A/N: I have to start this story. At least for now. And for now Father and Daughter has been discontinued.

Prologue

Jacqulin was fast asleep in her bed when a weight was added to the far side of her bed. She opened her eyes to find two brilliant blue eyes staring back at her. The six-year-old quickly turned over while muttering, "Amos, what are you doing?" She moaned as she tried to go back to sleep.

"I couldn't sleep." Amos replied. Jacqulin rolled her eyes before turning over to face her friend. His dark skin was illuminated in the moonlight pouring from her window. "Jacqulin, are we bestest friends?" Amos asked her.

"I think so. Let's pinky-promise to be sure. Bestest friends forever?" Jacqulin asked as she held her pinky out.

"Bestest friends forever." Amos agreed. They locked their fingers in a tight grip before letting go, sealing their promise. They then both turned away from the other on the bed and went to sleep.

That morning, Glinda came in to wake up Jacqulin to find an interesting sight. Over the course of the night, both children had flipped over and were holding the other close. They were both of course naively asleep. Glinda silently thanked Oz that Boq hadn't come to wake Jacqulin instead of herself. She could already see Boq's reaction. His face would turn red, one of the veins on his neck would pop out, the same one that popped out when they- Glinda shook herself to get that thought out of her head. Oz, she had a worse mind than Boq. Moving on. She commanded to herself. Glinda quickly went to go get a camera before taking a quick snapshot of the children. She began waving the picture to help it set.

She could see Jacqulin's face ten years from now now.

End Prologue.