AN: I do not own CB and I really hate to say it but… this is the last chapter of Wishful Thinking. I'm so thankful for everyone who took the time to read my story and review. I remember when I thought this story wouldn't go far at all and that I'd just forget about it sooner or later. But I didn't, I kept to it. It might've taken me a few months to update but I got it done and it's been going strong for a good year and 6 months. I'm so proud. I hope you enjoyed it and maybe you'll see a sequel but I'm not promising anything.

Ed is sitting at her computer taping away; as you listen you begin to think she is going in a pattern, some sort of song pattern. Ein is snoring softly next to her, his chest rising and falling to the beat of Ed's taping.

In the bonsai tree room you see Jet seated on his bench with a pair of clippers in his hand. He is examining a tree making sure the branches aren't criss-crossing anywhere and that they are all flowing together.

"Ah ha, you little bugger," you hear Jet mutter as he takes the clippers and clips a small branch off the tree, "you thought I'd never find you, but I did."

He sets his masterpiece down and turns towards the many more bonsai trees behind him, "I'll get to all of you, be patient with me." Jet says and smiles.

Picking up a new tree he begins to examine the tree when a sudden knock on his door interrupts him causing him to cut off half of the tree's limb. Wide-eyed, he turns toward the door to see Ed standing there innocently.

"Yes Ed?" Jet asks trying to keep his cool.

"I was just wondering when we were going to eat dinner," Ed asked as she smiled broadly at Jet.

Jet had already picked up the clipped tree limb and tried placing it back where it belonged; unfortunately it fell back to the ground. Sighing he looked toward Ed, "It'll be ready shortly," he said.

Ed squealed and ran from the door back to her place by her computer.

Jet sighed and turned his attention back to his now ruined tree. Setting it down he decided it was a good idea to just walk away for a while and come back to this mess later. As he was exiting his room he noticed it was quiet, too quiet.

He headed towards Spike's room and knocked on the door, he hear some rustling and then it stop. Opening it he saw Spike laying on his side, facing away from the door.

"Spike," Jet said.

No response.

"Spike," Jet said a little louder, "I know you're up."

Spike rolled onto her back and looked up at the ceiling, "How'd you know?" he asked.

"You snore," Jet said.

Spike grunted and sat up, "Funny Jet," he said.

"I'm going to start cooking, why don't you get up and I don't know… Do something useful? Like go and find Faye, she's wandering." Jet didn't really ask, he demanded.

"Why do I have to?" Spike asked.

"There's a lot of good reasons, one because who else is going to cook? I wouldn't trust you with making your own bowl of cereal. And second because well," Jet gave him a smirk, "just because I said so, so go!" Jet bellowed and walked away from Spike's doorframe.

Spike smirked and got up from his bed and made his way out into the living area where he saw Ed taping away on her computer.

"Hi Spike-Spike!" she yelled, not even turning away from her computer.

Spike always thought it was creepy how she knew who was around her, like she knew the way that person walked and knew by the footsteps, "Hey Ed." Spike said and continued to walk around the Bebop.

First he checked Faye's room but did not find her there, he then went to look in the hanger but did not find her there either, and her ship was still there meaning she couldn't have gotten far. Slowly he made his way out the door to see if she was on the deck.

It was already dark out so the stars were now out. He looked around the deck and saw a figure at the end of the ship staring off into the distance. Making his way towards the figure he noticed it was indeed Faye.

"Hey," Spike said and placed a hand on her shoulder.

Faye jumped a little and turned around to face Spike, "Oh hey," she said and smiled.

"What are you doing out here?" He asked curiously.

"Nothing just, thinking." She said and turned her attention back to the sky.

"Oh that's something new," Spike teased and poked her.

"Hey!" Faye yelled and smacked him on his arm.

"No seriously, what are you thinking about?" He asked, showing a different side to him.

"Just about everything that has happened in the past few months," Faye turned around and looked up at him, "Finding you, then all of that stuff with Sylvia, you disappearing again, and then how things are now." She said and looked down feeling a little embarrassed.

Spike smirked, "Yeah I guess you could say things are pretty good the way they are," he said and wrapped his arms around the back of his head and walked towards the edge of the deck.

Faye looked up wide-eyed, "Pretty good?" she asked.

"Yeah, pretty good." Spike said not facing her. Faye poked him hard in his side and he laughed, "Alright, alright pretty fantastic, but you didn't hear that from me." He added.

"That's right," Faye said as she looked back up at the sky.

Spike looked from Faye to the sky, from the sky to Faye, and on. "What's up there?" Spike asked.

"Something very special to me," Faye said as she scanned the sky for her star, "Ah there it is!" Faye said with excitement.

"There what is?" Spike asked curiously.

"This," Faye pointed to not the biggest star in the sky but to the smaller one that seemed to be the brightest.

"That bright star?" Spike asked as he tried to pinpoint where Faye's finger was pointing, "It's not even that big." He added.

"I know but it's my star," Faye said as she leaned into Spike.

Spike smiled and his arm around Faye, "Well, it's our star now." He said and kissed Faye on the lips.

"Yes, that sounds pretty good." Faye said and smiled up at him.

"Only pretty good?" Spike teased.

"Pretty fantastic," Faye said and kissed him again on the lips.