A/N: Okay, first things first: the site was indeed having some issues over the past day or two that somehow resulted in "Chapter Text Not Found" errors when you attempted to click through to the last chapter or two of my story- I have not removed or changed anything. I find the best thing to do in that situation is keep trying, eventually, the site should let you in. Which means if you were one of those people who couldn't get in last night, you need to go back and read those chapters you missed!

As this is the last chapter, I really want to thank everybody who's been reading and reviewing it. Your feedback means so much to me. That said, remember that this is your last chance to review this story... so I want to hear everything! What you liked, what you didn't like, thoughts, comments, favorite parts...

I'm going to miss this story, it sure was fun to write... Without further ado, enjoy the last chapter of Key To My Heart!

Friends Are Like People Who Are All Up In Your Business All The Time

Cody spun around. "Bailey-!" he choked. "What... what are you doing here? What are you wearing?"

Bailey's face turned crimson. She had borrowed one of Zack's old Led Zeppelin t-shirts to sleep in. "It's a long story." She brushed a strand of sleep-tangled hair behind her ear. "Did... did you mean all those things you just said?"

"Yes." Cody breathed. He took a step toward her. "Yes, but..." He turned back to Zack, feeling ambushed all of the sudden. "What is this? How could you not tell me she was here? What- what did she do? Sleep over?"

It was all happening just like Zack had feared it would. He opened his mouth to explain and choked on his own spit.

Bailey took a few steps forward. "Don't be mad at him, Cody. He and Marcus let me stay with them because I lost the key to my cabin. Zack didn't want me to stay because he knew it would upset you, but I had nowhere to go, and he was just being a good friend..."

"A good friend, huh?" Cody repeated, sending Zack a heated look.

"It was hard to be a good friend to both you and her!" Zack said defensively.

"You're not supposed to be my good friend, you're supposed to be my brother!" Cody shot back.

"I am your brother." Zack folded his arms. "I got you two back together, didn't I?"

"Y- you... What?" Cody stuttered. He looked at Bailey. "Bails, you...?"

She looked vulnerable, standing there with bare legs and messy hair, biting her lip nervously. "I still want to be with you, Cody... I... I thought that's what you wanted?"

Cody could only nod wordlessly, reaching forward and taking her hand, pulling her into his arms. She embraced him, burying her face in the crook of his neck, and he could feel a slight telltale dampness seeping into his shirt. He squeezed his eyes shut, savoring the feel of her in his arms, of the missing piece of him finally clicked back into place.

"So... are we cool?" Zack was still standing awkwardly off to the side.

Cody smiled at him, rubbing Bailey's shoulder. "Yeah, we're cool. I understand you must have been in a tough position. I'm sorry I said you weren't a good friend."

"You never said I wasn't a good friend." Zack pointed out.

"Well, I strongly implied it and you missed it."

"Hey!"

Cody laughed at Zack's offended expression. "But you are. You're my best friend."

"That's more like it." Zack grumbled as Cody grabbed him by the t-shirt, pulling him into the hug with him and Bailey. "...Well this is the most awkward hug I've ever been in."

The trio separated, grinning. "Oh, Zack," Bailey said. "I almost forgot." she crouched down and pulled something from under the bed. "I found your badminton racket."

Cody took it from her hand, keeping one arm wound around her waist. "This is my badminton racket."

"Well, that explains why I had a badminton racket." Zack said slowly. "Who plays badminton?"

The door opened and Woody entered, wearing gym shorts and a sweatband that flattened his curly hair to his head. "Ready for some badminton, buddy?" He held up his own badminton racket, then dropped it in surprise upon seeing Cody's arm around Bailey. "Hold on." he said, dashing back through the door.

"Woody's your badminton date?" Bailey asked, stifling a giggle.

"Yeah, you got a problem with that?" Zack answered coolly.

Woody returned, wielding the wiffle ball bat.

"Whoa, Woody!" Cody shouted, seeing his roommate advance on him with the bat. "Bailey and I are back together! There's no need for that!"

A relieved grin spread across Woody's face. "You're back together? Really?"

Cody looked into Bailey's eyes and they both smiled. "Really."

"Aww..."

The door swung open again and Marcus walked in. "Whoa. Hey... everyone!"

"Cody and Bailey are back together!" Woody informed him cheerfully.

Marcus smiled at the happy pair. "That's great, you two."

"Thanks Marcus." Just then Cody laughed. "I almost forgot, Bails. I have something for you."

"You do?"

Cody took her by the hand. "Yeah. Come with me." Followed by Marcus, Woody and Zack, he led her out of the room and up to the deck with the girls' cabins, stopping in front of Bailey's door.

"Cody, I don't have my-"

"I do." From his pocket, Cody produced her key, placing it in her upturned palm. "You dropped it running away from me." he squeezed her hand. "Don't ever do that again."

Bailey shook her head. "Never."

"You mean you had the key the whole time?" Zack complained. "You could have told someone, and I could have been sleeping in my own comfy bed these past few nights!"

"Sorry, Zack, I didn't know she didn't have a spare. If you had told me about your little rooming situation to begin with..." Cody reminded him. "Plus, I had Woody smacking me whenever I even mentioned her name!"

Marcus folded his arms. "Didn't it occur to you that if you didn't tell her you had the key, she'd be sleeping in your room tonight?" he teased Cody.

Both Bailey and Cody blushed. "I... I guess it didn't." Cody said with a sheepish grin.

"That's okay." Bailey said coyly, holding up her room key. "I happen to have a big, empty room all to myself tonight..." She laughed as the rest of the boys wolf-whistled and Cody turned an even darker shade of red. She leaned up and kissed Cody on the cheek. "Thanks for returning this. It will be so nice to wear my own clothes again!" Excitedly, she fit the key into the lock, pushed the door open, and stepped into her room... right onto a grilled cheese sandwich. "What the feathers?"

On the floor directly inside the cabin door was an assortment of food- pancakes, sandwiches, cookies, even pieces of thinly-sliced apple.

"Uh... this might be my bad." Woody said sheepishly.

As was usually the case whenever a bizarre food-related incident occurred, the group turned to the frizzy-haired boy for an explanation, Bailey subtly scraping cheese off her shoe and onto the door frame. "Yes, Woody?"

"Well..." Woody twisted his fingers together. "See, Bailey, Zack told me you were shut up in your room and you weren't coming out for anybody or anything... So I thought, what if I were in that situation- brokenhearted, lonely... Well, I'd be hungry!" He shrugged. "Even girls have to eat! I thought if you weren't coming out at all, I should bring something to you. But I had to pick flat foods, so I could get them under the door, see?"

Everyone was staring at him.

"Well it sounds stupid now, now that I know she was never in there to begin with!" Woody defended.

"Aw... Woody!" Bailey sniffled. She threw herself into Woody's arms for a hug. "You were worried that I wasn't eating! That's so sweet! It doesn't sound stupid at all! Thank you!"

"Sliding pancakes under her door? ...It sounds a little stupid." Zack muttered to Marcus, who nodded in agreement.

Bailey released Woody, looking around at the rest of the group, wiping at eyes that looked suspiciously teary. "If there's one thing I learned from these terrible last few days, it's that I have the greatest friends in the world." she said gratefully. "I mean, Marcus gave up his concert, and Zack gave up his bed, and Woody gave up his food, all for me... I love you guys."

"Yeah." Cody agreed. "I know I haven't been the most fun person to hang out with lately, but you were all there for me too, and I really appreciate it."

"No sweat." Zack waved them off. "We're just going to expect you to pay us back in favors. By the way, Cody, I have a book report on War and Peace due tomorrow."

"But seriously." Marcus said. "We know you'd both do the same for us."

"I'm never going to take you guys for granted again." Bailey said softly. She reached for Cody's hand and gave it a squeeze, this time looking at him. "Any of you."

"Same here." Cody said to her. He wrapped an arm around Bailey's waist and stared into her eyes.

"Oh, just kiss already!" Woody told them.

Not needing any more urging, Bailey wrapped her arms around Cody's neck, rising slightly on her toes to meet his lips... She pulled back. "What was that?"

Confused, Cody pulled back as well. "What was what?"

"You just flinched!" Bailey said, slightly offended.

"No I didn't..."

"You did." "You flinched." "Flincher." Their friends agreed.

Cody groaned. "What? You mean our behavioral conditioning actually worked?"

Zack snorted. "Since you've clearly forgotten about Bailey, I'd say yeah, it worked real good."

"We tried to use classical conditioning to make Cody stop thinking about you." Woody explained. "Like Steven Potluck's dogs."

"Ivan Pavlov's dogs..." Bailey mused. "And you hit him with a bat every time he talked about me?" she guessed, the boys' remarks from earlier finally starting to make sense.

Cody shook his head, distressed. "I can't believe it worked! I can't have a subliminal aversion to my own girlfriend!"

"Well, there's only one thing to do then." Bailey said matter-of-factly.

"Please don't say break up." Zack pleaded, and Woody and Marcus groaned in agreement.

"No..." Bailey said. "If you'll remember, classical conditioning can also be achieved by means of positive reinforcement." The other boys were staring at her blankly, but she could tell Cody knew where she was going by the admiring look in his eyes. "Which is to say, if Cody were to begin associating me with a more pleasurable stimulus..."

"I dunno if it'll work, but I'm willing to give it the old college try..." Cody teased, lowering his head to kiss her once more. This time their mouths met, lips meshing in that sweet, familiar, but always exciting way. His hands crept around her waist as their kiss grew more heated, and Bailey smiled against his mouth, feeling like she'd finally come home... and she didn't mean getting back into her cabin.

"What just happened there?" Woody asked, sotto voce.

"Bailey's going to kiss Cody until he stops flinching." Marcus translated.

Woody threw up his hands. "Figures. I never do a single science experiment in all my seventeen years for class credit, and on my down time I get caught up in this freak show."

Zack gave Woody a friendly slap on the back as the three boys wandered back down the hall, leaving the kissing couple behind. "I hear ya, Woodchuck. Come on, I gotta go wash my eyes out. With soap."