Hey guys, sorry for the long wait, I've been busy, my computer went gay on me, and with school starting soon, yeah….

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Kaze-no-Tenshi89: thanks! Yes, cute and funny was my aim, thanks for noticing! Lol, well, I'm home from Ohio now, but that's cool that you live there. Oh gee, thanks! Leave me with my own ideas! Lol. But yeah, thanks for the review! -

Nick Anderson: thanks! Lol, I'm glad I told you about it too. yeah, I still can't figure out what the beam is called! Jeez…lol. Thanks for the luck, it helped! Hhhmmm, that's a good idea, but idk ;)

jimlover54: yes, the comet is the cure. Thanks for the review!

XxDoCxX: A tractor beam, huh? Hhhmmm, maybe. Good, I'm glad its long enough, cause my fingers started to hurt near the end chapters. Lol, HEY! HEY! points to gun DROP IT, DROP IT! NO! BAD! haha

acosta pereze jose Ramiro: thanks! I liked the romance to! Haha, yeah, I was kinda hopping it would sound like Sheen and Libby with the pet names, but yeah. the same name? that's cool! I swear to you I didn't copy off that cause I never read any of your Rugrat's stories.Thanks for the review!

Now on with the story!

Chapter 7

Hard times

Jimmy's eyes fluttered open as he greeted the morning. Even though it was always dark in outer space, he could still tell it was morning. He yawned and looked to his side. He saw Cindy, sprawled out on her sleeping bag. He arms flung out above her head and her legs were tangled in the sleeping bag. Jimmy chuckled and scooted towards her. He moved a stray hair out of her face, not stirring her. Jimmy smiled as her watched her breath. 'She's so beautiful." Jimmy thought to himself, gazing at her sleeping body. His glance moved over to her wrist. The bruise her father had given her was still there, just slightly smaller. "What a way to treat a child." He said to himself, looking at his own injured hand.

It was still wrapped up, but Jimmy knew the burn was still there. He looked at Cindy one more time, and then got up. He walked over to where the comet lay. He approached it slowly, and cautiously, as if he moved any different, something would jump out and attack him. "If Godard was here, he could test the heat rate on this stupid rock." Jimmy said, rolling his eyes. He was now only inches away from the comet. He reached his uninjured hand out. He squeezed his eyes shut as he placed his hand on the comet. Thankfully, the comet was no longer hot. He could now take his sample and match it to the virus.

He easily broke off a piece of the comet and held it to a built in scanner on his watch. It took a second or two, but the watch read "match". Jimmy smiled and went to his rocket. He got in it and ran his fingers over the controls. "Now the hard part, what do I do with it?"

A week later

Cindy opened the flap of Jimmy's tent. He was, once again, hard at work with the comet. In the past 4 days, Jimmy had set up some lab equipment to do what ever he did with the comet. Cindy didn't spend much time in this tent, for Jimmy wanted to work on this alone. He wouldn't tell her what he was doing, but she could tell he was getting stressed out. So many papers and test tubes and other items where spread out across his tent, so he had to share Cindy's tent to sleep in. Some times, when reading, she could hear Jimmy crying. When ever she tried to help, he would push her away and say he had to continue working. She couldn't believe how much he changed in the past week.

"Jimmy?" She asked softly. He didn't lift his gaze from what he was doing. "May I come in?" He nodded and walked over to a small table and gathered some papers. The he shuffled back to where he was working. Cindy entered the crowded tent and walked over to him. "Jimmy, it's late. You can finish this tomorrow." She said calmly, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I have to keep working. I've almost got it." He said, throwing a paper to the side. "That's what you said yesterday." Cindy said. "And the day before that. You need a rest. This isn't healthy, working so hard like this." "I know, but the town needs me." Jimmy said, flipping though a book and pouring a red liquid into a cup. "Jimmy. I remember what you said to me the night we left." She said, pulling him to make him face her. "We would find this cure together. But you haven't let me help you."

"I don't need help right now, I'll call you if I need you." Jimmy said, turning back to his work. Cindy narrowed her eyes. She may have loved him, but she was angry now. "Jimmy, look at yourself!" She yelled, throwing her arms out. "Your trying to take control again! Like on intergalactic show down!" (A/N: was that what it was called?) Jimmy didn't look at her or say anything. "You know you cant handle some things by yourself! And this is one of those things!" Cindy was now getting tears in her eyes. 'why am I crying?' Cindy thought to herself. Jimmy still paid no attention to her. He continued fiddling with the test tubes. "Jimmy, why wont you let me help?" Cindy's voice cracked. Jimmy finally turned to her.

"It was my fault the town got sick. It's my responsibility to find the cure." Jimmy said, turning back to his work. Cindy couldn't say anything. What was there to say? So she just ran out of the room to her now made tent.

Later that day, Jimmy walked out of his tent. He slowly walked over to Cindy's tent. When he opened the flap, he saw her reading….again. She glanced at him, then turned back to her book. "Cindy..," He started, and came to sit with her on the bed. "I'm sorry about what happened earlier. I was really stressed out and I feel I should break my back on this, not you." Cindy closed her book and looked at him. "Jimmy, don't worry about it. I want to break my back with you, but I can't do that unless you let me help you." Jimmy smiled and took her hand. "Then you'll be happy to hear that I need your help." He said, pulling her to a standing position. "With what?" She asked shyly.

CLIFF HANGER! HAHAHA. Sorry guys, I wanted to post this, and I have no idea what im going to write next, so if you have ideas, im welcome with open arms.

R&R