A/N: Guys, you have NO idea how nervously excited (and dreadfully anticipated) I am for the season finale…my stomachs in knots! A special thank you to all my lovely readers and reviewers! Review time! Xo-OppasAnjell (this chapter is SHORT)

Ilovehimhelovesme—I'm in love with the Jane/Billy couple too! They're soooo perfect for each other (and yes, Billy is gorgeous). It's my pleasure to write this story, thank you for reading (:

Hellookitty2010—haha I cannot wait either

"There is always a second chance for those who have their hearts in the right place, monsieur. Enjoy your coffee."

Billy's P.O.V.

I continued to sit outside the café, the coffee warming my hands. I was thinking about the waiter's words…could I really get a second chance? I look up sharply as a young brunette stumbles into the café, slurring her words as she asks the waiter for a cup of coffee. I look back down at my unfinished cup, thinking back on all my mistakes.

'Crash' the sound of porcelain shattering on the cold ground. "B-Billy?" the voice of an angel stutters. I can't breathe, I can't think. I say nothing. She walks up to me softly, as if in a trance. Her hand curves around my cheek, her rosy lips parted slightly in confusion. "These bloody hallucinations…they keep getting more and more real."

I grab her hand and look into her eyes, her beautiful brown eyes. "I'm real, Janey. I'm real."

With this, tears slip down her cheeks and she pulls her hand away. "No, no. You aren't real." A panicked look overtakes her eyes, "Billy didn't want me! Billy didn't care that I loved him! I was always 'Just Jane' to him. Billy—"

I pull her onto my lap and she sobs into my chest. She clutches my tee shirt with an iron grip, "Why, why wasn't I good enough for you!"

I stroke her hair, hoping to calm her down. "Shh Janey, it's going to be alright. Everything's going to be alright." She looks up at me, her eyes red with tears. My heart breaks, how could I fix what I've done to her? She trembles and looks back down, transfixed with my shirt. "Look at me Janey," I lift her chin up gently; there's fear of rejection in her soft eyes. "I'm sorry, for what I did. I was an idiot. I was so in love with you, but so afraid to screw things up. I wanted to protect you, but ended up hurting you instead." She whimpers, tears still falling. "I love you Janey, do you think you could forgive me?"

With that, she flings her arms around my neck, and kisses me softly. It was amazing. I had never been kissed so innocently, so beautifully. I kiss back, swearing to remember every moment of my dream come true. She sits up in my lap, smiles at me, and says the three words I've been dying to hear, "Let's go home."

I laugh and stand up, swinging my duffel bag over my shoulder. "Yes, let's go home, Jane Quimby." And with that, I take her hand in mine, our fingers intertwining. We begin walking to her house, to our home, and to our new life. And had I looked back, I would have seen the waiter knowingly smiling at the two of us. But I was done looking back, I had everything I needed right here in the present. And all I needed was Jane Quimby.