Chapter 10: Missing Things

It's cold. That's the first thing I notice. Next thing I notice is that I can't move my arms. I open my eyes and take in my surroundings. I'm in prison. That's a first for me. I was pinned like they had Aladdin in Aladdin, hands in shackles above my head. The cell was a dark gray color with barely any light besides a torch outside the cell. There was a person in the cell across from me, shivering in the back corner, inching farther away. probably because of the person hiding their face in the darkness. They sit on a box staring at a letter. I'm guessing that it's a girl because she looks like Robin. So, I can assume it's Grima.

I shuffle and wince. I look down at my stomach and notice that I am shirtless with a wrap around my stomach. No wonder it's cold. I am still hurting, and it sucks ass. Straight up. I try to move my arms, but they can't move at all. I don't have a monkey sidekick to get me out.

"Ahh, you're awake. Good." The voice said. It is Grima, I'm sure of it. I narrow my eyes.

"Where am I?" I ask. She gives a low chuckle.

"You're my guest. Comfortable?" She asked me. I shuffle to try and get comfortable but couldn't.

"Not really." I say feeling like this conversation is familiar.

"Ahh, my apologize but I can't fix that. While you are my guest, you are also a prisoner of Plegia." She sighed and stood up. Face still hidden by shadow. "I'm sorry."

"I can't take an apology from someone without a face." I say feeling braver than I should be. She stood there for a second before lighting up one of her hands with purple fire. Her whole body was illuminated, and I saw Robin but evil. Her hair turned jet-black and her eyes were red. She had on an updated version of her tactician gear so must be the grandmaster. She had her hair down. Her sneer showed a couple sharp canine teeth. She had two eye markings under each eye connected by a line and blood red, making it look like the mark of Grima. Her mark of Grima was a bright red.

"How about now little brother." She sneered. I jolt in my chains. Robin was back in Ylisse and hopefully safe.

"I am Robin's brother, not yours." I spit at her. She smiles and sets the fire on the wall. She walks towards me and sits down at my feet.

"I don't think you and her aren't on good terms right now." She taps her finger to her mouth like Robin does. "So, I guess you are no one's brother than." She smirks and lets out a cruel chuckle. I sigh and lower my head.

"I guess not." I say. I think back over the last moments I had with her. We yelled at each other because I screwed up. I feel a pat on my shoulder and look up. Grima pulls back her hand and puts in in her lap.

"Shame, I remember you as a good brother. But alas, I am not your sister by blood. Only by adoption." She then looked away like she was thinking. "There is a place where you are someone's brother by blood. I heard it was called Earth." She looked back at me with a devious smile. "You want to go back there?"

'Can she really? …No, she couldn't? Could she?' I stare at her and her smile. If she could send me back what would that entail here. I know this isn't my home at all but I can't help but care for the people here. Even though it has been a fortnight? "How long was I out for?" I ask trying to get my math right.

"Two days." She answers. "We had the best healers in Plegia fix you and that gaping hole in your stomach. If you could see your hand, you would see a nifty scar." I try to look at it but she chained my hands well.

So around three weeks then. I suck at math apparently. I look at her once more. She was offering me a chance to go home, a chance to get back to the real world. But can she do it, that's the question. "Can you actually send me back?" I ask her. She snorted.

"Easy. You came here through a rift, like myself, and all I have to do is send you back through said rift and bam-" She claps her hands together. "Back to earth." So, she could. Why was she offering me this? That's the second question. She must have something to gain from this.

"What do you have to gain?" I ask. She leans back amused.

"You think I have something to gain?" She asked. I give her a dead-pan look. "You got me." She says and throws her hands up. "I have one of my main enemies gone for starters. The Shepherds would lose one of its best soldiers. Your wife and kids would be devastated. And best of all…" She hopped a little very giddily. "The only way I let you go is if you tell me where my son is. I know he is here according to this." She waves the letter in her hand. "You were not very smart by sending yourself a letter. Obviously, you couldn't have known you would have been kidnapped but hey…" She shrugged. "You're still stupid."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence." I mutter. "Why do you want Morgan? Why not both of your kids?" Her brow furrowed in anger and her eyes turned harsh, well harsher than before.

"When you told them. Lucina came after me for killing her father, her favorite parent." She sneered the last part. "She was thirteen. That was four years ago. I didn't see Morgan until the night I went back. Same night that the children went back. He was the same age as Lucina when she found out." She closed her eyes in remembrance. "He asked me if it was the truth. I told him what happened. How I was controlled by father…" She spat out that word with venom that could kill men. "… and how I was forced to kill Chrom. He stood there silently until Lucina came and swung her sword at me. Followed by your two brats." I got mad at Grima calling my kids brats. I wanted to speak up but chose to keep quiet in order to get the full story. "I then saw him again thrown through the portal by you. I saw him reach out to me like he wanted to be with me and you…" Her eyes opened with a red and purple fire. "…took that chance away and know I have to search for him unless you know where he is. Which is now my proposition to you." She stood up and unlocked my right chain. I twisted my wrist, getting the feeling back into it. She was right, I had a nifty scar across the palm of my hand. She shot out her hand. "Find me my son and I'll send you back to earth. I'll send you home."

I stared at the outstretched hand. Just for one person I could go back. Granted it was my nephew but was he really my nephew. This was a game. Not a real place. The experiences were real sure. I killed and kissed someone. I killed zombies and met a royal figure. I joined the militia and fought in an arena filled with tens of thousands. Those are things I can only dream of doing back on earth. I am technically doing this in a dream. One weird dream. I sigh and slightly move my hand closer to hers. This was not real and never will be. Wait…

Her hand lit up in purple fire. That made me rethink my choice. Grima was the devil and a video game villain. Did she really have the power to send me back? Sure, in this world she could manipulate the game. The more I think about it the more improbable it becomes. The more impossible it becomes. She is the devil of this world, not the devil of my world. Also, people never like the end game when they make deals with the devil just saying. In every movie or TV show I have watched, there is nothing good coming from making deals with the devil. Why on earth did I think she could do this? Because I'm desperate. Why am I desperate?

I look into her eyes and shake my head. "You couldn't do it." I say. Why didn't I say no? Her hand losses its purple flames and she scratches her head.

"Do you really doubt I can do it?" She asks genuinely surprised.

"You aren't a deity of my world, you are a game character. You can only do what you are given by the game." I say. She stares at me then throws her head back laughing.

"Hahahaha. Oh, that shit is funny." She wipes a fake tear of her cheek. She kneels and puts a hand on my cheek. She pulls her hand back and slaps me. I wince and hold my cheek with my right hand. "Did you feel that? Can a video game character do that to you, a living, breathing person?" She asked. "I am a god in this world so while you're here I can do whatever the hell I want." She slaps my hand away and grabs my face and her nails stab into my cheeks causing them to bleed. "But welcome to my world now. You have two weeks days to tell me where Morgan is, or I will make sure you never get home." She let go of my face and wiped her nails on my bandages. She stood up and walked over to the purple fire on the wall. She waved her hand over it and put it out, leaving me in darkness. "Dinner will be in an hour for you. Make yourself comfortable, and welcome to hell or Plegia…" She opened the gate and walked out. "Same thing for you really. Oh, and by the way…" She closed the gate and my second shackle fell off. I twisted my wrist and stood up. "You will be executed in fourteen days with or without Emmeryn. Gangrel thinks you were a Plegian assassin who defected and wants to make a statement. You can thank Aversa for that. You have fourteen days to tell me where my son is, or you die. If you need me just call for me and I'll be there, like a good sister should be. Ta ta little brother."

With that she disappeared, and I was left in my thoughts. I stand in silence running through what she said. 'Prisoner of Plegia…no one's brother… go back… where my son is… for killing… I told him… I am a god… executed in fourteen… tell me where my son is, or you die… back to earth… welcome to my world now… back to earth… welcome to my world now… back to earth… welcome to my world now… Earth… My World… Earth… My World. I… earth is my world. Then why do I feel the need to stay? Why do I feel so conflicted? Why, why, why!' I grit my teeth and kick the box that Grima was sitting on. I put a hole in it and get my foot stuck, making me more frustrated.

"Damnit, damnit, damnit, shit, damnit, finally." I pull my foot out and kick the corner of the box collapsing it in on itself. Unleashing my frustrations, I stomp on the boards over and over. "Damn it! Damn you! Damn life! Damn Ylisse! Damn Plegia! Damn everything! Damn it all! Why did this happen!? Why couldn't I have done something about this?!" I slow down on my stomping. "Why did I do this to myself? Why?" I look at the boards with blurry vision. I feel the tears start to fall as I fall to my hands and knees and start to bawl.

"I lied and I'm sorry." I start getting choked up. "I lied, and I shouldn't have. I wish I didn't. I wish I told them the truth. But why didn't I? Why was it that I have these two backstories? one of them is fucking useless. I just… I was scared of not being accepted again. Like with Arron? Was that why?" I fall back on my legs and stare at the pile of dust and boards. "Arron was an asshole anyway, I wish I saw that sooner. I shouldn't have worried. The Shepherds are all better people than him." I pause and mull things over. Whipping my nose, I stood up and found out that my cell had a stone bed with a shitty pillow and a shitty blanket. I walk over and lay down on top of the blanket facing the wall.

'According to Grima dinner is in an hour and my execution is in a fortnight so I have two was to track time.' I remain thoughtless for a while, focusing on the cracks in the wall. "She can't send me back." I mutter. "She didn't even confirm it when I questioned it." Wincing, I roll over and stare at the other wall. 'Even if I could, why do I feel conflicted about leaving? I should be ecstatic about being able to see Kelly and Grace again. Dad and mom too. But why can't I say yes and just fucking leave, get back to my life. My life of classes, working, studying, repeat. I'm studying what I want to do! I love writing, and everything that comes with it. But this, this world, this life, this is storybook. This is an adventure, something people only go on in movies and books. This is different than the mundane life I had before, better even, this is what people only dream of doing. And while I technically am dreaming I feel pain and emotion here, so it has to be real on some extent, right.' I pause and turn so I face the ceiling. "What the hell am I thinking? This isn't real." Now only if my mind could believe that.

Robin pounded her head on the desk of her room. These last three days have been the worst of her life. "That I remember." She muttered in Jordan's place. She crossed her arms and lied her head on her arms to rest her hurting forehead. She missed his snarkiness and his smile, but she couldn't escape the fact that he held so much secret and lied about so much. Lucina had told them everything and why he knew everything. She tried to wrap her mind around him being from another world. She sighed again. "If only he didn't run away." Lucina believed he didn't but didn't have a reason for what else it could have been. Stahl and Donnel also believed that he didn't run but their opinion wavered after he didn't come back today. She wanted to believe to but had to look at the evidence. Conclusion: he felt guilty and fled before facing the punishment.

Her door opened and shut. She didn't even bother looking up. There were one of three options on who it could be, and one wasn't allowed in her room. Quiet steps made their way over to her and stopped right beside her. A hand was now softly rubbing her back and she looked up. Chrom had a worried smile on his face. She sighed and placed her head on her arms again.

"You're the last person I want to see right now." She said quietly. She still couldn't wrap her head around the fact that she and Chrom will get married and have two kids. She wished it wasn't set in stone like this. She would be lying if she said that she didn't like the idea. She loved it actually. She loved him. she doesn't like the fact that her fate was set for her. She likes to believe that she had a choice.

"That's not very nice." He chuckles and grabs a chair from the other side of the room and sits down next to her. He began to rub her back again. "How are you doing?"

"Dandy. Just dandy." She muttered sarcastically. She was doing as well as Lon'qu being forced to hold a women's hand.

"You're using sarcasm so you're not doing too well." She turned her head, so she was looking at him.

"Yea, no shit."

"And you're swearing." She sighed and sat up. She started undoing her hair in the back. "What's got you the most worried?" He asked softly. She let her hair down and fluffed it out before laying her hands in her lap.

"That's like picking between Sully's cooking and cleaning up after your training sessions. So many broken dummies" She said with a smirk. He blushed and scratched at his brand.

"I'm not that bad." He muttered like a kick which got her to giggle. His blush died down as she did that. He was staring at her with a dreamy smile. She got confused.

"Why are you staring at me?" She asked. He shook his head and reached into his pocket.

"I've been doing a lot of thinking lately, about Jordan, Lucina, Emmeryn, but most importantly… you…" She started blushing when he said that. "And what our future is. I wish we found out what will happen our own way, but I don't think I will be upset with the results as long as I'm with you. This might seem as the effect of the last three days, but I want you to know that this isn't spur of the moment. This is real. I know that because we last." He kneeled down and pulled out the ring he had in his pocket. She covered her mouth and gasped. "Robin, will YOU, not the future decided you but you right now, marry me?" It was quiet for what seemed like forever for Chrom but was only around 30 seconds.

"Even though I'm Grima's avatar. Even though I'm Plegian. Even though I am your tactician and you are the captain. Even though I- She started before he cut her off.

"Even though all of those things, I still love you." He said. She stared at the ring. It looked old and plain, but she guessed it had a lot of memories attached to it. It had one diamond medium sized in the middle with Ylissian designs carved along the sides. She looked at it then at him. His hoping eyes held no lies. Even though she was sure of her future, that wasn't always a bad thing. Hell, things could change, Jordan and Lucina have already.

She picked the ring out of Chrom's hand and slowly slipped in on her right ring finger. Chrom was ecstatic but then confused. "Uhh…" She giggled.

"Once this war is over, I will put this on the other hand. But for now, we must act like Commander and Tactician." Seeing as he was still confused she stood up, pulling him up as well. "My answer is yes, but we need to wait until after the war to make it official." He almost jumped in excitement. He pulled her in close and twirled her around as Robin's laugh filled the room. He placed her down and they embraced in each other with a passionate first kiss. He was on cloud nine, as was she. After the kiss they heard two soft voices sigh in content. Robin immediately threw the door open.

Olivia squeaked and hid behind Lucina who was blushing like crazy. Lucina's mouth flapped like a fish as she tried to find a reasonable explanation as why they were spying. Robin looked at both of them and sighed. "Come in." She side-stepped and the two of them walked in. Chrom was looking away, trying to hide the massive blush he was supporting now. Olivia went to her bed and sat down as Lucina stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. "I'm Guessing you heard all that."

"Most of it." Lucina said. "I never knew how you two got together and it was really sweet. I didn't want to interrupt." She tapped Falchion on her belt. Robin sighed and walked up to her daughter.

"It's fine dear. It was going to happen anyway." She said with a smile. Lucina perked up with a small smile of her own. Even with everything that has happened in the last couple days, Chrom and Robin treated Lucina like their daughter. Robin couldn't find it in herself to dislike her at all and Chrom was happy that she had come back. Both of them were unbelievably proud of their little girl. "Why were you outside my door anyway?" Lucina's smile went away, and she turned more serious.

"Right. I came to tell you everything was ready for the march to the western palace tomorrow and the hierarch is in Ylissian prison after easily confessing to conspiring with Plegia. We will extra watchful tomorrow." She said with an unwavering voice. Robin nodded and turned back to her desk. Jordan was right apparently. The hierarch was with aligned with Plegia.

"He was right. Good to know he didn't lie about that. Coward" She said, not taking into account the present company. Lucina's expression turned sour, but she kept her lips shut. Chrom was concerned. His fiancé wasn't taking it very well. Neither was he, but after Lucina explained things it made sense. He just didn't have to be happy about it. Olivia brought he knees up and buried her head, mumbling something. Robin turned her head to face the pink haired dancer. "Did you say something Olivia?" she asked. Olivia's head shot right up, with a blush, and she stared at Robin. "Why are you even here anyway?" Olivia stood up quickly.

"This is my room too." She said with some bite. When Olivia was pushed, she pushed back or squeaked and hid. It was hard to find out which one was going to show up. There was a pattern though. "And I said that he isn't a coward." Chrom and Robin were taken back by her newfound courage as she had only done this in front of Jordan after he took a joke too far. Lucina gulped nervously. Robin came to first and stepped right up to her with a snarl.

"Then why did he run. Only the guilty and the cowards run Olivia." She said low, and angry. To Olivia's credit, she stood firm.

"Do you remember when we went to Plegia to talk to Gangrel a couple days ago?" she asked. Robin nodded. "Do you remember what happened?"

"Why?" Robin asked.

"Just answer the question."

"Yes I remember. I was walking by you and Jordan when we got to the Cliffside. The Exalt tried to negotiate with Gangrel and Aversa…" Robin went quiet as she realized what Olivia was implying. "Oh sweet Naga." She said as she took a step back and tripped over the chair she was sitting in.

"Mother!"

"Robin! Are you all right?"

Chrom and Lucina rushed to her side and tried to help her up. Robin didn't accept any help up so Chrom bent down next to her. "Robin?" he asked. She was blank faced staring at the ceiling. She mouthed words, but nothing made sense. She slowly sat up and Chrom put a hand on her back for support. She stared at her hands.

"Kidnapped." She said. She looked up at Olivia who was nodding. "He's been kidnapped by Plegia." Lucina gasped.

"Are you sure?" Chrom asked.

"Positive. When we were at the Cliffside the women next to Gangrel, Aversa, was looking for something. That something was Jordan. Do you not remember what happened when she found him?" Chrom's eyes widened.

"She whispered in his ear and he laughed before continuing the conversation like nothing happened." Chrom stated shocked. Robin nodded and stood up. Chrom stood up next. "What are we going to do?" He asked.

"We have to get him back!" Lucina stated. An awkward silence filled the room. Robin itched the back of her head, while Chrom scratched his arm. Lucina sighed and was about to say something.

"I agree." Olivia said, turning all attention to her. She was looking at the ground. "I think we should save him. He would do the same for any of us." Robin snorted.

"Would he? Would he really?" She said. Olivia looked up with some fire in her eyes.

"Yes he would." She said.

"How would you know that? He could have lied?" Robin shot back.

"Was his relationship with you a lie?" Olivia counters.

"Yes it wa-"

"No it wasn't! You're just angry and upset!" Olivia shouted. "It was based on a lie but the love he had for you wasn't a lie! Do you want to know how I know that? When we went out into Ylisstol for a day, the first thing he did was look for a tome for you. Not many people would ask if it was okay to look for something for someone else on a date, but that was the first thing he did. Not to mention all the admiration he had for you. He has told me how he wishes he could be calm in battle like you, as smart as you, or even as friendly as you. Even if he isn't from here, and we aren't real. He still cared for us like we were. He might be a liar, but if that is the worst thing he has done so far then I'll take it just to have him back." Her voice became softer throughout the speech and turned into wistful.

Lucina smiled and nodded. She didn't see her aunt like this a lot, but when she did it was something else. Chrom was staring at Olivia in shock. This timid dancer just stood up the very angry and upset tactician of his army, who was also his fiancé, and made some pretty good points. He wasn't ready to let him off the hook just yet, but he knew that Jordan would come and save him if he was ever captured.

Robin stared at the ground, trying to be angry. She tried hard to be angry at Olivia and what she said but couldn't. She was right. She was just really upset and angry. One of the closet people on her life, that she remembered, had lied to her about almost everything about himself. She was made because he had become, without a doubt, the most important person in her life. Someone she could rely on for practically anything. If actions spoke louder than words, then he truly did care for all of them.

She felt tears forming in her eyes. She was just scared. Scared that her brother was dead. Scared that he truly didn't care about her or any of them. Scared that she didn't mean anything to him. Blood be damned. He was her younger brother, and no one could change that. Not anymore. She still was mad at him, but she would rather him alive and well but not speaking to her than him being dead. She felt the tears fall from her cheek.

Chrom started to walk forward but Olivia stopped him. She walked up to Robin and rested her hands on Robin's arms. Robin stiffened and looked up. Her eyes were red and wet. She was a scared older sister now. Not a tactician.

"I'm scared. I just want him safe." She said, and Olivia nodded as she started to cry. Robin pulled the smaller women into a hug and cried on her shoulder. Olivia did the same. Chrom walked over to Lucina who was smiling at the scene.

"Were they always that emotional?" He whispers.

"Not usually." She says. Chrom nodded and put an arm around Lucina pulling her close. After the bonding moment, Robin pulled away wiping her eyes. Olivia did the same and started speaking.

"I don't expect you to be 100% okay with what he did or him. because I'm not at all. I'm still processing it. But I believe he speaks louder through actions than words. His actions say a lot."

"Oh no I'm still pissed at him." Robin said with a laugh. "He'll get his ass whipped as soon as he gets back here, but you are right. I just want to hear why. I want an explanation." Olivia nodded, and Robin turned towards her fiancé and daughter. Robin smiled and walked over to them. Chrom held an arm out to her and she walked into it. He pulled both of them close. Robin laughed when Lucina squeaked but loved every moment of this. Too bad she needed to talk to a certain candy loving thief about a spying mission to Plegia. On the other side of the room Olivia wondered what these moments would be like for her, and if they would involve the dimensional traveling blonde boy she went out with one day in Ylisse.

I pop the rest of the terrible thing they call bread into my mouth as I stare up at the cracked ceiling. I passed the time by shooting a rock like a basketball and humming songs from earth. It should be around 9 at night, or 21 hours according to every other country in the world. The US was weird. I laid my arm over his eyes. I did anything to get my mind off the questions burning a hole in my mind. 'Why do I feel conflicted on going back? If I stay will I ever get out? Do I even know where Morgan is? I wonder who he is shipped with? ...Why the hell did I think that? Would I even affect anyone if I leave? Robin hates me. Chrom is pissed at me. Olivia… I wonder if she is okay right now. I wish I could be there to make sure she is okay.' I rethink that last thought. '…Shit. I care about these people… stop thinking, stop thinking, please stop thinking. Sing something.

"I have these thoughts, so often I oughtTo replace that slot with-nope, nope, nope. Something else. We all are living in a dream, But life ain't what it seems, Oh everything's a mess, And all, these sorrows I have seen, They lead me to believe, That everything's a mess…" I turn on my side and close my eyes. I know the next words, but I don't want to sing them because they might come true.

But I wanna dream

I wanna dream

Leave me to dream.

AN: I wrote out a nice and lovely AN for you guys but my wifi bugged out and didn't save it. I really don't want to write it again so I'll summarize. Jordan has one big fear that is controlling him now. It will be revealed later. Robin, Chrom and Olivia aren't on the Jordan-Train yet but they all want an explanation. And yea that was basically it. Well basically the good stuff. Next time there will be a time skip. Under two weeks but we'll find out what happens. I might do the shift of perspective again. Now I'll respond to reviews for the first time because I want to. Have a great rest of your day.-3008

ZeXal2828 (CH.2): Thanks man. I hope you are still reading.

ARSLOTHES (CH.5): You helped me decide between Cordelia and Olivia. Thx man. You also changed my perspective of best girl.

clutchvm (CH.6): You reassured me to pick Olivia. Thumbs up to you. I need to look but I don't know any other fanfic with an OC paired with Olivia.

Thesaiyan21 (Ch.6): All good ideas but he Fordan ain't coming to the past. He might be in another letter or two.

Thesaiyan21 (Ch.7): I thought I confirmed it in chapter 6 but whatever. You do you. Shit hit the fan BTW. Hopefully the CS and the first half of chapter 8 was good enough so far for Jolivia. Inigo and Jordan moments will be coming don't worry, along with Evelyn and Olivia as well. Thanks for reviewing, always a pleasure to hear from you.

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Thesaiyan21 (Ch.9): I'm glad you think that he is likable and that he has had growth. As a writer i want my characters to grow and that it feels natural. How would he have told Olivia man. Just asking.

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