Gaga was beyond excited to see her fiancé again. It had been too long. She hadn't slept the night before because of her excitement. Her mind was racing constantly.

In Taylor's room, he wondered when he would finally see Gaga. He had just barely woken up, but the instant he did, she was his first thought. He woke up to his mom by the bed. She had told him about Gaga's condition as well as the baby's. It was a miracle she even survived it. The same could go with him. He remembered the plane just falling. The weightlessness and his stomach dropping, the boom, just nothing.

Back in Gaga's room, the nurses were preparing her to see Taylor. I.V. in one arm and a pole to drag along next to the wheelchair. As they wheeled her out of the room, Gaga put her hand on her fast growing belly. Now 4 months and a week along, she couldn't wait for she and Taylor to have their little one. She wanted to be as good as a mother that her mom was. 5 months away. That was it. She was now a few feet away from his room. The curtain was closed. Gaga took a deep breath as the nurse rolled her in.

She saw him. Tears began to roll down her cheeks. Pam woke him from his slumber, "Honey, wake up. You have a visitor"

"What?"

Gaga spoke his name softly so he knew it was her "Taylor".

Instantly his head turned toward her. "Stef!" He screamed.

Gaga could barely keep in her seat. She wanted to just jump out of it. The nurse rolled her over to the bed and immediately she hugged him. They stayed there for a while until Taylor spoke "I missed you so much and the baby"

"I missed you too. Please don't ever leave me" Gaga begged.

"I promise"