, forcing her to wake up. Her phone stopped ringing. Too late.

Sighing, she decided it was time to wake up anyway. She tried to lift herself off the couch, but felt pressure on the small of her back keeping her from moving. She looked down at the sleeping figure she was entangled and smiled. Tommy's eyes were closed and his face was innocent. His breath was at a steady pace. Jude propped up her arms on either side of his head and looked around.

Empty champagne bottles had been strewn across the floor while noise makers and party hats from their own little party were all bunched up together on the coffee table. Her guitar was turned on it's side and the TV still held a faint glow. The New Years eve parade was on, but the volume was put on mute earlier in the night when the two had begun talking.

The window was open and she felt the cool breeze coming from it, billowing the curtains and the papers on the table. The room was cold, but Jude was warm. She and Tommy were wrapped under a red blanket on the couch. Somehow, during the night, one of them must have followed the other onto the couch because the last Jude could comprehend, she and Tommy were on the floor. She smiled to herself for the second time that morning. Looking at the clock on her phone, she realized it was only seven thirty and the two could use a couple more hours of sleep.

She gently laid her head back down on Tommy's chest and brought the blanket up to cover them both again. Tilting her head up to Tommy's she pressed a sweet kiss to his cheek and nestled into the crook of his neck. Subconsiously, Tommy tightened his grip around her waist. Jude smiled softly and soon drifted off back to sleep.

When Jude awoke again, two hours later, it was to the sound of banging pots and muffled swearing. Her head still throbbed, though this time, she felt better than she did earlier. She shivered and soon realized that her warm companion was gone.

"Tommy?" Jude called into the openness of the house.

The rustling in the kitchen stopped and soon Tommy arrived in the doorway.

Tommy playfully smiled and bowed to her. "You beckoned, my lady?"

"Your lady needs some coffee," she replied, smiling back.

Tommy motioned to the kitchen, "Already started."

Jude found no need to try and get up. She just stretched out her arms helplessly. "Carry me."

Tommy looked at her curiously. Seeing that she was serious he grinned, went to her and picked her up from her place on the couch.

"Where to, Princess?" he asked as he started towards the kitchen.

"To the food chamber," she commanded playfully. "Away now young servant!"

Tommy laughed, "Young? Are you sure you know me?"

He set her down gently on the bar stool and turned her around so her back was to the counter. He leaned towards her as she leaned back. Soon, her back hit the counter and he placed two of his hands on either side of her. He came towards her until he was about an inch from her face, the closeness making Jude's breath hitch in her throat.

"What do you wanna do today?" he asked suggestively.

Jude started at him with wide eyes. "What?"

Tommy's eyes glistened, "I was thinking..." he explained as he traced her arm. "We should..."

Jude held onto every word Tommy said until he pulled back with a smirk on his face.

"Go back to the studio when the holiday is over."

That jerk had just played with her for fun.

"What the hell was that all about?" Jude asked shocked and still reeling.

Tommy tried to look innocent, "What?"

"The touching, and the- you and me- so close.." she grasped at words in her mind and nothing seemed to be coming out right. Tommy just sat back and laughed.

"Just glad to know I have superiority, that's all," he said.

Jude's confusion immediately wiped off her face and a look of mischief washed onto her features. Tommy suddenly became nervous. Then the mischief was replaced by a normal Jude look.

"Okay, if you want to go into the stuido," she began. "We'll go. But not today. I want to be totally free for one more day."

"I couldn't agree with you more," Tommy said. "Look, there is something I wanted to show you. I was going to take you on the day we had cooking class but it was raining, and now I feel like it's a good time to go, plus the view is better than music itself."

"You want to go to a gay bar, huh?" she laughed.

"What!?" he looked at her, his eyes bulging out of his head.

"That's not a no!" she smiled as she jumped up to run into the bathroom. Because of the drunken New Years Eve they had last night, she hadn't changed from her clothes from the night before. Come to think of it, she hadn't showered either.

Tommy followed which soon made Jude notice and turn to him.

"Going somewhere?" she asked.

"What, you're not going to let me in with you?" he smiled suggestively.

Jude's eyes grew wide as she watched him and drew in a sharp breath, "What?"

"Chill, Harrison," he laughed. "I'm just getting a towel."

She slowly regained mobility of her legs as she continued her way to the bathroom. Tommy reached for a towel out of the bottom cabinet and began to leave, but stopped to smack Jude's butt.

"Save some hot water for me," he said as he left.

Now it was war.

Jude was finished with her shower about the same time Tommy was, so she figured it would be the perfect time to get him back.

She sauntered out of the bathroom in the shortest towel she could find towards Tommy's room. However, in the time it took for her to reach his door, she didn't exactly think of anything to say. She lifted her hand and knocked on the door. It swiftly opened and Tommy appeared fully dressed. His eyes bulged when he saw her skimpy towel trying so hard to cover her up but failing miserably.

His eyes scanned her body what seemed like a thousand times when finally he took a deep breath and crashed his lips onto hers. Hungrily, he took Jude by the wrists and pushed her up against the hallway wall.

Almost immediately, Jude grew weak at the knees. She thanked God that Tommy was holding her wrists or else she would have tumbled to the ground the minute he came in contact with her. His kisses were rough and wanting but she could feel her towel slipping and knew it was time to stop. His hands cupped her face as he continued to kiss her. With all her might, she willed herself to stop and gently pushed Tommy away.

Panting hard, they looked at each other with dark, lustful eyes. Jude's overwhelmed expression was soon over took with a smirk. She leaned close to Tommy's face and whispered.

"I win."

And with that, she walked back to her room to get dressed, leaving a shocked, breathless Tommy in the hallway.

After the incident in the morning, the two took some time in their rooms as they prepared for the rest of the day. Tommy apparently had something for them to do and needless to say, Jude was kind of excited. She had been off in her own reverie when Tommy came and knocked on her open door.

"You ready for our adventure?" he asked, smiling.

"Okay, Indiana Jones, where are we going?" she countered back.

Tommy shook his head. "Nope, I'm not gonna tell you until we get there."

Jude sighed. "When we get there, I'll already know so there will be no need to tell me."

Tommy furrowed his brow. "Good point. Then I guess I'm never going to tell you."

"I swear, if we're going white water rafting in minus two degree weather I will literally cut your balls off," she said, playfully.

"Ouch!" Tommy cringed. "Didn't need to know that."

"Just thought you should know."

Tommy walked out and Jude followed. They both hopped into Tommy's car and started off. For most of the way, Jude was silent, trying to figure out exactly where they were going. The ride was long, but comfortable. When they were within two miles of the place, Tommy turned to Jude.

"You know, what you're wearing now isn't exactly going to work well with what we're doing today," he said.

"Well, if I would have known, I would have worn something that suited where we were going," she replied.

"Fair enough," he said. "Which is why I packed you some things. They're in the back seat."

Jude looked into the back seat to find a large, winter coat waiting for her, along with boots, gloves, and a scarf.

"Are you going to leave me out in the cold or something?" she asked.

"Look again," he instructed.

She turned around again and saw that to the right of her things, Tommy's winter gear was placed on the other seat, along with a large bag.

Jude turned back to Tommy. "What's in the bag?"

"You'll figure that out soon enough," he replied.

"Well, aren't you just the man of mystery today," she laughed.

"I'd like to think that," he smiled. "But I have to say, I'm going to get you back for that little stunt you pulled on me this morning."

"Stunt I pulled?" she laughed. "I should be talking to you about controlling yourself in front of a girl with a towel on. I do remember that I won this time, what's to say I won't do it again."

"Oh, it won't be a question of what you do," he told her suggestively.

"Okay, this is so not in friend territory," Jude said.

"You're right," he said. "Someday we're going to have to change that."

Jude smiled. "Someday."

Soon they were at their destination. Jude looked out the front window to a large mountain staring back at her.

"Oh no," she said.

"Oh yes," he said back.

"Tommy, how much longer?" Jude wined. "My toes are frozen."

"Jude, why don't you just look yourself," he told her. "How far away are we from the top?"

"Millions and millions of miles," she wined again.

Tommy laughed, "Come on you big baby, we're like five minutes from the top."

"That's like five minutes too many," Jude panted.

Tommy had made the two of them get dressed in their gear and literally climb the snowy mountain. It had taken a while in minus two degree weather so saying Jude was grouchy was an understatement.

Jude huffed and puffed up the mountain while Tommy was a natural, seeing as he had climbed the mountain many times before on his own.

"So glad you got to choose the activity for today," she muttered sarcastically.

"Come on, this is fun," he replied.

"This is your idea of fun!? You and I have very different definitions for the word "fun." Maybe you mixed this up with the word torture. Don't worry, I get those confused sometimes, too."

"Just shut up and keep walking, Harrison!"

She started to trail behind, unwilling to go any faster.

"Hurry up!" he said.

"Slow down!" she countered back.

Sighing, he stopped in his tracks and waited for her to catch up with him. Soon, he took her hand and helped her up the rest of the way.

When they reached the top, Jude's aggravation with Tommy melted away. the view was beautiful. You could see, not only the whole city, but mountains and trees and clouds and sky and snow and everything! You could see for miles and miles around. The climb was completely worth it, Jude thought, because now they could enjoy this together.

"It's beautiful," Jude said breathless.

"I'm glad you like it," Tommy replied. "But this isn't exactly what I brought you here to see."

"Tommy, what's better than this?" Jude asked, still looking around, amazed.

Tommy laughed, "Come on, come with me."

He held out his hand and once again, she took it letting him guide the way as she trailed happily behind.

As soon as they passed the many trees that were in the way, Jude stopped right in her tracks and gasped.

Behind the shadows of the trees she could see a small pond, frozen over. The water was sparkling blue, showing signs that no other human had ever touched it this winter. The ice was smooth and appeared glassy, reflecting the sky in colors of blue, green, and violet. All around were pine trees and scattered pine cones, frosted perfectly as if they were painted.

"Oh my god," Jude whispered.

Tommy squeezed her hand and shrugged off the bag on his shoulder.

"You want to see what's in the bag now?" he asked.

Jude nodded as he pulled out two pairs of ice skates, one for him and one for her. He gestured to the pond and spoke up again.

"Would you like to skate with me?" he asked.

"Sure," she smiled.

He handed her the skates as she took off her boots and began to put his on, as well.

"How did you know about this place?" she questioned.

"I've known about it all my life," he answered. "My dad used to bring me and my family up here in the winter time to skate. It was my favorite place in the world. After all the celebrity happened with Boys Attack I stopped having time to come here with them, so they stopped coming, too. I haven't been back here since I was sixteen."

He sighed as he continued to lace up his skates.

"Why come here now?" she asked again.

Tommy smiled. "That answer is kind of funny. Until you moved in my house, I was an adult. I was a serious business man who just got to be silly with you in the studio. I was funny Tommy Q at work, but when I got home it was bills, TV, and takeout. Then you came along. You had a pillow fight with me, messed up the kitchen with me, taught me how to cook, taught me how to listen, taught me how to be a kid again."

He was silent for a while until he started up again.

"I really missed this place. I wanted to show this to you as a thank you for helping me see that I grew up way too fast. I wanted to show you everything that made me a kid, because I know all you see is the producer side of me. You showed me your vulnerable side with your mom, and now I'm showing you mine."

He lifted himself up off the ground and dusted himself off, holding out his hands to help her up.

"So what do you say?" he smiled.

"I say, that's amazing," she smiled back at him and took his hands. Suddenly, her expression became uneasy. "Okay, I have a confession to make."

"What is it?" Tommy asked.

"I don't know how to skate," she admitted sheepishly.

"What!?" Tommy asked incredulously.

"Yeah, and you're talking about your missed childhood," she laughed.

"Wow," he said. "Well, I'm just going to have to teach you."

He slowly pulled her out onto the ice, steadily. She was shaky at first, but with Tommy's help, she could at least stand.

"Don't let me fall," she told him.

"And not let you fall through the ice?" he asked sarcastically. "I wouldn't miss that for the world."

"I'm serious," she growled. "I'm putting all my trust in you and you better not let me fall into that water or I'm going to do what I said I would do earlier."

"You mean chop of my balls?" he laughed.

"Exactly," she said. "Don't let me fall."

He pulled her farther out onto the ice.

"Are you sure this won't crack beneath us?" she asked, looking down at the ice.

"Stop worrying, Harrison," he said. "I've got you."

"Don't let me fall," she commanded again.

"I won't," he replied.

He started to pull her around the ice slowly. It was smooth so he could easily glide around without resistance. She gripped his arms tightly as he skated them across the pond. After a while, Jude relaxed in his arms and began to get the hang of it.

"Speaking of family," she started. "I got a message from my dad before Christmas, and I kinda forgot about it until now," she admitted sheepishly.

"What did he say?" he asked.

"I don't know," she admitted as she looked down again. "I'm kind of too afraid to listen to it."

Tommy smiled softly and reached his hand under her chin to make her eyes meet his.

"I'll listen to it with you if you want me to," he offered.

"Tomorrow," she suggested.

"What are you going to do about it?" he asked, his gaze wandering off.

"I have no idea," she stated sadly.

"You know," Tommy began, changing the subject. "You haven't told me to not let you fall for a while now."

Jude looked up at him. "It's because I know you won't let me"

Tommy smiled back as the two spun around, gliding without a care in the world.

Teasers for the next chapter.

"You ready?" he asked her.

"No," she admitted.

"I"m right here, you don't need to worry," he reassured her.

"Hold my hand," she said.

"Will you come with me if I decide to go?" she asked.

"Only if you want me to," he replied.


Question time! :)

1. What is the best movie you've seen so far of 2009?

2. I can't think of a question so, Ice Cream or Popsicles?

3. How was your Valentine's day? 3

Sorry those are such crap questions.. Hah! I can't think of any right now! I'm running on like two hours of sleep and I'm distracted from watching The Girls Next Door. Haha. Again, thank you guys so much for reading and reviewing my story, it really means a lot. Hope you guys are doing awesome! :) Next chapter up soon! ... Wait, was that a promise? Uh oh.. Looks like it's never getting posted.. haha.


Emma! :)