Disclaimer-Trust me, if I owned FOP, it would be in production forever in all it's glory! And a certain comfy couch would be completely unnecessary.

Authors Note- Now that my dream of ever being a writer for FOP is dead (yeah, like it really had a chance of happening anyway), this is all I have. And it's almost finished! This is the second last chapter, and the final won't be long in coming (fingers crossed!). And I'm actually pleased with this chapter! I quite like it for the most part.

Wanda swam restlessly in the fishbowl. She couldn't get to sleep, no matter how much she tried. In fact, the more she tried, the less tired she felt. She looked over at Cosmo, who seemed to be in a sleep that was almost indecently peaceful. She swam around the fishbowl once more, but soon stopped; it was pointless and making her dizzy. She poofed out into Timmy's room and paced the floorboards. Not much of an improvement, but at least now she had more room. Unfortunately she couldn't walk all night; her back was already starting to complain. Wanda moved quietly over to Timmy's door and inched it open, careful not to wake the sleeping occupants of the room. She crept out onto the landing, and closed the door silently. She saw the stairs through the gloom; there was no way she was walking down stairs in the dark. Doing it when it was light was bad enough. She raised her wand and poofed herself onto the Turners couch, in front of their TV. Sure, she could have watched TV in the castle, but it was more exciting this way. Another lazy flick of her wand, and suddenly the Turners television received every single channel in the world. She turned it on and flicked through the channels.

"Boring…seen it…infomercial…seen it…hey, I god parented her, I didn't think she'd end up doing that…infomercial…seen it…don't want to know what that is…infomercial…seen it…ahh, finally."

Wanda had finally found something that she could watch; re-runs of Dr Phil. There was nothing like watching somebody else's problems to take her mind off her own. She settled down, making herself as comfortable as she could, ready to watch what problems those crazy humans could have.

"And how does that make you feel?" Dr Phil asked a sobbing woman on the screen.

Obviously not very good, Wanda thought with a yawn. She wondered what the sobbing woman was sobbing about as her eyes began to droop. She shook herself awake, blinking her eyes to fight off the sudden exhaustion. She yawned again and watched as Dr Phil turned to face the cameras.

"Coming up next, a woman who says her husband resents their unborn child."

Wanda fell into a light doze during the commercial break, but woke up again as soon as the show started again. The only thing was, she wasn't on the Turners family couch any more. She was sitting on a ridiculously high chair across from Dr Phil.

"Okay, welcome back," he said over the applause. "Now, when you're going to have a baby you expect it to be one of the happiest times of your life. But Wanda tells a different story. Take a look."

A large screen behind them showed a short film, and Wanda turned to watch it.

"Cosmo and I have been married for a long time," her voice commented over a shot of her and Cosmo looking happy. "So naturally when I found out I was pregnant, I was delighted. Unfortunately, this wasn't the case for my husband." Ominous music sounded, and the shot changed to her and Cosmo looking unhappy. "Cosmo was happy at first, but I could tell something wasn't right. He confessed later that he was jealous of the baby. Cosmo can be immature at times, and needs me to get him out of most of his messes. Dr

Phil, is it right for Cosmo to feel this way, and what can I do about it?"

The cameras went back to Wanda and Dr Phil; one looking confused, the other looking understanding. "So Wanda, I take it your husband isn't taking the news of this baby very well."

"Well, I guess you could put it that way…"

"How does it make you feel?" he asked.

"How does what make me feel?" asked Wanda in reply, confused.

"Cosmo."

"When?"

"When he said he didn't want the baby!"

"Oh." Wanda frowned thoughtfully. "Cosmo never said he didn't want the baby."

"Didn't he?" questioned Doctor Phil with a raised eyebrow. He pulled out some cards. "I have it written down here, from interviews we did before, that Cosmo distinctly said he didn't want the baby."

"Cosmo told you that?" said Wanda, shocked. "He never said that to me! I just thought he was jealous…"

"I see, a breakdown in communication in your relationship," said Doctor Phil, nodding in an infuriatingly understanding manner. "How about we get Cosmo out here, and he can tell you for yourself. Come on out Cosmo!" Wanda turned and saw Cosmo fly out onto the stage from behind her, as the audience clapped. He sat in one of the tall chairs next to her and grinned.

"Now Cosmo, you told me that you didn't want this baby. Is that correct?"

"It sure is Phil!" said Cosmo chirpily. "I think it's really dumb!"

"Cosmo!" exclaimed Wanda. "How could you say that!"

"Easy!" he replied. "I just open my mouth and say 'This baby is really dumb'."

"Well it will be if it takes after you," Wanda spat back.

"Oooooh," went the audience. Dr Phil put his hands up.

"Now there's no need for name calling here," he said, trying to calm them down.

"Okay, baldy," said Cosmo. "But now you see what I have to put up with all the time. She's always calling me names!"

"Awwww," went the audience.

"That's not true!" defended Wanda. "I never…"

"Now Wanda, do I have to get out the cards again?" interrupted Dr Phil. "Cosmo was telling us about how he thinks the baby is really dumb. Cosmo?"

"Thanks, Phil," said Cosmo. "As I was saying, I never wanted to have a baby. I just wanted it to be me and Wanda forever. But then she had to go and get all pregnant… Do you know I didn't even think it was mine?"

"Awwww," the audience said again as Cosmo wiped away a tear.

"Now Wanda, why would Cosmo think that?" asked Dr Phil.

"Well it's nothing to do with anything I did," said Wanda defensively. "It's not my fault if he's a jealous, suspicious moron."

"Ooooh," went the audience.

"Wanda, I've seen enough infidelity in my time to know when…"

"I'm not a cheater!" yelled Wanda. "Even though I could have at any time with my much sexier ex-boyfriend."

"Ooooh," went the audience.

"Sure, rub it in that he has more muscles than me," said Cosmo angrily. "Listen missy, I…"

"So who is this ex-boyfriend?" asked Dr Phil, interrupting Cosmo.

"He's Juandissimo Magnifico," said Wanda.

"Ooooh," went the audience, but this time they sounded impressed.

"Are you still attracted to him, Wanda?" asked Dr Phil.

"No!" exclaimed Wanda. "Well, no more than anyone else."

"See!" said Cosmo, pointing a finger at her. "She's practically admitting she still likes him! I even tried to change myself for Wanda, just to be more like Juandissimo. I thought she'd like me more that way." Cosmo put on a pitiable expression.

"Awww," went the audience.

"Cosmo, you're being ridiculous," snapped Wanda. "It's not like it matters anymore anyway. He's going out with my sister now."

Dr Phil leant forward in his seat. "So you're telling me that your ex-boyfriend, who your husband almost killed himself to be like, is now going out with your identical, yet somehow hotter, twin sister?"

"Uhm, yeah," said Wanda.

"This is all very interesting," said Dr Phil. "And how does this make you feel, Cosmo?"

"Well Phil, I feel like… I'm not too sure."

"Well that's typical," muttered Wanda.

"Now, I understand you two have a godchild," continued Dr Phil. "How has he taken this?"

"Well, Timmy had a bit of trouble at the start, but I think he's pretty used to the idea now."

"Well it didn't help when you yelled at him," said Cosmo. "And then when you left us all alone with your father."

"Like you wouldn't have run away to your mother in the same situation," said Wanda defensively. "You're nothing but a needy childish mama's-boy."

"Ooooh," went the audience.

"Well at least my parent isn't in the mob," said Cosmo, sticking out his tongue.

"Daddy is not in the mob!" defended a furious Wanda. "He's just a humble trash man, blessed with many friends."

"Sure he is," said Cosmo, folding his arms and sticking out his tongue.

"Are we done here?" Wanda asked Dr Phil.

"Well, we're done here," said Dr Phil. "But I've just signed you up to appear on Jerry Springer!"

"What!" exclaimed Wanda.

"Then Rikki Lake, then Oprah…a family as screwed up as yours is a ratings gold mine! Let's hear it for Wanda!"

"Wanda! Wanda! Wanda!" the crowd chanted. "Wanda! Wanda! Wanda…"

"Wanda!" shouted Timmy again, shaking his godmother. "Wanda, wake up!"

She jerked awake and looked around, confused as to where she was. "Timmy?"

"Wanda, you're lucky I needed to get up early to get a drink! What are you doing down here?"

"I…I didn't mean to fall asleep…I couldn't get to sleep last night…I was just watching some TV… I had the weirdest dream…"

"Wanda, what if one of my parents came down! They would've seen you! You would have had to go away!"

"I know, Timmy. I'm really sorry…I don't know what I was thinking."

Timmy ears pricked up as he heard his dad trudge down the stairs for his usual morning coffee. "Wanda, go now! Quick, before my dad sees you!"

"Alright, thanks Timmy. And I'm sorry! But at least I learnt a lesson from this."

"What?" Timmy couldn't help but ask.

"That's the last time I eat Cosmo's three cheese surprise before going to bed."

Next night, and another sleepless one for Wanda. This was getting tedious. She felt almost exhausted during the day, yet she still couldn't fall asleep. She felt restless again; she needed to do something. She poofed herself out of the fishbowl, and headed straight for Timmy's door. Creeping out of the room, she stood at the top of the stairs. They plunged into the darkness below her, and she gripped the railings tightly. Carefully putting one foot out, she slowly stepped down. The other foot joined her on the step, and she breathed out with relief. "Okay, adrenalin rush over," she said to herself, and poofed to the foot of the stairs.

Wanda glanced at the lounge chair and television, but kept on going. Through the kitchen to the back door, which she quietly opened and slipped out into the night. The air was cool and fresh, and she breathed in deeply with a smile. She padded out onto the lawn and lay down on the grass. She stared up at the stars glistening coldly down at her. She liked it when it was quiet like this; it reminded her of when the planet was a quieter place. It was nice for fairies to escape the hustle of Fairy World to Earth. But those days were long gone, and she relished the changes and progresses humans had made during her time as a Fairy Godparent. She wondered whether her child would end up out amongst those stars one day, god parenting some poor human child on a space station, or a settled planet. Wanda sighed; that seemed so far off and distant right now.

She turned her head and saw a cat quietly making it's way to her over the grass.

"Hello Cosmo," she said, looking back up at the sky.

"How did you know it was me?" he asked, sitting next to her.

"Cosmo, how many other green cats have you seen?"

He sat quietly next to her for a while, before saying, "I didn't know where you were. How come you're out here?"

"I needed to get out for a bit. I can't sleep."

"Why?"

"Cosmo, you be pregnant next time, and you see how easy it is to sleep," she snapped.

"No thanks!" he said quickly. "Those few hours that once were enough."

"It can't happen anyway sweetie," said Wanda with a smile. She reached up and scratched him behind his ears to make up for snapping at him.

"I'm sorry being pregnant has to be so horrible for you, Wanda," said Cosmo

"Yeah, well, there's not much we can do about it," said Wanda with a smile. "So how come you noticed I was gone anyway?"

"I can't really sleep either," said Cosmo.

"What's keeping you awake?"

"I was thinking," explained Cosmo.

"Oh Cosmo, you know you can't get to sleep when you do that!"

"I know."

"So what were you thinking about?"

"The baby."

"Oh." Wanda was silent for a moment before asking gently, "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Yeah, I do," he said, smiling appreciatively at her.

"Good," said Wanda, smiling back. "I want you to tell me about any worries you might have right now."

"Why?"

"Let's just say I had a weird dream last night." She sighed before taking in a deep breath. "Cosmo, do you hate the baby?"

Cosmo took a long time to answer, and Wanda thought he wasn't going to, until he said, "No, I don't hate it. I guess I…I just hate the idea of everything changing."

"I thought you still might," said Wanda understandingly. "And you're still a little jealous of the baby?"

"Yeah!" said Cosmo, amazed she could know what he was feeling so well. "I guess I just want you all to myself." He glanced at her guiltily. "Is that selfish?"

"Kind of," she answered with a small smile. "But in a sweet way."

"I can learn to share though," said Cosmo. "If I have to."

"I think you just might," said Wanda. "But think about it Cosmo, we'll always have our kid. We'll never have to say goodbye."

"Yeah," said Cosmo with a smile. "I guess that'll be nice." He poofed into his fairy form and lay down next to her, and they stared up at the stars in silence.

"I've wanted this baby for so long," said Wanda eventually, breaking the quiet. "I didn't realise it would be such a drama getting here."

"I guess it has been kind of a drama," agreed Cosmo with a laugh. "I hope it's not this much trouble next time."

They both gasped and looked at each other quickly, then started laughing.

"Let's have this one first Cosmo," said Wanda. "There's only one thing I want right now, and that's to go to sleep."

"I could help you get to sleep," said Cosmo. "If you want me to."

"Sure I do Cosmo," said Wanda, smiling at him.

"Well, when I couldn't sleep, my Mama gave me warm milk so it would make me sleepy." He poofed up two mugs of warm milk. "I hope it helps."

"Thanks sweetie," said Wanda, smiling at him and taking the mug he offered her.

Suddenly, Cosmo said quickly "Wanda, don't move!"

"What?" she asked cautiously, freezing.

"Just don't move," he said again. He leant forward and put his milk on her large pregnant bump. "Now stay like that." Wanda grinned, then began to chuckle. "What?" said Cosmo as Wanda started laughing outright. "I'm just trying to be an interactive parent!" He watched with dismay as Wanda's laughing caused his milk to topple to the ground.

"Never mind sweetie," said Wanda consolingly with a grin. "You can have mine if you like."

"But don't you need it to get to sleep?"

"No," said Wanda, taking his hand and smiling. "I think I'll be okay now."

Authors Note 2- Next time; the final chapter! Stay tuned, folks!