AN: OK, I know I took a really long break, but I will try to update sooner…I just had a lot of things to deal with, and I just couldn't handle it. But now I'm back, and I'll promise to review every so often. Not every day, but maybe every few days? I think that's more doable.

Previously:

We got back home as fast as we could, but it was hard to concentrate on the road with Jude touching me every few seconds. It was all I could do to keep from pulling over and attacking her right there in the car.

As soon as we got inside, we rushed into the nearest room, and started taking off our clothes as quickly as possible. I fastened my mouth on Jude's, grabbing her and pulling her as close as I could. Jude moaned, and pulled me closer to her.

Pretty soon, we were making out, and Jude was on top, so she lowered herself onto me. She moved up and down, moaning in pleasure, as I guided her hips toward mine. While we were in the middle of our lovemaking, Jude gasped, but it wasn't because of what I was doing to her.

"TOMMY!" Jude pulled my hair as I felt something wet on my lower half.

"Jude, girl, what is it?" I said, rolling away and sitting up. Jude's eyes were wide, and she struggled to speak.

"I- I think my water just broke!" Jude said.

"OMG! MOM! DAD! GET IN HERE NOW! JUDE'S HAVING HER BABY!" I yelled, as soon as I'd gotten myself and Jude dressed.

A second later, my parents and Jacques came in. "Tommy, don't just stand there. Do something!" My mother ordered. She turned to my dad and said, "You too, honey." Then she pulled a napkin from thin air and said, "Jacques, stop bawling. It's almost like you're a dad again." Then she said to Jude, "Men. They're the emotional ones. And they're not even giving birth. Come on dear, let's get you to hospital."

Eventually we got out of the house and drove to the hospital. My mom called Chris, Monique, Sadie, Kwest, E.J., and Georgia. She didn't let SME know, because they'd probably scare our kid.

"Pregnant rock star about to deliver!" Monique yelled as soon as we got there and inside the hospital. "And she wants strawberry Pop-Tarts, stat!"

The nurses smiled and rolled Jude to the delivery room.

A few hours later, the doctor came out.

"Doctor, how's Jude? Is the baby OK?" Monique said anxiously. She couldn't wait to meet her new niece or nephew.

"Jude's fine. The baby's fine. Congratulations, it's a…"

Chapter 13: Full House

"A what?" Sadie demanded.

"It's a girl. Congratulations!" The doctor smiled as Jude and I struggled to speak.

"A girl?! OMG!" Monique and E.J. squealed, and Sadie and Georgia were excited too.

"You know what this means, T?" Kwest had just come in, and he walked over to me, while Sadie, Monique, E.J., and Georgia were still oohing and ahhing over our baby girl.

"What?" I asked, not wanting to answer.

"It means you're gonna have to protect your little girl. From guys just like you." Kwest smirked.

I groaned, then smiled as an idea formed in my head. "But if I'm not around, then Uncle Kwest is gonna have to be."

"You wouldn't," Kwest's smile disappeared like lightning.

"Hey girl, what do you want to name her?" I said, trying to change the subject.

"Angel," Jude said, smiling down at the squirming baby in her arms. "I want to name her Angel." Jude looked up at me, silently asking for approval.

"Angel sounds absolutely perfect," I said, smiling back at her. Jude relaxed, and handed Angel to me. It felt unreal, holding my daughter in my arms. I couldn't believe how right her name sounded, because she was the world's most perfect baby.

Sadie smirked at me. "Ooh, it's little Tommy Q and Angel. Look out world, they're gonna sing and dance their way into your hearts."

"Kwest, would you mind shutting Sadie up?" I said, mildly annoyed.

"My pleasure," Kwest said, before capturing Sadie's lips with his own.

"Ahem," Georgia cleared her throat. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at her. "We should probably give Jude and Tommy some time alone." It wasn't a suggestion.

Everyone left, but not before E.J. and Sadie promised to visit every day once they got back home. Finally it was just the three of us.

"How are you feeling, Jude?" I asked, stilled stunned that I was a dad.

"Never better. Although I could use a Pop-Tart," Jude smiled.

"I'll get you as many as you need. You could probably use the sugar, you're going to need it once we have to stay up all night." I cautioned, but I didn't really think that was going to happen.

"I don't think so. I think Angel here is gonna be a perfect little angel, aren't you, sweetheart?" Jude smiled. Angel shifted in her mother's arms, her eyes still closed, and her little hands balled into tiny fists.

"When can you come home?" I said.

"Tomorrow," Jude said, yawning for the first time.

"I'll see you then," I promised. I kissed Jude passionately, then left.

I got home to make the final preparations on our room, then went to bed.

The next day:

"Jude's coming!" Monique squealed. E.J. and Sadie had come over to put up a banner with the words "Welcome home Jude and Angel!" scrawled on it. And Georgia and Kwest had come over to supervise.

"Uh, Monique? I don't think Jude really wants a party. I think she's tired, you know, because she just had a baby?" I tried to keep the sarcasm out, but Monique glared at me.

"Come on, Tommy, don't be such a dad," Monique said. "Oh wait, you are one."

"Ha ha," I said, rolling my eyes. I was about to respond, but E.J. shrieked, "SHE"S HERE!"

"OMG!" Sadie yelled, rushing to the door.

A minute later, Jude came in. She never looked more beautiful than she did at that moment.

"Shh, Angel's sleeping," Jude put a finger to her mouth, and nodded at the women.

"Here are some Pop-Tarts," Monique mouthed, handing a plate over to Jude, and Jude smiled at her gratefully.

"Thanks!" Jude mouthed back. Just then, Angel opened her eyes, and looked at everyone with bleary eyes. Then she looked at the Pop-Tarts, and started bawling.

"I told you so," Kwest said. "I knew Angel was gonna be a World Champion Pop-Tart eater by the time she's a year old." Georgia slapped him on the arm, and said, "You're welcome to bring Angel into the studio. I'm sure she'd love it. Just make sure she doesn't try to eat any of the dials, or pee on the soundboard."

"OK," I said, playing along.

"Dudes! Here's the party!" SME crashed through the door, startling us all, and making Angel cry harder. "Oh, sorry little dude, didn't mean to wake you!" Spied said loudly.

"Who let them in here?" I wondered. Then I noticed Spied and E.J. glancing at each other, but I could tell that they weren't being very platonic.

"Spied! Quiet!" Sadie commanded, as Jude tried to rock Angel back to sleep. But Angel just cried louder.

"Spied, either keep it down, or GET OUT NOW!" Jude bellowed. Angel stopped bawling for a moment, amazed that her mother could get everyone's attention just like that.

"Aww, she looks just like a combination of our favorite punk princess and Lord Squinty Frown," Spied mocked.

"And she's definitely got the lungs to prove it," Kwest joked.

"Of course she does, she's our future rock goddess babe," Kyle added.

"Don't you dare say that about my Angel," I warned him. Jude cleared her throat, and I quickly said, "I mean, our Angel." Jude sat back smiling, and took my hand.

"That dude is so whipped," Spied whispered to Kyle and Wally. I was going to throttle him, except for the fact that Spied was now carrying Angel, and she'd grabbed Spied's face so that Spied yelped in pain.

"OW! That little dude's gotta grip!" Spied complained. I took my daughter from Spied.

"That's my little girl," I said, cradling her against me. Angel looked into my eyes, and I just melted.

"OK everyone, time for me to take a nap," Jude announced. "E.J.? Sadie?"

"OUT!" E.J. and Sadie took Jude's cue, and shooed everyone out, except for Monique.

"

"We're off to bed, so we'll see you in a bit, OK, Monique?" Jude announced, getting up.

"Oh no you don't," I said, lifting Jude up in my arms and twirling her around. Jude laughed as I spun her around and around.

"Night, Monique," I said. "There are more Pop-Tarts in the kitchen. Make sure Jacques gets more. We'll need enough for 3 now." Monique took off running towards the kitchen.

"Let's go to bed, shall we?" Jude murmured sleepily.

"Wait, we forgot something," I remembered. I set Jude down, and she picked Angel up.

"Come on," Jude said.

Upstairs…

"When I'm with you everything's alright
All I know is how I feel
When you're with me

Waste my time, waste my time

Not so sure that I'll be yours

But baby you could be mine

It's all about…hanging out

'cuz you know how to waste my time"

Jude sang softly, as Angel blinked her eyes several times before they finally closed.

"Girl, that's not exactly a good song to sing to our baby…that she's wasting our time," I pointed out.

"Well, she is. I mean, we could be making a brother or sister for her to play with, and she's already been up way past when she's supposed to be sleeping." Jude said.

It was time for the adults to play now.

Jude and I had barely gotten in our fair share of hip-grinding before Angel snapped us out of our passion.

"Your turn," we groaned to one another, before pulling our pillows over our heads.

"Will someone please calm the baby down?" Chris yelled.

My mom came in, and picked Angel up. "There, there," my mom soothed. Angel pulled away from her, and smiled happily.

"I still got it," my mom said proudly.

My dad walked in, and said, "Son, the baby's gonna keep us up every night, isn't she?"

"Dad, it's only the first night. We'll handle it, don't worry." I said, trying to buy some time.

"I don't know, Tommy. You were just like Angel, and we could never get you to stop bawling." My dad smiled, and I could tell he was trying not to be too serious. But he did have a point.

"So are you kicking us out?" I said.

"No, I'm not, but you do have to admit, it is getting to be a full house," my dad replied, shaking his head as if that helped him decide.

"We'll see how it goes. Let's sleep on it." My mom suggested, after she set Angel down.

"Are Jude and I going to have to move out?" I wondered, after my parents left, and I settled in next to Jude. I wrestled with that question half the night, and true to my dad's prediction, Angel kept us up the other half.

AN: Are Jude and Tommy and Angel moving out? Or are they planning on staying with the family? Your votes will determine what happens, so PLEASE REVIEW!