A Fiolee Fairytale

Chapter 20: Hello, Jazz.

*Fionna's POV*
8 months later... turns out Fionna was pregnant when she made the stupid deal. Jenna did NOT know somehow, it's just a horrible coincedence.
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"Do you want to see her?" Annie asked.
I nodded enthusiastically, and she handed Jazz to me, wrapped up in a red blanket.
"She's beautiful." Marshall said, smiling down at our daughter.
Annie nodded, grinning. Then she stopped smiling, and we looked at each other in horror, remembering the deal.

"Fi? Annie? What's wrong?" Marshall asked.
"Remember when you were sick?" I said, my voice shaking. "Well, we went looking for the cure, and I was so desperate-"
Jenna walked in, smirking. "Hello, all."
"Jenna?" Marshall said, thoroughly confused.

"Couldn't even give them an hour with their own baby, could you, Jenna?" Annie snapped.
Jenna rolled her eyes. "What's the big deal? It's just a baby. Oh, I forgot. You two are the caring types. That's what got you into this whole mess in the first place, isn't it?"
"Will someone please explain to me what's going on?!" Marshall snapped at no one in particular.
"Fionna here bargained away your first-born child." Jenna said in a bored tone, examining her nails.

"To save you, Marshall! I was desperate, and you were dying, and it was her fault, and she had the antidote..." My eyes filled up with tears, and Annie nodded.
"I was there! She was literally going to do anything to save you, Marshall."
"The deal..." He said softly, looking as though someone had just dropped a bomb on him.
"Jenna, I'm sure you would have no trouble having a baby on your own!" Annie snapped.

"Oh, nice. I only want the baby to cause them pain, remember?" Jenna snapped.
"Obviously, you've never had a baby yourself."
"And you have?" Jenna snapped.
Annie fell silent, and Jenna snorted. "I thought so." Well, no duh. Annie's eternally six and a half. Then she turned back to me and Marshall, the latter of whom was still looking shell-shocked.
"This is all very touching, but baby, please." Jenna said to me, holding out her arms.

I glared at her, holding Jazz away from her. "No way in heck."
"We're not in heck." Jenna pointed out. "And you promised- I gave you the antidote for Marshall, so you need to give me the baby."
Marshall shot me and Annie an annoyed, angry look, before giving Jenna his most winning smile. "Jenna, you see, I was entirely unaware of this deal, so may I please have a few days with my daughter?"
Jenna was putty in his hands. "O-of course, Marshall."

Then she disappeared, and Marshall glared at me and Annie. "Neither of you thought I should know about this bargain?"
"Believe me when I say we both wanted to tell you. And we both tried. But has anyone ever told you you're kind of scary when you're mad?" Annie asked, landing and standing so that I was between her and Marshall.

Marshall glared at us and crossed his arms. "Well, Fi? Who would you pick now? Me, or the baby?"
I shook my head. "Don't ask me to choose." I begged. "I can't... I just can't. I love you and Jazz too much. I didn't know at the time we would love her this much. I was only thinking about you. What if I asked you to choose between me and Jazz?"
He calmed down a little. "But I wasn't the one who bargained away our baby."
"Please, Marshall. I only did it because I was desperate to save you, and I'd still do it if I could go back. Wouldn't you have done the same thing for me, nine-ish months ago?"

He sighed, and nodded slowly. "I guess... and I still would too. But I can only stall Jenna for so long."
I looked down at our perfect daughter, who was snoring softly. "D-don't worry about it. I'll deal with Jenna." I choked out.
"No, you won't." Marshall snapped. "You and Jazz aren't going anywhere near that... succubus!"
"Not right now- but if you think I'm letting you near her, you're crazy!" I snapped back."Or don't you remember how I met her?"