Marceline and Finn spent the month leading up to their wedding in a flurry of activity. Marceline had ordered the Vampire army to increase its ranks, and Malum's companies had begun producing weapons at twice their normal rates. The queen had tried several times, under the watchful eyes of her most capable guards, to meet with high-ranking politicians from the Wizard Kingdom, but they had been unable to reach any agreements. They negotiated for the safe return of their ambassador, but they refused to sign a peace treaty, so Cyrano had been executed.

In addition to her duties as a queen, Marceline had been called upon to make decision after decision about her upcoming wedding. She had been fitted for her dress, a red mermaid-style gown with white beading. She had chosen the menu for the event, and it was decided that the wedding would take place in the castle's main ballroom, and the reception in the gardens at sunset. Marceline and Finn had chosen who would be in the wedding party, and the ceremony was planned down to the final detail.

Finn had spent his time learning how to be a Vampire, and studying the history and laws of the kingdom he would soon rule. He was away from Marceline for most of the day, but they always made a point to have dinner together. They usually dined with visiting dignitaries or other Vampires, but whenever they didn't have guests, they would take their meal outside on the top floor balcony. They would often hold hands while watching the sun go down, and Finn had never felt happier or more content with his life.

Every night, Finn and Marceline would retire to separate rooms until the whole castle was asleep, then the hero would sneak into his fiancé's room and crawl into bed with her. He would hold her, caress her hair, and kiss her, but they never went any further. Although Finn often felt himself wanting to, he knew that Marceline simply wasn't ready, so he waited patiently. Sometimes, Finn would feel the baby kick and lay his head on Marceline's stomach and talk to him for hours. The baby was more active when Finn talked, and Marceline often scolded the hero, but he couldn't help it.

The day before the ceremony, Marceline lay on her bed while Princess Bubblegum examined her. She was there for the wedding rehearsal later that evening, and had decided to give Marceline her second check-up of the week a bit early.

"You're doing wonderful, Marceline," the princess said, stripped off her gloves. "You've not been smoking any more, have you?"

"No," Marceline sighed. "You threatened to stake me if you caught me again."

Princess Bubblegum smiled. She sat down next to the queen and took her hand. She was silent for a while, but Marceline could tell that she wanted to say something.

"Spit it out, Princess," she said.

"Are you happy?" Princess Bubblegum asked, turning to look at her friend. "With the baby and Finn and everything?"

"I'm happy to be with Finn," she answered after much consideration. "But I still wish I'd never seen Ash. I love the baby, but I don't want it. Him," Marceline quickly corrected herself. "If I had it to do over again, I would have never let myself get pregnant."

"Do you think that will change when you have him?" Princess Bubblegum asked.

"I don't know, Bonnie. I hope so, but I just don't know. Glob, you must think I'm awful. I mean, what kind of mother doesn't want her own kid?"

"No," Princess Bubblegum shook her head. "I don't think you're awful at all. To be honest, I can't quite warm up to the idea of you being a mother myself. I mean, I know you'll be good at it, I just can't picture you wiping snotty noses or reading bedtime stories."

Marceline chuckled.

"Me neither, Bon-Bon. Me neither. But Finn is really excited about it, and I'm trying to be excited too."

"That's great," Princess Bubblegum said. She looked away from Marceline, hiding the tears that had formed in her eyes. "That's great."

"Don't do this to me, Bonnie," Marceline whispered. "Not today. Please."

Princess Bubblegum nodded and wiped her eyes. She walked over to Marceline's closet and pulled out the dark purple, knee-length gown made for the rehearsal. She carefully spread it out on the high-backed chair next to Marceline's bed and smiled at her friend.

"You better get dressed," she said. "Rehearsal's in an hour."

Princess Bubblegum turned to leave, but Marceline grabbed her hand and gently turned her around.

"Bonnie, wait."

Princess Bubblegum looked at the queen with her eyebrows raised.

"Never mind."

Marceline watched Princess Bubblegum leave, the unsaid words they had built up for so long hanging in the air between them. The Vampire sighed and slipped out of her clothes and into the dress. She braided her hair and put on enough makeup to cover the dark circles under her eyes. Marceline looked in the mirror, forced herself to smile, and went to find Finn.

That night's wedding rehearsal went smoothly. Marceline had insisted in a simple ceremony, consisting only of the royal vows. The committee in charge of planning the wedding had given Marceline this small victory, and had gone on to make everything else as lavish as possible. The queen had feigned annoyance, but she saw how happy Finn was, and she allowed the committee to do what they wanted.

The rehearsal dinner was held in the castle's small dining room. Marceline and Finn sat at the head of the table, surrounded by Jake, Lady Rainicorn, Princess Bubblegum, Simon, and Hunson. BMO and Neptr were sitting in the corner playing a card game. Thurston, along with an army of kitchen staff, served the food from ornate silver platters, and opened bottle after bottle of red wine from the castle's cellar. Marceline enjoyed being around all her friends, and she realized just how lonely she had been when she was with Ash.

When the dinner was eaten and everyone was reminiscing about the adventures they had together, Marceline noticed Thurston standing near the door, looking bored.

"Come sit down with us, Thurston. Take a break!" She said.

"Oh, no Queen Marceline, I couldn't-"

"Thurston," Princess Bubblegum said, giggling, "as a princess, I order you to sit down!"

"You better listen to her," Simon said. "She is a princess!"

Thurston shrugged and sat down at the table. Marceline smiled, but she was a bit concerned about Princess Bubblegum being drunk. She'd never seen her friend take more than a few sips of wine before, but she had counted at least four glasses within the past hour. She tried to put the worry out of her mind and concentrate on the conversation.

"Oh, bro, I forgot to tell you," Jake said. "Jermaine is going to make it tomorrow after all. He bought train tickets this morning."

"Radical!" Finn exclaimed. He hadn't seen his adoptive brother in a few years.

"Will your parents be attending the wedding, King Finn?" Thurston asked.

The room fell silent, and Thurston realized he had made a mistake.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"

"It's okay, Thurston," Finn said. "Really. My Mom and Dad are dead. They died when I was ten, and Jake took me in." Marceline placed her hand over Finn's and smiled at him reassuringly. "I don't know who my biological parents are."

Hunson coughed and nearly dropped his glass in surprise.

"You've never been told about your biological parents?" He asked.

"No, I've never known anyone who knew them," Finn replied. Sudden realization crossed his face. "Why, did you?"

"Not personally," Hunson replied. "Look Finn, it's a long story. After dinner, why don't we make a quick trip to the Nightosphere and I can tell you all about it."

"Sure!" Finn exclaimed.

Finn tried to make small talk throughout the rest of the meal, but Marceline could tell that he was uninterested in anything but what her father knew. She was surprised that he had never mentioned knowing about Finn's parents, and wondered when their paths had crossed. Hunson rarely had anything to do with mortals, unless he was sucking their souls.

After the dessert course had been eaten and the last glass of wine drank, Finn and Marceline showed their guests to their rooms for the night and met Hunson back in the dining hall. He had loosened his tie and drawn a smiley face on the wall, then doused it in bug milk.

"You kids ready?" Hunson asked.

"Yeah!"

Marceline smiled and grabbed Finn's hand. She noticed that he was shaking, and realized just how important it was for him to find out where he came from.

"Maloso vobiscum et cum spiritum!" Hunson chanted.

The castle wall cracked open and a fiery portal opened. Hunson stepped through and looked back at his daughter and her fiancé. Finn looked at Marceline, suddenly unsure. She nodded and together they stepped through the portal.

They found themselves in Hunson's office. The room was dominated by a large black desk; behind it stood a black leather chair, with two matching chairs in front. Behind the desk was a huge window that looked out on the chaos and destruction of the Nightosphere. Hunson gestured for Finn and Marceline to sit down while he studied the spines of old leather-bound books on a floor-to-ceiling shelf.

"It's okay," Marceline whispered, smiling at Finn.

"Here it is!" Hunson exclaimed.

He pulled a book from the shelf and took his place behind the desk.

"Now Finn, this may be a bit hard for you to hear," Hunson warned.

"I don't care," Finn said. "I just want to know who I am."

"Very well," Hunson replied. "As you know, humans are prized as a delicacy among both the Rainicorn and Demon peoples, but they were all but extinct because of the Great Mushroom War. A group of Rainicorn scientists were working in Ooo when they discovered a lost tribe of people, remarkably similar to humans living underground in a near-utopian society. Many of these humans were mutated, some more than others, with the most common mutations ranging from the presence of gills to a full fish body on their heads.

"The Rainicorns approached me about a plan to create a human without the genetic mutations, and I put my top scientists on the job. Together, the Demons and Rainicorns catalogued every mutant, and chose two who were as close to normal as possible for their breeding program. The male, M-2519, was considered to have an average intelligence and body type, with the presence of gills, although they were somewhat under-formed. There's a picture in here somewhere…"

Hunson opened the book and flipped around until he found the page he was looking for. He turned the book around, and Finn and Marceline leaned in to look. The picture showed a tall, lanky blond man who greatly resembled Finn. The hero inhaled sharply and looked at Marceline.

"Your father," she whispered.

Hunson nodded.

"The woman, F-2887, was the least mutated of all, with no gill presence. She was heavily muscled, tall, and her intelligence was listed as 'under average'."

Hunson turned the page, revealing a woman who was quite familiar to Finn.

"Susan Strong!" He gasped.

"You know this woman?" Hunson asked. "It was assumed that she was dead."

"That's Susan Strong! I discovered her living underground and…It's a long story. What happened next?"

"Well," Hunson replied, "The female, Susan, became pregnant after several years of trying. The scientists were beginning to think she was sterile as a result of the radiation, but her pregnancy was discovered just before they shut the project down. Over the next nine months, F-2887 was kept under careful watch. During that time, someone let it slip that her child would be bred for food, and she was greatly upset. She claimed that she loved her child, and wanted to keep it. That night, she and M-2519 ran away. They were tracked to a nearby mountain range, and M-2519 was killed in a stand-off with two of the Demons sent to recover them. F-2887 escaped, and was never found. I put a stop to the project, as I felt it was too risky for such little reward. We assumed that the female died, along with her baby, until I met you. When I saw Marceline with you the first time, I was surprised but I thought you knew already."

Finn stared at Hunson for a long moment.

"Susan is my mom," he whispered. "And I was born…to be food?"

Hunson sighed.

"Originally, yes. I can understand that you'll need some time to process all this and I completely understand. I can take you back to the Vampire Kingdom and we can ta-"

Hunson was interrupted when the door to his office swung open.

"Hey, King Abadeer, I was…Mar-Mar?"

Finn turned around and reached for his sword behind his back. A cold panic gripped his heart when he realized that it was back in the Vampire Castle.

"Stay the fuck away from her, Ash," Finn warned.

Finn stepped between Marceline and Ash, his fists in front of him.

"Ash, this is a bad time," Hunson said. "Please come back later."

"I'm so happy to see you, Mar-Mar!" Ash cried.

Marceline stepped out from behind Finn, gently pushing him away, and looked at Ash.

"What are you doing here?" She asked struggling to keep her voice even.

"Did you expect me to make it to the 50th dead world? Nah, Mar-Mar, I'm evil, remember? Glob, I've miss you so much."

Ash stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Marceline. She flinched, and did not return the hug, but she didn't pull away either. Finn felt tears spring into his eyes as he watched Marceline's hands gently rise to Ash's back. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and he looked up to see Hunson, his mouth set in a tight frown.

"Mar-Mar, can you ever forgive me?" Ash asked.

"Get away from her!" Finn tried to sound strong, but his voice came out whiney and childlike.

"Hush, Finn," Marceline ordered, her voice thick with emotion.

Finn stepped back, shocked and confused.

"You know what, Ash?" She whispered in his ear.

"What, babe?"

"You come near me or my child or my husband and I'll rip your throat out!"

Marceline slapped Ash, leaving three long, bloody scratches on his face. Before anyone could react, he pulled back his fist and punched Marceline with all his strength. She fell on the ground, and Ash kicked her, aiming for her stomach. Finn grabbed him by his hair, just as Ash had grabbed Marceline so many times before, and threw him out of the office, closing and locking the door behind him.

"What the fuck is he doing walking in your office like he owns the place?" Finn screamed, turning on Hunson.

"I didn't want you two to find out about this," Hunson said. "Ash works for me. He sought me out after I killed him and I realized just how powerful he is. I would be a fool to waste his potential because of what happened with Marceline!"

Finn looked at Hunson in disgust and helped Marceline off the floor. He led her through the open portal, closing it behind him, ignoring Hunson's protests. Finn pulled Marceline close to his chest and she buried her face in his suit. When she pulled back, Finn gently took her face in his hands and examined her eye. It was already swelling and turning purple from Ash's punch.

"It's not too bad," he lied. "Want me to get some ice to put on it?"

"No, I think I'm just going to go to bed," Marceline replied.

"Okay. Everyone's asleep; I'll just go with you."

Marceline looked down.

"Finn, I think I need some time alone, okay?"

"Oh, yeah, that's fine," Finn said. He was confused and hurt.

"It's not that I'm mad or anything, Finn," Marceline assured him. "I just need some time to think. I'm sure you do to, after learning everything about your parents."

"Yeah, you're right," Finn said. "See you tomorrow."

Finn kissed Marceline and she hugged him tightly before going to her room. As much as she loved the hero, she was having trouble processing everything that had happened that day, and felt that she could do it much better alone. The queen opened her drawer and found a simple silk nightgown and slipped it over her head. She didn't bother to unbraid her hair before falling into bed, exhausted.

Marceline was just drifting into sleep when someone knocked on her door. Groaning, Marceline stood up and opened the door, expecting to see Finn. Instead it was Princess Bubblegum, wearing a thin nightgown and holding two bottle of wine.

"You didn't get a bachelorette party," the princess giggled. "So we're gonna have one now!"

"Bonnie, you're drunk. Go back to your room," Marceline said.

She tried to lead Princess Bubblegum back to her room, but she pulled away and flopped down on Marceline's bed.

"I brought wine," Princess Bubblegum called in a sing-song voice.

"You know I can't drink. You're the one who said that, remember?"

"Fuck it, you only get married once, right?"

Marceline sighed and took one of the bottles from the princess. She dug the cork out with her fingernail and tipped it back. As soon as the red liquid poured down her throat, Marceline felt herself relax.

"What's on your mind, Bonnie?" She asked.

"Nothing. Everything," Princess Bubblegum replied. "So, did you find out anything about Finn's parents from your dad?"

Marceline took another long drink from the bottle and sat it down, realizing that it was now only a third full.

"Yeah. Turns out, he's the result of some breeding experiment that Demons and Rainicorns started to raise human meat."

"That's donked up," Princess Bubblegum said. "Oh Glob, what happened to your eye?"

"Ash," Marceline replied.

"Huh?"

"He's working for my dad in the Nightosphere."

Without warning, Marceline began to cry. She drained the wine bottle and took the other from Princess Bubblegum.

"He walked into the office and-and he said my name and it just felt so good. He hugged me and I realized how much I miss him. I want him back, Bonnibel. I know it's crazy, but I want him back."

"Oh, Marcy, no," Princess Bubblegum whispered. "You were with him for a few minutes, and look, this is what you got for it."

Princess Bubblegum used her thumb to trace the bruise around Marceline's eye. She pulled the Vampire into her lap, and looked into her eyes for a long moment. Before she could talk herself out of it, the princess leaned down and kissed Marceline gently. She pulled away and looked at the Vampire, waiting for her reaction. Much to the princess' surprise, Marceline pulled her back in for a second kiss, this one more urgent than the last. The princess slowly undid Marceline's braid, and ran her fingers through her hair.

Princess Bubblegum found the straps to Marceline's gown and slipped them off her shoulders, revealing her small breasts. Marceline wrapped her legs around Princess Bubblegum's waist and leaned into her body. She found the princess' nipple with her mouth and nibbled at it gently before sinking her fangs into the sensitive flesh and drinking a bit of the pink from her body. Princess Bubblegum let out a high-pitched moan of pleasure and pain, and pushed Marceline onto her back.

She gently straddled the queen, careful not to press on her stomach, and trailed her lips down from her neck, to her breasts, the swell of her stomach, and over one of her thighs. Princess Bubblegum gently parted the queen's legs and lowered her head. Marceline moaned and tangled a bit of the princess' gummy hair around her fingers.

After a few moments, Marceline ran her hand down Princess Bubblegum's back and positioned her fingers outside her opening. When she entered her, the princess moaned and pushed back against Marceline's hand, meeting her thrusts. Soon, the queen felt an orgasm run through her body, the first she'd had in a long time, and Princess Bubblegum's body clenched around her fingers. They fell back on the bed in each others arms and fell asleep within seconds.

The next morning, Marceline woke up surrounded by warmth.

"Morning, Finn," she mumbled, turning over to cuddle with her fiancé.

Marceline nearly screamed when she saw that it was Princess Bubblegum, rather than Finn, sleeping next to her. She scrambled off the bed and stared at the woman who had been lying next to her.

"Bonnibel, wake up!" She screamed.

Princess Bubblegum shot up in bed and looked around wildly.

"Marceline? Ugh."

The princess lay back against the pillows and rubbed her forehead.

"What's going on, Marcy?" She asked.

"We got drunk and fucked last night, Bonnibel. Don't you remember?"

"I do," Princess Bubblegum whispered.

The two women stared at each other in silence for a long time. Marceline kicked the blankets around on the floor until she found her nightgown and slipped it on. She busied herself by brushing out her hair, waiting for the princess to leave. When she didn't, Marceline turned around and looked at her, lost for words.

"Finn will be awake any minute," she managed to say. "You better go back to your room."

"What?" Princess Bubblegum looked hurt. "You mean you're going to go through it? Last night didn't mean anything to you?"

"What are you talking about, Bonnie? We got drunk, and made a mistake. Why would that change anything?"

"You're still going to marry Finn?"

"Of course I am! You can't honestly expect me to drop everything because we fucked, can you?" Marceline cried.

"No," Princess Bubblegum replied, her head down. "I guess not."

The princess pulled on her nightgown and smoothed her hair before storming out of the room, slamming the door behind her. Marceline sat down on the edge of her bed and placed her head in her hands. She felt the tears come, and wondered how she could ever face Finn again.

A/N: Thanks for reading! How do you feel about Finn's parent? Ash's reapparence? What happened with PB and Marceline? Leave a review and let me know!