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Brooklyn sighed, she was worried about Johnny. She knew he was in space, but she missed him. Brooklyn turned on the tv, she wasn't prepared for what she heard.

"Two days ago Victor von Doom, Susan Storm, Johnny Storm, Ben Grimm and Reed Richards went up in to space to study a cosmic cloud. They are now all in Victor's medical facility, because for some unknown reason there was an explosion on the space station. There has been no update on any of them. We'll keep you updated as soon as we get more information. I'm Lacy Napp for NYC news."

Brooklyn shut the tv off and sat down in a chair, totally at a lose for words. She had thought that Johnny would be safe, but it was space and anything can happen, just like on earth. Now he was in some medical place and he was hurt. 'Or they just want to make sure he's ok.' a voice said in the back of her head. Brooklyn burst out in tears, for the rest of the day she moped around the house. Brooklyn didn't go to work for the next three days, she just moped or rather worried. It was the fourth day, which just happened to be a Saturday. Brooklyn went on with her routine of taking a shower and brushing her teeth and so on. She was in the kitchen when there was a knock on her door. "Go away." she said, she really didn't want to see anybody right now. There was a knock again. "Fine I'm coming." she growled. She slowly walked over to the door and unlocked it. Her heart nearly stopped when she opened the door, she took a couple steps back. There standing in her door way looking like nothing had happened, in great health was, Johnny.

"Hi Brooky." he smiled.

Brooklyn practically launched herself at him, she almost knocked him over as she hugged him. Tears ran down her face. Johnny shut the door with his foot. "I missed you so much." Brooklyn cried. "I heard on tv and..."

"Was I mentioned?"

Brooklyn stepped back and looked at him.

"Ok sorry." Johnny smiled holding up his hands. "I missed you to Brooky Lyn."

"Come here and tell me all about it." Brooklyn grabbed his hand and pulled him in to her livingroom.

They both sat on the couch and Johnny told Brooklyn some of what had happened.

"Wow was it scary knowing that you might die?"

"Have anything to drink, Brook?" Johnny grinned.

Brooklyn gave an exasperated sigh and rolled her eyes, but got up smirking. "What do you want?" she asked from the kitchen.

"Umm." Johnny got up and walked in to the kitchen. "Coke."

"Sorry I'm all out I snuffed the last bit last night." Brooklyn smirked.

"Oh well than I'll have some crack." Johnny said than laughed.

"Here." Brooklyn handed him a Coke.

"I actually wasn't thinking about dying." Johnny opened his coke and drank some.

"12, 14, 17, 21." Brooklyn looked at her watch. "Wow that's a lot faster than last time."

Brooklyn and Johnny had a running race to see who could drink the most with out taking a breath. So far Brooklyn always won.

Johnny grinned setting his coke down.

"So are you ok? From what happened."

"I'm still here aren't I?"

"That's not what I meant. I wanted to know if anything happened."

"No, I'm still the same me, but..."Johnny trailed off.

Brooklyn looked at him waiting.

"Come here I wanna show you something." Johnny pulled Brooklyn out on her balcony. He picked her up. "Hang on." he grinned.

"Ok." Brooklyn said not sure what was going on as she wrapped her arms around Johnny's neck. "Johnny." she said warily as he got up on the railing.

He looked her right in the eyes. "Trust me." was all he said, and than jumped.

They fell 14ft, 12 ft. 9 ft. Johnny held onto Brooklyn securely. Brooklyn shut her eyes, suddenly she heard.

"Flame on." and than they were flying.

Brooklyn opened her eyes slowly, to find that they weren't going to go splat on the ground. They were in the air flying. Brooklyn turned and looked at Johnny.

"So what cha ya think?" he grinned again.

Brooklyn kissed him.

"Whoa." Johnny said shaking his head, smiling, he breathed out and saw smoke. "Somke'n."

Brooklyn laughed, she noticed Johnny's grip tightened. She looked at him, confused. He just kept smirking and raised his eye brows up and down. Suddenly they turned around and around in the air. Than they shot straight up in the air and than back down. Johnny wove through traffic. It was night by the time Johnny returned Brooklyn to her balcony. He set her down gently.

"Thank you." Brooklyn smiled.

"Sure thing, anytime. Night." Johnny reached down and kissed Brooklyn. He once more breathed out smoke. He shook his head. "Somke'n." he grinned and than jumped off the balcony.

The last thing Brooklyn heard him say was. "Flame on."

Brooklyn watched till she couldn't see the glow of him anymore. She sighed, she never thought she'd meet someone like Johnny Storm. He was something else, he was some times immature, but he was also was funny, he kept her laughing when she wanted to cry. Brooklyn got an idea, she went in side and got on her computer. She decided to write something about Johnny and maybe one day give it to him.