Chris sat on the top of Golden Gate Bridge, listening to the sound of cars rush below him. Tears dropped steadily from his eyes.

Joy's gone.
Why couldn't they have taken me?
I was ready to die.
But...they took her instead.
Why?
Why would they take her away from this world?
They were right.
It's my fault.
I should've left her when I had the chance.
No...I couldn't.
I love her more than anything.
I never would have let her go.

He heard wings flapping behind him.

Probably just birds.

Then he heard her voice.

"Chris?"

He turned around and saw her, suspended in the air by her delicate transparent wings. On her head was a tiara of diamonds. She wore a long sparkling white gown. Her face, hair, and arms had touches of glitter all over them.

She looked exactly like Chris had pictured her months ago. Only more beautiful. She looked more like an angel than a fairy.

She floated forward and her bare feet touched the pole on which Chris was sitting. She bent her knees and sat down beside him. He was staring at her in amazement.

"Joy? Is it really you?"

She nodded. "I'm here, baby. I'm here." She reached out and touched his cheek. "How are you?"

He touched the hand that was on his cheek. "You're dead."

She took her hand away. "Yes. I am. The energy ball killed me."

"I'm so sorry, Joy. This is all my fault. I should've listened to you. We're not allowed to love each other. Why did we have to go and break the rules?"

"Because we love each other." Her answer was so simple, and so completely correct. They did love each other. Love is worth breaking the rules for.

"I love you, Chris, and I'm not gonna let the three assholes who ruined my world, ruin my love for you."

He reached out and touched her hair. It was the softest thing in the world.

"I love you, Joy, and I'm sorry if I ever doubted you."

She leaned forward and kissed him for a long time. They didn't have to worry about being seen anymore. Tears ran down their cheeks. This was goodbye.

"You're gonna be okay," she whispered. "If you ever need me, you know how to find me."

She stood up, and Chris did too. They kissed again. One last time.

When they broke apart, Joy whispered, "Look me up when you get back to the future. I have faith in you. You're gonna save the world with what you're doing."

Then she disappeared in the cloud of dust.

And Chris was left standing by himself on top of Golden Gate Bridge.

"I love you."

Forever and ever and ever.