A/N: Enjoy! This one's by moi ;)

Back and forth.

Wanda was pacing. She paced when she was worried, when she was angry, when she was waiting, when she was feeling guilty. But tonight, she was feeling all four.

Wanda glanced over at the alarm clock on their bedroom nightstand. It blinked back angry, fiery red numbers – it was almost one in the morning. She could feel her body begin to wear down. After a day like today, she needed her sleep. Perhaps even more sleep. But she couldn't go to bed, not without making amends with Cosmo. So she continued to pace – back and forth, back and forth like a robot, waiting for someone to turn her off with a simple switch.

But before she knew it, she felt hot tears, rolling down her cheeks. She could hear her own sobs, bouncing off the floor where she had collapsed, and back into her ears. She took slow, deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. Cosmo was going to come back – he always did. And when he did, they would kiss and make up, letting all of their earlier remarks fall away, leaving only their love to support them.

Warm hands wrapped around her form. Cosmo came back, she smiled to herself. Strong arms picked her up, and gently placed her on their bed. She wiped away her tears from her cheeks with the backs of her hands, before opening her pink eyes, smiling.

"Hello my love."

"Juandissimo!" Wanda yelped in surprised, and she nearly fell off the bed. But his strong arms stopped her from falling, and placed her back on her bed. She backed away from him, moving up closer to the headboard of the bed. Her knees tucked into her torso, and her eyes were wide with surprise.

"My love, I am here in your time of need." He said, flexing his muscles, and dramatically ripping his shirt apart repeatedly.

Wanda shook her head, her hair already out of her normal bun, and falling around her shoulders. They stuck to her lips and wet cheeks because of her tears, as she shook her head. "No, no, Juandissimo, you have to leave. Cosmo will be back any minute, and you're just going to bring up another fight."

"Cosmo," Juandissimo practically spat his name out of his mouth with hatred. "Cosmo is not worthy of your beauty and love." He perked up with his next statement: "But, I, my beautiful Wanda, am worthy of your love, your beauty, your everything." Again, he ended his turn with a dramatic ripping of his shirt.

Wanda sniffed back her tears, and tucked a piece of pink hair behind her ear. She poofed from her bed, to in front of her dresser mirror. She wiped away the rest of her lingering tears, and began to attempt to make herself look presentable for when Cosmo came back. Maybe if Wanda just ignored him, Juandissimo would just go away. But Juandissimo appeared behind her, and placed his hands on her shoulders. Before she could protest, he began to knead her tense shoulders. Wanda's open mouth slowly closed, as well as her eyes, and she felt her body turn completely into goo in his hands. "Oh my God…" she moaned, her head leaning back.

"You are so tense, my love. You are over-working your body – and you are under appreciated. Come to me, let me love you. I will treat you like the beautiful woman you are…" his voice became deeper, huskier, as he leaned closer to her ear. She turned to attempt to resist him, to remind him that she was deeply in love with Cosmo, when his lips met hers. He took control immediately, deepening the kiss. It wasn't like Cosmo's sweet, tender kisses. He was urgent, and demanding. He was just like she remembered.

She began to turn in Juandissimo's arms, her hands out in front of her, ready to push him away, and poof him into some ugly animal for taking advantage of her while she was weak. Her hands were just about to push him away, when she felt another presence in the room, and heard a voice.

"Wanda, I –"

Wanda pushed Juandissimo away more roughly than she had planned, and looked over. Cosmo stared at her, shock and hurt in his eyes. Tears were welling up, and threw his hand out, angrily pointing at the two of them. "So this is why you broke your promise!" he cried out.

Wanda shook her head, pushing away her hair away face urgently. "Cosmo, no, it's not what-"

"No!" he screamed. Wanda took a step back from him in shock. Cosmo had never raised his voice at her like this. She watched him, as he continued to point at herself and Juandissimo in anger. "No more lying! Don't you lie to me!" his breath was uneven and heavy, as he stepped closer to her.

Wanda stood still, frozen in her spot. Cosmo was closer than close to her; she could feel his body heat against her skin. He looked her dead in the eye, when he said quietly, with regret lingering in his voice, "I want a divorce."

He was gone when the shock lifted from her body. Her hot tears were rolling down her cheeks, off her jawbone, and onto the floor, where she was on all fours. Her stomach was doing flips; she wanted to throw up. This couldn't be happening. Sure, things had been kind of rough for them the past few months, but they could get through it. They always did.

She pushed herself up onto her ankles, trying to steady her stomach. She looked around and noticed Juandissimo had left. She gave herself a pitiful scoff. Of course he had.

She picked herself up on the floor, moving over into the bathroom. She leaned over the sink, coughing, trying to keep her stomach down. She breathed slowly, looking at herself in the mirror. But she broke down again, the tears rushing from her eyes. Cosmo wasn't coming back. Cosmo wasn't going to poof into their bathroom, pick her up, and tell her that she was being silly for thinking he was going to leave her. He wasn't going to tell her that everything would be okay. She fell to the floor, and leaned against the sink, sobbing into her knees. She was alone. Without Cosmo, she didn't know what to do with herself.