Here it is…the very last chapter. :'( Man, it went by so fast…thank you, thank you, thank you for all of the wonderful reviews! I appreciated every one of them.

I really hope that you've had fun with this story, because I know I have.

"We need to find the others and get home, fast," Simon said urgently. He looked out over the ocean.

"Where are the others, anyway?" Jeanette frowned.

"They're coming," Simon told her gently. "They went inside to go plant the GPS on Adam. We're going to track him and send the police after him as soon as we get home."

"Simon, I'm really worried about them," Jeanette said quietly. "Can we please go and see what's taking them so long?"

Simon sighed. "All right, let's go."

"Together," Jeanette interjected, raising an eyebrow at him.

He grinned at her. "Yes, together."

"I still haven't forgiven you for that, Simon Seville," she snapped. "Honestly, locking me in a cabin…" Still grumbling to herself, she climbed upon the rail and opened her wings. She spread her hands and her wings out.

"Jack, I'm flying!" she called over her shoulder. Giggling at her own pun, she dove off the stern of the boat and flapped her wings, soaring high into the air.

Simon rolled her eyes. "Do you think you can fly me over to the rock, Rose?" he snorted.

She giggled but went to fly over to him. She grabbed him. "Hang on tight," she called, and then she took off into the air, beating her wings furiously as she flew out over the sea.

"Oh, gosh, you're heavy," she exclaimed as she began to sink lower and lower.

"Don't drop me!" Simon yelped. "Please, Jeanette, don't drop me!"

"I'm…fine," Jeanette huffed, straining up higher. "We're…almost…there."

They finally reached the rock, and she dropped him on the ledge and collapsed.

"You okay?" Simon asked sheepishly.

"Lay off on the toaster waffles," she gasped, but winked at him to let him know that she was joking. She stumbled to her feet and grabbed his hand tightly.

"Let's go," she whispered.

They hurried into the fortress.

After stumbling around in the darkness for a while, they thought that they heard something.

Simon gasped and quickly made himself invisible. He reached out and touched Jeanette, trying hard to make her invisible as well, but nothing happened.

Then he got an idea. He expanded a force field over both of them and made himself invisible, still keeping a firm grip on Jeanette. He grinned when he saw her become invisible, too.

She looked over at Simon with wide eyes, but she couldn't see him anymore—she could only feel him, holding her hand tightly in his.

Just then, they heard low voices, whispering to one another, and very fast footsteps coming straight at them. Simon tried to move to the side of the hallway, but it was too late.

SMASH!

Four figures rounded the corner, smashed into Simon's force field, and fell to the ground.

One of them struggled to his knees, and a very familiar voice came from his mouth.

"Brittany? You all right?"

"I'm fine," another figure moaned, getting to her feet as well.

"Theodore, what did we hit?" Eleanor's voice asked.

"I…there's nothing there!" Theodore sounded very perplexed.

"Guys!" Jeanette cried.

They all jumped. "Jeanette?" Brittany's voice was dumbfounded.

"Theo, it's us!" Simon said quickly. "Give us some light!"

Astonished, Theodore made another ball of light and held it up in his hand. "But…where are you?" he asked.

Simon lowered the force field, and Jeanette came back into sight. Then he made himself visible again.

"Boy, are we glad to see you!" Alvin cried. "Do you know the way out of here? Adam will find us soon, and—,"

"I already did."

They all cringed and slowly turned to see Adam standing there, arms crossed tightly.

"I see my little plan didn't work," he hissed.

Theodore focused, and the corridor was flooded with light. They could all see one another.

Simon clutched Jeanette closer to him and quickly extended a force field over the six of them.

"Guys, did you get the GPS on him?" Simon barely breathed, his voice too low for Adam to hear.

"No," Brittany whispered back. "We were trying to find him, but…"

"Forget the GPS!" Eleanor hissed. "We have to get out of here!"

"What are you all hissing about?" Adam snapped.

Jeanette stepped forward, though. It was time for her to stop hiding. She elbowed Simon and whispered, "Get the others back to the ship. I'll be there soon."

"No," he whispered back, his jaw set. "I'm not going to leave you again."

"Simon." She stared up into his eyes. "You're going to have to trust me if we're all going to make it out of here."

He stared at her for a long, agonized moment, and then slowly nodded.

The force field was lowered, and Jeanette stepped forward slightly so that she wasn't in it anymore. Simon extended it over the other five, and they raced back down the passageway.

Adam looked like he was about to follow them, but he turned back to Jeanette instead. "What, you're not running after Lover Boy?" he sneered at her.

Jeanette took a deep breath. "Adam," she said quietly. "What happened to you?"

He froze and stared at her.

She shook her head. "Adam, as I've told you before, I was always there in Callie's mind, and I share some of her memories and feelings. But only the very strongest ones." She took another deep breath and stared directly into his eyes. "And I remember every single memory she has of you."

He couldn't breathe.

"I know that you miss her," she said softly. "I know that you love her. And I know that she loved you, too. And I'm so, so sorry. I never meant to cause you any pain, Adam. That was never my intent, ever. I do want you to be happy. And I'm so sorry that you're going through this. If there were any way I could make it better for you, I would." And she hesitantly hugged him.

He felt frozen and wooden as she took a step back.

"But I can't." Her whisper was barely discernable. "I'm so sorry." She sighed. "You were the kindest, nicest, politest chipmunk that she ever knew. You were amazing and sweet, and now you're a monster." Her voice broke. "You caused me so much pain. What happened to the Adam that Callie loved so much?" Her eyes filled with tears. "Adam, she's gone, and we can't do anything about that. But she would have wanted the Adam SHE knew to keep living."

"No," Adam whispered, his face pleading. "There IS something we can do. We can keep experimenting. We can keep trying. We can get Callie back." His face was broken and distorted as he begged. "Please, Jeanette. Please, come back with me. I don't want you to be a prisoner in her mind, but I need her back. Maybe we can find a way to fix it—,"

"I can't come back with you, Adam," Jeanette said quietly. "There isn't anything we can do to change me back. I've examined the injection that Simon put into me, and there isn't any way to undo it. I'm sorry. And I can't live with you as Jeanette. I've got a family and a wonderful chipmunk out there named Simon who needs me."

"NO!" Adam lunged for Jeanette, the crazed look back in his eye. He grabbed her by the arms and yanked them both behind her back before she knew what he was doing.

"There's always a way," he whispered. "We can find the cure. I can."

"No," Jeanette whispered. "I'm sorry, Adam. I already told you, I can't come back with you."

"Then I'll take you back."

"I'm afraid I can't let that happen. Not again." Jeanette's voice had an undercurrent of steel running through it now.

His grip loosened ever so slightly in shock, and she managed to squirm away from him. He slowly sank into a crouch.

"You can't get away from me," he told her, slowly coming toward her. "Your precious Simon isn't here to rescue you."

He lunged.

Jeanette closed her eyes and her fingers brushed across her gem. For a moment, she smiled slightly.

Then she snapped her wings open and pushed down, hard, shooting up toward the rock ceiling as Adam shot by under her.

She hovered above him. "I told you, Adam," she said to him, her voice quiet but very firm. "I'd change this if I could. But I can't. Not the way you're thinking."

She turned and beat her wings, soaring down the passageway. She could hear Adam racing along on the ground beneath her. The ceiling wasn't very high, and she knew that Adam could catch her and bring her down with one well-placed jump. She swallowed and flew faster, shooting down the passageway like a rocket.

Then she saw the opening in sight.

Adam lunged for her ankle, and she swerved at the very last second, and then she was free, soaring up, up, out of the caves, out of the horrible rock that had been her prison for so long. Sweet, cold, ocean air filled her lungs as she beat her wings and soared high through the sky, the moon shining down on her. Adam skidded to a stop before he toppled over the ledge, the wind blowing at his clothes and his fur as he watched Jeanette sail away into the distance.

She looked back at him one last time.

Sorry, she mouthed, her face open and apologetic and full of pain and sorrow.

And then she turned back and flapped her wings a bit harder, soaring through the air toward the ship, where Simon was leaning over the rail and waiting for her.

*sigh* The end at last…

Don't worry, it isn't over for our friends! I'm making the third story in the trilogy right now, titled "Among the Stars." Be looking for it at a website near you!

I hope you enjoyed this one. Until the next one, Hostfanatic out!