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[Anita]

Just... Just... and then... and finally...

[Katia11]

LOL!

[JimmyxxCindy4EVER]

Was this the sad ending you were talking about?? I sure hope not!

[Mystic]

@Emily- No it isn't. The sad ending(s) are for Y and Z.

[JimmyxxCindy4EVER]

I think Kate("Katia") would be the judge of that. lol She did write it, after all.

[Mystic]

I think Kate("Katia") would be the judge of that. lol She did write it, after all.

I know but the story is over at fanfiction.net so you could see how it goes. Just a suggestion.

[Katia11]

Em, the sad chapters are scattered throughout the next few letters. The next two are sad... then Y and Z are both pretty sad...

P.S. Sorry I've been so busy the last few days Em! I've been working in the Kitchen getting all the hours I possibly can. So I'm not around my phone a lot during the day. Next week will be the same way.

Enjoy! I don't own Jimmy. Love, Katie

Rain

The wind howled through the trees and in the distance there was a soft roll of thunder.

A storm was coming. But the blonde girl wearing the bright yellow rain coat sitting against the large Oak tree didn't seem to notice.

In fact, it seemed almost as though she was asleep. Her breathing was slow and lazy. Her head was buried in her knees, which were currently pulled up against her chest and her arms were securely wrapped around her legs.

There was a boom of thunder and the girl finally lifted her head looking up at the sky and a small, sad smile crossed her lips.

"Is that all you got?"

As a bright flash of lightening lit up the dark grey sky, a glittering tear fell down her cheek.

She wished with every inch of her breaking heart that she could go back and undo that stupid phone call. He was telling her about some chick he was doing a project with and she lost it. She called him words she had forgotten she even possessed in her vocabulary. She instantly regretted every word that had come from her lips.

With that one phone call she'd ended the most importat relationship of her life and she knew it.

She'd tried to call him thousands of times, but he refused to answer her phone calls. She'd tried to see him, but his roommate had simply told her that he didn't want to see her. She'd tried to email him, but the emails came back telling her that the address didn't exist.

By now it was painfully obvious that he wasn't going to change his mind. He wasn't ever going to let her back into his world. She wouldn't ever feel his lips against hers, his soft palm brushing against her cheek. She wouldn't ever hear his voice telling her that he loved her.

Her stomach rolled and she had to bite down hard on her lip to fight the resulting nausea.

"What have I done, Jimmy? What have I done?" She whispered as the rain began to fall from the sky.

-x-

[Anita]

OMG, I read the ending at fanfiction.net!
So beautiful and sad! I cried!

[Katia11]

You read it all ready? Sad! LOL!

[Katia11]

P.S. I have other stories on fanfic too.

[JimmyxxCindy4EVER]

I sure hope this isn't the end of the J/C relationship! Oh, and that "Rain" chapter reminded me of this song by Hilary Duff:

[Anita]

Yes, I read it. I was just so curious!
Since TOSOT I haven't read a fanfic that I truly loved!

[Katia11]

Aww, thanks Anita!

[Katia11]

I don't own Jimmy. Thanks for the reviews by the way! Keep them coming! They make me happy.

Silence

The silence was so deep that you could cut through it with a knife.

Jimmy stared at his cell phone, 100 messages. They were all, without any doubt, from Cindy.

She had crossed the line and they both knew it. There was no taking back what she had said. There was no undoing what had been done. But, he couldn't deny that his heart ached every time he saw her name pop up on the caller ID. He didn't even have the heart to block her number. He didn't have the heart to listen to her voice, pleading for him to forgive her. He had no good reason to forgive her. She had ripped his heart out! She didn't deserve his trust, or his love.

But, as he found this, his eyes found a picture of them on his shelf. His head was resting on hers, his fingers were in her golden blonde hair and her face was resting on his chest and she was positively grinning. It was a stolen moment that had been captured by his mother. His fingers ran lovingly over the picture. She was his match in every way, and he would be crazy to let her go! After all, his parents had taught him that love wasn't easy. Love wasn't fun all the time. Not in the real world. In the real world, you have to choose to love the other person despite their faults. That's what love really was. Not just kisses or sex it was more.

He took a deep breath and pressed the number two on his phone.

He heard the other end ringing once, twice, three, four times and was about to hang up when suddenly a wavering voice spoke.

"Jimmy?"

He smiled, he'd never been more happy to hear a human voice in his life.

He was so ecstatic that he could barely hide the way his voice trembled as he quietly responded. "Hi, Cindy."

The silence was broken.

-x-

"Let me not to the marriage of true minds
admit impediments. Love is not love
which alters when it alteration finds,
or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! It is an ever fixed mark
that looks on tempests and is never shaken.
It is the star to every wandering bark,
whose worth unkown, although his height be taken.
Love is not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
but bears it out until the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved." -Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare

[Katia11]

Since Anita all ready finished I guess I don't really see the reason to keep posting.. oh well.

The idea for this story came from a picture by Mara, the title of the drawing is Neutron, James Neutron. There on Cindy's arm is a tattoo of Jimmy's atom and I wondered, what did he say when he found out? The only difference is that I pictured the tattoo to be smaller. Enjoy! Love, Katie

I don't own Jimmy! Or Mara's drawings. So here you are Mara, a chapter inspired by you and dedicated to you!

Tattoo

Cindy wiped her forehead as she sank onto the small couch. She smiled as her eyes scanned the small living room of the apartment. Libby's stuff was all ready mostly unpacked. She'd gone to Retroville for the weekend to give Cindy time to get all settled. She couldn't believe that she was all ready a senior and was doing her internship with the New York times. Plus with Libby as a roommate this next year would be more phenomenal than either of them had ever imagined.

"This is the last box," Jimmy announced as he came into the living room with a large brown box.

"Thank you for helping me," she added as he set the box in the corner.

He exhaled as he sank onto the couch next to her.

"Did I have a choice?"

She laughed and nudged her leg against his and he took her hand in his. It was slimy from sweat, but Cindy couldn't help but relish in the tingles now spreading through her skin.

"Well, not every guy in the world would come all the way from outer space to help his girlfriend move."

"I haven't seen you for a while, and plus it was a good excuse to get away from work for a little while," he whispered as he began to run his fingers through her hair. She sighed happily as she rested her head against his chest. Instantly, her ears picked up the familiar rhythmic thumping of his heartbeat.

She never wanted to leave his embrace. For a few moments, they sat like this enjoying the silence. But, as her eyes fell on her shirt she noticed that she was completely drenched in sweat. She needed a shower.

"Why the hell did I have to choose the hottest weekend in the entire year to move?" She sighed and got up off the couch. "I need to take a shower."

He nodded in response as he stretched out over the small couch.

She darted into the small room that was hers and grabbed a spaghetti strapped shirt and her favorite pair of denim shorts. A few minutes later she emerged from the shower in her clean clothes feeling refreshed and renewed. She hummed happily to herself as she draped her towel over her shoulders. She popped into the kitchen to get herself a Purple Flurp from where she was standing, she noticed that Jimmy was sleeping soundly. She picked up a box on the kitchen floor labeled dishes to start putting away.

She had just draped her towel over a chair when a small chuckle came from the doorway.

That little creep hadn't been sleeping after all. She turned around to see that he stood in the doorway with the most ridiculous smile on his face.

"What?" She hissed.

"What is that on your right shoulder?" he asked.

She followed his gaze to her right shoulder. When she saw what he was staring at, she grabbed the towel and draped it back over her shoulders.

"Nothing."

He raised an eyebrow skeptically. As he began to walk towards her, her entire body froze. A moment later, without any effort at all, he had removed the towel from her shoulders.

"That is most certainly something," he chuckled. She could feel her face heating uncomfortably so she tried to cover her shoulder with her left hand, but he brushed it away.

"It's not what it looks like," she argued.

His warm fingers ran against her skin studying the design on her shoulder. As his fingers explored the skin, she felt like she had stepped into a pool of hot lava. She was trying desperately to hide the fact that she was trembling like a leaf.

She growled. He should not be able to turn a tai chi master into a complete pile of jelly this easy! She tried to concentrate on something other than his soft touch on her arm.

"Yes, it is what it looks like! It's a tattoo of my atom design!"

It was then that she made the mistake of looking into his eyes. They were sparkling deviously. His warm, minty breath played on her face. It took every ounce of concentration she possessed to respond.

"It was on my birthday, Libby convinced me I should."

He chuckled. "I see," he responded as he leaned in even closer. "And you chose this design, because?" His whisper was soft, and gentle. Her knees were going to give out any second now.

"You know why."

His thumb was now running slowly in a circle over the tattoo.

"Is it 'cause you love me?"

She hissed. "Don't let it go to your head, Neutron."

"Never," he chuckled and then began to slowly trail soft kisses down her neck as his fingers ran down her arm.

"I can't believe I let her convince me. I told her it'd only inflate your all ready large ego," she whispered to herself. Jimmy just chuckled and softly kissed the space next to her lips.

"But, it's so sexy," he whispered. Without another word he leaned forward and captured her lips in a passionate and heated kiss. Her immediate response was to deepen the kiss even further and pull him tighter against her.

His fingers were playing against a little bit of exposed skin on her back. At the warmth, an intense thrill of excitement shot through her entire body.

"What are you doing?" She squeaked.

"I'm showing my appreciation," he replied huskily and then hungrily brought her lips back to his as they slowly sank onto the kitchen floor.

She'd have to remember to thank Libby.

-x-

[JimmyxxCindy4EVER]

Awww, sooooo cute!!! I love this fic; it's addictive!

[Katia11]

teeheeeeeee!!! yummy JC fluffy....

Hope you enjoy this chapter. Love, Katie

I don't own Jimmy.

Unexpected

"Neutron, you are such an idiot!"

He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. Could this night possibly get any more messed up? His head felt like it was going to rip open.

"Cindy, it would be great if you could just stop yelling and listen to me."

"I don't need to listen! This night has been a disaster."

"If you'd just let me explain."

"I don't want to hear your lame ass excuses! First, your hovercar broke down and it took you an hour to fix it."

"It was an unexpected mechanical failure."

"Then when we get to the restaurant, we discover that our table has been given away. And now the hovercar has been stolen!" She hissed.

"That was also unexpected."

She growled at him. "You are such an idiot!"

"Yes, I do believe you said that, Vortex."

"How could you be stupid enough to turn off the anti-theft alarm?"

"I told you, it's possible that they just figured out how to deactivate it. It's not that complicated."

This was the wrong thing to say. She turned to him and her eyes were simply blazing with fury in the moonlight. Her bottom lip was quivering.

"Take me home this instant."

He nodded. He couldn't believe how wrong everything had gone. He'd taken her to their favorite restaurant, given her a romantic hovercar ride, and had everything planned out, he'd even practiced the 'speech' on his father.

This was now the sixth time that he'd failed in asking her to marry him.

But, as the moonlight danced in her hair as she stepped out to hail a cab he made up his mind and decided that he wasn't going to fail again. Without any further hesitation he called out.

"Cindy!"

To his great surprise she turned around as he ran up to her.

"What?" She hissed.

"I was trying to impress you."

Her lips twitched. "You failed with flying colors."

"Cindy, please."

She growled and then promptly started to poke him in the chest with her finger.

"This is our first real date since you went up to space and you had to screw it up don't you? You are a disaster magnet, you always have been. I knew from the very moment I met you that you would be the most distasteful and arrogant little prick! I knew that you were bad news; I knew that you were the end of me! God, I am such an idiot! I should've kept my distance! One of these days your little inventions will destroy the world!"

"Cindy! Stop yelling!"

"No! I will not stop yelling! I'm mad at you!"

"You really should listen to what I have to say!"

"What could you possibly have to say to me?" She hissed.

"Cindy, I want you to marry me!" He yelled it out way louder than expected and she blinked stupidly like she'd been hit over the head.

A second passed.

Another second passed.

Obviously she was going to kill him by giving him a heart attack. Finally, the intense glare returned to her face.

"Are you freakin' kidding me?" She hissed.

"No! I kept trying to ask you," he added as he moved a little closer to her.

She sighed.

"You are seriously messed up, what kind of a guy plays with a girl's emotions like that?"

"No, Cindy I mean it!'

"Well, it's not all that surprising that you give me the worst night of my life and think it's funny to play games with me. I don't know why I let myself fall in love with you in the first place! I seriously think I got hit over the head with something when I was a kid."

Later, he tried to figure out why in the world he hadn't just left. For some strange reason while she was bashing him he found himself extremely attracted to her. Maybe it was the way her eyes were blazing with intensity unmatched by the hottest flame, perhaps it was the way her lips were moving at a thousand miles an hour, maybe it was the way her perfect tongue was moving at speeds incomprehensible to normal human beings. That's when it occurred to him.

He had to shut her up. Before she had time to fight, or utter a word of protest he was kissing her fiercely. As soon as his lips touched hers, his life flashed before his eyes. He expected her to pull back any moment and slap him senseless.

When she didn't he quickly took advantage of the moment. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the box and popped it open in front of her.

She was completely silent as she covered her mouth with her palm, her face as white as a ghost. He silently prayed that this wasn't a bad sign.

"I've had it in my pocket for ages now. I just couldn't wait anymore."

"You had to pick tonight?"

"I've tried to ask before, but things kept going wrong, as you said yourself I kind of attract disaster."

A small smile crossed her lips as he closed his hand over the box. He noticed that she was trembling.

"Cindy, what's wrong?"

Tears were now slipping down her cheeks. After a second she reached forward and snapped the box shut.

He had his answer.

Unexpected as it was, he had it.

"I understand," he whispered. He was putting the small box back into his pocket when she reached out and stopped him.

"You dork," she laughed.

He looked at her confused, but she merely smiled.

"If you want an answer, you'll have to ask me properly."

He smiled as he sank down to one knee and took her hand in his own.

"We have been many things through the years, Cindy. Enemies, friends, lovers, fighters, but the one name that you have yet to assume is perhaps the most important. And so I humbly ask that you, Cynthia Aurora Vortex will do me the honor of being my wife."

For a moment, she just stood grinning stupidly. Then she threw her arms around his neck, and the force of it nearly knocked him to the ground, they swayed a little as she pressed her lips against his. When she pulled away his head felt fuzzy from the simple lack of air.

"Yes, of course I will marry you." She paused for a moment. "But, I get to tell people that you proposed in a really romantic way."

"Was there something wrong with my proposal?"

She smiled softly as she brushed her nose against his. "I guess not. It was totally unexpected, badly timed, and sort of awkward, but that's just you, James Isaac Neutron." She paused for a moment as if to make a point. "And I love you for it."

For a moment he wasn't sure that he heard right. This evening had been full of twists and turns, and Jimmy couldn't help but laugh at the irony. It had been a complete disaster, but now he realized that he couldn't have planned it better.

-x-

[JimmyxxCindy4EVER]

I bet the next chapter is called "Vows"! lol I've dreamed of this moment ever since I saw the little hints that they liked eachother! That was so SWEET!!

[Katia11]

So, this is depressing. Sorry. Love, Katie. Recommended listening: Kathy Watches Behind Screen from the Never Let Me Go soundtrack. It suits the tone of this extremely well.

I don't own Jimmy.

Valentine's Day

She hated Valentine's Day.

Happy couples kissing on the streets couple, hearts and candies in the store windows, flower shops selling roses by the dozens. All of it reminded her of him. She wanted him so much it actually ached.

Yet, even still Libby was still sitting across from her, holding out her blue phone with a completely determined look on her face.

"Cindy, you need to call," she urged.

Her stomach lurched uncomfortably like she had fallen down the stairs. Why had she decided to eat that egg again? Oh yeah, because Libby had convinced her that it would be better to have food in her stomach. It obviously had been a bad decision because now an intense wave of nausea overcame her. As she leaned backwards against the wall she stared at the bright blue cell phone in her hands.

"Cindy, you need to tell her."

"What if she freaks?"

"Who cares, she needs to know. Girl, I told Sheen to wait so I could be here to help you. Please, take the initiative."

Libby was right, Cindy knew she was right. So, with a deep sigh, she dialed the number 4 on her phone. It rang once, it rang twice.

She silently prayed that no one would pick up. But, just then a small clicking sound told her someone had.

"Hello, this is the Vortex residence, this is Sasha speaking."

"Hi mom, it's Cindy."

"Cindy! Darling! How are you doing? We haven't heard from you in so long!"

"Things have been busy in New York."

"We know dear, especially with you being involved with Community Theater. You should concentrate more on finding a permanent job."

"I know mom," she responded.

"So? How are things going?"

"Good! I'm writing an article on Valentine's Day and that's going well. They are even going to publish it!"

"That's my girl!" She cooed. "And what else? Did you get a good part in that play you auditioned for?"

"Not really. I don't have many lines, but it will be fun anyway."

"I see."

"Yeah," she responded. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Another wave of nausea coursed through her.

"Hey mom, I'm not feeling too well, maybe I should call back another time."

Her mother growled on the other end.

"You did not just call me to talk to me for two minutes and then hang up. You never call so this must be important."

Cindy sighed.

"Oh God," she whispered. "It's true."

"What is?"

"You're pregnant."

"No mother, I am not, nor will I be pregnant any time soon. Jimmy doesn't want kids right away and neither do I. We take safety precautions."

"I can't believe you are still with your High School beau Cindy, you are in New York City after all. I'm sure there's some rich, good looking guy you could snag in your office right?"

"Most of the people in my office are just as poor as either Jimmy or I. Also, a lot of the guys I've met from here are either gay or married. Besides, I'm not interested in anyone else. I'm in love with Jimmy. You couldn't change that ten years ago, you can't change it now."

"Yeah, yeah, don't make me barf."

"Actually mom, that's why I called," she paused.

"To make me sick?" her mother hissed.

"No, to tell you what happened last week. I figure you deserve to hear it from me before you hear it from someone else." Libby moved from the couch where she was sitting to the floor next to her, and took her hand in her own. "Mom, last week I had a surprise visit from Jimmy. He took me out to dinner and it was actually a disaster."

"He always was, dear."

"Anyway, he did something completely unexpected. He proposed."

"No way! You didn't say yes did you?"

She took a deep breath as Libby squeezed her hand tightly.

"Yes, I did."

"Cynthia Aurora Vortex!" She wailed and Cindy flinched. Libby did too. But, Cindy took another deep breath to make the rebuttal.

"I love him mother, and he's who I want."

There was silence for a few minutes. Then something totally unexpected happened. Her mother started crying. Actually crying!

"You are dead to me," and with that the line went dead.

"See that wasn't so hard," Libby encouraged.

Cindy smiled at her friends failed attempt to comfort her.

"Yeah, it was," she added as a tear fell from her eye.

Just then Libby's phone went off. She softly squeezed her hand again then she disappeared into her room.

For a few moments, Cindy sat on the cold floor of the apartment shedding slow, painful tears. She was scared out of her mind, and she didn't even have Jimmy to tell her it would be okay.

This was officially the worst Valentine's Day ever.

-x-

[curiochibi]

Well well, Katie...I do believe that you just earned yourself another fan. Well done! I look forward to reading the conclusion of this wonderful story arc, and hope you continue writing more fanfiction.


=Jessi=