After Heather, Spike, Bucky, and Quillo left the log, they went to the Candy Bar part of the hedge. They order some sundaes and sit down.

"What the heck is wrong with Hammy?" asked Quillo.

"Yeah, and why were you being so nice to him, Heather?" asked Spike. "You acted like you love him."

"I was concerned, is all. And I don't know why Hammy was acting strange." said Heather.

"Okay Heather, first of all, you were never concerned about Hammy like THIS before. Secondly, you felt like you were about to faint after you taked to him. Which you almost never do. Are you sure your feeling like yourself?" asked Bucky.

"I'm feeling fine!" yelled Heather, anger present in her voice.

"Calm down, I was only asking." said Bucky.

Heather lets out a huge sigh.

"It's okay. I'm just a bit edgy right now." explained Heather.

"So we noticed!" commented Bucky, Quillo, and Spike simultaneously.

At that moment, the robotic waiter (hey, RJ knows technology) comes over and hands everyone their sundaes.

"Thank you. Here you go!" said Heather.

Heather pays for everyone's snack. Heather receives strange looks from her friends.

"I thought I'd treat today." said Heather, answering everyone's silent question.

Everyone starts to eat, except Heather. She has a far away look in her eyes. Everyone is to busy eating to notice the sudden change in Heather.

"Here, have this, I don't want it. I'm not really hungry." said Heather.

Heather hands her ice cream to Spike, who hesitantly accepts it. Heather stands up and starts to walk away from the table.

"Where are you going?" asked Quillo.

"To do some…um…research." said Heather.

Before Quillo could ask Heather to explain what she meant, Heather leaves the candy bar. Quillo shrugs and goes back to eating her ice cream treat. Heather, after leaving the candy bar, walks to the log. She stops. She could hear Hammy's mom (who came to visit) and RJ crying.

"What's going on? Maybe this isn't a good time."

Heather turns around and starts to leave, until she realized that someone was tugging on her arm. She quickly turns around, and her eyes land on Hammy.

"We need to talk. Let's go to the park." said Hammy, almost silently.

Heather nods. Hammy grabs her hand in his, and, together, they slowly go to the park. Upon their arrival, they sit on the swing set. They start to swing slowly. They were silent the entire trip to the park, and now they remain silent, that is, until Hammy talks, breaking the silence.

"Heather, what I'm about to say has to be kept a secret, at least until I say this to other people myself."

Heather nods, confusedly. She notes the seriousness of Hammy's voice.

"I have lung cancer, and after today, I'll have 3 days to live."

Heather gasps as her eyes start to water. Hammy continues his speech.

"They say I got the cancer from years of second-hand smoking from too much stress. Now, before I die, there are a few things I must do and say, including saying some thing to you. First, I don't hate you; I never did. I find you beautiful, smart, and very attractive. Well, now's my last chance to say this, so here it goes. Heather, I love you. I always have, ever since I first laid eyes on you. I don't know if you feel the same about me, but remember this; you are my angel - My shining star. You are my inspiration when I have none. You are the most important person in my life."

Hammy lets out a big sigh.

"You are going to make somebody very happy later in life." finished Hammy.

Hammy gets off the swing set and kisses Heather. It was a long kiss, one that neither of them will ever forget. They pull away slowly. Heather hugs Hammy and starts to cry on his shoulder.

In-between sobs, she asks, "Was that what you had to do? Kiss me?"

"Yes it was. I just wish I could have done that earlier. I love you Hammy, with all my heart."

"I love you too! Dammit, why did God deal you this cruel fate, why? Why!" yelled Heather.

Heather continues to cry on Hammys shoulder, while Hammy pats her back, in an attempt to comfort her.

"This is not going the way I had planned."

Hammy pulls Heather away slightly and looks into her eyes. He wipes a tear that is rolling down her face.

"That isn't the Heather I know. The Heather I know is a strong, independent woman who doesn't take bullshit from anybody. She would never break down like this, not even because of my disease. Are you the Heather I knew before, or are you a weak, crybaby who lets people and things trample her?" asked Hammy.

Heather stops crying.

"That's what I thought. Come on, I'll walk you home. We won't have too many more moments like this, so we might as well enjoy them." said Hammy.

Heather smiled at him, and allowed him to hold he hand. Hammy took her hand and flashed her a reassuring smile. They walk to her area of the hedge. They arrive there.

"Please, try not to worry. I'll try everything--I mean EVERYTHING to get rid of this horrible disease, I promise." said Hammy.

Hammy, before he left, gave Heather a long kiss. They pull away slowly, and they both have shell-shocked looks on their faces. They look at one another, and smile.

"You've had your turn." began Heather.

Hammy gave her a confused look.

"Now let me show you how it's done."

Heather then gave Hammy a lesson in kissing. She started to kiss him, and then she slowly French kissed him. They kissed like that until they needed oxygen. They pull away slowly. Hammy collapses on his butt, while Heather is standing, licking her lips, and smiling. Hammy looks up at her and smiles at her with the biggest smile ever seen.

"Holy shit! That was better than cookies AND burping ABC's!!" said Hammy.

"That is how you kiss somebody, especially if that might be their last kiss ever." said Heather.

Heather helps a satisfied Hammy up to his feet.

"I'll be right back!" said Heather.

Heather runs into her box, where she keeps valuble items. Even if they were from a trash can. A few seconds later, she returns with a small locket.

"I want you to have this." said Heather.

Hammy nods, thanks her, gives her a small, lighthearted, goodbye kiss, and crosses his street. He looks at Heather, blows her a kiss. She blows him one back. Hammy and Heather smile at each other, and then Hammy goes into his area of the hedge. Little did he know, that might have been his first and final moment with Heather alone.