Friday quickly approached as Betty became more and more nervous. Two days had passed since she was locked in with Gio and she hadn't seen him since. As worried as she was that Henry would find out and be angry with her, she didn't lose too much sleep over it. In just a few hours, she would be in the air and on her way to Tucson.

"Betty, you have to go out and have fun at least one of the nights you're in Atlanta." Hilda told her sister, as she fixed Betty's hair.

"Come on Hilda, it's a Secretary's Conference. It will be as unexciting as dad on a diet." Betty reassured her sister.

"I heard that mija! I'll have you know that your papi hasn't been on a diet in a while." Ignacio called from the kitchen.

It was morning and the Suarez house was busy, as usual. Justin was getting ready for high school while Hilda had a few customers to attend to at her at home salon. Ignacio had the day set out for him, trying new recipes. As for Betty, she had different plans in mind. She was about to run away with the one person she was truly in love with. Her family would be disappointed that she would be making a stupid decision, which was why she decided to keep her true destination a secret.

"Mom, Ella Stone said that I won't get the part in our school's adaptation of Wicked!" Justin complained as he sipped some orange juice.

"Justin, you tell that brainless blonde that there's nothing my little baby can't do." Hilda grabbed Justin's cheeks as she said that.

"Ma, please! Besides, if she thinks I can't get the part of Fiyero, then she is totally wrong."

"Justin, Wicked is a fairly large type of production. How are you able to get funding?" Betty asked over her huevos rancheros.

"Come on Aunt Betty, we live in basically the ghetto. People always feel sorry for us."

"Justin, we don't live in the ghetto." Ignacio sighed.

"Pretty close though grandpop. Just last week someone tried to highjack three cars." Justin replied.

"Anyway guys, as nice as our conversation is, I need to head into work for a few hours before my flight." Betty gulped the last of her orange juice and grabbed some of her belongings.

"Betty, look at that suitcase. It looks like you're going for a week!" Hilda eyed her sister suspiciously.

"Eh, well you can never be too sure." Betty lied. This suitcase was just the beginning of things she planned on taking to Tucson. She got closer to the door and turned around, looking at her family.

"Well goodbye guys." She said sadly. This was the last time she would see her family for awhile and she was fighting back tears.

"We'll see you back on Monday Betty don't tear up on us!" Ignacio said as he hugged his daughter.

"Yeah." Betty said uncomfortably. She took one last look at her family and went through the front door. She smiled at the person waiting for her in the car.

"Hello Princess!" Henry greeted her with a grin as he helped her with her bags.

"Today's the big day." Betty said nervously.

"Well, I'll drop you off at Mode for awhile and then…well…is there anyway you can catch a cab to JFK?" Henry asked absentmindedly.

"Sure, no problem. I'll just let Daniel know that I'll need a car to take me."

"I hope you brought warm weather clothes Betty, because Tucson is always hot. Just picture us now Betty…" Henry drifted off and began talking nonstop about Tucson. Betty tuned in and out as Henry continued to talk about Tucson. Honestly, she was worried about her family.

"Ah, here we are…Mode." Henry pulled up in front of the Meade Publications building as he let me out.

"Thanks Henry." she said as she got my things out of the trunk.

"I've got to run some errands, but I'll see you at the airport." Henry reassured her as he kissed her passionately on the lips. It nearly took her breath away.

"See you." She said with a confident smile as he drove off.

It took Betty what felt like an eternity to reach her desk. To her surprise, she saw a green box sitting on her desk. She smiled and immediately knew that it was Henry's gift. She set it aside and decided she would open it later. For now, she had work to get done.

"I still can't believe you're leaving. What am I going to do here without you?" Cristina asked sadly.

"Oh Cristina, there is plenty of drama going on here for both of us to handle."

"Yes, but…who will I have to bitch to now that you won't be here?"

"Um…Daniel?" Betty laughed.

"Daniel, as in your boss? I think I would have better luck with Amanda."

"Anywho Betty, I need to get back to work. Write to me love." Cristina said as she hugged her and left quickly.

"What's up with Cristina?" Daniel asked as he sat on the edge of my desk.

"She's just sad that I'm going on that conference this weekend." Betty said as she began to fidget with Henry's box.

"Well have a good time. Spend at least one night…" Daniel began, but Betty was quick to jump to the punch.

"… having fun. Yeah, Hilda told me." She said, completing his sentence.

"Hilda knows more than she lets on you know. Well, I have a meeting right now with Alexis about our next cover. I'll see you bright and early Monday morning." Daniel smiled at Betty as he walked away.

It hurt her to lie to people. She never really lied very much until she worked at Mode. Work always brings out the true colors of people. Her attention immediately went back to the green box. Curiosity got the better of her as she pulled the box closer to her. "Hello pretty box!" she greeted the box aloud. She had no idea why she was being secretive, but it felt good. She slowly opened the box and pulled out a piece of paper.

"Everyone deserves the chance to fly." Betty read from the paper. She looked around the office to make sure that Henry wasn't watching her open his present. She was completely positive that he sent this package.

Inside, however, there was something else. The item was wrapped in tissue as Betty slowly began to unravel it. Excitement flooded her mind as she wondered what mysterious item would be in the tissue paper. Inside she found a shirt that read "Green for Good."

"Aww, Henry." She smiled as she put the shirt on over her clothes. Henry called her Green Girl after the main character. This was exactly why she loved Henry.

Betty sat unproductively at her desk for the next hour. Her mind kept wandering to Henry and sometimes even Gio. Someone tapped her on the shoulder from behind and as she swung around she accidentally hit someone in the face.

"Hi, Gio! Sorry…didn't mean to hit you again." Betty subconsciously blushed as she said that.

"Well, I just thought I would give you a sandwich, compliments of the house and…" he stopped and looked at my shirt and chuckled. "Nice shirt." He grinned.

"What's wrong with this shirt? You know how much I like Wicked. So if you're about to make fun of it…" Gio cut her off.

"No, that's not the reason." He stopped laughing and handed Betty her sandwich.

"Well, uh…thanks Gio." He paused before continuing. "About the other day…I'm really sorry. I hate that we fought."

"That's why I brought you the sandwich. I came to apologize too." Gio said, still stealing a glance at the shirt from time to time. He then took a seat on the edge of her desk.

"So what's up?" Betty asked. In the back of her mind, she knew that if she continued conversation with Gio, it might upset Henry, but she would be gone in a few hours.

"The same old stuff. Egg Salad is the top seller of the week." Gio said with a smile.

"Oh, well…congratulations."

"So what are you up to this weekend?" Gio asked, even though he knew her plans.

"Secretary's Conference…" Betty broke off and began to fidget with the green box again.

Gio sighed. "Look Betty, I'm not going to deny it anymore. There's something I've been meaning to tell you for a while now." Gio paused and watched Betty.

Something inside of Betty made her heart jump, but she pretended that nothing was wrong.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"I know where you're really going. I wasn't eavesdropping or anything." Gio said. He didn't want to say exactly what he meant to tell her, so he used this excuse.

"How did you find out?" Betty asked cautiously.

"I was hiding like you told me to" Gio insisted.

"Look, I know what you're probably thinking…" Betty began, but Gio was too quick.

"That it's a really stupid decision. Well yeah, it is Betty." Gio assured her.

"Look Gio, perhaps you should just leave, please." Betty begged.

Gio looked as though he was going to say something, but stopped. He silently set the sandwich on the table and turned to leave. He hesitated and turned one last time, motioning to the box.

"Henry's a fool Betty." Gio said quietly and then left through the elevator.

Immediately Betty's blood began to boil as she ripped through the sandwich with her teeth. He had already managed to annoy her in less than a minute. She looked at the clock as she was finishing her sandwich. It was time to go. She had emailed Daniel about a car, which would be arriving at 11 in the morning. It was nearly time as Betty collected her things that were at her desk and then went to where her other clothes were in hiding. With the help of Cristina, she had all of her things packed in the car.

"I'll miss you…" Betty said as she squeezed Cristina in a tight hug.

"Come back when I have this Devil's spawn!" Cristina said sadly.

"Sure thing." Betty said as she climbed into the car and left. The drive to the airport wasn't too bad. The butterflies in her stomach outweighed any other feeling she had. She thanked the driver as he spun off.

Patiently, Betty waited for Henry to show up in their meeting spot. She was growing more excited with every passing moment. This was her chance to have a happy ending with Henry. She kept looking at her watch and suddenly began to grow nervous. He was late.

"Excuse me, you haven't seen a scrawny math nerdy looking guy around, have you?" Betty asked a security guard that was eyeing her suspiciously.

"No ma'am, I haven't. Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked.

"No, I'm just waiting on my boyfriend. We're running off to Tucson. He got another girl pregnant." She said, already giving away too much information. The security guard wandered off and Betty looked at her watch. He was now 20 minutes late. Suddenly her pocket vibrated and she pulled out her phone. She had a text message:

Betty,

I'm in Tucson now. Had to go without you. Can't explain now. Will call. Sorry I had to do it this way. Henry

Betty looked around hoping that this wasn't some sort of joke. How could he have done this to her?