A/N: So I ended up writing 2.5 chapters worth of material… and ended up hating what I wrote because of where it would take the story, so I scrapped it all….. Thus the over 2 months delay. Sorry about that.

So before we begin, a few notes.

-POLL: I took down the old one and put up a new one on my profile. It's the same question as the last one but with some new choices. If you have a minute, please stop by and vote, I'd really appreciate the feedback.

-The Deleted Scene: Got a few opinion on how that should have been the canon one, just wanted to quickly address why it wasn't

1-No one died in canon or seemingly suffered major injuries, so I felt no need to add that to the story

2-Someone being seriously injured during the fight definitely would have been on the news, something Blake would have seen or showed them before their meeting with Glynda

3-The point of the scene was to show that Glynda, despite her experience, is still human and can make mistakes, like letting her emotions taking over and do something that deeply hurts others when she didn't mean it

-Not sure why I'm sharing this, but I'm apparently the inspiration for this guy on AO3, DesuVult123, writing RWBY futa on male smut (he even fanboyed when I left kudos and left comments XD) (... speaking of, anyone know any good RWBY futa on male smut?)

Ok, with that out of the way, let's get to the reason why you're here.

Here's chapter 19, Enjoy!

Jaune went out for a walk after his morning class with Port. He felt well rested after his nap in that class (as short as it was when Pyrrha woke him up halfway through), and decided that trying to get more use to his leg brace was a good idea. His team expressed concerns, but he honestly hadn't felt any pain so he reassured them he was fine. Eventually, he made it around the main building and caught sight of the window to Glynda's office.

Memories of the night two days ago instantly flooded his mind. From Glynda's confession to her sadly reliving bad memories, their falling asleep together on the couch…

Those were very personal moments Glynda shared with him. Jaune was still surprised she shared those with him. Sure they were married and this talking about stuff like this in stressed situations was probably common, but they weren't really that close… were they? Did she really trust him that much?

Jaune thought about it for a while. Looking back, he could say that the two of them have gotten a little closer, like really close friends. Sure there were some surprise bumps like when the rolling ladder broke and he fell on her and…

He swore he could still faintly taste the flavor of her lips on his own. Was it wrong that he enjoyed it? He probably could even say that she did as well, given her actions following the first contact. But part of him still doubted it, there was just no way she'd feel that way for him. He still wasn't even sure of what he felt for her.

On a different note, he saw her talking to Ruby yesterday, which ended up with Ruby hugging her. At least they were on good terms again.

He soon made his way back to his building and to his dorm. But as he approached the door, he paused as he heard everyone start laughing, soon followed by another male voice.

'Why does that voice sound familiar? Is that... no, it can't be.' He then opened the door and stepped inside.

"Hey Jaune," Ren greeted with a head nod.

"Sup Jauney," Nora greeted loudly with both hands in the air.

"Hello," Pyrrha greeted with her usual smile

"Jaune," the fourth individual said as he stood up, "it's been a while."

'We have a problem. Be up to your office soon. Not the best option but it's the only one I could think of. Sorry.'

Glynda read over the text she got from Jaune again and sighed. After getting ahead of schedule with her and Ozpin's paperwork, she was hoping to have a relaxing weekend and enjoy her time off. But Jaune wouldn't message her like this if it wasn't important. She just wished he told her what was wrong in the message.

She didn't have to wake long for she soon heard a knock at the door. When she opened it, she saw Jaune and someone else in her peripheral vision but paid him no mind to focus on why Jaune was looking nervous.

"Hey Glynda," he greeted. "So uh… this is my dad."

At this, Glynda's head snapped to the other man and looked him over. It didn't take much observation to know that he was definitely a huntsman, but it was his facial features that caught her attention. The closest she could describe him was a much older Jaune with hardened eyes and a 5 o'clock shadow.

Her internal reactions were mixed. They ranged from 'is that what I have to look forward to in a few years… mama likey' to 'holy shit this is my secret husband's dad, I'm not ready!' The mixed feelings canceling each other out, combined with the years of experience in dealing with Ozpin's bullshit, allowed her to keep a straight face despite her internal turmoil.

"Mr. Arc," she smiled and held her hand out, "It's a pleasure to meet you, sir."

"Same with you Madam Goodwitch, but please just call me Jonathan," he greeted and shook her hand. "I was told that you know of Jaune's... situation and have been of good counsel and moral help for him these past few weeks."

"Indeed," Jaune said before Glynda could blink. "Sorry Glynda, my dad wanted to meet my uh," he took a moment to look around the hallway, "wife, but since she's away for the weekend and will be gone for a while, I figured talking with my defector counselor would suffice." He said it all while giving her a knowing look. "Sorry about the sudden pop-up."

It took Glynda a small moment to realize what he was doing. "Ah yes, of course. It's no bother to me, I'm always happy to help. Come in." Glynda stepped aside and they walked in.

"Sorry," Jaune quickly whispered her an apology. "He was already at my dorm and then took us somewhere private and asked to meet my wife. I didn't think of an alternative until we were halfway here. Sorry," he apologized again.

Glynda nodded and gave him a comforting pat on the shoulder. She couldn't blame him for getting caught off guard. She doubted she'd be able to think of anything better in that scenario. They all took a seat, Glynda and Jaune on one couch while Jonathon sat on the one opposite of them. "Interesting layout," he commented, referring to the furniture.

"I have it set this way in case any student finds that they need that kind of help, considering the type of danger we face. I never really got approached by anyone for that kind of help before, I almost thought it pointless."

Jaune thought it smart not to mention it was likely because most of everyone thought she was half Grimm shark and would tear off their flesh for a snack.

"Good to see that the staff care so much about the student's well being. Now the reason on why I'm here. Jaune, I believe you suddenly became a married man."

"Yeah I am," he rubbed the back of his neck in nervousness.

"How exactly did you find out about this?" Glynda asked.

"Well, Jaune called me about advice on what to do with the Arc's code involving marriage and being drunk while doing so," he replied.

"Hmm, interesting." Glynda totally forgot that they did that, and Jaune's face showed he had the same thought.

"In truth, I was actually waiting for him to call me back about it first, but then when I saw that my next mission would bring me close to Beacon, I thought I'd take some time to visit my son, and meet the wife. I would have called ahead of time, but if I did then I knew he would have sent her away to avoid embarrassment."

"Could you blame me?" Jaune over exaggerated by throwing his hands up. "This is kind of a very awkward situation that I don't feel comfortable with sharing."

"I understand, I was the same way with my folks and managed to keep it secret for years," his father replied. "This won't do anything to calm down your mother though."

"T-they know?" Jaune voice trembled. Glynda felt a little worried for him as well. She's seen what teasings Yang and Ruby and other siblings at this academy go through. She couldn't fathom what seven (she still couldn't believe it was that many) sisters would do.

"Just your mother, your sisters have no idea about this situation," Jonathan explained, earning a sigh of relief from his son. "Though still, your mother is quite worried about this, especially since she's worried you're married to a 'bimbo skank that wants to corrupt her precious baby boy'. Her words, not mine."

"What?!" Understandably, Jaune's eyes widened in shock at hearing such a thing, especially from his own mother.

"Seems unfair to judge someone like that when she never met this woman before," Glynda said, arms crossed and careful not to let her negative emotion seep into her voice, but she was sure she let it slip.

"I know it is and you're right," Jonathan sighed and pinched his nose. "She can be very hysterical at times, but she is genuinely worried. The fact that you haven't contacted us about this again told her that you're afraid for us to see your wife for reasons other than embarrassment. She's afraid you ended up with a… less than reputable woman who would want to take advantage of you and/or your Arc name, and is putting you in bad situations," he said while motioning to his braced leg.

Glynda slowly breathed out of her nose. It was understandable. They were just trying to make sure their son was ok. It was the responsible parent thing to do, but she was still getting mad at these accusations about being a vile person, especially when they haven't even met her in person! She had the right to feel it was ridiculous.

"Come on dad, aren't you being a little ridiculous?" Jaune unintentionally voiced Glynda's thought. "I mean yeah I said I would contact you guys… but ended up not doing that because this was embarrassing, but if she was anything like that I definitely would have told you guys about it. She's also nothing like that."

"Oh really?" Jonathan raised an eyebrow. "Then what is she like?"

"She's really sweet, kind, always cares for others before herself. I can't tell you the number of times I've seen her go out of her way to help someone else out even though it's an inconvenience to her. She has the most wonderful eyes that anyone could get lost in if they could get past her overwhelming presence. Honestly, it frightens most people but she's a big softy at heart. She knows exactly what to do to keep me happy and keeps me on the straight and narrow, I'm doing my best to return the favor as well." Jaune unknowingly stared off into space as he spoke.

Glynda successfully fought back a blush as she looked at Jaune. She heard such things said about her from teammates, friends, and coworkers before and never had the reaction she did now. Why was Jaune saying them making her blush like that?

"It appears you hold her in high regard," Jonathan said. Glynda smiled as Jaune nodded. "But, how do I know you're being truthful with me?"

"Mr. Arc, I think you're being a bit ridiculous now," Glynda chimed in. "I'm sure if there was anything wrong, or if his wife was abusive in any way, shape, or form, he would tell us."

"And I wouldn't doubt that if this was any other circumstance. She knows of the Arc oath, correct? Well, what's to say she hasn't taken advantage of that and force you to take an oath to keep quiet of any wrongdoings?" He took a moment to sigh. "Jaune, as your father, my job is to make sure you are living the best, comfortable life you can, and to help you any way I can when you get in a rough spot."

Glynda disliked what he was implying, but she still couldn't blame him. He was a father concerned for his child, and his lack of information on the subject didn't help anyone.

"Mr. Arc, if I may," she spoke up before turning to jaune, "Jaune if I say anything wrong or untrue I want you to speak up, damn any oath that prevents you from doing otherwise" He nodded and she turned her back to Jonathan.

"Both Jaune and… his now wife went out to Vale, got drunk, and accidentally got married. We all agreed it would be best to try and annul the marriage, but after Jaune contacted you and heard that no matter what an Arc never goes back on his word, they honestly didn't know what to do. We've done our best to keep it secret from everyone. I can assure you that his wife has no intentions of taking advantage of your son and that she has his safety and wellbeing at the top of her priorities."

She took a moment to pause and readjust her glasses. "Besides, even if there was any form of abuse, you're making the assumption that the effects it would have on Jaune would go unnoticed. Besides myself, Jaune has become close friends with many students and faculty here. If Jaune was in any form of trouble, it would definitely be noticed and there would be more than a few people who would take action. Your son is in good, caring hands, Mr. Arc."

Glynda wrapped up her little speech, never once breaking eye contact with Jonathan, who cracked a smile after a moment. "I never really doubted that Miss Goodwitch, but I had to make certain of it. I wouldn't be doing a good job of a father if I didn't. Sorry for egging you guys on."

"It's no problem."

"It's ok dad, I understand," Jaune said with a smile but cowered back from Glynda with a faint blush when she turned from him.

"So… anyway, I have some time to kill. Jaune, how has Beacon been? Are you doing well in classes? You making lots of new friends?"

Over the next two hours, Jonathan talked with Jaune and Glynda about what he has been doing these past few months and how Beacon has been. Glynda wasn't sure why Jonathan wanted to include her in what was a father/son moment, but she ended up not minding at all. Jonathan actually welcomed and included her in the discussions, and she found herself engaged and enjoying herself. They eventually ended up talking like old friends and they soon were swapping stories from their pasts.

"I thought Goldberg was going to be out for the count after that, but then he just popped up and yelled 'That was awesome'!" Glynda and Jaune began laughing at the conclusion of the story.

Glynda felt a sense of nostalgia from time with her own team, and Jaune took amusement from his father's shenanigans and learning a little lesson. "I-why did he think it was a good idea to do that to a Goliath?" he said between his laughter.

"I have no idea, but it worked!" Jonathan cheered.

"I hate to admit it, but I thought of doing something similar when I was in Signal as well," Glynda chimed in after calming her giggling. Jaune then lost himself in another fit of laughter imagining Glynda doing such a ridiculous thing.

Eventually, Jonathan's scroll began beeping and he pulled it out. "Shoot, I knew I was forgetting something."

"What's wrong?" Jaune asked as his father stood up with a grunt.

"I'm actually supposed to be at another part of Vale for a mission soon. Didn't mean to stay here this long, not that I didn't mind or enjoy your company or-"

"Oh, no it's ok," Glynda said with a smile as she stood up, "I understand. Duty calls."

"Indeed." He walked over to his son and gave his son a one-armed hug. "Take care Jaune."

"Sure thing dad," Jaune returned the hug.

"Keep doing well in school and don't be too reckless anymore."

"Yes dad."

"And call your mother more often."

"Ok dad." Glynda couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle at the exchange.

"Take care, Mr. Arc," Glynda said as she held her hand out, "be safe on your hunt."

"Thank you Miss Goodwitch," Jonathan shook her hand as a grin slowly formed on his face. "Or I should more accurately say: Thank you Mrs. Arcwitch."

"What?!" The professor shouted as she recoiled away.

"You knew the whole time?!" Jaune yelled after recovering from being a mumbling wreck.

"Yep," Jaune's father answered casually, his smile slightly growing, "And I must say I'm glad our concerns were unwarranted and that you are a very nice woman… even if you're a little older than I would like for my son."

Glynda's eye twitched. "Excuse me, that's a little rude if you ask me," she spoke her mind in a mild tone. "I'm not sure what you're trying to imply, but I'm 28 and-"

"You're only 28?!" Jaune shouted in surprise as he quickly looked her over.

"Yes I… wait," Glynda's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean 'only 28'?"

Instinct earned from years of experience made Jonathan take a big step away from the woman. Jaune had no such experience so he stared still under the stern woman's glare.

"Um..." Jaune felt a bead of sweat roll down his back, recalling the unpleasant times he witnessed his mom lose her cool when someone implied she was old. He felt his soul quaking in fear under Glynda gaze.

"EveryoneThoughtYouWereOlderBecauseOfHowYouCarriedYourAttitudeAndActionsButWeAllThoughYouLookedHotAndYoung!IWasJustSurprisedYouWereActuallyAsYoungAndBeautifulAsYouLooked!PleaseDon'tHurtMe!" Jaune shouted quickly as he cowered away.

Glynda's cheeks turned a tiny shade darker. "Oh... well, I guess... wait a minute, go back. How exactly did you know it was me?"

"I was actually wondering that too," Jaune said as they both turned towards his dad.

Jonathan just reached behind him and dropped a binder on the coffee table. "We actually got your wedding photos in the mail the same day you called me. Surprise."

The Arcwitch couple stared wide-eyed at the binder. "W-Wedding photos? We had wedding photos?" Glynda picked up the binder, holding it like it was some form of relic.

"Yep. You should have seen the look on your mother's face when she looked through it." Jonathan chuckled. "Oh man was she hysterical. You're lucky none of your sisters were home. When that happened."

"There are no markings or writing on here," Jaune noticed that the binder was a solid white color all around.

"Yeah, pretty cheap if you ask me. You're mother's and mine's binder at least had a decorative seal and design on it."

"Wait, did you keep any receipts or packaging labels from this? Anything that could tell us who took them?" Glynda asked.

"So that we could see if they have on record of where we got married at?" Jaune finished the thought and got an approving smile from Glynda. If they found out who took the photos, it could be the link to find out where they got married.

"... you know in hindsight, maybe saving that stuff and not throwing it out immediately would have been a good idea," Jonathan sheepishly admitted. Jaune facepalmed and Glynda slammed her face against the binder. "Anyway, I'm sorry but I really need to leave now. Bye son."

"Bye dad," Jaune said as his father left. Jaune then sat back on the couch and Glynda followed suit, dropping the binder on the coffee table as the two of them stared at it. The air was filled with an unusual silence as the two didn't know what to do with.

Eventually, one of their hands reached for the binder. The other turned to the one reaching for it. They both stared at one another. No words were said, their looks alone were enough to convey conversation. Slowly, the other's hand reached for the binder as well. With a gulp, the Arcwitch couple opened the binder to see the photos, slowly taking in the contents of each page before turning them.

There weren't many pages, ten at the most, but the numerous photos were enough to tell the story. At the altar stood Jaune with a tie and tux jacket lazily thrown on. He was standing next to a priest, who for some reason was fully covered in robes and wearing sunglasses. Glynda appeared soon after, wearing a bridal veil, just as lazily thrown on, as she walked down the aisle.

The way they seemed to carry themselves and how they slouched over in the photos showed just how intoxicated the two of them were. There was even a photo of after Glynda tripped and fell on the floor. Jaune was also seen laughing in the photo, which earned a glare from her which turned into a chuckle when the next photo showed her swatting his nose. It was followed by more photos of them holding hands and staring into each other's eyes.

Throughout all the photos of the first few pages, Glynda and Jaune noticed one thing: despite their droopy eyes and red cheeks from their intoxication, they looked… happy, like this was the best moment in their entire lives. Glynda and Jaune spared glances at one another when the other wasn't looking.

The following page showed something they both secretly dreaded and were curious at seeing: the kiss. Or at least it was their attempt at it. Jaune apparently undershot it and his face landed between her boobs, much to drunk-Glynda's enjoyment. She then picked him up with both hands into the air and tried to kiss his lips, but kiss his chin instead. They both then toppled over onto the ground. But if their smiles were any indication, they didn't care as the hugged and pressed their foreheads against each other.

This time the Arcwitch couple turned and looked into each other's eyes with rosy cheeks but then quickly looked away. Though both of them felt a ping of warmth rise dwell inside of them.

And then they turned the page.

"OH DEAR LORD!" Glynda shrieked.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Jaune shouted.

Turns out the wedding photographer followed them to their hotel room and… well, there was now no doubt that they had an 'eventful' night. They flipped through the rest of the pages, and they were all filled with so many images of them doing it.

"WHY WOULD THEY RECORD THAT?!"

"I DON'T KNOW!"

"THIS IS DEGRADING!"

"YES!"

"INSULTING EVEN!"

"INDEED!"

"..."

"..."

"WE'RE STILL LOOKING AT IT!"

"YES WE ARE!"

"..."

"..."

"WE SHOULD CLOSE IT!"

"YES WE SHOULD!"

"..."

"..."

Admittedly, it was several moments before they shut the binder. Both embarrassingly turned away from each other with matching red cheeks. Glynda had her arms crossed while Jaune had his legs crossed.

"That- I- I- I don't….." Glynda stuttered as Jaune got up and walked to her bathroom, splashed some water on his face, and stood there for several minutes as his mind comprehended what just happened.

When he came to his senses and went back to Glynda's office, he noticed two things.

First: Glynda had the binder in her hand and was trying to crudely tear the pages out.

Second: Glynda was standing next to her small trash can, and it was on fire.

Jaune put 2&2 together and thought best not to question it and accept that.

A/N: And that's a wrap.

So what did you guys think? Like it? Hate it? Think something can be improved? Want to give me a moral boost? Leave a review, all criticism is welcomed.

Special thanks to Cyberleader2000 for betaing and to Kc4229 for helping me with writer's block.

Thanks again for reading, have a great day :)