A/N: Ok, so this is the last chapter, and it really has nothing to do with the title.

WARNING! This story has spoilers about Iggy's power...you have been warned.

Thnx to FaxyLover for reviewing! (btw: I like thanking people who review so if you do review, you'll mostly end up in my A/N's) James Patterson Owns these characters, sadly I do not.

Iggy POV

A thousand thoughts were racing through my head at once and none seemed plausible. Ella likes me? Ella has a crush on me? How long has she had a crush on me? Do I like her? Since when have I liked her? WAIT, when did I say I liked her?! I couldn't think straight as I walked distractedly into the living room after dinner, where I had remained uncharacteristically silent, which was probably why I ran smack-dab into the wall. BAM!

"Ow," I mumbled distantly as I rubbed my forehead, that was going to leave a bruise. "Tired much?" Fang joked as he passed me on his way toward the staircase, probably on his way to blog, as usual. Angel giggled, "Its ok Iggy, you don't need to over think things, just calm down and take your time…lovebird."

"Angel!" I yelled, mortified and embarrassed that she had read my mind…OH CRAP that means she knows I overheard!, "Angel," I began quickly and quietly but she cut me off.

"It's ok; I knew you were there before too. Um," she stalled, and I heard her shift frantically, "Why don't you go relax and think on the back porch!?" She grabbed my hand and began yanking me through the living room toward the sliding glass doors before I could protest.

Maybe she was right, maybe I just needed to relax and clear my head, so I let her throw open the door and push me out, slamming it behind me, and for some odd reason locking it. Why would she lock it?

"Hey Iggy," came a quiet voice toward the direction of the swing set in the back corner of the backyard. Oh, great, Ella…I'm going to kill you Angel, I thought darkly, hoping she was listening.

Sorry! Came a voice inside my head followed by a giggle, she was listening.

"Hey, Ella," I mumbled awkwardly as I stood glued to the floor by the back door.

"You wanna come swing?" Ella asked happily, "There're two, can you find it?"

"Um, yeah," I walked over to where Ella was and heard the swing swinging on the left hand swing, so I sat on the right and began pumping my legs. I could hear everything, birds chirping, the wind whooshing past my ears, the creak of the metal swings as we soared back and forth, it was oddly calming, suddenly Ella's heels scraped across the ground stopping her swing.

"It's really pretty isn't it?" Ella whispered almost silently, but of course, I heard it crystal clear.

"Um," I mumbled sheepishly, embarrassed more than usual by the fact that I couldn't see what others could.

"Oh!" Ella said embarrassed, "The sunset." She explained, "It's really pretty. That's all I was saying."

"What does it look like?" I wondered out loud, then blushed and backpedaled when I realized I had said it out loud, "I mean, you don't have to tell me, I was just curious, I mean…"

Ella only giggled, which relieved me a great deal, to my surprise.

"It's ok," Ella began quietly, nervously almost, "I'll explain it." Then she paused and took a deep breath, "Um, the sun's just about half way set and the sky's a really pretty mixture of orange and red, um, kind of like a grapefruit, I guess, you've felt one of those before right?"

I chuckled quietly; she was making comparisons to things I had felt the color of so I would know the exact color. "Yeah," I said happily, "I have." She giggled quietly before continuing.

"There's not a cloud in the sky so the color is really smooth, undisturbed, like marble. And there's some trees in the neighbors yard that frame the bottom of the sun, almost like the suns resting on them, taking a break for the day, maybe. It's really beautiful, I wish you could see it" she whispered at the end.

"Yeah, me too." I mumbled, but I didn't just mean the sunset.

Ella POV

We sat in comfortable silence while the sun fell completely over the horizon until darkness took over and the first star appeared in the sky.

"The first star!" I suddenly beamed, startling Iggy and causing him to fall backwards off of his swing onto the ground with an 'oof '.

"Iggy," I yelped as I jumped off the swing and ran over to help him up, "Sorry, are you ok?"

"I'm fine," he soothed as he sat up into a sitting position but didn't stand up, "Sit." He commanded while pointing to a spot beside him. So I did. I would do almost anything for him.

"Make a wish!" I said happily as I sat about a foot away from him, so close that I could feel his heat causing a gargantuan blush to spread across my face. Now I was actually glad he couldn't see my face. "You too." He said as he closed his eyes and fell still, making a wish, so I did the same.

'Please oh mighty star of wishes' I began, hoping maybe the wishing star reacted well to praise (well, it never hurts to try!) 'Please, if you care about anyone at all, let Iggy like me back!' I took a deep breath before opening my eyes, but I smelt something surprisingly fresh, it smelt like shampoo, but not my strawberry shampoo, it smelt more like nature.

When I opened my eyes, there was Iggy, right in front of me, I think my heart literally forgot to beat for a second, and I couldn't move.

"Ella," he murmured quietly, as he brushed his fingers along my cheek lighter than a moth's wing but enough to make my cheeks burn to the point where they were almost on fire.

"Um-uh," was all that would come out of my mouth…smooth.

He chuckled quietly, his breath hitting my face, making me go even redder, if that was even possible at this point, "You're so red," he mumbled almost silently before continuing just a little louder, "What did you wish for?"

I gulped audibly causing another smirk to cross across his lips, "T-That's…a secret" I stuttered, "What about you?"

"I wished for this," he whispered. Then he trailed his thumb lightly along my lips before leaning down and kissing me.

It lasted for only a second, but I swear, that was the best second of my entire life. "I like you," he whispered to me as he pulled back and rested his forehead against mine, closing his sightless cloudy eyes. "Me, too." I whispered.

It was the best wish, ever.

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