Disclaimer: I do not own Ranger's Apprentice, nor the characters used in this story.

(A/N): A dear friend of mine may have gotten me into this really obscure pairing, so I hope you enjoy this four short stories for Jenny/Alyss -AKA, Jelyss.


She thought something was wrong with her, at first. Behind the closed doors, Alyss waited for her mentor's wedding to commence. She stood to Pauline's right, a small bouquet of flowers clutched in her hands. Although she was happy for Pauline and Halt, Alyss couldn't help but to feel . . . empty. She was expected to spend the day with Will, to be his dancing partner and have fun. But that wasn't what was wrong. She liked Will.

It was that the other young woman beside her would be spending the time with Gilan.

Alyss knew that she didn't have any feelings other than friendship for the taller Ranger, as she barely knew him. They were comfortable friends, having met through Will, but that was it. There was no romance between them.

So why did she feel jealous?

Looking down, Alyss studied her dress. A simple variation of the standard courier dress, while at the same time different than Pauline's. It was also a light blue, symbolizing the second color of the couriers. Jenny, however, wore a yellow rendition of the gown. The flowers they held were the color of the dresses to keep up the color theme.

Jenny hopped up and down, though her feet never left the ground. Her barely-held-back excitement colored her powdered cheeks red, while her sky blue eyes were bright, but focused on the door. She didn't notice Alyss' sad gaze.

"I just wanted to thank you girls again," Pauline murmured, staring at the door. They could hear whatever Arald was saying to the crowd through the door, and the three of them knew that the doors would open at a certain phrase. "It means so much to me that the two of you could be here with me."

On top of things as always, Alyss answered first: "Pauline, I wouldn't miss this for the world. You deserve all of this and more."

It was the young courier's turn not to notice Jenny's gaze.

Jenny nodded, a wide smile on her face as Pauline turned to look at both of them. A gentle smile creased Pauline's face, blond hair streaked with grey falling in her face. It had been put up in an elegant bun, but strands at the front were shorter than in the back. Alyss reached forward when Pauline looked back at her, and tucked a few of the strands behind her ear.

And then the doors opened.

Alyss pulled her arm away, and Pauline turned to face straight again, lifting her chin to look confident even if she didn't feel so inside as she stepped forward.

The two girls waited a second longer, before stepping out in unison. The first thing Alyss noticed was Will and Gilan standing at the head of the aisle with Halt. Will's eyes met her's, and Alyss couldn't help but to smile back at the joy in his expressive, dark eyes. But then her eyes flicked over to Gilan beside him, and she saw how he stared at Jenny beside her. A pain spiked her in her chest, but it was nothing strong enough to make her hesitate or even stumble. It just . . . hurt. Seeing him stare at Jenny like that.

She didn't register how close Will was standing to Gilan, nor how Gilan's right arm couldn't be seen—mainly because it was around Will's waist.

Taking a chance, and because, for once, Alyss needed some comfort, someone to lean on, she reached her hand out, offering it to Jenny.

At first the cook didn't notice it. But when she did, her smile returned, and she took it without hesitation.