The next morning I got up and put on one of Brians shirts. Making a stop in the bathroom I looked into the mirror and wondered why he loved me so much. After I was done in there I went and turned on my computer and then to the kitchen to make breakfast. After I got the bacon going I sat down to check my email but was side tracked when the phone rang. "Hello?" "Hey baby its me. I just called to tell you I miss you and we should be flying in at 7:15pm. Oh ya and can you fix me some of that home made soup that I like? I think Nick gave me his cold. I love you and got to go. Bye baby!" "Bye BriBear!" Scratching my head and went to the bed room. Looking around i saw every thing was where it should be. "But it was so real! It couldnt have been a dream." I made the bed and walked over to the closet to get something to ware for the day. I grabbed a pair of boxers that were Brians off the floor only to see that they said BackStreet Boys all over them. "Thats odd last time I did his cloths he didn't have any of these." Shrugging it off I put them in the dirty cloths and went on with my day just waiting for it to be night time when I could be back in my babys arms.