I don't own Golden Sun. I don't own Isaac. I don't own Felix. I don't own Mia. I don't own anyone!

Wait. I own you points and laughs maniacally

HE MADE ME DO IT! points at evil person in mirror

Oh yeah, this is supposed to be a story isn't it? R&R please

Chapter 1

"Isaac! Come on you bum! You've been sleeping all day!"

I awoke to see Jenna standing over me: that look in her eye that told me plain as day I was in trouble unless she got what she wanted, whatever that might be. It had been 4 years since the golden sun rose over the peak of Mt. Aleph, and Jenna and I had been married for two whole years now, but she still complained I didn't spend enough time with her. It was probably true, since both Felix and I devoted most of our time to mastering our weapons and our psynergy since our journey that now seemed so long ago; still I felt there was a need to keep our skills at their maximum potential, especially knowing that Alex was probably still around somewhere and far more powerful than anyone or anything we had encountered on our travels.

"I said get up" her voice cut through my thoughts like a knife, snapping me back to reality. I got up and dressed quickly, then made my way downstairs where breakfast was prepared, though it was already past noon.

"Looks good." We both went to the table to sit down, taking each others' hands and remaining silent for a moment before beginning to eat. "So how is the baby?" I glanced fondly at the bulge in her stomach.

She smiled. Apparently she was in a good mood today, so maybe I wouldn't be in as much trouble as I thought. "The baby is fine. I haven't had any stomach pain for a while."

I smiled also, finishing my meal quickly as usual and getting up to go up the mountain to train with Felix and Garet.

"No you don't!" She was on her feet in an instant. "You need to do some things around here before you go to work on your psynergy again."

I turned with a slightly amused smile. This was certainly the Jenna I'd grown up with. Our relationship hadn't really changed much after we were married. Well, maybe fore a while. That first four to five months were always the best for that, but since then it was just like before the journey. "What do you have for me today?"

"You need to fix the window first, you promised to do that a long time ago. Oh, and before I forget, the guest room is NOT your personal clutter area! It needs to be cleaned up. We're expecting Ivan to visit tonight you know."

"Yes mother." I started to go for the window first, slapping her butt playfully as I walked by. She responded by jumping on my back with her arms around my neck in a strangle hold.

"I may be five months pregnant but I can still lick you any day!"

"Five months pregnant and five pounds heavier!" I ducked my head at the inevitable noogie that followed, both of us laughing by now. After a few minutes I managed to get her off my back and soon it was a tickling match, which I won easily since she was far more ticklish.

"No fair!" she complained as she finally gave up, lying on the floor helpless with laughter. We lay there for a few more minutes before she prodded my side "you still have work to do."

I laughed and got up, helping her up before going about my work. It was slow and boring, to be sure, but I didn't mind doing it really. At least I had something to look forward to when I was finished.