When Judy woke up, she found herself on Johnny's shoulder. He was still sleeping. She cuddled up to him, it was nice to feel the heat coming from his body. It was incredibly peaceful in that room. Her ever nagging band mates were on another continent, her cell phone was off, she was with her love. She couldn't go back to sleep, her time zones were completely messed up. It was only ten in the evening in London. Dinner time back home. Her moment of bliss was interrupted by a loud knock on the door.

"Napalm, open up! You STILL need to pay for my bloody window!"

Johnny was awake now, "Sod off!" He rubbed his eyes and looked over at Judy, "Damn neighbors! Of course…if somebody smashed my window two months ago and didn't pay for it…" His head fell into his pillow. "I'm tired…"

"Come out Napalm, I know you're awake!"

Judy heard muttered cussing coming from Johnny. She heard him get out of bed, put his clothes on, and head for the kitchen.

"Johnny, what are you doing?!"

"Getting ready to blow the living crap out of this wank."

Judy ran out of bed, not bothering to get dressed. "Johnny don't do it!"

He had a fire cracker in his hand, "Why not?"

"Because I don't want you to go to jail while I'm here, that's why."

Johnny kept his eyes on her, even though is disagreeable neighbor was still knocking loudly on the door. "You're right luv. Go get dressed, let me handle this."

Judy ran back into his room. Johnny walked over to the door. "Look, Steve, I've got company over. Can I deal with this in the morning?"

"No damnit! I need fifty pounds to fix the damn window and I need it now!"

Johnny rolled his eyes. "Look, let me get the money." He walked off to the bedroom, kissed Judy, grabbed some money from his stash in his closet. "Here's the money." His neighbor glared at him, "There's your money so sod off!" A few more curse words were exchanged, and Johnny slammed the door and walked toward the bedroom. "Sorry about that luv."

"Promise me that you won't get into any more fights while I'm here."

"I promise luv."

Over the next week Judy had a wonderful time in London. Johnny did drive her to see some of the sights, Big Ben, the London bridge, and the British house of parliament. They even went to a few concerts at bars where Johnny got his big break. The week flew by extremely fast. On the last day Johnny woke up incredibly early.

"Judy, wake up. There's one more place I have to show you."

Judy rubbed her eyes. "Johnny, it's six in the morning. Let me go back to sleep."

"Judy, there's one more place I need to take you before you leave."

"Where?"

He kissed her, "It's a surprise luv."

Judy pulled herself out of bed, climbed into Johnny's small shower. She dried her hair, got dressed and met Johnny in his small kitchen. "Okay, now where is it you want to take me."

"I told you, it's a surprise." He took her hand in his and led her out side of his apartment house. She sat down in the car and Johnny handed her a black blindfold. "Put this on."

"What? Tell me where you're taking me first."

"I told you, it's a surprise. Don't worry, I'm not going to murder you, torture you, or throw you in a lake. Now put it on."

Judy hesitantly put her blindfold on. She felt the car start moving. "Could you just give me a hint on where we're going?!"

"Well, after you went to sleep I made a few calls to some of my chaps from around the city and I…well…you'll see."

Judy waited in anticipation. Did he arrange a meeting with some other famous rock star? Judy could only guess and wait. She leaned the car seat back so she could see the street signs from the bottom of her blindfold. Nothing was familiar, she had absolutely no idea where she was going. After about twenty minutes of driving she felt the car stop.

"Alright Judy, we're here. Keep your blindfold on." Johnny got out of the car, came over to her side, and let her out. "Okay Judy, just hold my hand, and I'll lead you to your surprise. Johnny walked her through a door, it made a dinging sound so he must of taken her inside a store.

"Aye, Johnny, good to see you lad. Is this her?" The male voice came from somebody inside the store.

"This is her. Do you have it ready?"

"Get what ready? Johnny where are we?"

"I'll let you know in a minute luv. Now I'm going to lead you to a chair, here now sit down." Judy felt Johnny lead her to a chair. "Okay Clark, do you have it ready?"

"Yes, it's in the back. Let me get it."

Judy tried to reach for her blindfold, but Johnny grabbed her hands and put them at her side. "Now now luv. In a minute you can take your blindfold off."

"Alright Johnny, I've got it…"

Judy felt something put into her arms. She reached up and pulled her blindfold off her face. Judy saw that she was, indeed, in a store. A guitar store, a very large guitar store. She looked at what was placed in her arms. "Oh my God!" She was amazed to see a brand new, Les Paul electric guitar. She turned it around to see the body of the guitar. It had the most beautiful Union Jack print painted on it. Very rare. "Oh my God, Johnny!" She wrapped her arms around Johnny.

"I made a few calls, and my chap Clark over here has some of the most beautiful and best sounding guitars in the world here. I just wanted you to have something to remember me by." Judy had her face burried in his neck, crying tears of joy. Johnny turned to face his good friend and guitar supplier since 1999. He gave him a thumbs up and mouthed a thank you to his good friend.