As she looked over the barren landscape, she thought over the past few months. Her mission, the cost, the pain. She smiled sadly, with her eyes tearing up, thinking of him. He was the most wonderful thing to happen to her. But sadly, he was her mission. And since her mission was over, so was he. On the horizon, a tidal wave of trash, rubble, and dirt was coming towards her. Because of her mission, a bomb had gone off and destroyed most of the earth. What it didn't destroy, it covered in the tidal wave of destruction. As she watched the tidal wave come towards her, she realized that she was going to die. As this thought was going through her head, she thought of him. She wanted her last thoughts to be about him. A few minutes later, as the wave of trash swept over her, she saw his smile one last time.