Your relationship with Johnny had begun under strange circumstances. It had taken you a long time to say yes, four years to be exact. You thought it would last a long time, but just as love was beginning to blossom...

I herald its beginning. I herald your end. I herald... Galactus.

Those simple words had changed your entire life. They had changed everything.

Reed's plan had failed. Shalla-bal had destroyed the constructs designed to teleport Earth to safety, away from Galactus. Die with yours.

Now, after the Fantastic Four had (reluctantly) accepted Reed's new plan, all that was left was to wait.

This could be your last night alive. Your last night with Johnny and your found family.

— “ It's here... ” – Johnny clung to the balcony railing, sighing. Galactus's ship was already visible in the sky. He was close.

And when you mentioned being scared, he turned to you to take your hands and tuck them under his jacket. He used your powers to warm you up... To give you comfort in an uncertain situation with a high probability of failure.

— “ Sexy... Everything will be okay. ” – He seemed to say it to you... And to himself.