Johnny found himself on a plane to L.A. He was on his way to see Judy. He packed light, he only had his wallet, some clothes, his pass port and that was it. The flight from Berlin to L.A. seemed to last forever. Before he left Axel let Casey know that he was coming, but Casey wasn't answering his calls. None of the tabloids, or headline news articles reported on the suicide of Judy Nails, heartbroken alternative rock guitarist. That was good. He sunk into his chair and fell asleep.

Eventually he made it to Los Angeles. He ran as fast as he could out of the airport when he got past customs. He hailed a taxi, game him the address to the venue where Judy would be and looked out he window the entire way. He tried to enjoy the view of the city, but his mind was preoccupied. 'I hope Judy is okay. Maybe she'll forgive me. She's going to want me to marry her. I could live with that. Even if she isn't pregnant, I'd marry her. I love her so much.' He turned and saw a section of stores, one caught his eye. 'Well, if I'm going to do this, I may as well do it right.' He asked the drier to stop and he exited the vehicle and pulled out his duffle bag filled with his clothes and money. His stomach was in knots, he never entered a jewelry store before. He pressed on and entered. A woman sitting at a counter set her eyes on him instantly. She had her hands under the counter, probably reaching for a gun.

"Ma'am I know that you think that I'm here to rob you, but I'm not. I really really need to buy an engagement ring." The woman's eyes widened. Johnny raised his hands in the air and dropped his bag on the floor. Thank God he was the only one there.

Within ten minutes Johnny found himself hailing a cab again. Luckily for him, he got a good deal on a ring. It was beautiful, it had white and pink stones, the band was made of silver. It was a lot of money so it must be good. Johnny didn't know anything about gems and diamonds. He saw the venue up ahead. He paid the driver and stepped out. There was a large fence around where the tour busses were. This was nothing for Johnny, he climbed the fence, jumped down, and stepped in. 'Foolish Americans! To think they can keep the former street urchin Johnny Napalm out!' He sprinted to the familiar pink and black van. He stopped and panted. "God I could use a smoke!"

Johnny looked up and saw Casey Lynch step out of the bus. She lit up a cigarette and glared at him. "What the hell are you doing here!?" She was mad.

"I came to see Judy."

Casey glared at him with pure hate. "Security!"

"Oh God!" Johnny spun around and was instantly tackled by a very large, muscular, security guard. He tried to pin and subdue Johnny but was unlucky. He put up a huge fight, this wasn't the first time a security guard (or a police officer) tackled him. But the security guard was too much, he was very large and weighed more than twice as much as he did. Casey took a drag from her cigarette and smiled as she saw Johnny's face being smashed into the pavement.

Pandora looked out the window, she screamed and dragged Judy out of her bunk. Judy looked out the window and ran.

"Hey stop, STOP!" The security guard looked up, "It's okay, he's fine."

The guard let off of him Johnny brushed the dirt off his pants. "Oh Judy, I've been worried sick over you for the past two days! Oh you're okay…don't ever scare me like that again!" He wrapped his arms around her. "Oh Judy…" Johnny started panting, "I know you must be mad at me but I want the baby. I want you. Even if you aren't pregnant I would…I would…well." Johnny collapsed on his knees, "Would you marry me?" He reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a slightly dinged box. The ring inside was un harmed.

Judy started crying, "Oh Johnny, it's beautiful! How did you get over here, you're supposed to be in Germany!? Oh Johnny!" She wrapped her arms around him and started sobbing. Johnny took her hand and put the ring on her finger. "Johnny…I went to the doctor today and…well…"

Johnny looked her in the eye, "Don't tell me you had an abortion!"

"No, not at all. I would never do that. The doctor said that I'm fourteen weeks pregnant. The baby is fine."

Johnny buried his face in her neck. "I love you Judy."

Casey stood and watched the whole ordeal. She smashed out her cigarette and went inside the trailer.

Judy led her new fiancé to the back of her trailer. The soundproof band rehearsal section. Not for love, but to talk about the problem at hand.

"Johnny, do you really want to get married?"

"Of course Judy, I really want to."

"Well…it's a little more complicated than just going to a church and getting married. I need to get a marriage license and because you're a British citizen…" Judy trailed off

"Yes…"

"I'm not too sure about how the law works but I think that you're going to have to become an American citizen to marry me."

Johnny felt his heart sink. "Oh…that's going to be tough."

"Are you sure that you want to get married?"

Johnny held her hands, "If I have to become an American, than that's what I'm going to have to do. For you and the baby." He rested his hands on her belly. It certainly was larger than it was when he last saw her.

"That might take you a few months to get your citizenship. And I have to finish this tour. You could move into my apartment in New York. It's bigger than yours, and it would be a good place for you to live. You would like it. Although…you need to get along with the neighbors."

Johnny didn't feel like laughing. "So you're almost four months pregnant. When do you get off this tour?"

"At the end of the month. By then I think I'll really start showing by then. Maybe my manager Ryan would let me go on maternity leave."

Johnny continued to stroke her belly, "Do you want a huge wedding party?"

"Well, by the time you get moved in, and get your citizenship I'll be really pregnant. Maybe we can go to the court house and get married. After I have the baby we can have a big party."

The words 'after I have the baby' rang in Johnny's ears. "It's still unbelievable that in a little over five months I'll be an American father."

"Johnny, I need to ask. What all have you gotten arrested for?"

"Mostly stupid things, public intoxication, de facing public property, minor assault charges. Why do you ask?"

"Well, if you did anything really bad, I don't think they would let you in."

Johnny kissed her forehead, "Don't worry about it luv."