House Of Shattered. (Don't own anything other than OCs and plot.)

After the funeral, Trudy couldn't contain her heartbreak at all. She lay on her bed and cried. Jasper and their children stayed by her side, wrapped up with her. She held them all to her, refusing to let go of them. Jasper wasn't complaining, the babies didn't understand anything other than their mother was sad.

"Mama, me wub woo." Amada said, rubbing her face on her mother's neck.

Tyler cooed at her, waving his arms about.

Jasper just kissed her and told her that he loved her.

Trudy recovered enough to say "My darlings, you're just the most precious people."

"Mama ekush." Amada said, cuddling her.

Tyler gurgled in his father's arms. Jasper kissed her.

"You're precious, Trudy." He told her.

She snuggled close. "Jasper..." Trudy started...


"Right. Fine, Mara. I know when I'm not wanted." Morgan told her friend.

Mara called "Moggy, don't take it like that! I just suggested it!"

Morgan said "Yeah, you suggested it cos you don't want an alcoholic around the coming baby. I said it's fine and I'm outta here."

Jerome said "Moggy, this kind of stress won't help Mara or the baby." Looking at Morgan, he hastily added "You need to be here, where else would you go?"

"I dunno. Anywhere but here. Preferably where the people actually want me around, but as that's gonna be nowhere, I'll just settle for somewhere. And like you said, stress ain't good for Mara or the baby. You don't need a drunk around here with you. So, catch you all later. Or never." Morgan said, before whipping out of the house.

Mara chased the tiny brunette, but she couldn't catch her. Jerome tried, but he couldn't. Morgan had gone for good.

Mara was crying on her sofa, wishing she'd suggested Morgan eases off the alcohol a little bit just a little more sensitively.


Morgan herself was lost in the streets. A whole gang of guys came to her, drunker than she was.

"Hey, there, hot-pants." One of them yelled to Morgan.

She grinned. "Talking to yourself?! First sign of mental instability!" She told them.

"Yeah. So what's your sign, lady?" He called to her.

"Stop!" Morgan called.

He and his friends laughed. "Well, how d'ya feel 'bout coming for a drink with us?" The same man spoke.

Morgan was so out of it, she nodded, though her subconscious screamed at her that this was a bad idea.

She went to a bar with them and they paid for drinks. Pretty soon, she was drunker than she'd ever been before, but she loved it.

She was singing their not-so-repeatable song at the top of her lungs with them, until a hand shot out of a door and pulled her in while nobody was looking.

"Hey... lemme go..." Morgan slurred a protest.

"You're Morgan, Jerome and Mara's friend! What are you thinking, going about with some drunks?!" A female voice said furiously. "Mick, help me! Morgan's really drunk. Tell Jerome and Mara that we have Morgan." Morgan broke away, left and caught up with the drunk men again. "Hey!" Joy called.

"Where'd you disappear to?" The one who had taken a shine to her asked.

"Kidnapped. I gotta get away." Morgan said. She was picked up and carried off.

"Ooh, you're light." The man said, carrying the small girl on one arm.

They went into an old place, with the smells of smoke and alcohol on the walls. Morgan smiled.

"Now this is what I call a home!" She exclaimed, slurring a bit.

"Glad you like it, gorgeous. Cos if ya like, this is your new home." One of the men slurred.

"Love, more like!" She drunkenly squealed, glad to find somewhere she was wanted.

He showed her through a door. "Bathroom." He said, then took her through a second door. "Bedroom." He said.

Morgan smiled. "You sure know how to decorate." She slurred happily.

"See you tomorrow night, Terry!" A man called and all of the men left.

"Well, babe, we have the house to ourselves." The man Morgan assumed was Terry said.

"Well, I don't wanna sit about playing checkers, but I'd prefer it if you knew my name." Morgan said.

"So tell me then, babe." He said, as Morgan stretched out on the bed.

"Morgan." She told him. "My name's Morgan."

"I'm Terry." He told her, climbing over her.


Mara was heartbroken. Her friend had vanished. Jerome was holding her to him as she sobbed.

"Jerome, what have I done?" Mara sobbed. "Someone might have hurt her, or killed her. Or kidnapped her. Or all three!"

Jerome said "Don't cry, Mara. She chose to go. You didn't do anything wrong."

He thanked God that she was nothing like their old housemother.

"Jay, do you think we'll be good parents?" She asked.

"Of course I do. As long as the baby sleeps on its side, we're OK. Because on it's side, if it's sick, it'll just go on the mattress and the baby won't choke on it. If it's on its back, it'll choke to death on it. On its front, it'll suffocate."

Mara nodded. "That makes sense." She said and fell asleep on Jerome's lap.


Jasper looked at his wife. "Are you sure?"

"As I can be." She said, pink cheeked.

"When? Who?" He asked.

"Before I was brought here and it was you, silly. Are you always this paranoid about your female partner?" She teased.

"Only when it's you." He told her, kissing her cheeks.

"You should know by now that I would never go against your wishes. You wanted me to be yours, so I am." She smiled at him.

Their little daughter pressed her head against Trudy's arm.

"My!" She said firmly.

Trudy giggled. "OK, I belong to all three of you. I belong to you, Jazzy, your wife and I belong to Amada and Tyler, your mother." She told them, giving each of them a kiss.

Jasper felt a thrill of happiness, hearing her say she was his.

"My beautiful wife." He told her, cradling her gently to him.

"Well, just take beautiful out. There you are." She said. "Either way, still all yours."

That made him laugh. "I love you so much, my gorgeous, sweet Trudy."

"I know you do. You just can't trust me." She laughed. She saw the look on his face. "Joking, my love, of course you can."

He said "Sometimes, the wonder of you makes me so very confused. You're a beautiful woman, aren't you?"

"No I am not." She stated, kissing him. "But with you three, I definitely feel beautiful." She said, beaming.


Fabian kissed his wife. "You and I were meant to be, Nina."

Nina grinned. "Yeah, a superhero and a girl."

"My Chosen One." Fabian smiled. Then he tickle-tortured her.

Nina squealed, writhed and giggled.

"No, no, stop!" She squeal-giggled. "Aah! Stop i-i-i-i-it! Eek! No! Ah-ah-ha-ha, no!" She squealed, being tickled senseless.

Baby Bliss left the room. She went to Jasper and Trudy.

Nina screamed as she laughed.

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And there you have it. Another chapter. Hope you all enjoyed. Until next update, Random Dizzy. :)