Disclaimer: I don't own Fairly Odd Parents. However, I do have a very nice stamp collection.

Authors Note: While I was, in my evil nature, tempted to leave you hanging for as long as I did last time, I decided to post this next chapter now. It's not a very long one, but I'm sure you'll forgive me just this once.

The weeks passed slowly for Wanda while Cosmo was in his coma. She had gotten her father to poof her to the hospital every day, since she didn't have the power to do it herself anymore. Day after day she sat by Cosmo's bedside, holding his hand and stroking it. Her mind often strayed to the past, remembering the good and bad times they had shared together. She made silent deals with Cosmo, promising that if he came out of his coma, she would never be naggy again, or call him stupid again, or an idiot, or a moron.

Sometimes Mama Cosma came and visited Cosmo as well, but her and Wanda ignored each other. The only time Wanda moved was when her father came to collect her each evening.

She was getting ready for bed after returning from one of these visits (she was sleeping in the castle again, but in one of the spare rooms), when she heard a fairy poof in behind her. She thought it was her father until the fairy spoke.

"Buenos dias, Wanda."

She spun around quickly, hardly believing he would dare to show up here.

"Juandissimo," she hissed, glaring at the muscular fairy smirking in the middle of the room.

"I heard about Cosmo's little…accident, and I came here to see if I could help."

"You took your time about it," Wanda said coldly. She couldn't help but blame Juandissimo for the way Cosmo was now.

"I only heard a little while ago," he said, moving forwards.

"Stay back, Juandissimo," she said. She felt very vulnerable, pregnant and alone in a room with her ex-boyfriend, and wearing nothing but her nightgown. He stayed where he was.

"Wanda, I think all the time about what could have been if we'd stayed together. If you had not chosen Cosmo."

"Don't talk about Cosmo like that!" she yelled angrily. Wanda knew Juandissimo had come now because he had thought Cosmo would not be returning, and the idea made her furious. To make his move on her while Cosmo was lying helpless in a coma was underhanded, even for Juandissimo. And then to talk about Cosmo with such contempt…it made her blood boil.

"You want to know what would have happened if we'd stayed together, Juandissimo?" she said, anger making her voice shake. " I spent a month living with someone exactly like you. It was the fairy I love more than anything, and I was ready to leave him. I wanted to leave Cosmo, because it was like being married to you." Ignoring his shocked look, Wanda continued, lowering her voice dangerously. "So I can finally answer your question, Juandissimo. What would have happened if we'd stayed together? I would have left you. Oh, sure, it may have been fun for a while, but eventually I wouldn't have been able to get away fast enough."

Wanda hovered next to the bed, trembling slightly. She had finally been able to say what had been on her mind for the longest time.

"So you truly did choose right," Juandissimo said quietly, more to himself than to Wanda.

"Yes," she said firmly. "Yes, I did choose right. I chose Cosmo, and he loves me, and I love him more than anything." She then shouted out "Cosmo!" but she wasn't exactly sure why. She could, however, feel her power and magic flow through her again. She didn't really understand what it meant at first; she just floated there, feeling the magic tingling through her body. But then it started to dawn on her; she could only get her full power back if Cosmo was okay.

"Cosmo!" she shouted again, but this time, she knew exactly why; it was out of pure joy.

She poofed out of the room, reappearing in the reception area of the Fairy Hospital, still in her nightgown. She knew the path to Cosmo's room very well, and flew it quickly, passing surprised night-staff. She finally got to Cosmo's door and burst through it.

"Cosmo!" she cried, looking at his bed. Cosmo lay there as still as ever.

"Cosmo?" she asked again, fear and uncertainty in her voice. Cosmo opened his eyes.

"Just messin' with ya, baby," he said weakly.

Wanda flew over to him, laughing and smiling for the first time in weeks. She wanted to hug Cosmo tightly, but didn't want to hurt him. He still looked pale and weak, but his green eyes sparkled and he was smiling.

"Cosmo, you idiot," she laughed, wrapping her arms around him in a gentle hug, "don't do that!" She kissed him gently. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too. I think. I don't remember a lot." His eyes strayed to her tummy. "Wow! Look how fat…I mean, pregnant, you are!"

Wanda laughed; it was so good to hear his voice again. Their reunion was interrupted when they heard voices outside the ward door.

"I swear doctor, I was standing right next to him, checking his vitals, when his heart rate peaked and he sat straight up and cried 'Wanda'."

"All right nurse, I'll check on him," came the smooth voice of doctor Rip Studwell, as the door was being pushed open. "What the…" he said, when he found his coma patient wide-awake with his wife siting next to him.

"See doctor, it's just like I told you," said the nurse. "Except the fat fairy wasn't there."

"I'm not fat, I'm pregnant," said Wanda grumpily.

"Yeah," said Cosmo supportively. He hadn't noticed it before, but Wanda did look thinner than he remembered her.

"Thankyou nurse, I can handle it from here," Dr Rip Studwell said. He then turned to Wanda.

"What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see Cosmo when he woke up. He is my husband," she replied testily.

"How did you know he was awake?" the doctor asked, curious.

"I felt my magic come back, so I knew he must have woken up."

"Hmm," Doctor Rip Studwell said wisely, checking the beeping machines around Cosmo.

"Wait, your magic was gone?" Cosmo asked her, surprised.

"Well sure sweetie," she answered. "You being in a coma affected me too. You know we're connected like that."

"But if your magic wasn't working, how could you grant Timmy's wishes?"

"I couldn't. He got a temp."

"Who is it?" Cosmo asked.

"Uhm," said Wanda nervously, unsure of how to best tell him.

"How do you feel, Cosmo?" Dr Rip Studwell interrupted, writing stuff down on a clipboard.

"Great!" said Cosmo, struggling to sit up. He collapsed back down on the pillow. "Not so great," he croaked.

"You should probably get some rest, Cosmo," said Dr Rip Studwell. "Which means Wanda will have to leave."

"But he's just woken up from a coma! How could he need rest?" Wanda argued, reluctant to leave Cosmo's side.

"Besides, I don't want Wanda to go," Cosmo added, holding Wandas hand as tight as he could.

"I'm sorry, but it's for the best," said Studwell.

Wanda turned to Cosmo, knowing the doctor was right. "Don't worry sweetie, I'll be back first thing in the morning." She kissed him lightly again. As she turned to leave, Cosmo held her back.

"Wanda, will you tell Mama I'm alright?" he asked, looking up at her wide-eyed.

Inwardly Wanda shuddered. It was the last thing she wanted to do when she was so happy. But outwardly she smiled. "Of course I will, Cosmo."

He grinned at her and closed his eyes happily.

"Wanda poofed out of thew hospital, reappearing outside Mama Cosma's house. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door. Mama Cosmo answered.

"Yes?" she said sweetly. Then she saw who it was. "Oh, it's you. What do you want?"

Wanda was determined to be nice for Cosmo's sake. She smiled charmingly at Mama Cosma. "I just came here to tell you that Cosmo came out of his coma about 15 minutes ago. He asked me to come here to tell you."

Mama Cosma's expression softened. "You mean my little Cosmo-lo-lo has woken up?"

"Yes," said Wanda. "You can see him in the hospital first thing tomorrow morning."

"Thankyou for telling me Wanda. Goodnight!" and she closed the door in Wanda's face.

She must have meant it, thought Wanda. She usually slams the door in my face. She forgot about Mama Cosma and poofed home, eager to tell Timmy the good news.

"Timmy!" she called as she appeared in his room. "Timmy?" she called again, looking round the empty room. "Timmy! Daddy!" she yelled anxiously, wondering where they could be. Timmy and Big Daddy poofed into the air next to her. They hugged her tightly; so much that Wanda had to gasp for them to let her go. They did, and Timmy fell to the floor.

"Where were you guys?" asked Wanda.

"Out looking for you!" said Timmy, sounding anxious. "Big Daddy went into your room to check on you, but you weren't there. It was just Juandissimo Magnifico, sitting on the edge of your bed."

Big Daddy interrupted. "When I asked him where you were, he said he didn't know, just that you'd called out Cosmo's name twice and disappeared."

"We thought you'd gone crazy, and tried to go to Fairy World to see him. Oww!" he complained as Big Daddy clipped him over his ear. Wanda smiled.

"I did go to Fairy World to see Cosmo," she said, tyring not to laugh at the looks of horror that passed over their faces. Everything seemed so much funnier now. "Because Cosmo came out of his coma."

"He did!" shrieked Timmy, jumping up and down. "YAAAY!"

"But how did you know?" asked Big Daddy.

"I felt my magic come back," she explained. She decided to leave the fact they'd called out each others names at the same time remain a secret between her and Cosmo.

"Can I see him? Can I see him?" asked Timmy excitedly.

"Easy there sport," said Wanda, trying to calm him down. "He's sleeping at the moment, but you can see him tomorrow morning."

"Yaay!" Timmy yelled again. Wanda poofed him into his pyjamas.

"Time you were in bed, sport, before your parents come up to say goodnight and see what all the noise is about."

"I'm so glad Cosmo's okay," said Timmy as he climbed into bed.

"So am I, sport," said Wanda softly as she poofed into the fishbowl.

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Wanda woke up early the next morning. She wanted to see Cosmo badly, but everyone would still be asleep, including him. So she lay in bed thinking. She had slept in their bedroom last night, in their bed, for the first time in a month. She was able to now that she knew Cosmo would be sleeping there again eventually. She had let Juandissimo stay in one of the spare rooms over night. He had just had a major disappointment after all. She felt it would be okay if he were there, especially since Big Daddy was in the castle too. Her one condition was that Juandissimo be gone before she got up. Cosmo would never have to know. She thought about seeing Cosmo that day, and shivered with excitement. Then she sighed. She couldn't just lie in bed when her thoughts kept on returning to Cosmo. She got up and put on her dressing gown, feeling really hungry. While Cosmo had been in his coma, she had only eaten enough to keep her baby healthy. Last night she had been too excited to eat. But now she felt hungry; very hungry. She floated into the kitchen and froze. Juandissimo was sitting at the table, eating a bowl of cereal. He looked up and, seeing her, froze as well. They floated there, looking awkwardly at each other, until Juandissimo said, "I am so sorry Wanda. I did not think you would be up this early." He picked up his wand, but didn't poof away.

Wanda couldn't stop staring into his deep, purple eyes. Something was different, and it took her a while to realise what. The fiery passion that usually burned deep within them whenever he looked at her was gone. She realised she was staring and blushed, looking at the floor.

Juandissimo floated over to her, and lifted her face with one of his hands. He was surprised; the tingly feeling he unusually got whenever he touched her wasn't there anymore. He kissed her lightly on the cheek.

"Goodbye, my Wanda," he said quietly. "And good luck." With that, Juandissimo poofed out of Wanda's kitchen, and her life.

Authors Note 2: What, you didn't think I'd let Cosmo die, did you?