The star's shone with an intensity that Cindy had never seen before. They seemed to twinkle one at a time, and then all at once, as if they were putting on a show just for her. Too bad, she could only see them through her hospital window. Cindy lay in her bed, trying her hardest to get a better glimpse of them. She knew there was no way she was going to get out of the bed, the way she felt.

Cindy coughed. She lifted her hand to cover her mouth, but then realized that she was too tired. Besides, what was the use? She was in a hospital, everyone there was sick. Cindy glanced at the clock on the wall. It was ten after eleven, at night. She knew that sleep would be her best bet. In dreams, she could get away from everything that was happening. She could escape to a place that she wanted to be. But, with sleep came the threat of never waking up.

Cindy turned away from the window, and instead focused her attention to the small television set on the wall. She figured that looking at the stars was only torture. Because, all though going to space on all of the adventures was the reason for her sickness, it was one of the things she missed the most. If she could just go on one last adventure, defeat one last bad guy, visit one last far away place, then she would be happy.

But, she also knew when it was time to face reality. There would be no more adventures for her. She would never use her fighting skills, and brain power to thwart the attempts of a power hungry villain. Those things would be lost to her forever, and she knew it.

Cindy also wondered if she had made the right decision. Jimmy had tried to save her. He had the solution, which came in the form of a tiny pill. She knew that, allthough some of his inventions didn't work quite like they were supposed to, most did. She knew that, most likely the pills would have strenghthened her immune system, and pulled her out of the nightmare she was living. But, she also knew that if he didn't answer her question like she wanted, there was no way she would take the lifeline he offered.

Often, Cindy had wondered when would be the right moment to tell Jimmy how she felt. She had contemplated it many times. But, never more had she thought about it than when she got sick. Before, she figured that she had all of the time in the world to tell him, but then her time was snatched away. And, yet, she still hadn't told him. And she had expected him to open up to her, and let her know what he really thought.

Suddenly, Cindy felt a burst of energy, from nowhere. It was such a shock to her that she sat up in bed, hit with a sudden realization. She had to tell him, it was as simple as that. If she didn't, then there would be no going back. With her cancer had come a timer. It was as if God had gotten tired of watching them argue, and deny, that he had given her a time limit, instead. And, Cindy knew that her time was running out.

As quick as that realization had come, Cindy lept out of bed, not minding the fact that she'd ripped the IV out of her arm. Ignoring the pain, Cindy shuffled to the door. She had to get out of there, and tell him, before it was too late.

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Irony can sometimes be a cruel thing. It just so happened that it was, to Jimmy. It was strange, and ironic that he'd had the same thoughts as Cindy. He'd realized his mistake. He knew that he should have said more than he did when she asked him his motives for offering her the medicine. He was just so used to masking the truth with lies, that he'd forgotten what was going on.

So, it was ironic that, just as Cindy was leaving her room to confront Jimmy, that he was opening the door to her hospital room to talk to her. In the process, Cindy flung open the door, hitting Jimmy square on the nose.

"Sheesh, Vortex, watch where you're going!" he yelled, rubbing his nose.

"It's not my fault that you ran into the door!" she screamed back, despite the fact that she could hardly breath as it was.

"What are you doing here, anyway?" she asked, helping him up from the floor.

"I was just coming to see you." he replied, truthfully. He had made an oath to himself that he would keep things as honest as they could be.

"Why?" she asked.

"I've got a surprize for you." he said.

"Really, what kind of surprize?" she asked.

"You'll see." replied Jimmy.

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Cindy couldn't believe what she was seeing. It was one of the most amazing things she had ever witnessed.

Cindy had been skeptical when Jimmy had told her about the surprize. But, now, she was greatful that her curious side had won in the end. She and Jimmy sat on the moon, as hard as it was to believe. Cindny knew that she shouldn't be out, with her pnuemonia, on top of cancer. It was probably one of the worst things for her, at the moment. But, allthough her immune system was probably crashing, her spirit was soaring.

Jimmy had spread out a blanket on the rock-hard surface of the moon. She found it odd that he would carry her to a place like that, but she knew there had to be something behind it, and she was right. Jimmy had set up a small telescope in front of them, also. He'd told her to look through the telescope and tell him what she saw.

"A bunch of stars." she replied, in awe.

"Yep. But, look at that star, in particular." he answered, pointing.

To Cindy, it looked like any other of the millions of stars that she was viewing.

"What about it?" she asked.

"It's yours." he said.

"What do you mean, mine?" she asked, turning to face him.

"It's yours. I bought it for you." he said, pulling out a certificate from his pocket.

Sure enough, in bold print, it stated that she had a star named for her.

Cindy was speechless. How had he known that she loved the stars so much?

"I saw you looking at them the other night, when I visited you at the hospital." he said.

"Why would you do something like this, for me?" she asked, finally.

"Do you remember the machine I built a few months ago? The one that registers thoughts and emotions to figure out what a person wants most?" he asked.

Cindy nodded, although she had no idea what it had to do with what she'd asked him.

"Well, if I were to use it on you, what would be the one thing that you want?" he asked.

Cindy thought for a moment. Then, she leaned forward slowly, and kissed him.

"Nothing, " she answered, glancing at her star in the sky, "I don't want anything more than this."

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I know, that was full of fluff, but I felt like it. Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please reivew!