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"RUN!"

Everyone who was able to obeyed quickly, and the government officials approached Scam. Tim whipped out a device, and tried to press it, but the CIA snatched it away from him. Tim Scam wouldn't give up that easily, though. With his last resolve, he dove at his one arch nemesis, Jerry, and tackled him. He knocked him to the floor, and they rolled into a crevice.

"Jerry!"
Clover screamed. Mandy yanked on her arm.

"Clover, we've gotta go, like, now!"
Alex stood up, but took a step towards Jerry.

"Jerry…"
She whispered. Brittany took her by the arm.

"Alex, Mandy's right. We have to go, now."
They began to walk out, but Sam turned back. Her eyes were full of tears and she powered up her jetpack.

"Sam, don't…We need to leave, now."
Mandy whispered sadly. Alex, Brittany, and Clover turned back to see Jerry and Scam fighting each other in the chasm.

"We love you, Jerry."
The three girls said in unison, and after they said it, a large rock avalanche occurred. Alex picked up Scannon.

"I love you, too, girls!"
Was all that they heard. Sam's eyes overflowed with tears as she tried to say the same thing, but her words were swallowed by all of the noise. The spies and the government officials flew out of the erupting lair, grabbing a few running villains and villainesses before bursting out into the air and hovering there as the volcano overflowed and erupted to the max. Most of the government officials and the evil-doers seemed quite relieved and sighed in relief, but the spies, including Mandy and Scannon. Clover flew over in the air and sobbed into David's shoulder. Mandy didn't seem to mind, and besides, she was busy trying to comfort Sam. Alex was getting comforted by Scannon, and Brittany floated in the air by herself, taking in the scene below her.

"Sam? Are you going to be all right?"
Mandy asked hesitantly, turning to go with the others who were flying away. Sam wept profusely in the air.

"The last thing Jerry ever heard me say was, 'I hate you.' That's the last thing he ever heard!"
Mandy flew back, and let Sam sob into her shoulder, watching as the volcano let go of its last eruptions.

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"That is our story: Sam, Clover, Alex, David, Mandy and Brittany save our very own Earth from destruction and chaos, but at the cost of Sam, Clover, and Alex's parents, and their father figure and the head of WOOHP, Jerry. The spies and their talking dog have turned down our offer of interviews tonight, so all I have to say is, I'm Tim Brokaw, of Channel Eight news. Good night, Beverly Hills, and sleep well."

Alex burst into tears again.

"SLEEP WELL? HE WANTS US TO SLEEP WELL? IS HE JOKING?"
She wailed. Sam and Clover said nothing. The radio was on, and was playing a sad tune; unfortunately, it wouldn't turn off.

I wanted you to know
I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph;
I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

Because I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

You've gone away
You don't feel me here, anymore

The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn,
and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

You've gone away
You don't feel me here, anymore.

Sam blasted the radio with her Laser Lipstick and silence was again restored. She was in a horrible, sad mood.

"Dumb radio. Dumb everything," she muttered with a mixture of anger and sadness in her voice.

Brittany had returned home; her parents were still alive, as were Mandy's and David's. Mandy had softened up and had called to offer condolences. Normally, the girls would have been shocked and also would have rejoiced at the notion that Mandy wasn't being mean to them anymore, but now it just didn't matter. The girls were staying at their shared house for the night; it hadn't been damaged much, and they were a bit happy to be able to stare up at the starry sky; they could see it now that most light had left Beverly Hills. Clover, for the tenth time that night, opened up her Compowder and stared at the empty desk in the remains of WOOHP; the desk that their boss and father figure used to sit.

"I wish he would just call us down for a mission again, like old times. I miss him and his lame jokes."
She murmured sadly. Sam sat off to the side; she hadn't said a thing all night. Scannon crawled over to her and licked her hand.

"I'm sorry, Sam."
He whispered. Sam merely closed her eyes and stood up.

"I'm going to bed. Good night."
The other two girls and the dog watched sadly as Sam walked away, her shoulders shaking. Scannon thought of a poem he had heard his old master recite from a book once; he thought of the last line, and he repeated it quietly to himself.

"If only, if only, the woodpecker sighed.

If only, if only, if only."

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Mandy was hosting a party in honor of the spies, and she insisted that they come.

"I know you're in mourning, but please come. It'll lighten your mood. And I'll let Clover dance with David for as long as she likes," Mandy pleaded through the speaker phone. Clover didn't even blink. Mandy sighed. Alex did, too.

"Fine, we'll come, but just for awhile."
She muttered. Mandy, at her house, smiled.

"Thanks."
The spies reluctantly got ready and the girls dressed in black tops and black skirts or pants. Scannon was already black, and his mood reflected his fur coat. When they arrived, they were immediately hugged and hogged by news reporters that had gotten wind they were going to be there. Their secret identities were out, but they didn't mind. They didn't mind much of anything anymore. Mandy and a few football jocks managed to hold off the news crew and escorted them safely inside. Mandy waved the football jocks away and sat down on her couch across from the spies.

"I miss him."
Sam muttered. Mandy looked into her eyes.

"You really loved him, didn't you?"
She whispered. The others nodded.

"Well, I—"

The sound of a helicopter cut Clover's sentence off. They all groaned.

"Another news crew, probably. They don't get that we don't want interviews!"
Clover complained. She and the others rushed outside, and they shielded themselves from the wind. Scannon squinted through the wind at the helicopter.

"That's a WOOHP helicopter."
He said, amazed. Alex scowled.

"If it's WOOHP agents giving us Jerry's will, which we know he included us in on, I swear I'll scream so loudly those aliens we helped out once will be able to hear it all the way from here on Earth."
Her friends backed away. The helicopter landed smoothly on Mandy's helicopter pad; Mandy had a helicopter. Out stepped—who else? Jerry. The girl's eyes lit up.

"JERRY!"
They screamed, and they ran right to the helicopter, tackling him and hugging him, tears flowing. Jerry smiled at the girls, and hugged them back. Mandy and Scannon smiled and motioned onlookers away.

"Nothing to see here, people! Don't make me kick you out!"
Mandy ordered. The onlookers quickly obeyed. Sam was the first to speak to Jerry.

"Jerry, I'm really really sorry, I really don't hate you, I really love you a lot, and I hope that you didn't take my words to heart."
Jerry smiled at Sam.

"I know, Sam. I know."
"How did you survive?"
"Is Tim Scam dead?"
"How long were you in the volcano?"
"Where did you get that helicopter?"
Jerry calmed them down and explained everything. A few minutes after the spies and government officials had left, he had gotten Scam off of him, jumped out of the crevice, and used some spare technology left by Scam to get out of the volcano. He had been shocked when he saw the news while he was heading back to Beverly Hills. And he had gotten the helicopter from a secret place under the original WOOHP headquarters. Tim Scam was dead.

Mandy turned on the radio, which was now playing a joyful song.

Sun's up, it's a little after 12
make breakfast for myself
leave the work for someone else
people say, they say that it's just a phase
they tell me to act my age
well I am
on this perfect day
nothing's standing in my way
on this perfect day
where nothing can go wrong
it's the perfect day
tommorrow gonna come too soon
I could stay forever as I am
on this perfect day
sun's down, a little after 10
I pick up all my friends in my mercedes benz
wake up!(wake up) don't tell me it's just a dream (just a dream)
cuz when I've had enough you'll hear me say
now don't you try to rain on my
perfect day
nothing's standing in my way
on this perfect day
where nothing can go wrong
it's the perfect day
tommorrow gonna come too soon
I could stay forever as I am
on this perfect day
whoo!

Sam patted the radio, and the party got started. Clover and David danced with each other, and Mandy danced with another guy. Alex let Scannon lead her through the party and they found his old master; a cute Latino guy who danced with Alex. Sam didn't dance, but hugged Jerry more.

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Jerry officially adopted Sam, Alex and Clover. Clover and David began to date, and Mandy found another guy, Mike, and became the girls' friends. Alex and the Latino boy, Carlos, began to date, and Scannon stayed at both of their houses. Sam found love the most unexpected: Arnold. Arnold had lost almost all of his geekiness over the year, and he no longer wore glasses, and his voice deepened. All in all, he was quite cute. The girls continued their lives as spies, but their secret identities weren't very secret anymore, and it didn't matter much anymore. The evil rate had gone down since Tim Scam had died.

The ending was sweet, but it wasn't the ending. It was only the beginning.

Author's Notes: So, did you like it? Was it too rushed? If it was, sorry. I hope you liked it, so, it's Sasha's turn to say…

Sasha: TUNA!
G. Rose: You're supposed to say, REVIEW!
Sasha: Uh, yeah, that, too.