Unfinished Business
"Congratulations Mrs McKenzie!" Omen gave Christie a tight hug when she and Reno came into the Seventh Heaven. Christie looked absolutely gorgeous in her wedding dress. She hugged Omen back and gave him a smile. "Is it Mrs McKenzie? Or are you keeping your name or double barrelling it?"
"Nope, from this day on I am no longer a Wilson," She said. "From now on I am Mrs Christie McKenzie. Until we get a divorce then it's straight back to Wilson."
"Which is weird because I thought ye'd be tae independent tae change yer last name," Nevina commented, making Christie laugh. "Ah but it's great tae see ye get married. I better be next though."
"Well Tifa caught the flowers so who knows," Christie shrugged. She looked at me and I smiled, nodding at her. "No congratulations from the Maid of Honour?"
"Fine, alright," I said jokingly, hugging Christie tightly. "You nothing's really changed apart from a name change and a husband? You'll still the the short-fused warrior we've grown to know and love."
"That's be great, a bunch of psychotic ginger children," Nevina quipped with a smile.
"Let's hope not," Omen said. "No offense or anything Chris. Knowing our luck they'll be just like you."
"That's not a bad thing," Christie defended.
"It depends on who you are," I shrugged, making the bride push me gently.
"Thanks Angie."
"No problem," I said smiling. "But anyway, let's go to the party, you have to have your dance with Reno."
"That can wait, I've never been a good dancer," Christie smiled. "I'm gonna go find Cloud and tease him about marrying Tifa, join me later." She went off and left the three of us behind at the bar. Omen then grinned and turned to me.
"What about you and Vincent? When's the wedding?" I laughed at his comment and shook my head.
"We're still a new couple I don't want to scare him," I told them. "But maybe, one day."
"Jist don't get married before me because that'll be a real kicker tae me," Nevina smiled. "Even if that means waiting ten year."
"I'm sure you'll be married before then," I told her. "But it's far too early for me to be thinking about that. I just want to enjoy the moment." To be honest it was still like a dream. Part of me didn't believe that it was real. But I was glad it was.
"Christie for the love of Utopia calm down!" I yelled over her screaming. We were in the hospital and she was in extreme pain. She didn't believe her water had broke when she had another month before her due date. A year and a bit after her wedding and she was already having her first child.
"Calm down Angie! There is a person ready to come out of my vagina so I'm sorry if I'm a little edgy!" She screamed in pain again. "Reno once this thing is out of me I'm going to kill you!" She gripped on to Reno's hand and gripped it as the doctor's got ready to deliver her daughter. "Fuck why didn't anyone give me fucking drugs to numb this!"
"Mrs McKenzie please focus and push," The doctor said. Christie screamed more as she pushed and soon after Reno was in pain too.
"Christie I think my hand's broken," He said. Christe glared at him as he pulled his hand away.
"Why don't you give birth to this baby and see how much that hurts!" She snapped, crying out in pain.
Fourteen hours of labour and Christie finally gave birth to her daughter. Soon after she was taken back to her ward to rest and Reno had to get his hand x-rayed. Turns out that she did break his hand but he didn't mind since it was his right hand and he's left handed.
Christie held her baby when she had calmed down from the pain she was in. I came in after I told everyone she had given birth. They all knew it was a girl, they just hadn't decided on a name yet.
"Hey," I said gently. Christie smiled as I sat down beside her. "Reno came in yet?"
"Nah, probably getting his hand fixed up," She said, making me chuckle a bit. "You know, I've faught Sin, Vegnangun, Sephiroth, died and had so many injuries I've lost count... and never have I experienced such pain as giving birth," I laughed a bit more at that. "My own fault for thinking I could handle it."
"You could have done worse," I remarked off-handedly. "Everyone's knackered but they're going to visit tomorrow," Christie nodded, rocking her baby gently. "She has your mouth and nose."
"And Reno's eyes," Christie finished, looking down at her child adoringly. This was a totally different side to Christie. People really change when they have children.
"Thought of a name?" Before Christie could answer Reno came through the door, smiling ad kissing Christie's forehead.
"Hey beautiful," Christie gave him a deadpan look.
"Reno I've been in labour for fourteen hours I look like shit," She laughed and handed the baby to Reno, who held her very carefully, sitting on the bed beside his wife.
"I was asking Christie if she has a name yet," I said. Christie looked at Reno and then at her baby.
"I like Allison," She said. "Well an 'A' name at least."
"What about Isabelle? I think she looks like one," Reno asked. Christie shook her head then mumbled something. "Hm?"
"I still think she should have an 'A' name," She said. Then it seemed to hit her. "I know, how about Adrianne? That's a nice name."
"Well does she like it?" I asked. Christie leaned over her child and smiled gently.
"Hello Adrianne McKenzie," The baby cooed a little and Christie smiled. "Alright, she's decided."
"Hey Addy," Reno smiled. I had never felt so happy before. Then again I never believed Christie would have children.
A year afterwards I was in the same hospital. Not for Christie but for myself. Vincent held our youngest child while I held the oldest and middle of the triplets. I thought it was impossble as triplets or twins didn't run in either of our families. Yet I gave birth to three boys.
Christie, Omen and Nevina came into the room, wanting to see my children. I thought they would wait until tomorrow to visit but I suppose they couldn't wait.
"Hi," Omen smiled, looking at my boys. "Awww they're so cute."
"They all got their mummy's eyes," Nevina pointed out. True enough they all had the piercing turquiose eyes like my own. I nodded in agreement to Nevina's statement. "Can we hold them?"
"One each, and I promise I won't steal them because I can't have kids of my own," Omen joked as I handed he and Nevina my children and Vincent passed the youngest carefully to Christie. "They actually are so cute... end up being mummy's boys though I bet."
"So you named them yet?" Christie changed the subject before Omen could crack more quips. I nodded and looked to Nevina.
"Nevina's holding the oldest. Loz Grimoire Rhaopsodos-Valentine," I said. Vincent and I weren't married yet but I still wanted his name in his children's names. "Omen has Yazoo Faram Rhapsodos-Valentine and Christie you're holding..."
"Can I guess?" She said, knowing the answer. "Kadaj Oblivion Rhapsodos-Valentine? Guess you wanted to name them after your parents as a tribute?"
"Yeah, sort of," I nodded, looking at Nevina and Omen. Who looked as though they would burst out giggling. "What is it?" The kept quiet, making me raise my eyebrow. "You knew?"
"Ehh... aye a wee bit," Nevina admitted. "But c'mon did ye think ye'd believe us if we telt ye ye'd be givin' birth tae Sephiroth's Remants?" I couldn't help but laugh at that.
"No I suppose not," I said. "But that's going to make me worry about them even more."
"Yeah I suppose triplets who are Remnants of the Planet's enemy might cause a few nervous breakdowns," Christie smiled, then carefully got something out of her pocket, giving me something. "This is a little gift I found while I was walking around Midgar," It was Vincent's Cerberus keychain that was on his gun. We thought it was lost forever. I smiled in thanks at Christie. "But anyway, one of your sons has to get married to Addy when they're older so we can finally be official family."
"And if Adrianne marries another man?" I asked.
"I'll have another kid, but I'll drug myself up for the birth this time," Christie laughed. And here I thought one was enough for her. "Right let's go before these two run off with Loz and Yazoo and make their own dysfunctional family."
"She saw right through us," Omen grinned at Nevina who only shrugged.
"The plan wis dead transparent," We laughed before the three of them handed back our children and then left for the night. They'd probably visit tomorrow.
Four years onwards and our lives seemed peaceful in the sense that no one wanted to destroy the Planet. Being a mother was incredibly difficult, especially when it was three boys who faught with one another at times. Thankfully I wasn't alone raising them, I still had Vincent and he proved to be an amazing father. I still had commitments to keep regardless. Finding Genesis, visiting my Mother and being a full fledged active member of the WRO. Reeve had now promoted me to Second-in-command and Yuffie was now the official head of Espionage and Intelligence Gathering and worked closely with Nevina, who still helped from time to time when she wasn't busy with photography, something she said she always wanted to do.
I sat in front of my Mother's grave, replacing the flowers with new ones like I always did. I was smiling now. I always smiled when I spoke to my Mother, knowing that she, Fina and Oblivion were listening.
"Yeah, Nevina's finally finished her photography course," I smiled. "She's put a lot of her photos back up around her house too. She's really happy she managed to do what she wanted," I rubbed the back of my head, trying to think of others things to fill in on. "Oh, Christie's still adamant about Adrianne marrying one of my sons. I'm pretty sure it will actually happen now but you never know... um... I think that's it. I'm still sorry that I haven't found Genesis yet but I'm trying so hard. Everything's just getting back to normal in the WRO after Deepground. Even after five years but it takes time." I stood up and wiped any dirt off my trousers and smiled. "I'll see you in a month Mother, bye."
"Excuse me?" I turned around, seeing a figure in the dark. It was a male voice but that was all I could make out. "Are you Angevale Rhapsodos?"
"I am... and you are?" I asked carefully. I had Memoria Ensis with me so I felt safe in case he tried to attack me. I did hear a click and noticed he was holding something.
"I've been... sent to kill you," He told me, making me draw my sword. "You're responsible for killing my father."
"I don't know who you are but I assure you I only did that for the greater good," I didn't know who his father was. It couldn't have been one of the Superiors... I never knew who the father to Minerva's child was but I suspected Atrum Unus.
"Look this isn't easy for me if I don't kill you I'm a dead man," He argued. He sounded desperate. As though this wasn't what he wanted to do.
"Then walk away," I reasoned.
"I can't! You're the reason my father's dead!" I lit my hand with flames and got a look at the man's face, which shocked me to my core. No... that couldn't be... red hair... yellow-gold eyes... no...
"No... no I'm not responsible!" I yelled. I had finally accepted it wasn't my fault. I held no blame. "Oblivion didn't die because of me! He can't be your father he didn't have a son! Fina miscarried!"
"Even thought that my mother lied!" The man yelled back. He looked almost exactly like Oblivion, now that I think about it their voices were similar too. "I have to kill you, I'm sorry..."
"If you Oblivion's son you wouldn't do this."
"You think I want to!" He kept yelling. Just like a child. He readied his weapons, two silver stakes, and closed his eyes. "I have to..."
Without warning a fireball blasted the man who claimed to be Oblivion's son. He backed away before retracting his stakes and backing off. In front of me stood a man in a red coat, he had auburn air and held... Genesis' sword.
"Stay away from my sister," My brother ordered in a low tone. The man stared at us but he didn't run. He then smiled the way Oblivion used to.
"Estranged family reunion then?"
I didn't know what to think. A man who claims to be Oblivion's son is sent to kill me and my brother conviently appears to protect me... I honestly didn't know what to think. But one thing that, strangely enough, crossed my mind was that it had been fifteen years since I first journeyed with Christie, Grace and Lysander. Fifteen years since this had all started.
And that... that's it. This story is complete. Something I felt was so far away. Well there is one more story that needs to be told: Nevina's. It's called Folding Stars and it's just a short story, well certainly shorter than all the others I've written. Hope you enjoy it and enjoyed this story.
