I know. I know. I said Closure was supposed to be my third and final Young Justice fanfic. But this story idea popped into my head after I finished the last chapter. With luck, this will answer any questions that haven't been answered and bring in maybe a request or two I received. Anyway, I hope you like the story. As always; the characters and places in this fanfic aren't mine, they belong to DC Comics. Email any and all comments (even burns) to Silver_Wolf1_99

Now on with the (hopefully the last) story.

Morgana's Curse

By Silver Wolf1

Chapter One

Trouble in Paradise...

Gwendolyn sighed as she pulled up to her house. It had been a long day so far and there was still time left in the day for something to go wrong. She had just put the car in park when her cell went off. "Hello," she said answering her phone. "Gwendolyn, this is Zatara. Zatanna's father," she heard a male voice say. "We have a slight problem." "Define problem?" she asked turning her car off. "Our children got into a fight," he replied trying to stay calm. "Over?" she asked silently hoping it wasn't over what she thought it might be about.

"From what I can get out of my daughter, your son doesn't want to have children," he said. 'Crap. Crap. CRAP!' she thought closing her eyes, 'I hate it when I'm right.' "Bring Zatanna here in fifteen minutes," she said getting out of the car, "I'll try and get ahold of Lance to figure out what is going on." She hung up the phone as she heard her son say, "I take it that was Zee or her dad." "Her father," Gwendolyn said looking at her son, "What happened?" Howler leaned against her car and sighed before saying, "She asked if I wanted to start a family and I said not really. Before I could explain, she kicked me out and won't talk to me."

"Well, you have fifteen minutes to explain to me why you said that before they get here," she said walking to the trunk, "Now give me a hand with the groceries." He waited till she popped the trunk before saying, "Morgana's Curse." Gwendolyn looked at her son for a few seconds before quietly saying, "I forgot about that." "I haven't," he said as the bags in the trunk started to glow blue as they started to rise. "You need to tell her about that curse," she said as the groceries floated inside.

"I've been trying to call her sense this happened to explain," he said placing them on the kitchen table, "It rings twice, then I hear her yell screw you before the line goes dead." They started to put the items away as she asked, "Have you tried calling her father?" "She blocked my number on his phone," he replied before sitting down, "Mom. I don't know what to do. She's not letting me explain, and I don't want to lose her over this." "You won't," she said hearing a noise from another part of her house, "Stay here."

She walked into the living room and saw her daughter in-law and her father enter via the bookcase door. "Don't you dare say a word, Zatanna," she said walking over to the magician, "Because of your little outburst and not letting my son talk, he is scared he's going to lose you. Every time he has tried to call to explain, you've hung up and have made matters worse. Now I suggest you head to the kitchen and let him talk before I kick your head in." Zatanna could only stare at her mother in-law in silence. Apparently she stood there a few seconds to long for Gwendolyn pointed towards the hall and yelled, "NOW YOUNG LADY!"

"Yes ma'am," Zatanna said before quickly heading towards the kitchen. "Never thought I would see you lose you temper," Zatara said after a few moments. "You try to deal with a board of directors meeting and not lose your temper," she said looking at him.

Howler wiped the tears from his eyes as he heard someone enter the kitchen. "I got told to listen to your reason for saying what you did," he heard Zatanna say. He waited until she sat down before asking, "What do you know about Morgana's curse?" "The one she cast on the three that stopped her from summoning a demon?" she asked a little surprised. He nodded before saying, "That's the one. What do you know about it?" "Just that really, the full details of the curse have been lost to time," she answered, "But what does that have to deal with us starting a family?"

"Everything," he said trying to fight back tears, "The curse is a death sentence. It was cast upon the knight that refused to betray his king. Anyone in his bloodline will die one week after their first born child reaches the age of thirteen." "That is a death sentence," she said after a few seconds. "That's not the worst part," he said looking up at her; "Emma and I are the direct decedents of that knight." Her eyes widen as she brought her hand to her mouth. "It's not that I don't want to have kids with you, Zee," he said looking back at the table, "I don't want you to have to raise our child the way mom raised me."

"Why didn't you tell me this sooner?" she asked. "Because we never talked about starting a family before," he said with a shrug. The two were quiet for a few seconds before he softly asked, "Do you want a divorce?" "Ask that question again and I will slap you," she said suddenly. He looked up at her as she reached over and took she took his hand in hers. "Like I said, I love you too much to EVER let you go. You hear me?" she said as tears slowly slid down her face, "Not matter what, we will break that curse. Got it?"

"Got it," he said before kissing her hand. She smiled before getting up and walking over to him. "We good?" he asked as she sat in his lap. "We are and will be," she said before kissing him, "Want to head home?" "After you two see Emma," Gwendolyn said entering the room, "Considering she hasn't seen either of you sense your wedding." "We can go pick her up if you want," Zatanna said looking at her. Gwendolyn looked at her daughter in-law and smiled saying, "That's fine, because you two are staying for dinner. I'm cooking."