Gah, it's so close to the end now! I know I've said that a couple times, but it really is nearing the end. In fact, I don't know why I didn't just say this, but THIS IS THE SECOND LAST CHAPTER: THE PENULTIMATE CHAPTER WHERE I AM EXPECTING MORE THAN THREE REVIEWS OR YOU MAY NOT SEE THE FINAL CHAPTER FOR A WHILE!
Yeah, I know I just made that rant about reviews on the last chapter, but it was kind of meant as a heads up for this… I'm not trying to sound greedy or like a dick for expecting at least four or five reviews, but it would be nice to hear from more people, especially since I put quite a bit of effort into this. Sorry to my regular reviewers, but this does mean that you will have to wait a bit if there isn't an ample amount.
Wow, hopefully that didn't make me come off as overly angry; I swear I just wanted to get my point across. I'll just start the chapter so people don't start getting freaked out by my ranting.
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CruelRuin: I definitely don't think I deserve the praise that you've so graciously given to me. Your kind words and such flatter me, but I'm certainly no literary genius; I'm an efficient writer perhaps, but definitely not deserving of a higher title. In truth, I'm not even sure I did do all the things you pointed out, but if it made sense to you then I suppose that makes me accidentally skilled :P
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AnriMia24: I almost feel bad for causing you all of this distress as of late. I know that you were rooting for mudshipping the most, but knew right from the start that there would be some unfortunate events stopping that from happening. I must apologize again, for the events of the other night take up about a third of this chapter, so you may find yourself saddened again *shields self and hides cookies*. My only advice if you aren't at least feeling a bit better from the ending of this chapter, look forward to the final one. I won't say why, but… well, yeah, just do it :P
bearclaw13: I'm surprised that you stuck around with all those opposing shipping preferences. Honestly, if I had been in your position, I probably wouldn't have stayed long, but I'm glad you find my story intriguing :). It's also relieving to get a non-mudshipper's opinion, because everyone else seems quite biased towards the events that aren't all happy for Isaac and Mia, so I thank you for your input. And nice, another FE nerd! I wish I had the motivation to write an FE fic, but Intelligent Systems already does an amazing job of shipping through the support system, so I feel like I'd just be expanding on something that can already be done in-game.
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A New Beginning
It was late; he'd lost track of time. Luna was out of view from the window by the couch on which Isaac and Jenna were huddled against each other. The fireplace offered minimal warmth in the chilly night, and both adepts were apparently grateful for the company of one another. After some time, Jenna sat up, causing both of them to wince at the slight cold in the spots where they were once huddled. She looked at him and smiled apologetically, though Isaac felt no reason for her to apologize to him.
"Thank you, Isaac, for being a true friend. I'm not sure anyone else would have been so compassionate after hearing my story."
Isaac gave her a small smile and wiped the old tear streaks from his face. "Don't mention it, Jenna. I should be thanking you as well. No one really tried to relate to me, they all just wanted to distract me from my pain. You were the only one who actually sympathized with me."
She gave his hand a light squeeze before slowly standing up, much to his surprise. "You're too kind, Isaac. I don't think I deserve such praise for my selfishness. Anyway, it's late out and I woke you up in the first place. I should be on my way home if you're going to get any rest."
"Wait, Jenna," he said, grasping her wrist as she let go of his hand, "I, uh, well, it's not that safe out here at night. I don't mind if you… if you stay here for the night. It'll save you the trouble of heading all the way back to Kalay… I mean that is if you want to stay…"
She gave him a quizzical look before saying anything, "A-are you sure that's all right? I don't want to feel like I'm intruding…"
"It's not a problem. You aren't being an intruder, Jenna; you're a guest in my home. True, you wound up here under… unusual circumstances, but I'm glad that you did."
The Mars adept quickly wrapped Isaac in a tight squeeze. He couldn't say he wasn't expecting her embrace, but she was stronger than he remembered.
"Isaac, I can't thank you enough for your generosity." With that, she let go of him and made her way to the spare bedroom. He watched as she entered the room and quietly shut the door behind her.
Though he was tired, Isaac couldn't seem to fall asleep. He stared at the ceiling of his bedroom, wondering what was keeping him awake; however, he knew the reason, for it had been the same reason he'd lacked sleep for the past two and a half months.
He was alone.
Yet at the same time, he wasn't alone. Jenna and Garet were now faced with a difficult situation as well. They both understood his pain, and could sympathize by relating his pain to their own. He figured it must be worse for them, since they would still see each other all the time. That was the question though: was it worse to be forever separated from the love of your life or have to see them every day knowing that you could never be? Neither situation sounded better to him.
A familiar sound caught his attention, and Isaac turned towards the doorway. The choke of a breath and a light moan floated in through his doorway. She must have thought he was asleep to allow herself to cry so openly again. He'd never known the volume of Jenna's sobs could reach his room from the spare bedroom through both closed doors, but he was sure that that was the sound he was hearing. Carefully sliding out of bed, Isaac made his way downstairs to check on her.
Once he reached the door, however, he hesitated. Though she was in his house, she deserved her privacy. He had spent much of his time earlier comforting her, so the least he could do now was let her express her sorrow. But no, he wasn't the type of person to leave someone alone in their pain. He knew what it was like to be hurt and alone. Maybe he couldn't heal the emotional wounds, but he would never abandon his friends in their time of need. At least she wouldn't be alone. Breathing deeply, Isaac lightly rapped on the door.
"Jenna… can I come in?" His question was followed by silence. Perhaps she thought he would go away if she stopped crying. Suddenly he was regretting his decision to interrupt her privacy, but it was too late to turn back now. Sighing, he slowly turned the doorknob and peeked his head into the room.
To his surprise, she was not pretending to sleep, or even lying down in the bed for that matter. She sat upright on the edge of the bed, the starlight coming in through the window and illuminating most of her figure. From what he could see, she seemed to be examining some sort of jeweled bracelet on her wrist as she wept. Cautiously as he could, Isaac quietly stepped into the room and made his way towards her.
"I'm sorry for waking you again," she said without looking up from her wrist. "I'll be alright, Isaac. You can go back to sleep."
He took a seat beside her and examined the bracelet as well. It was gold with what appeared to be a platinum lining. Light pink jewels of some sort lined the top section, and overall it had a very regal and expensive look to it. He didn't have to ask if Garet had gotten it for her, it seemed obvious enough.
"It was a gift for our ten-year anniversary," she said, realizing that he wasn't going to go back upstairs. "I always kind of knew he wanted to propose, but he never really had the guts to do it. I didn't care though; I just knew that everything would be alright as long as we were together. I never thought that I might end up ruining everything."
Isaac wrapped his arm around her back and rubbed her arm as she began to cry again. After a while, he gently motioned for her to lie down.
"You should get some sleep, Jenna. I'll stay here with you until you fall asleep so that you won't feel alone. Don't worry about me, I'll be able to sleep once I know that you're okay."
Without arguing, Jenna nodded shakily and climbed under the white covers. Isaac took a seat in the chair by the window and gazed out at the stars. The gentle twinkling was both a calming sensation and a painful one. Much like the sunset, the clear night sky brought back memories of Mia. He would have sat sulking in silence if Jenna had not murmured something from behind him.
"Erm… Isaac? Do you think maybe… you could lie in the bed with me?"
That was certainly an awkward question under any circumstances. Isaac felt his cheeks grow hot, something that hadn't happened in a very long time, at the idea of crawling into bed with his ex-girlfriend, not to mention that she was his best friend's recently separated pseudo fiancée. He wasn't even sure how to respond. He didn't want to say yes exactly, but he didn't want to offend her by saying no.
"I-I'm sorry," she said before he could respond, "that was a really stupid question. I just thought maybe if you did it might help me relax as if… he were still here…"
The Venus adept understood what she was trying to say at once. She hadn't meant to make an awkward situation, she simply wanted to sleep under the same conditions she had when she had Garet. It eased his nerves a bit to know her reasoning, but he still felt somewhat uncomfortable as he lay down on the bed beside her. He felt like he was betraying Mia in some way. The Mercury adept was no longer with him, so he couldn't technically betray her anymore, but this just felt… wrong. On the other hand, there was a certain rightness to this wronging. He was uncomfortable with the knowledge that it was Jenna, yet the feeling of being so close to someone in his sad situation was, well, soothing. If he closed his eyes, it would almost seem as though it were Mia lying beside him.
A pair of arms circled around his torso from the side, slightly breaking his thoughts of Mia.
"Thank you, Isaac. You're really too good to me."
Maybe it was because he was imagining Mia, not Jenna. Maybe it was because he was feeling just as alone as the woman beside him. Maybe it was because he longed to feel loved once again in a way that was more than just platonic. Whatever the reason was, Isaac wouldn't be able to say exactly what compelled him to do what he did next. He knew it wasn't what Jenna wanted him to do. He knew that, if anything, she would push him away if he did it. But none of those consequences were enough to stop him from making his move right then.
Isaac turned towards Jenna and placed a passionate kiss on her lips.
Unlike his prediction, however, Jenna did not push him away. Rather, he felt her pull him in closer as she, too, kissed him back. What started as a kiss quickly became much more as the two of them became lost in their emotions…
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How could he have let a mistake like that spiral so quickly out of control? That memory had replayed itself over and over in his head over the past month since it had happened. Had he just left her alone that night, none of this would have happened.
Isaac sat by the stairs of a building a few blocks away from the sanctum in Kalay. He couldn't let himself be seen within or near it while Jenna was in there. He just had to wait until she came out before he could hear the news from her.
After that night, the two adepts hadn't really spoken to each other. The morning after had been an awkward and regretful experience of apologies and both telling each other that what had happened had been a mistake. She'd left the house as soon as she could that day, leaving Isaac to deal with overwhelming guilt on top of his depression. Garet arriving a few days later only made him feel more uncomfortable, but he couldn't turn his friend away after saying that it would be alright if he stayed at the cabin.
Now, however, Isaac wished that he had turned Garet away, for the potential news Jenna would tell him could ruin his friendship with the male Mars adept. Not only had he slept with the woman Garet had just broken up with, but now she was potentially… he couldn't even bring himself to think it willingly. Isaac prayed to every god he knew that Jenna's nauseous feelings were from some illness and were not directly linked to his… involvement with her.
The sound of approaching footsteps stole his attention, and he quickly looked up to see Jenna approaching from a short distance away. He immediately jumped to his feet, but stayed where he stood, limbs shaking in anxiousness and anticipation. Jenna had a blank look on her face, so it was difficult to read whether she was relieved or upset; she just looked… plain.
"Jenna," he said as she got closer to him.
"It's as we feared," she said as blankly as her expression. Her face was pale, but she showed no sign of any emotion, almost as if she were devoid of any feeling at all.
Contrastingly, Isaac couldn't possibly describe all of the emotions racing through his mind. He slunk back down into a sitting position and smacked his fist against the ground. His life was basically ruined. There would be no way to hide his new reputation as a philanderer, nor would he be able to explain to Garet without losing a friend. He was truly stuck. The thought would never leave his mind now.
Jenna was pregnant with his child.
This was not the dream he had once hoped to accomplish. He wanted to be a father, yes, but not the type that committed blasphemy with another man's woman. Well, technically Jenna was no longer with Garet, but he still felt as though he'd betrayed his best friend. Worse than that though, he had officially betrayed the one woman he cared most for in all of Weyard, Mia. This was the kind of news that would reach her no matter the distance between them. She would eventually hear of the child of Isaac and Jenna, and he feared that she would hate him.
Isaac was angry, disappointed, and depressed, but more than anything else he was afraid: fearful of the new future that awaited him.
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"I… I don't really know what to say, Isaac."
"Garet, I… I'll completely understand if you hate me. I don't deserve your kindness anymore. This isn't the kind of thing I would expect you to let me live down."
One week after hearing the confirmation from Jenna, Isaac decided that he had better tell Garet before Jenna's physical appearance made it too obvious to ignore. He didn't want Garet to mistake the child for his own. The two oldest friends sat on the porch overlooking Mt. Aleph. Isaac was surprised that Garet had not seemed angry at all with him, but was only sad.
"I suppose you're wondering why I'm not angry with you, then," Garet responded as if he'd read Isaac's thoughts. "But it would make me somewhat of a hypocrite if I were though."
Confused, Isaac pressed his friend a bit further, "What do you mean? How would getting angry at me be hypocritical?"
Garet shifted uncomfortably, casting his gaze into the chasm below. "I… I may have lied about how long I was going to be away for…"
Isaac's confusion did not go away as Garet trailed off. So what if he wasn't gone for the full three days he said he would be; that still didn't answer the question of being a hypocrite.
"Sorry, I needed a second there," mumbled the Mars adept, clearing his throat. "Like I said, I wasn't actually gone for as long as I told you. See, I did go away for my grandpa's birthday celebration, but it was only for one day, and the trek to the town they were hosting it at wasn't long at all. I came back to Kalay and stayed at the inn since… y'know, I couldn't really go back home while she was there… Anyway, I bumped into Roxy at some point and, well… at first I was blaming her for what happened, but she wanted to apologize for what happened. I was just so hurt at that point, and she was there to try and right her wrongs. I don't know what came over me, I just…"
It took Isaac a moment to understand where Garet was going with this, but when it finally clicked in his mind, the Venus adept's eyes went wide and his mouth hung agape. He almost couldn't believe what his best friend was telling him. Then again, he wasn't someone who could really talk down about this sort of thing. It would make him the hypocrite, much like Garet had been afraid of doing.
"So…" Isaac managed to croak out, "I suppose… you could only feel hypocritical if Roxy-"
"-is pregnant with my kid, yes, Isaac, she is," Garet finished for him. "She went to the sanctum a couple weeks ago and got it confirmed."
The two of them sat there in silence for some time, both trying to process the fact that they'd accidentally become fathers in similar situations. Isaac couldn't quite wrap his head around the fact that Garet had been hurt enough to betray Jenna, but then both he and Jenna had betrayed their respective loved ones as well. And when he pieced it all together, none of them had technically betrayed anyone, but the feelings they shared were that of guilt and sorrow.
"I've disgraced the honour of the rank that the Great Healer bestowed upon me," Garet muttered solemnly. "I can never return to face the people I've wronged."
Isaac wanted to tell him that wasn't true, but again he found himself in a position where he was unable to do so. He had acted exactly the same on the day he exiled himself. It seemed that hypocrisy was a recurring theme of their conversation, as he was now constrained from supporting Garet for that very reason. He could only support his friend in a single way.
"I understand how you feel, Garet," said Isaac. "This is something that I can't really give you much help for since we're both in this same situation. The only thing I can offer is for you to stay here to help me fulfill my duty to Mia. This cabin was built for a family, so accommodating the two of us will be simple."
Garet turned to Isaac, giving the Venus adept a weak smile. "Thanks, man. I don't really know what else I would do at this point…"
"We'll get through this, Garet, we'll get through this…"
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"Oh, Sam, she's beautiful!" cheered a very pregnant Jenna. "Looks just like her mother!"
Sam and Ivan both blushed as the small group gathered around the sanctum bed in which a tired-looking Sam now lay. In her arms was a towel-wrapped baby girl, her eyes shut tightly as all newborns' eyes are. Patchy green fuzz covered the top of her head; it matched Sam's hair colour almost identically. The baby's eyes cracked open a bit, allowing for her parents to examine her eye colour: purple, like her father's.
"This is wonderful, Hammet! Our Ivan has given us a beautiful granddaughter."
"Eh? You're making me feel old, Layana."
A few light chuckles went around the small group. Isaac was surprised at how few people were actually there, as he expected the birth of Ivan and Sam's child to be as important as their wedding. However, he was not disappointed to see only Garet, Jenna, Hammet, Layana, and Patcher in attendance. It felt a bit more intimate with just the small group of close friends and family.
"I believe now would be a good time to perform the blessing," said the Great Healer from outside their circle.
Ivan nodded, and Isaac and Garet stepped aside to allow the elderly man to enter the circle. He slowly went to Sam's side and gently took the baby girl from her arms.
"Have you thought of a name, or shall I perform it without one?" he asked.
Ivan and Sam both looked at each other and nodded with smiles on their faces. "Karis," they said simultaneously, "it means graceful."
"Ah, a lovely name for a precious little one," chortled the Great Healer. Softly he began murmuring an incantation in some ancient language and he lightly pressed two glowing fingers to baby Karis's forehead. A calming aura filled the room, and he silently handed Karis to Ivan.
"May Luna protect your little one. She has the gift of Jupiter, much like you, good sir."
Ivan smiled down into the face of his daughter, who now looked back up at him and reached a tiny arm up to touch his face. Some of the group let out a few 'aww's, but Isaac smiled silently at the new parents. Though he knew that his future would not be as straightforward as his friends', it was a feeling of gladness that would not leave him at that moment. He had never seen Ivan or Sam look so happy, even on their wedding day. He only hoped that he could offer his son or daughter the same amount of love that Karis would undoubtedly receive from her family.
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Isaac's heart raced as he anxiously paced about the hall. Cries and groans could be heard from behind the door, but the Great Healer had made a very clear point of making sure that Isaac stay outside the room while the birth took place. It was odd to think that only one month ago Ivan and Sam had become parents, but now he and Jenna were about to gain that status as well. He knew that Garet would inevitably be entering the parent group very soon as well.
Only Isaac's parents and Jenna's parents were present for this birth, as Garet understandably did not want to be there, and Ivan and Sam were busy enough with Karis. The to-be grandparents were all very, very old now, and the guilt of not visiting his parents in such a long time still stabbed at Isaac's heart. Still, he had personally requested their presence for the birth of his child. Much to his surprise, none of the four parents seemed angry with their respective children for producing a bastard child. They had initially been a bit disappointed to hear of their children's foolishly thoughtless antics, but had since forgiven them, knowing the difficulties that would lie ahead.
"Son, you need to relax a bit," Kyle said from the nearby bench.
"Hush now, Kyle," a wrinkly, grey-haired Dora nudged her husband. "If I recall correctly, you were just as restless for Isaac's birth as he is right now for his child."
"I hope Jenna is doing alright," said woman's mother voiced aloud. "They've been in there for an awfully long time."
"I'm sure they're fine, Jenna's a fighter, remember?" said her father.
Isaac decided it best not to enter the conversations of the parents now chattering amongst themselves. Continuing his circular pacing, he tried to distract himself with other thoughts. Unfortunately, he realized that it was a bit hard to think of other things with the screaming mother of his child giving birth in the room next door. He was surprised a trough hadn't formed where he was pacing, for he must have been retracing his steps for at least two hours. He suddenly froze when a different sound reached his ears.
A crying baby replaced the sound of Jenna's pants and cries. The door to the room cracked open slightly, and one of the assistant healers peeked his head out.
"Master Isaac?" he said to the frozen Venus adept. When he received no response other than a turned head, the healer continued, "The Great Healer has given permission for you and your families to enter."
Isaac heard the bench squeak as the four elderly grandparents got up and hobbled over towards the door. For yet another time in his life, Isaac felt moving to be rather difficult as his legs slowly made their way toward the door. His heart had practically leapt up into his throat, and he swore that any sort of cough or pat on the back would make it jump right out of his mouth. He shakily pushed open the door and followed the healer towards the bed at which Jenna now lay, panting heavily.
Neither of the new parents said a word to each other, only exchanging glances as Isaac knelt down on the bed beside her. From behind a curtain, the Great Healer emerged with a towel-wrapped baby in his arms. Slowly he stepped towards the new parents and handed the child to Jenna.
"It is a boy," he said plainly.
All of the family members looked down towards the small child's face. Barely visible tufts of blond hair poked out of his head in a slightly spiky manner. When his eyes opened, they could all see a pale blue colour, much like Isaac's eyes except with a hint of grey. Oddly enough, had she not just given birth to the child, none of them would be able to tell that Jenna was the mother of this boy. Even though he was a baby, the facial resemblance to Isaac as a child was almost uncanny.
"Well," said Jenna's father, "he certainly is his father's son in terms of appearance."
"I couldn't agree more," added Dora. "How oddly similar."
Jenna wordlessly looked up from the baby to Isaac, and gestured for him to hold him. Isaac found that his arms were still shaking, but he did not hesitate in gently taking the baby from Jenna's arms. As soon as he made contact with the child, Isaac suddenly felt his body overflow with some sort of warm feeling. It was… odd, but he couldn't help but grin at the small lookalike staring back up at him. The Venus adept actually had to hold back a laugh that he had no reason for.
He never wanted for his life to become so twisted by fate, and yet holding his child like this was almost like a sign that something right could happen in his life. True, the child was not Mia's, his son would have to grow up with a broken family, and this was not the way he'd pictured his dream coming true, but that was the thing about a dream come true; it didn't have to happen the way he expected for it to affect him in such an emotional way.
Just as Karis had done to Ivan, the baby boy reached his arm up towards Isaac's face. Isaac allowed a single chuckle to escape him as he brought one arm out and allowed for his son to grip onto his pinky finger. Isaac felt his father's sole hand pat him on the shoulder as the family grouped in a bit closer.
"Isaac," Jenna said quietly, "I think you should raise him."
Isaac was stunned. If anything, he thought she would have fought to raise the child herself, especially given that she was living like a normal person in the city.
"But… but, Jenna, he's your son too."
"I know that. I'll still be a part of his life, but I see something already between the two of you that I couldn't possibly hope to live up to. This has been your dream since we came back from our adventure all those years ago, Isaac. He was only born a short while ago, but I can see just how much you love him now."
"I… I don't know what to say… Thank you, Jenna. I promise that I'll make sure he isn't isolated from you."
She gave him a small smile before turning her attention back to the child. Maybe Isaac and Jenna's relationship would never be the same, but their son didn't deserve to feel their pain. They would truly do the best they could to raise him as any normal child could be.
After a few moments, the Great Healer cleared his throat to get their attention, "Perhaps now would be a good time for the blessing."
Nodding, Isaac stood from the bed and handed his son over to the Great Healer. The process of blessing was almost identical to the one that Ivan, Sam, and Karis had gone through, though it was slightly altered since Isaac and Jenna were not married.
"Have you chosen a name?"
Isaac looked to Jenna, who gave him a look that told him he could decide. Isaac thought for only a moment, as he had a mental list of names he could potentially give to his children. He chose the one that best described how he felt for his newborn son.
"Ah, a righteous name for a future adventurer," stated the Great Healer before continuing with his incantations.
After touching his glowing fingers to the boy's head, he handed him back to Isaac, who smiled down at the dozing baby. He was glad of the name he'd chosen and the meaning behind it. It was a carefully picked name, and he wanted to make sure that his choice would be the best for his son. He quietly murmured as he rocked the child in his arms.
"Matthew, the gift of Sol."
Not neaRly as long as the last fEw chapters, but I'm basically just tying up any loose ends that won't be coVered In the final chapter. I actually rEsearched the meaning of the name MattheW and it has quite a bit of origins and meanings, so I just chose one that I thought would fit well with the story. The original meaning that I used was 'the gift of God', but, like I've said before, the people of Weyard aren't Christians, so God had to be changed to Sol, Luna, or the gods. (Not-so-subliminal messaging)
Holy crap, guys, there's only one chapter left! Now I'm sure some of you are wondering if Mia will make a reappearance in the final chapter, and I feel confident enough to tell you that she most definitely, positively, absolutely, one hundred percent, without a doubt, for sure, will… not. It's not really a spoiler, so don't get all worked up and whatnot. That being said, her presence is still in the final chapter (no, that doesn't mean I killed her), but she will not physically appear and meet up with Isaac and all that stuff that you may have been counting on.
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