Author's Note: I own only the characters you don't recognize. Everyone else belongs to Richard O'Brien.

She could feel someone grabbing her and holding her against him, but the thick fog made it impossible to see who it was. As she struggled to free herself from his grasp, he said "I've laid the seed, it should be all you need." His voice sounded familiar, but she couldn't quite place it. All she knew was that she was terrified.

Janet Weiss opened her eyes, relieved to discover that it had just been a dream. Her relief turned to confusion, however, when she looked around at her surroundings. This bedroom was not her own, yet she recognized some of the things in it. The photo of her on the nightstand, more photos on the wall of herself and her fiancé, Brad Majors. Of course, she thought, this was Brad's room! She turned her head to see him sleeping beside her, then gasped in shock and pulled the blanket up to her chin. Trembling, Janet gently shook Brad awake.

"W-what? Janet?" Brad squinted at her and reached for his glasses, which were on the nightstand. "How did you get here?"

"I was just about to ask you that. Do you know what happened last night?" Janet chewed at her lower lip nervously.

"We must have had too much to drink at the reception. I don't remember anything about what happened after that. Makes sense. After all, you and I had more than one reason to celebrate." Brad grinned.

Grinning back, Janet realized that Brad was right. They had attended the wedding of their best friends, Ralph and Betty Hapschatt, and Brad had proposed to her right after she'd caught the bride's bouquet. It had been a wonderful day, she thought as she admired her engagement ring. She snuggled up against him, but pulled back suddenly as a new thought occurred to her. "Do you think we...?" She blushed, hiking the blanket up even more.

"I don't know, Janet. It's possible." Brad looked at her apologetically.

"I was saving myself for our wedding night." Janet put her face in her hands. "I feel dirty. How can you respect me after this?"

Brad gently took her hands in his and squeezed them. "The most important thing is that our first time was with each other, even if we don't remember it."

"You're right, darling. You've always been my one and only love, ever since we met in Dr. Scott's class in high school." She kissed him tenderly.

"Speaking of Dr. Scott, when would you like to visit him and announce our engagement?" Brad asked as he got up to open the curtains. He saw that it was raining heavily, probably since the night before.

"Maybe we should wait a while. He lives an hour away, and it's really pouring out there."

"Yeah, especially since I forgot to get the spare tire fixed." Brad stared sheepishly at the floor.

"Oh, Brad." Janet smiled at him, shaking her head. "Imagine if the car broke down in the middle of nowhere! Good thing we're safe and warm here."

Brad sat on the bed and put his arms around Janet. "You'll always be safe with me, sweetheart."

"I know." She returned the embrace and kissed him again. They spent the next few hours cuddling and talking about their plans for the future.