This makes no fucking sense. I know. I do not promise to ever touch this again. I won't say I will, I won't say I won't. However, I am falling behind and I'm done with my bullshit. Carly is meant solely to be an annoying character that you can laugh at. Her hair color has nothing to do with her personality. I shouldn't have to say that, but in this world I must. These are pathetic princess jokes, not blond jokes.

Also, this story takes place in 2018, a few months after the Missing Piece storyline (before the actual story, if this makes any freaking sense) would have started. Like, September ish. Just to clear it up.

Disclaimer: This story is packed with cussing. Emma got pissed off, quite reasonably. Also, this is strictly a fun hobby. Every Witch Way belongs to Nickelodeon, rather than me. I own LITERALLY nothing.

Now, for the part you actually give a shit about.


"So, she's leaving?"

"If I can't figure out how to fix this, yeah." Jax groaned, leaning over the kitchen counter. "This is one big mess, Phillip. I never should've done as my father said. This all started with that."

"Um, correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm not. Isn't Emma the one that used magic to make you go through with the wedding? I somehow don't see how that makes it your fault." Phillip stared at him from the couch, snacking on chips once again. He never put food down, ever.

"Yes, she did. But I'm the one that chose to put myself in the position in the first place. If I had stood my ground and refused, she wouldn't be threatening to leave Miami because she won't drag a kid into this mess." Jax turned around, sitting on a stool. "For the last three years, ever since I got with Emma, all I've wanted was to someday be a better father than mine was. Now I've been given that chance, and may have already screwed it up and driven them away."

"Jax, it's not your fault. Marrying Carly, or should I say hell's child and be more accurate," Jax chuckled at this. "Wasn't your decision. Emma wants this baby to grow up with you. You aren't the reason she's leaving, your family is."

"Thanks, Phil. I know. I just, wish I had more than ten days to figure this the fuck out. How do I stop my family from scaring Em into thinking they're going to take the baby from her?" He stood up, and continued to pace across his kitchen.

"Maybe start with reigning in that she-devil wife of yours? I mean, she flat out called herself a mother and said the baby would be living with you guys in front of Emma. Carly had Emma pissed off with that one."

Jax groaned, remembering when that happened, two days ago. He was having coffee with Emma, (decaf for her, of course) and Carly came home, yammering about a baby shower and basically acting like she was the pregnant one. Jax honestly was surprised Emma didn't kick her ass.

"Ohhh, bayybbee! I'm home!" The high pitched voice of the blond rang through the house, Phillip cringing at the noise. How the hell did Jax deal with that on the daily?

"Oh, no." Jax muttered.

When he turned to the front door, sure enough Carly was in the doorway. However, the person she was dragging into the house surprised Jax.

Why was Carly dragging Emma inside? She was conscious, which was a relief, but clearly did not want to be walking inside with her.

"Carly, you're home early. And you brought Em... ma here " Jax observed, having to force himself to use Emma's full name so he wouldn't piss his wife (holy shit her hated calling her that) off. She smiled fakely, a signal that she clearly caught the reflex. However, she just kept walking, and set her armful of groceries on the counter. Emma sat on a stool, mouthing 'help me' at her brother and Jax.

"Yes! I found her on her walk, and brought her in for some tea. She looked tired." Carly smirked, rummaging through the cabinets. After a few seconds she whimpered.

"Babe? Where's the Celestial?" She let out another high pitched screech. Once again, everyone but Jax cringed.

"I don't know. I don't use that stuff!" He walked into the kitchen to supervise. He didn't trust Carly as far as he could see her, especially when it came to Emma and their baby.

That thought still made him want to grin from ear to ear. He was going to be a father.

"Ugh! It's on the top shelf." She whined, starting to jump. Phillip rolled his eyes from his spot next to Emma, seeing as he was far less polite than Emma and done with Carly's bullshit. There was a stool two feet away.

Jax sighed, and grabbed the red and yellow box from its place, handing it to her. "Better?"

"Thank you, Jaxy." She grinned, and pecked him on the lips. Emma pursed her lips, and Jax cringed slightly. He hated it when she touched him. Exactly why he always messed with her memory to make her think they slept together when they didn't, if the situation was unavoidable. There was no way that was happening.

"So, Emma. How's the baby been?" Carly put the tea pot on the stove. Emma looked at Jax warily, not sure what to answer.

"Um... They're good. I have an ultrasound tomorrow. To check that everything is okay." She faked a smile, not wanting to have shared that. Or anything about the baby, really.

"Great! I'm so excited to meet the little bundle."

"You'll never lay eyes on 'em, period." Emma muttered, so only Phillip and Jax, who was leaning on the other end of the counter, still facing Carly, heard. He winced, knowing what she meant. Part of the problem with his family also included Carly. Either she went or Emma did.

He'd trade hell's child for his own in a heart beat. Sadly, it wasn't that easy. If it were, he wouldn't be married to her, period.

"There we go!" Carly poured a cup of tea, and reached into the cabinets for something. Jax swore he heard the alarm bells go off.

"Woah, woah woah woah woah! What are you putting in the tea?" Jax raced over, giving Carly a look. She rolled her eyes.

"Oh, stop being such a helicopter dad! It's just lemon powder. I'm not going to poison her." Carly giggled. Jax relaxed slightly, and kept a close eye on her as she sprinkled it in, and stirred, before handing it to Emma. And, to nobody's surprised, she continued playing nice and thanked her.

"I'm really excited to know if it's a boy or a girl!" She squealed, sitting on the stool that was on her end of the counter. Emma nodded, covering her disgust with a swig of tea.

"Yeah. Me too..."

"Hopefully it'll be a girl! I mean, as long as it's healthy of course, but-" Phillip took note of how hard Emma was clutching her cup, and the fact that Jax clearly didn't want to speak up, and decided enough was enough.

"I don't think you need to say all this, Carly. I mean, you aren't the pregnant one." It was pretty passive, but Emma and Jax both knew she was pissing Phillip off as well. She wasn't even related to the kid.

"Well, no. But if the baby's going to be growing up with me and Jax, I might as well make my presence known!"

Emma nearly did a spit take, choking on her tea. She set the cup down, looking at Carly as of she were a ghost.

"What did you just say?" It sounded like she was surprised, and not angry. It sounded like she was fine. However, Jax and Phillip knew Carly just signed the papers to get her ass kicked.

"Well, you heard me honey."

Emma shot out of her chair, slamming down the cup, as she raced for her bag. Carly looked shocked, and Jax was terrified. He knew that one, Emma would probably burn something or whatever happens when you piss a pregnant woman off, and two: Josh loved her to death. She could leave sooner than ten days from now if she wanted to.

"What the hell are you doing?" Carly asked. Emma turned around.

"The hell's it look like I'm doing? I'm getting myself and my baby the fuck away from you!" She shouted. Phillip and Jax exchanged a look. Carly was less mature than a six year old. She'd tell Jake about this in a heartbeat.

"Em. Emma, calm down! You aren't in control of your magic right now." Phillip calmly reminded, trying to shut this thing down. She just scoffed.

"Calm down? Phillip, no. I don't have to calm down. Because this bitch just walks into the picture and fucks everyone's lives up! You lost that opportunity in Silicon Valley, Jessie got her only support systems taken from her! She rarely ever even gets to see Jax anymore! And as for my life, and his. Just look! Open your goddamn eyes and look!"

"Em, I understand that. But-" Phillip stood.

"No buts!" At this point Jax genuinely believed China heard all this. He couldn't talk. There was nothing to say.

"She acts like I'm not even fucking there when she talks about this child! This child that isn't even related to her!" She paused to turn to Carly and shake her head. "This child that you are never so much as going to lay eyes on."

Jax swallowed hard. "Emma, please. Just take a deep breath and stop shouting."

"Fine." She lowered her voice, and the boys went from scared to outright terrified. She never listened that fast, let alone when she was angry.. "Because I'm not going to do this."

She looked at Jax, then the clock and back, and bit her lip. "238 hours and counting. Clock's ticking, Jax."

And with that, she stormed out.


That's all folks! If you enjoyed, or even if you didn't, I'd love to see some feedback! All of which (excluding that of the douchebag or three letters that I won't name variety) is greatly appreciated.

Ps. I love you guys! Thank you all for the sweet things you said when I left that note about the flamers in my story, You Mean Everything To Me. (Shameless promotion, I'm sorry) We beat them! I think we are approximately two weeks clean! I want to celebrate! Lol, but I won't. She's probably still here, waiting to shit all up in an unexpecting writer's day. Gross,I know...