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Jordan's p.o.v.

A baby. A beautiful smiling little baby. She opened her eyes, and it took my breath away. She had a chocolate brown eye and an ocean blue one. Black hairs stuck out from her small forehead, my hair color. And oh my god she had dimples. She had Toms dimples. I don't think I've ever fallen in love with someone this quickly before. It's like right away, I knew she belonged in my life and that she was mine.

"I really didn't mean to. I promise. I was trying to configure a spell that would summon a powerful being with your traits, but instead of a bloodthirsty demon being unleashed who has raging anger and smarts, a baby appeared. I am not quite sure what to do with it. Should I dispose of it or...?"

I gasped out loud at his suggestion. "No! No...she's beautiful..." She's everything I ever wanted. It was hard to believe she had been a mistake, because she was perfect in every way possible. "Can I hold her?" I asked him.

Instead of answering me, he looked at Tom with a questioning gaze. "Um...do you think it safe for him to hold her?"

Tom looked utterly starstruck. He stared at her with amazement glinting in his dark brown eyes. "Only if I get to hold her next." He muttered. Does he feel the same right now? Does he already love her and want to be with her forever?

Wag muttered an unsure okay before walking up to me and gently placing her in my arms. It was like holding a small pillow. She was so light. She giggled a little when she looked up into my eyes, and it kinda scared me, because I didn't know a new born baby could giggle. Her hand reached up to my cheek and felt of my stubble. She giggled again. She likes me. She likes me! I couldn't stop myself from laughing out loud. A real actual laugh, not a forced or a fake one. Real happiness was running through me, and it felt so good. I held her small hand and her fingers wrapped around my thumb instantly. More giggling came from the small little bundle of blankets. I can't believe this is happening. If this is a dream, I'll kill myself when I wake up because I want nothing more than for this moment to be real.

And it is. It's real. It's not a dream or a vision or a foretelling of the future. This is now.

"Congratulations Mr. Sparklez." Arms wrapped themselves around my waist and lips lightly pecked my cheek. I laughed again and nuzzled my head into the crook of his neck, still adoring her as I did so. This moment is so perfect.

"Um...should I leave?" Wag asked awkwardly. He stood a good distance away from us, nervously kicking at the grass.

"Nah, stay. You're a godfather now Wag." Tom laughed. Wag smiled a little and laughed too.

"So what do you want to name her?" Tom asked me, kissing my temple gently.

The name came to me instantly. I didn't even have to think about it twice, I just knew.

"Rosie." I whispered. I squeezed her hand gently and felt of her soft skin. "Welcome to the world, Rosie."

"Well, should I call the others down to meet the new comer?" Wag asked cheerfully.

My heart clenched painfully at the idea. "No!" I yelled.

Tom and Wag both sent me strange looks. I blushed realizing how rude I'd just sounded. I didn't actually mean to yell at him. "Why? What's wrong with them meeting her?" Tom asked.

What's not wrong with them meeting her?! What if one of them decided to betray us both and kill her, like Tucker had with Ianita? What if Mianite thinks it'd be funny to kill another person I loved, and the she'd be gone in an instant?

"I don't want them to know she even exists." I said bluntly. No one can know about her. I won't let the same thing happen again. I wont let anyone hurt her. If I keep her a secret, none of that stuff can happen. She'll be safe.

"Why Sparklez? I'm sure they'll be okay with it." Tom rubbed small circles into my back, trying to calm me down.

"No, you don't get it. I can't...I won't let the same thing happen again. If no one knows about her, it won't happen."
She was starting to get sleepy. I could see her small eye lids getting heavy with sleep. I let her hand rest back into her small bundle, even though I wanted so badly to hold it forever.

"I won't tell a soul about it if that's what you both wish." Wag agreed politely. He's being surprisingly nice besides ye fact that I just yelled at him rudely.

"Aren't they gonna find out eventually?" Tom asked me. I guess they could eventually find out about her, because how could you hide a person forever without someone noticing? Plus I don't want her to be an outcast when she grows up. Jeez look at me, I'm already thinking about her future and worrying about it.

"Maybe...but I'm procrastinating it for as long as I possibly can..." I pulled the small little blanket further up on her neck so she wouldn't get cold. She didn't look cold, her bright rosy cheeks proved that. Heh, rosy. Like Rosie.

I'm so lame.

"It won't happen again Sparklez...it won't." Tom tried to reassure me. How can he be sure? Tucker could try to kill her again, he's still under that stupid pact he made with Mianite and he said himself he has to do everything the god says no matter what. That could entail another child murder.

"You don't know that. Tucker still has a contract with Mianite. You don't know what he might do." He might try to kill her too.

Tom sighed, finally giving into my demands. "Okay. We won't tell anyone about her. Wag-"

"My lips are sealed." Wag interrupted, making a zipping motion across his lips.

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"Can I hold her now?" Tom whined, nudging me on the shoulder with his forehead.

"Just a few more minutes." I was having a hard time letting go of Rosie. I just loved her so much already. She was always bright and happy, even when she woke up from a nap. It was amazing. Surely Nicky was never like this with Tiff and Lola. She hasn't cried once all day and it's extremely impressive.

Tom groaned and pulled away from my shoulder, crossing his arms over his chest in pouting mode. "You said that an hour ago! Come on, please? She's my daughter too..." he grumbled. I grinned at his jealousy, rolling my eyes at it. It feels like I'm raising two kids now.

"...okay..." I agreed with fake reluctance. I handed her off to Tom, and his smile grew ten sizes as soon as she was placed in his arms. She giggled and touched his face too, reaching for his bright purple hair with her small hands. It must been a pretty attention getting object for a baby. I noticed whenever she smiled or laughed, I could see her dimples. She looked so much like Tom. But she looked a lot like me too. It's like our genes were evenly split up and put into this perfect child. Just amazing.

"God she's beautiful." Tom whispered, still smiling widely. I swore I could see a hint of wetness in his eyes, but I didn't call him out on it. It's natural to want to cry while holding your baby daughter for the first time, right?

"She's got your dimples." I pointed out. I think that's my favorite feature about her. I wonder what his favorite is.

"She does, doesn't she?" He looked so proud then, holding her up and touching his forehead to hers. He looked like a father. I can't believe it. We're a family again.

A frown crossed his features after several moments of holding her, a worried glint in his eyes. "Sparklez...how are we gonna take care of her if we don't let anyone know about her? I mean, don't we need like baby formula and diapers and all that shit? Where we gonna get that at?"

Crap. He's right, where are we gonna get that stuff? It's not like we have stores around here. The town used to have a few shops, but I doubt anyone even still lives in that destroyed mess of a kingdom.

"...I hadn't really thought about it. Maybe Urulu has stores for stuff like that." I'd seen a lot of stores there the time we visited. I never got the chance to go in them though because I was trying to follow Lola around and not become horribly lost.

"Or maybe Tiff and Lola could get us some?" He vaguely hinted.

"No. I don't want anyone to know about her. We'll just get them ourselves."

"We don't know where to get them. And which one of us is gonna go to Urulu, huh? One of us have to stay here with Rosie because a baby sure as hell shouldn't be in that heat."

"Tom please don't make me tell them. I don't want it to happen again. Something will go wrong, I know it. Something always goes wrong..." I can't lose anyone else. I can't lose another daughter. I'd move across universes if it meant keeping Rosie safe. No ones gonna hurt her. I'll kill them first. I really will, I'm not kidding. I will kill for my husband and my little girl. I'm sure insane me would have no problem with that, considering he's killed seven guys at once before.
Tom handed her back off to me. I heard her giggle when she was placed back in my arms. She's so sweet, always giggling about something. I looked down into her little bundle and gazed into her eyes. They were so full of happiness and hope. It made me feel happy and hopeful. And that's unusual for me.

"Tiff and Lola are cool, you know that. They don't follow gods. They don't make stupid ass contracts. They're normal." He was referring to Tucker, I knew.

"I'm just scared Tom." I admitted quietly.

"I know you are and I'm scared too. But it's not gonna happen again, you know why?" He tilted my chin up so that I was looking into his brown eyes. I forget how beautiful and entrancing his eyes are sometimes, and when I see them up this close it hits me like a brick to the face. He's gorgeous.

"No, why?" I asked with flushed cheeks.

"Because we aren't gonna trust anyone. We aren't gonna let our guard down. You're going to train and fight and protect her and I'm gonna do the same. It isn't gonna happen again." I could see determination written all over his face. He's serious, he isn't gonna let it happen again and neither am I.

"We can't trust anyone?" Surely we can trust some people. I mean, not everyone has done awful things to us. We can trust Wag and Martha and Mot...

"Trust no one. No matter what. Because after Tucker, we have no idea what these people will do to get what they want."

It made me feel sad, thinking about how much we'd have to lie to our own friends in the future. They've done so much for us and I don't want to lie to the people I'd call my family. "But what about-"

"Doesn't matter, just do what I say okay? Go to Mots and train, he's been calling you for hours and he's probably pissed you left with me. I'll watch Rosie." He held out his hands for me to hand her off. I reluctantly handed her back to him. I don't wanna go train. I know Mots gonna be furious that I left in the middle of training.

"But what if Mot asks about where I went? What do I tell him?" Oh I just went out to claim a baby who possesses my husband and I's exact traits that my wizard friend accidentally created by mistake with his magic, nothing big really.

"Tell him it's none of his damn business. And if he keeps asking, just tell him you went on a date with me." He began to rock Rosie in his arms, and her eyes immediately began to droop. She's such a good baby. Even Nicky wasn't this good when we were babysitting him. I wish I could spend the rest of the day with her. I feel obligated to do it too, since this is basically her first day being in the world. I don't wanna miss that.

I finally sighed and decided to accept my fate. "Okay. I'll see you later I guess...keep her safe."

"I will. Go train and beef up that booty for me." He sent me a sly smile and I rolled my eyes.

Never a dull moment with my Tom.

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"I take time out of my week to train you and you just decide it's okay to skip?" Mot seethed, jabbing his finger in my chest.

I stayed silent. I thought maybe Dianite would try to defend me or something (given that he sees everything and knows everything), but he hasn't said anything at all. So now I was just standing in the middle of Mots living room, taking every insult and snark comment he was throwing at me. This is degrading.

"I know you lost a lot of shit and you've been through a lot of shit too, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna lay down and bless your feet every time you're having your period. I offered to train you and if you don't show up to training, that tells me you don't want my damn help. Tell me where the hell you've been or I won't ever help you again." He crossed his arms in front of him. His face was the color of his scarf, dark red. I've never seen him this mad. And the whole diseased face thing wasn't helping my nervous fear either. Mot is scary as hell. But what do I say? Tom said don't trust him and I promised myself I wouldn't tell anyone about Rosie.

So I did the reasonable thing and thought up a good lie. "We wanted to go on a date, so we did. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have skipped. I'll do whatever extra work you want me to do. Just please keep training me." I tried to put on the best guilty face I could. This felt icky, being dishonest to Mot. I felt like he was the best person I could trust here. He's so loyal to Dianite and I know he wouldn't hurt Rosie. He loved Ianita so much. He has a daughter and he knows what it's like to lose one.

He narrowed his eyes at me, probably to see if I was telling the truth or not, and studied my face. Finally he rolled his eyes and scoffed."Well then you better get ready to work your ass off. Fifty laps around the town, now. And no breaks. If I catch you walking or if I catch you with your corpse boyfriend, you're starting over." He turned his back to me and began to walk back to his room. I felt like deflating on the floor. Fifty laps? I couldn't do twenty-five earlier! I'll never get through this.

I swallowed my unspoken thoughts and walked off towards his door, ready to face the punishment that would most definitely kill me. But I didn't open the door. I couldn't. I felt guilt flooding my entire body like millions of gallons of water pouring from a broken dam. I don't want to lie to him. He's a friend, a real friend. He wouldn't hurt my Rosie.

"Mot wait..." I called after him. I can't believe I'm doing this after I promised Tom. But hell, there hasn't been a time in our entire relationship where we've actually kept our promises to eachother. It's kind of depressing when you think about it.

"What?" he snapped, still walking towards his room.

I had to breathe in and out for a minute before uttering the next sentence. "You'd do anything to keep your daughter safe, right?"

He stopped then. I knew Alyssa was a touchy subject, but I have to get him to understand what's going on. I can trust him. It's okay, he's gonna understand.

"I would. But what's that got to do with anything?" He muttered, still facing away from me.

"I would too. That's why I lie. Thats the only reason I would ever lie to someone like you."

Please get the hint. Please get the hint. Please get the hint.

There was a long silence. He looked over his shoulder at me a few times, like he was contemplating something inside his head. And then he spoke again. "...Come back tomorrow morning at eight. Forget the laps." He then walked into his room and slammed the door shut.

Dianite please tell me you didn't tell him.

'He won't hurt your little girl, boyo. He would never harm a child, and I would never command him to. You have nothing to worry about. Go home and rest.'

Why?! Why did you tell him?! I didn't want anyone to know!

'Glitter lap, I'm no liar. Especially to Mot. He asked me where you went off to and I told him.'

I groaned and ran a hand through my hair. Why do I always break my promises? I can't keep a deal with Tom for my life...

I walked down the small hallway of Mots house and stood next to his door. I know he probably won't let me in, but he might talk to me at least.

"Hey...Mot?" I timidly asked the oak door.

I heard him sigh from far away. "What is it now?" his muffled voice asked.

"You...you would never hurt Rosie, would you?" I probably sound like an idiot for asking that, but I just need to be sure.

"Mr. Butts I would never hurt a baby. I love kids. I like people. And the only reason I would ever hurt someone is if they piss me off or hurt someone I love. I have a feeling a little girl could never do any of those things. So stop worrying and go home...spend every moment with that little girl that you can get in."

I felt bad for Mot then. He must miss Alyssa so much. I have to talk to Gaines about this whole dimension thing. Mot needs to be with his daughter again.

"Thanks for understanding..." I whispered.

"No problem. Now get out of my house, Dia and I got private things to discuss."

I smiled and began to back a way from the door, but something else was still plaguing my head. "Wait, one more question."

"What?" He asked obviously annoyed.

"Does Urulu sell baby stuff anywhere? Like diapers and food?"

"Urulu sells everything. Except toilet paper. Now get out."

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