A/N Yeee!!!! Chappie three! Chappie three! huggles muses Okay, well, I know that the story is kinda really confusing right now, but don't worry, all is explained as the story goes on. I don't own FOP. If I did, Timmy would be a minor role and Cosmo and Wanda's love would be center stage...and Cosmo would be WAY smarter. Anyways, have fun! Remember, I write Cosmo as smarter than the series.

Cosmo stared at the spot where Wanda had vanished just seconds ago and worried. He knew what she was planning, but it just wasn't a good idea. He wringed his hands and bit his lip as he listened to Timmy's fitful sleeping. Thankfully he didn't seem to be having such horrible dreams as he had been having earlier to wake him up, but Cosmo still wasn't at ease.

When he was sure Timmy's parents couldn't hear his cries, Cosmo materialized himself next to his godson. He looked sympathetically at his poor charge as he tossed and turned. Sweat was breaking out all over him as he continued to mewl pathetically. Cosmo seated himself next to the boy's head and moved it into his lap. He began to stroke Timmy's hair gently and hum a tune he had tried to learn a long time ago. He knew his attempts at singing were dismal at best, but any thing he could do for the child was worth a try. As he sang he remembered how he first learned the song.

When he and Wanda had taken on their first child, she had had the same trouble with disturbing dreams. Not as bad as Timmy's were now, but unsettling to the poor eight year old girl. Her name had been Lilith, he remembered. A friend of theirs had told them that if she ever got out of hand, to sing the melody to her. He was surprised that Wanda hadn't tried it, but she really couldn't sing either.

As the strains of the song flitted about the room Timmy became still. Cosmo let out a sigh of relief. Timmy stirred in his lap.

"Cosmo?" he wondered groggily.

"Yes?" Cosmo answered softly, still stoking the boy's hair. A tear ran out of the corner of Timmy's eye and landed on Cosmo's leg.

"Why did you kill Wanda?" he asked. Cosmo steeled himself; Timmy was still dreaming.

"I don't know," he replied, playing along. It hurt, hearing his godson accuse him of murdering his wife. He couldn't imagine life without her, let alone create the life alone.

"Cosmo!?" Timmy panicked. "Where are you going?" The small boy began to toss once more. Remembering Wanda's insistence on keeping him asleep until she returned, he began to sing again. The room became quiet and still, as if even the very house were falling asleep on its foundation. Timmy whimpered a cry as he fell back into the enchanted sleep. Cosmo placed his hands on the boy's head and prayed.

"Jehovah, please make this stop," he pleaded. Timmy convulsed and shot up with a shout. "Timmy! What's wrong?" Cosmo asked worriedly. "Did you have another dream again?"

"Yeah," Timmy answered, holding his head. "I had a dream you killed Wanda."

"Why would I do that?" Cosmo retorted with genuine confusion.

"I don't know, I just..." Timmy trailed off and looked around. "Hey, where is Wanda?" Cosmo fished around in his mind desperately for an excuse.

"Uh..." he stalled, "I can't tell you." Timmy looked at him in horror.

"Cosmo," he pleaded, "where's Wanda? What did you do with her?"

"I didn't do anything with her," he shot back. His nerves were starting to grow thin. "I'm just not allowed to tell you. It's in Da Rules."

"Yeah right," Timmy scoffed as he backed toward the door. Cosmo stayed on the bed, knowing that if he pursued Timmy he would only make it look worse.

'Timmy," he said warningly.

"I don't believe you," Timmy said defiantly.

"It's true!"

"Then show me."

"I can't."

"Why not? Because it's not there?"

"No, because it's against the rules to show you. Here."

Cosmo summoned a copy of the rules and flipped to a page. Covering the code above it with his hand, he showed Timmy the rule in question. Timmy stared at it in disbelief.

Under no circumstances is the above rule to be exposed to a human of any planet or plane.

"Planet or plane?" Timmy balked. "What does that mean?"

"Read the next one," Cosmo answered.

The future and all its contents are to be hidden from recipients of the past. The timeline shall not be tampered with in any way, or revealed under any conditions. See section 145637B for exemptions and special cases.

"What's that got to do with my question?" Timmy asked, crossing his arms.

"Humans haven't discovered the other planets or planes yet. Not really," Cosmo explained, mindlessly.

"But we have other planets," Timmy countered, not even noticing the information he had just been given was from the future. "And we know there are at least four planes, as well, as mathematical planes. Believe me, I wish we hadn't." Cosmo smiled as his godchild made a face at his mention of math.

"You still don't know enough," Cosmo said. "Now go back to sleep. Wanda will be mad if she sees you awake when she gets back."

A/N Am I confusing you peoples out of your mind yet? . I hoped so!!! R&R! Chappie four is back with Wanda for you un-jumpy people like me. .