A/N: After the dissapointing season finale, leaving us with SO Much to figure out, here is one of most likely MANY one-shots that will be made during the LONG wait till September. So enjoy!

Shout-outs to my peeps at I-C, who inspire me always and keeping the faith alive!

I feel the swoop in my stomach as the plane leaves the ground, and into the heavens. I close my eyes, my small fears coming out. I have always enjoyed flying, but I always have those small fears when taking off that it could be worse, and for the long flight ahead of us, I get a little bit more scared. I feel his hand grab mine and I feel a little bit more comfortable in this situation.

I think about the decision I made. Did I really make the right choice? Did I make the right decision. My heart is still hammering in my chest when I told him by decision. I know it is huge risk, choosing him. Going where we are going is far from the safety of new York, and that things will change for me and for him after this adventure is over. Our relationship will change forever.

The stewardess comes by and asks for our orders for our meal and drink. I give mine and he gives his. He looks over at me and smiles. I smile back and I take out a magazine from the compartment from the seat in front of me. Finally the seat belt light goes off and the captain said it was safe to roam around the cabin. After a minute, I calmly unbuckle my seat belt and make my way to the lavatory. After I lock the small door, I lower the seat over and sit on the small toilet. I know that I am not supposed to use my cell phone on the plane, but its on Airplane mode, so I am good, I think. I check my inbox and I read the couple of messages I got before I boarded:

It's no big deal. Do what you have to do. Just think about what you are going to do when you come back. I know you chose the right thing for now.

I scroll down and I read another:

Just wanted to say safe flight. Text me when you get off to know you are safe. Love you.

I flush the toilet, so it seemed I went, Turned off my phone and return to my seat, putting on my seat belt, finishing the cheesy article about flying to Timbuktu or something like that.

The plane meal is never the best, but at least their spaghetti and meatballs are warm and they taste ok. I didn't get complains from him either, whish is surprising.

After the meal, I lean back my seat and I close my eyes, resting them after the busy day I had. I think about my decision and what it would be like if I choose the other. I picture my father's face as I hug him and tell my family my goodbyes for now. I feel my self drift off to sleep, seeing his face when I told him hat I picked the other…

"Betty, Betty wake up, we're about to land." I hear him say and shake me, waking me up. I look out of the window and I see the night sky be illuminated by the place, all the twinkling lights below.

"Thanks. We're here already?" I say, rubbing my eyes.

"Yep. You slept like a baby." he says having a slight chuckle.

"Well, I tend to be a heavy sleeper." I say blushing. He smiles. I put my seat back into the upright position and put up my tray, which was long cleared off, I guess. I close my eyes again as the plane lands, feeling the plane hit the ground and bounce, then stopping. We go through security and I show them my ID and such, then we get our luggage. We catch a cab and we arrive at the place we are staying. We drop our bags.

"One minute, I need to use the facilities, and get ready for bed ok?" he says as he ducks out and goes into the bathroom. As soon as I know that he is safely in the bathroom I sit on the bed and I open and turn on my phone. I see a new message from the inbox. He probably sent it when I was flying:

Did you get there safe? I hope nothing happened to you. I don't know what I would do if I lost you!

I love it that he is so concerned. I reply back:

Don't worry. We just got in. I wouldn't know what to do if I lost you either!

I send it back, and I get into my pajamas. I feel my phone vibrate and I smile. He stayed up for me!

I wouldn't either! I don't want to stay single forever. There's only one girl I want to marry.

I smile. Even if he's thousands of miles away, he still gives me butterflies.

Well I still am, don't worry. I just have to do this, then we can be together. Oh he's getting out. I got to get to bed. I'll talk to you tomorrow. I love you.

"Ready for bed?" Gio asks, walking out of the bathroom and into the bed next to mine.

"Yep."

"You know, I'm really glad you decided to take this risk with me. Some first date so far huh?" He asks, turning off the light.

"Yeah," I say rolling over. My phone vibrates, and I wait until I hear Gio's snores that I open it up:

I love you too and goodnight Mrs. Grubstick, well, almost. Sweet Dreams.

I put my phone back on the charger, and I close my eyes, dreaming about the life I will have when I come back, starting the life I have dreamed of for a while now, my fantasy. I feel the bracelet on my wrist and I feel the round charm of it. I slip my finger through the ring, just accepting the feeling of having it on my finger. It feels so natural, so right. I hear Gio stir and i quicly get back into a sleeping position, staring at the diamond shining in the moonight. I have taken a risk, a big one, and it will change our lives together. And I can'y wait.

"Sweet Dreams indeed." I whisper as I drift off to sleep…