Thank you all for the lovely reviews! I'm happy to hear that you all liked Part One. Therefore I hope Part Two won't be such a disappointment. If so, I'm SO sorry I failed you!!

I'm also sorry that I didn't get it up sooner. My teachers already gave us homework for the first day which is so lame. Not to mention I really, REALLY have to switch out of two of my classes. Why? Easy. They take up your social life TOO. Which means if I stay, no more writing stories until vacation time. I am NOT doing that. I love fanfiction and writing my stories too much to give it up. That is why I'm going to demand I get out of those two classes. Making I'll take them next year, when I'm more organized and prepared for all that time consuming work. But for now, I want my social life.

I gave the disclaimer in Part One, so I'm not gonna bother with putting it in Part Two. Sorry.

Please, enjoy.


Sweet Nightmares

Part Two:

"Uncle Joey's here!" The six year old cried in joy, fully opening the door and dashing out towards her said uncle, screaming with pure delight and flinging her small arms around his slim waist. "Uncle Joey, Uncle Joey! You remembered it's my birthday!"

He smiled, nodding and handing her the gift he was holding. "Of course I remembered, Vicky. Your Uncle Joey wouldn't forget your birthday."

"You did last year."

Giving a nervous chuckle, he patted her on the back before telling her they should head in. After all, she did have other guests waiting. A shriek passed her rosy lips as she hugged the wrapped present and dashed into the house, him following behind.

"Oh Joey!" Serenity greeted happily, hurrying over to her older brother and hugging him. "I'm so happy you were able to make it!"

He held back the urge to track down Valon and kill him with his bare hands as he saw his little sister's stomach becoming round… and it wasn't because she was getting fat. Oh no, unfortunately it was far from it.

"Having another kid?"

She nodded, her smile glowing brightly as he noticed. "I'm hoping for another girl, but Val wants another boy."

"Ah yes," Joey almost forgotten about their eldest son: Sean.

He had brought his sister pain as she tried to deliver him. But it wasn't exactly his fault… he was the first one they were having. When Vicky was being born, Serenity hadn't screamed as much.


"I've gotta get in there! My sister is dying!"

Alister leaned back in his seat, closing his eyes as he responded calmly, "She's not dying, Wheeler, she's giving birth."

"CAN YOU HEAR HER SCREAMING! SHE'S DYING AND WE ALL KNOW IT!"

Instead of replying the redhead gave a light shake of his head, eyes still closed as he listened to the distant screams bounce off the walls and enter the waiting room. It was surprising how much screaming she was doing, but not unexpected. However he and Raphael both wondered if the doctors were giving her anything to help lessen the pain.

While Joey kept screaming at the top of his lungs as well, telling them that it was all Valon's fault for getting her 'infected'.

Again and again he would be informed that she wasn't 'infected' with anything and he knew it.

"HE'S KILLING HER BY GIVING HER SOME KILLING MACHINE VIRUS!"

"It's a baby, not a 'killing machine'." Alister remarked bitterly, nerves starting to go on end. It was tiresome hearing the young man yell repeatedly that his sister was dying by some 'thing'. Really, how annoying and… his fists clenched at the thought.

Raphael let out a sigh, standing from his seat and placing a hand on Joey's shoulder. "I'm sure she's fine. No one said childbearing would be painless."

"I'M GONNA KILL HIM FOR HURTING HER!"

The nurse seated behind the window stared at him in fright, her hand lingering under the desk almost as if…

Crap, Raphael thought as he realized she was about to call for security and all because Joey was losing his head. "You need to calm down, I'm sure it's nearly over. And Valon is in there with her, helping her through it."

In that moment the doors burst open and he thought it was the guards.

Until he saw it was only Yugi, Tea, Tristan, and Duke.

"Has she given birth yet? What does the baby look like? Is it a boy or a girl?" Tea panted out, looking from Joey, to Raphael, to Alister, and back again. "Well! Tell me! How's Serenity doing? Has she seen the baby first yet? When can we see it?"

Another scream echoed off the wall.

"… she's still…"

"Yep,"

"SHE'S DYING AND IT'S ALL HIS FAULT—!"

Joey was never able to finish as Tea punched him under the chin, a vein on her forehead popping out in pure annoyance and slight disappointment. Tristan and Duke quickly went to his side, helping him stand up before darting towards the closed doors and tried to see if they could see Serenity. They couldn't since she had been moved further into the back.

"Get a grip, Joey!"

He stayed silent, to everyone's relief.

"Oh, Serenity!" Tristan cried, pressing his nose against the small window of the doors. "Hang in there!"

"We're here for you, Serenity! You can do it!" Duke screamed next, pressing his face against the twin window on the other door.

"Even those two are giving her more support then you." She huffed before stomping over towards them, trying to peek in and see if she was able to see anything. Of course, she couldn't.

Hours later they were finally allowed into Serenity's room, 'Oh' and 'Aw'-ing at the little bundle of joy she held in her arms, her eyes showing how exhausted she was and Joey started to seek for a nurse only to have Serenity tell him that it was OK. Valon sat beside the bed, smiling down at the newborn's face and hand resting atop of the covers, resting on his wife's leg.

"If you're sure…"

"Aww, he's so adorable!" Tea clasped her hands, eyes shinning with pure delight as she stared down at their child. "… it… is a he, right?"

Valon nodded, eyes never leaving the child's face.

A squeal came from the brunette.

"He has his mother's looks." Duke and Tristan both commented at the same time and soon were at each other's throats for 'stealing' their kind comment. Tea sighed as she had to scold the two not to fight and if they really wanted, they could go outside and do it.

"Congratulations, you two." Yugi said as he smiled at them, glancing down at the baby as well.

Raphael nodded in agreement, smiling as he, too, stared down at the child.

Alister stood behind the Australian, trying to maintain impassive, but failing miserably and finally let a tiny smile of his own slip out onto his face. "Have you two decided on a name?"

"Yeah," Serenity nodded, "his name is Sean."

Everyone nodded lightly, counting out Joey.

The nurse came bustling in, face flushed and telling them only two at a time. And that it wasn't good to overwhelm the poor dear seeing as she went through all the hard work. One by one they exited the room, giving one more 'congrats' to the couple and leaving Joey standing there.

Serenity slowly pulled her gaze away from her son and to her brother's face.

He managed a smile and casted his eyes downward at the kid. "You did a good job making sure he came out looking like you sis."

Valon rolled his eyes too tired to scowl at him.


A pity, Joey thought as he turned his head to see the older boy leaning against the wall. He had his mother's hair, her eyes, her skin…

The down part was that he had his father's personality.

"Yo Wheeler," Sean greeted, making a mock salute towards his uncle and smirking.

"That's Uncle Joey to you!"

Sean shrugged; obviously growing tired of the whole 'Uncle Joey' thing and pushed away from the wall he was leaning against. It was sad that Valon had filled his head with lies about dear Uncle Joey. And that Serenity didn't even notice.

And when he did point it out she would shake her head at him and tell him he was imagining things.

"Got your father's attitude, alright…" He grumbled, staring at his nephew with a stare. He couldn't glare at him in case his sister walked in, but that didn't mean he would act like he absolutely adored the kid. He was too much like his father.

Yuck.

"Need some help, Uncle Al?"

Joey twitched as Sean asked Alister the question and knew he did it to spite him. To drive him mad with insanity at the action.

"Not really," the redhead said, as he walked into the room with the presents Serenity had asked him to fetch from the attic. "But you can help if you want."

Instantly the fourteen year old went over and took a few boxes from him, smirking at Joey as he walked past him and into the kitchen.

Rolling his eyes the blond followed behind the taller man, jaw dropping to the floor as he saw, at least, twenty… no… thirty presents on the table. Larger ones than smaller ones, shockingly and surprisingly.

"Serenity, tell me her friends sent some of these."

"Val said we should get her most of the things she wanted. You're only six once, he said."

"So if she asked for a pony, he'd get it for her?"

Serenity smiled and leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Sean already asked for a motorcycle for his sixteenth birthday."

"WHAT!"

His sister giggled in response.

"YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS!"

"Val's already saving money up for it. Don't tell Sean though."

"My gosh, you spoil your kids."

"They're not going to be around forever." She sighed as she leaned against the countertop, closing her chestnut eyes before reopening them and looking up at him. "Besides, I bet if you had kids you'd spoil them more than we do with ours."

"No I wouldn't."

"Yes you would."

"Would not."

"Would too."

"Not,"

"Too,"

"Not,"

"Not,"

"Too,"

"See, I told you Joey."

"That's not fair!" The blond protested, pointing an accusing finger at her and making her laugh crazily at him. "… OK, yeah, I probably would… but I wouldn't get them that even if they asked and begged for it."

That being the motorcycle.

He hated motorcycles after meeting his sister's husband, the father of her two kids and now the third coming on the way.

Vicky ran in, jumping up and down, while repeatedly asking if she was allowed to open her presents yet.

It shocked him when Vicky had taken more the appearance of her father, but had the personality of her mother. If only Sean had her personality as well… but he didn't. And that was a lose.

Hopefully the third child on the way would look and act like Serenity.

He smiled brightly at the thought.


"Oh, hi Wheeler."

"Sean, I told you to call me 'Uncle' or 'Uncle Joey'. Not 'Wheeler'."

"But it's your last name, right?"

"Well, yes."

"Then I don't see the problem."

Joey smacked his forehead, sighing. "But I'm your 'Uncle'; therefore you should call me 'Uncle'." Again he let out a sigh as he sunk further into his seat. The kid was only five; shouldn't five year olds know they called their uncle 'Uncle'? Hmm… maybe Sean had his father's stupidity…

"Hey Wheeler?"

He sighed for the third time.

"Why can't I stay with Uncle Raph and Uncle Alister?"

Whoa, whoa, WHOA.

Back up a second. UNCLE Raph and UNCLE Alister…?

Those two weren't Valon's brothers, they were his friends! His pals! They weren't related to him, or his father. No, they were just good, scratch that, excellent friends with his father. But that was it!

And he was calling Uncle Joey Wheeler, whom was related to his mother, 'Wheeler'?

Something didn't add up!

"Sean, they aren't your uncles. I'm your ONLY Uncle."

The kid simply stared at him.

"Raphael and Alister are Au—Valon's friends. They aren't your father's brothers, your father doesn't have any siblings and therefore you don't have an aunt or an uncle on his side. But your mother as a brother! And her brother is me," he pointed at himself and smiling, "so you call me Uncle Joey! OK?"

No response for a few minutes…

"Can I stay with Uncle Raph and Uncle Alister?"

UGH!

Joey felts as if he could rip his hair out at any moment. He just knew it. He absolutely, positively knew it and that was that. The kid couldn't be reasoned with! Joey nodded, knowing he had to tell Serenity that Valon was corrupting the poor boy's mind, that he was turning him against his own Uncle! What had he done? Eh?

Nothing.

He helped save the world! From a madman! Well, from a lot of madmen, to be the case. But his father had worked for one of those madmen! And he helped stop him and his companions and his boss from doing so!

What was the deal!?

"Why do you hate me so much, huh?"

Sean stayed silent for a few minutes before finally answering.

"I don't like people who disrespect my dad."

The man blinked in mild confusion and surprise, not expecting that answer from the kid.

"How—?"

Crap, wrong move. That was a dead give away and Joey mentally kicked himself for letting that slip up happen. How could he be so dense at times like these?

"Can I stay with Uncle Raph and Uncle Alister?"

"Look, Sean, I don't disrespect your dad."

A shake of the head came from the boy, eyes narrowing into slits. "Yeah you do." He turned and headed down the hall to the room he was sleeping in. The room where his sister once had before she gotten married to Valon…

Before he went to lock himself in, he paused in the doorway, not looking back at his blood related uncle.

"Hasn't anyone told you lying is bad?"

The door shut with a soft 'click'.


"Sean, can't you at least try to call Wheeler," a pause came from Valon and Joey blinked, hand paused in the air a few inches from the wooden door. "'Uncle Joey'? He is your uncle and you should call him that."

"No,"

"Sean, please. Your mom is starting to notice."

"I don't care."

"Why not?"

Silence hung in the air like a thick fog.

"Sean Andrew—"

"I hate him."

Valon gave a sigh and Joey was sure he was running a hand through his hair. "Why do you hate him?"

"He doesn't respect you."

"How so?"

"Haven't you seen the glares he gives you during Thanksgiving dinner, Christmas dinner, oh heck! He glares at you every time you two see each other and stand in a room!"

"Sean, I sometimes glare at him too." Valon laughed at this.

His son stayed quiet, thinking everything over. "… I read his diary."

Joey blinked. Diary…? What! He didn't have a diary! Diaries were for girls! What was he talking about?! The blond gritted his teeth, getting ready to break down the door.

"Sean, don't lie."

"…"

Oh. So Valon could tell he was fibbing? Well good! Joey felt his blood pressure calm a few degrees and tried to restrain himself and instead wondered what Valon would say now.

"I won't lie, Sean, but your uncle—"

"I refuse for him to be my uncle."

"—and I didn't get along well in our younger days. You see… I think it's time I told you why we, still, don't get along very much. But know this; the main reason why he can't stand me is because I married your mother."

"Eww."

"Not like that son! He loves her like his sister, not… ugh,"

Joey felt himself turning green. Oh gosh, he was going to lose the birthday cake he ate a few minutes ago. Why did he have to have fourths!?

"Look, this is going to be a very long tale. Think you can handle it, son?"

"Of course I can handle it, dad. I am your kid."

Valon laughed again at this, before beginning the tale of his days in Doom and also telling him of how he and Joey Wheeler had become enemies.


"Say 'thank you' for the present, dear."

"Thank you Uncle Joey for the gift!" Vicky said, hugging him tightly before yawning and her arms going slack. "I really, really love it."

He kissed the top of her head before giving it a loving pat. "Good to hear."

Serenity hugged him as well, before picking her daughter up and telling him she would be back – that she had to put the little one to bed before she tumbled over and started to snore gently on the carpet.

He nodded and was surprised to see Sean standing a few feet away when his mother disappeared.

"So,"

"So…"

"Dad told me about the whole Doom group and to destroy the world thing…"

"Ah,"

Awkward, completely and utterly awkward – not a good thing.

"I guess I can see why you don't respect dad all that much."

Joey rubbed the back of his neck, knowing he had to be a bit truthful as well. "Yeah, well… that's all in the past. I guess I really should have let it go for good."

"Well… I'm sorry for how I've treated you… Uncle." Sean seemed uncomfortable, but Joey was just glad, secretly of course, that he was making an effort into fixing things and he knew he had to do a bit of fixing himself.

"That's OK."

Sean nodded, before heading upstairs to his room, probably content with the exchange between them. And that was good enough for Joey too.

Joey headed back into the kitchen, watching as Valon put leftovers away and placing them in the fridge.

"You really didn't have to do that, ya know."

Valon raised his head to look at the blond, his spiky hair shifting a bit before finally settling in their place. He gave a shrug. "Yeah, well… it was time he knew the truth anyway."

"Heh and I thought you told him lies about me."

"I'm not 'at immature still."

"But you admit you WERE immature."

"At least I was. You haven't seemed to develop into maturity yet." Valon smirked, watching Joey turn red in the face as his blood rushed through his veins, boiling and boiling until steam came out of his ears.

"Har-har, you're hilarious." Sarcasm.

"Unlike you."

The blond merely shook his head and rolled his eyes.

"So Wheeler,"

"What?"

"When do you plan on waking up?"

Huh? What did he mean, plan on waking up? Confusion rose in his chest as he tried to get the meaning behind his words. That didn't compute. It didn't make an ounce of sense.

"Earth ta Wheeler."

"Joey," Serenity's voice called and he turned his head. "Come on, wake up!"

What? He tried to call, but found that his throat had tightened and his voice box was cut off, unable to make a sound. He glanced around wildly and tried to scream at Valon, who simply stood there with a bemused expression. His whole body felt weighed down and yet at the same time so… weightless. How could that be…?

"OI, WHEELER!"

"JOEY!"

Everything went white.


Groggily, Joey opened his eyes slowly and blinked, wondering what had happened. He was in his apartment, that much he was sure. And standing over him was…

"Sis, I thought you were putting Vicky to bed."

Serenity blinked and tilted her head to the side; her hair falling over her should in the process. "Um… who?"

Now it was his turn to blink.

"What do you mean, 'who'!"

"Calm down, Wheeler." Valon spoke up, staring at him with a frown.

"Vicky! That's who! You're daughter!"

"… my what?"

"Are you on crack, Wheeler?"

Joey couldn't believe it.

"You went to put Vicky to bed!"

"Joey—"

"Maybe you're right, Serenity, maybe he did hit his head too hard."

"What are you talking about, Valon?"

"Joey, we should take you to the hospital, you probably broke something."

He groaned. "Lemme guess, Sean doesn't like me so he hit me with something? That no good—!"

"Sean?"

"Wheeler, you've got nutty."

Serenity lightly smacked Valon on the arm, giving him a look. "Don't worry, Joey, I'm sure you're OK. Here, we'll help you to the car."

"Don't you remember anythin' Wheeler?"

"Yeah! I do! I remember all the way from when you two sadly met, to when you asked my permission—!"

"Permission…? Permission ta what? Take your sister out on a date?" Valon snickered.

"—to your two's wedding—!"

"Wait, Joey—"

"He really 'as gone loony."

"Val!"

"—to when you first told me you were pregnant—"

"Joey, Val and I aren't—"

"—to when Sean hated me cuz I didn't respect Valon, to where you had Vicky, to her birthday parties and Sean's birthdays, to finding out you were again pregnant—"

Valon punched him straight in the jaw as Serenity screamed, shaking him by the front of his shirt and demanding to know why he decided to do that when he might already have brain damage.

"Wheeler, Serenity and I aren't married. Yet," he added under his breath and Serenity blushed, stopping her shaking and smiling up at the Australian. "We don't 'ave any kids. Yet," he again added.

"Huh?"

"Don't you remember? You tripped and hit your head on the coffee table." Valon stared down at him with that look.

Joey had no memory what-so-ever of that. "But… you two… huh?"

Valon smirked and pulled Serenity a few feet away from the baffled blond, before getting down on one knee. "Serenity Wheeler, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

That made him snap.

"EXCUSE ME! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO ASK FOR MY CONSENT ABOUT IT FIRST! I FORBID YOU TWO FROM MARRYING UNTIL HE HAS MY APPROVAL!"

"You already gave me your approval, Wheeler."

"NO I HAVEN'T!"

"Wheeler, that bump on your head must've made you for—"

"NICE TRY, VALON! AND DIDN'T I SAY NOT TO GIVE MY LITTLE SISTER HICKEYS? WELL! DIDN'T I?"

Serenity blush deepened and she absent mindedly placed her hand over the spot on her neck that Valon had given to her minutes before. Turning to her eyes to her boyfriend she waited to see what his response would be to this.

A smirk was plastered on his face.

"Raph was right; I will be the death of you Wheeler."

Joey growled, knowing that was probably the truth.


End of Part Two.

No more parts to Sweet Nightmare!

But there will be more Gentleshipping oneshots! And multi-chapters, I assure you. (I hope, at least) Along with more fanfics from me.

I'm also thinking of changing my penname, but I'm not sure what I should change it to. I might have a poll about that when I can think of a few that I like, but it won't be up for awhile. Hmm... not sure yet.

Thanks for reading!

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