The concert at Tokyo seemed to go on forever. Immediately afterwards they headed on a plane for Hawaii. Judy was restless. Though she was tired her thoughts were racing through her head faster than a speed metal guitar solo. 'Now it all makes sense. I haven't had me period for a few months. Johnny and I weren't safe in Vegas, nor were we half the time in London. From how big my stomach is, I think I'm about three months pregnant…two…oh I don't know! I hope Johnny will still love me, did he even love me to begin with? Casey doesn't seem to think so. Oh God, what have I gotten myself into this time?' Eventually Judy worried herself to sleep. She was so tired by the time she landed that Pandora had to help her get out of the plane. As they were making it past customs, Judy felt a rush of emotions sweep over her. It was too much like when she went to London. Her eyes started watering, 'Stupid Hormones!'

They took a cab to the venue. All her band mates were amazed at the beauty of Hawaii. Everybody except for Judy. The bright colors that pleased her band mates only added to her nausea. As soon as they arrived to the venue, she headed for the bathroom. When she was feeling better she opened her cell phone. 'Good, four bars. Now let's hope Johnny has that many in Germany.'

Meanwhile, the punk metal band Head Plate was setting up for a concert in Berlin. Johnny was tuning his guitar when he heard his phone ring. It was Judy.

"Ello luv."

"Johnny. We need to talk."

"Sure thing luv. What's up?"

"Johnny…" There was a brief pause, "I'm pregnant."

Johnny felt like his heart stopped. "What?!"

"I…am…pregnant!" Judy was getting aggravated.

"Are you sure?"

Judy started screaming, "Of course I'm sure you idiot! We had sex, and now I'm pregnant!"

Johnny rubbed his head. "Oh my my my." He looked at his phone. If he really wanted too he could press the end button, and end his relationship forever. He pondered this, but he loved Judy too much. He was about to answer her, but she started screaming.

"What, you don't want the baby, my baby, YOUR baby!? Don't you love me!?" She was bawling.

"Look Judy, you know that I love you, but I want you to make sure. Maybe you should see a doctor."

"You think I'm stupid!? I flipping know that I'm frigging pregnant! Alright?! You don't want the baby. You're not flipping man enough! You don't love me! YOU DON'T FRIGGING LOVE ME!!!" Judy was screaming at the top of her lungs, of course, she was using less lady-like versions of frigging and flipping.

"Judy, you don't understand! Just listen…"

"Screw you! If you don't want the baby, and you don't want me…why should I even bother! I'm done! Screw life!!!" She shut her phone, the conversation was over.

"Judy, JUDY!" Johnny dialed her number again. She wouldn't pick up. He tried texting her, no answer. He was panting and swearing.

Axel saw this and walked up to him. "Johnny, are you okay."

Johnny turned to face him, "I think Judy is going to kill herself! All because of me! Oh God…"

"Oh my God, what's wrong!? What is she upset about?"

Izzy and Gunner ran to see what was wrong. "Judy's pregnant, and she doesn't think that I want the baby."

Izzy's jaw dropped, "Wow man…I didn't think you had it in you." Gunner punched his arm, "Uhh…I mean do you want the baby?"

Johnny's hands started shaking, "YES! I want Judy, I want the baby! I love Judy!"

Axel opened his phone. "I'll call Casey and tell her to keep an eye on Judy alright. You need to talk to Scott."

Gunner placed his hand on Johnny's shoulder, "Scott!? Why should I call Scott!?"

Axel dialed Casey, the phone was ringing. "I think you need a break so you and Judy can sort things out." Johnny was now shaking uncontrollably, "Izzy, call Scott."

Izzy took out his phone. "Don't worry Johnny, we'll get this under control."

"Hey Scott, it's me Izzy. I know you're busy but…yeah…yes…it's about Johnny…well kinda. Judy's pregnant and…no!…we think that Judy's going to kill herself…I'm serious!…Axel thinks Johnny needs to go see Judy for himself…well…Johnny can't really talk right now…fine." Izzy handed his phone over to Johnny. "Here you go."

"Scott. Look…"

"Okay Johnny, what is the problem? Why do you want to go see Judy?"

"She's pregnant…she called me and she doesn't think that I want the baby and…"

Scott cut him off. "Hey my phone isn't really working. Could you set up Gunner's laptop so I can talk to you that way?"

"Sure." He hung up. "Gunner, get your laptop set up!"

"Okay, it's in the dressing room." Gunner and Johnny rushed into the dressing room. Within minutes it was set up and working. Johnny was face to face with Scott.

"Okay Johnny, what do you need?"

Axel opened the door and entered the room. "Johnny I just got off with Casey, Judy's really upset and she's under close surveillance right now. Yes, she's suicidal."

"Hello Johnny, I'm here." It was Scott coming in from his office in New York on Gunner's laptop.

"Hey Scott. Judy's in Hawaii right now, her band mates have her under Suicide watch. I need to go see her."

"Look Johnny, you can go see her some other time. Right now we need you to perform at this concert."

"What…"

"I'm not going to let you go to Hawaii. Besides, you were in the hospital for three days the last tour and if I let you go how am I going to get a replacement in Germany? You need to stay."

Johnny slammed his hands on the table, missing the keyboard by only and inch. "You need to let me go! I NEED to see Judy! Does it even matter to you that she's on suicide watch!?"

"Look Johnny, I understand but…"

Johnny was irate. "Bless you Scott! Bless you and all of the blessed tour managers and band managers of the world!" keep in mind he used a much fancier word than 'bless' during his rant, "Bless all of the record companies, bless all of the record producers, venue owners, and all of the blessed roadies of the blessed world. Bless bloody blessed love, bless music, bless touring, and finally bless the blessed doctor that brought you into this blessed world and bless you so hard that you never forget it!!!!!" He hurled a chair towards the mirror. He heard a satisfying crashing sound and he picked up a large piece of glass, which looked like a dagger. "And never the less, bless me most of all! Bless me for being so blessed stupid, bless my miserable blessed life, bless my stupid blessed parents, bless the preacher that wed them, and bless love!!!!" He had the shard of glass raised to his neck.

Johnny was about to slice himself, when Axel tackled him. "Johnny calm down! No need to go crazy!"

Scott stared at the scene with amazement from his computer in his office. "Okay Johnny, calm down. I'll make a deal with you."

Axel propped up his irate, depressed, and somewhat suicidal band mate. "What kind of deal!?"

"If you promise to go to this concert and don't hurt anybody, I'll send a replacement and you can go see Judy. Deal?!"

Johnny's heart was beating incredibly loudly. "Deal…"

"Okay, I'll make a few phone calls. Violet Eyes will be in L.A. tomorrow. You'll have to get tickets for yourself. Alright?"

"Okay…"

"And Johnny…consider me 'blessed.'"