Judy woke up at about seven in the morning. She opened her eyes and saw Johnny beside her, still asleep. She smiled and stroked the side of his sleeping face. It was a perfect morning. Even though Judy had a small bruise on her left shoulder, she had no memory of any pain at all. She turned on her side and saw an alarm clock sitting on a side table. Next to it was a pack of cigarettes, lighter, and an ash tray.

"Huh? I remember falling asleep on the left side of the bed. How did I get over here?" Judy felt a pair of tattooed arms wrap around her.

"Well, luv, do you want me to demonstrate?" Johnny was indeed, awake.

Judy wrapped her arms around her boy friend. As she cuddled up to him she could hear the hotel room phone ring. "Who the hell is calling?!"

Johnny looked at the time on the clock, "That's our wake up call. I hate those things!"

Judy cursed under her breath. "I really should be getting up, but I want to enjoy this." She stroked the tattoos on his abs. "Besides, I like my men scrawny."

Johnny put his arm around her hips. Her curves were tighter than a Les Paul's. "And to think ten years ago, I was a lonely little street urchin, sleeping on the streets of London. Playing guitar just to I could have enough to eat. And here I am, playing in a stable band, completely sober, and I have the most beautiful lass in the world. God works in mysterious ways."

Judy pulled herself away, "You know that I could stay here all day, but we really need to get going." She got out of bed and got dressed. "Johnny, by the way, I think it would be best in we left the hotel at different times. I don't want anybody getting any ideas."

Johnny looked at her as she pulled her shirt over her head. "Sure thing luv."

Judy arrived at the bus first. Ten minutes later a cab dropped of Johnny. They had their story set, they went to go eat and then Judy felt like getting a room on her own. Since Johnny was the first one to arrive he could tell his band mates that he stayed in his bunk. Nobody had any idea that this was a lie. The bussed headed off for the next show. Of course, Johnny was forced to hear all of the harrowing stories of his band mates. Gunner stayed in a hotel room, that was all he could say, Axel had a great date with Casey, and Izzy made off with some showgirls. Johnny knew that he could top all of their stories, but he kept quiet. On Judy's bus she heard stories about the sushi bar Midori visited, Pandora's night at a goth nightclub, and Casey's date with Axel. Judy simply told them about her 'date' with Johnny, even though she was blushing the entire time she told her made up story.

The last two weeks of the tour went by very quickly. Soon both bands were standing backstage, right after the last concert in Miami. Good byes were being said. Izzy was excited for Head Plates solo U.S. tour coming up in three weeks. Gunner was anxious to go back to his computer to update the bands website. But Johnny and Judy stood away from the crowd of two bands, having a conversation of their own.

Judy looked up into Johnny's grayish-blue eyes, "So Johnny, when are we going to London?"

"Well sweetheart, after this tour I have three weeks before I leave for my American tour." He kissed her, "When do you want to leave?"

Judy hugged her boy friend closer to her, "Next week I have a break before we go on our international tour. I'd like to go then." She stroked the side of his face. "Tomorrow the girls and I are leaving on a plane for New York, back to my place. I would like to go home, get a few things, and then I could go to London."

Johnny rested his hands on her hips, "Well, I think I'm going to go directly back to London. Call me and let me know when you get there so I could pick you up."

Judy was aware that her band mates were staring at her. She didn't care. "I can't wait to meet you there. I love you Johnny."