So this is it the epilgoue of the story. I miss it already. I hope you guys have loved it as much as I loved writing it. So ENJOY! and extra thanks for everyone who took the time to review. Oh and the music is Everything by Michael Buble

Epilogue

She sat at the bar, sipping from a golden bubbly drink taking in the bar that had changed some in the six years since she had been here. She wondered idly if her sister had ever come here after high school, figuring the bartender, was it Ray?, was long gone. She glanced out the window for a second seeing the rain still coming down. It figured she had brought it back from London with her. A dark haired man appeared next to her, obviously trying to get her attention. He sat down and smiled putting his beer down on the counter.

"How long do I have to convince you to dump your boyfriend before he comes back?" She grinned, as opening lines that one wasn't too shabby.

"No boyfriend." She stated matter of factly as she took another sip of her drink. When her face met his fully, a flash of recognition ran through his eyes.

"Say aren't you…" She shook her head before he could finish the question, aware of other ears possibly listening in. Incognito was definitely her friend these days, although it was unlikely anyone expected her in town.

"I'm--Sarah," she said the first name that popped into her head and put her opposite hand out to shake. He took it reluctantly as he saw the prior claim on her slender fingers.

"Sam. Uh it was nice talking to you. I think I see my buddies." He said hastily as he took his drink and left. She rubbed her arms, bared in the simple little black dress she wore and then went back to observing those around her.

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Moments later another dark haired man sat down next to her on the newly unoccupied bar stool and signaled the waiter for a microbrew draft beer. He was soon served his glass, foam only the slightest layer on the amber surface. He made a note to give this guy a big tip before he looked at her out of the corner of his eye..

"Was that guy bothering you?" He turned his devastating pale blue eyes on her and she stared back in fascination.

"Him? Nah…I handled it."

"So are you here alone?" He took a swig of beer casually before resting his hand near hers on the counter.

"That depends."

"On?"

"You." They shared a flirty smile and she turned back to her drink with her lips still curved up. His eyes wandered to her hands, that cupped her glass and he frowned.

"You're married." He stated with mock disappointment as he looked down at the obviously expensive diamond ring and matching wedding band.

"So are you." She said glancing at the platinum band encircling his ring finger. He shrugged slightly with a sheepish grin on his face, like he had been caught.

"I met my wife here six years ago."

"Me too…I mean I met my husband here."

"Small world."

"Yeah…" The bartender pretended not to listen, but he caught every word.

"I'm Tommy." He said, lifting her left hand to his lips and pressing them lightly onto her rings.

"Jude."

"Jude huh? It's nice to meet you."

"Same here Tommy."

"So wanna get out of here?"

"I don't know if my husband would like that," she teased with long familiarity.

"Maybe he shouldn't have left you alone then." Their eyes drifted to the screen when one of the two finalists started a lighthearted rendition of Michael Buble's Everything.

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You're a falling star, you're the get away car.
You're the line in the sand when I go too far.
You're the swimming pool, on an August day.
And you're the perfect thing to say.

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"Oh I so totally would have voted for him." He grinned as he watched her profile, her attention rapt on the singer. The guy wasn't bad, but he knew it was the song choice that had gotten to her. She turned her gaze back to the gorgeous man beside her, glancing at him surreptitiously through her lashes.

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And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.
Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
Cause you can see it when I look at you.

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"So was it worth it to promise Darius your first born?" he asked as he took her hand. For once in all the years G-Major had run the contest and they had been in the country they were both watching it on T.V. instead of being there in person. They had even flown back here as a favor to Sadie and judged in the last finals. That night had been the highest ratings ever, with the elusive couple back in Canada and every fan wanting to catch a glimpse and see if they were still as happy as when they had left. They had not disappointed their fans, televising a kiss, that's image was still printed periodically.

"Well since that extends to babysitting duty yeah. Dad always reminds me what a screamer I was as a baby. And admit it, you told me you were a little brat. Oh and that's our first born. With our genes our kid's going to be a wild child. " He stared into her eyes and fell even harder as his hand went out to touch the gentle swell of her belly. There was the reason they had come back from London. Once they had found out they were pregnant, it had seemed to important to both of them to put down roots. Jude had been ready to return home anyway, having experienced most of Europe, mostly with Tommy, but some with her friends from London. They had been crazily busy, with their two albums to put out and the wedding before they had really managed to begin. Then there had been the promised tours they had agreed to. Then when things had finally settled down and they had some down time to decide whether they had wanted to extend their contracts, they found out the unexpected news.

"Even though he insists on throwing you a birthday party?" Jude groaned, remembering that she had never had a low key normal one in recent history. Her 21st had been somewhat of a nightmare even if Tommy had been so sweet and meant well. Since she had opted not to go out so soon after their wedding he had had a local four star restaurant cater dinner on the rooftop of their apartment. Unfortunately, apparently one of the employees had let it slip to the media. Jude could only laugh as she remembered their little bistro table almost blowing away, when the helicopter had gotten too close to the building. Tommy had grabbed the bottle of expensive champagne from the bucket and they had made a run for it.

"It can't be that bad right?" she asked hopefully as he gave her a condescending grin. Darius wanted to announce that they were back in town and of course the party would be a gala event. Jude just prayed nothing too embarrassing would happen, remembering her 18th when she had been found in bed by her friends and sister.

Their attention was drawn back to the music coming from the television which the bartender had graciously turned up at Jude's smiling request, noting the performance almost automatically. The man on the screen did a few impressive dance moves before charming the audience with his boyish grin.

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You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,

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"I know what your wish is." Although she had been just an untried girl when they first met, now she knew exactly how to use her voice to get him to listen.

"Yeah?" he rasped at the promise in her tone.

"Do you want me to fuck your brains out?" Her hot breath tickled his earlobe as she leaned in to whisper. He gulped audibly. Even now she still had that effect on him. Tommy took a moment to get his wits together before he reached hastily for his wallet. He dropped a couple of the bills onto the counter before pulling her to her feet.

As she started through the door he held for her, he stopped her before she could get onto the sidewalk. She looked back at him in question, knowing they shared that need to touch intimately, to share themselves.

"I have one question before I take you home."

"Yeah?"

"You are legal right?" She smacked his arm and her laughter was music to his ears. She rolled her eyes at him and pulled him firmly onto the sidewalk. He spun her out and back into his arms, being careful to make sure she was securely on her feet, with the pavement slick beneath her heels. Jude laughed as she tilted her head up to his face. Who knew Tommy Quincy could be this cheesy and not care, and this happy without feeling guilty that he didn't deserve it? He took his jacket off and wrapped it around her slim shoulders before drawing her to his chest.

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And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, you make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

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With the rain that night, taxis weren't as abundant as usual, so they kissed and embraced until one finally pulled up in front of the bar. He was solicitous as he helped her in, no matter that she found his care amusing. She had told him more than once she was pregnant not sick, but secretly she loved his protective streak and knew he was just that kind of man. As they got settled and the taxi pulled away they turned to one another. Tommy pulled her face in and Jude closed her eyes, letting herself fall back into time, to a similar scene when he had been a stranger that she had been so attracted to; before she had even known how to define what she had been feeling. His tongue delved into her mouth and she met it just as insistently.

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You're every minute of my everyday.

And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,
And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.
Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,
And you know that's what our love can do.

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They pulled apart from the heated kiss, his hands framed her glowing face as he smiled down at her. The one she returned was mischievous and shot a reaction straight to his lower region.

"Mmm that reminds me of my first kiss," she said wickedly, knowing that would get his attention.

"What?!" he spluttered. She had never told him that tidbit before, knowing he had still had occasional pangs of guilt at corrupting her, not that she had minded a minute of it.

"Didn't you know Tommy Q?" Her voice was low and smoky, never failing to make his body tighten in promise. "You were always my first." She whispered against his ear before her tongue snaked out to lick his salty neck.

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And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, you make me sing
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

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Jude broke the heated kiss and smiled deeply at Tommy.

"I wonder who won the contest," she said idly as his fingers tickled her neck.

"Me." And she laughed again as he pulled her in for another kiss.

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And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, you make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
You're every song, and I sing along.
Cause you're my everything.
yeah, yeah