Part I: History Lesson

Upon returning to the castle, Gatoris and Aerith saw that everyone was still there. This was a relief. "Welcome back, Gatoris," Vincent mumbled. "Gatoris, I have a bit of news for you..." Ifalna started. Gatoris hoped this was good. "You know how you are to protect the Cetra? Well, I thought me and Aerith were the only ones left. Not so. I found my sister." Sister..., Gatoris thought. This is new. "And what, dare I ask, is your sister’s name?" It was an answer that would almost kill him in time. "Lucretia..." she said. Gatoris made a quick run-through in his head: Lucretia is Sephiroth’s mother, so he’s my cousin. But Yuffie is Sephiroth’s child so... Gatoris collapsed at the thought. So did Yuffie.

About an hour later, Gatoris and Yuffie finally awakened. Ifalna was standing over her son-in-law. "You were kidding, right?" Gatoris asked with a slight hint of hysterics. "I know how much you distrust her, but it is the truth. Yuffie is your cousin." Gatoris was only comforted by the fact she wasn’t his cousin by blood. THAT would surely kill him. "I finally find my origins..." Gatoris muttered, "and I find out that I am related to someone who I hate! Oh well, it was the same way in Deadwood..." Ifalna paid attention to the first of that. "Oh, you did? Would you tell me?" Gatoris decided to tell her. " I thought you and Angie seemed familiar... It was almost like the story of them..." Ifalna said, referring to Cetra mythology. "You got a book on that?" Gatoris asked. "I want to read about it." Ifalna pointed at his desk. There was an open book on it. "I think you should read the page it’s on." she said. Gatoris picked it up and looked at it. It was a glossary of gods and goddesses. She had highlighted a few.

Aerith: Goddess of Hope. Born after Pandora opened the box.

Angelina: Queen of the Angels. Gave up her immortality to be with her love.

Garrett: Muse of writing. Fell in love and married Angelina.

Ifalna: Mother of the planet and Queen of the Gods. Created the earth from the ocean.

Lucretia: Goddess of Love. Similar to Cupid.

Gatoris read them. ‘You mean to tell me..." "Not quite. I was not Ifalna in a past life. For some odd reason, me and my daughter are kind of switched." Gatoris pondered. I’m married to both the Queen of the angels and the Queen of the gods. "And I am just a lowly muse..." Gatoris wondered aloud. "...but a good one at that..." Aerith chimed in. Gatoris jokingly bowed to his wife. "Come on," she said, trying not to laugh, "that was eons ago..." Gatoris smiled, and his voice accidentally changed to Zack’s. "I always thought you were like a goddess, but I never realized that you WERE a goddess..." Aerith began to cry. "I thought that was you in there..." Garrett and Angelina, seeing the emotional impact this was having, stepped away from their respective bodies. "Yes, it is me..." Zack said, letting his body morph to a form Aerith would know him as. Garrett was still holding the book, and he scanned down to the bottom of the page. He noticed a god that Ifalna had missed:

Zachary: God of Peace and husband of Ifalna. Turned to stone by Jenova.

Two things ran through Garrett’s mind. First was that Jenova was from Cetra myth, as well. Second, These two have been looking for each other longer than him and Angelina had been looking for each other. Aerith and Zack hugged for about an hour. Garrett and Angelina did the same. "I could sense you the whole time, but I didn’t know where..." Aerith spoke. Her tears finally let up. "I knew you wanted me to be with you, so I pleaded with your mother to let me join Gatoris. You know how stubborn she can get..." Aerith looked at her mother and smiled. "There had been a plan to revive him separately, but he protested when he heard about Gatoris." Ifalna spoke. "I believe his word were ‘If anyone’s protecting my Aerith, it has to be me,’ weren’t they?" Zack smiled. "Yes, those were my exact words. If anyone’s protecting my beloved Aerith, it’s going to be me. Until the end."

Garrett began to search deep back into his past. Those words sounded familiar to him. He then remembered why. He had a brief vision from when he was the muse of writing. Angelina, upon entering the mortal realm, asked him who was going to protect them. He had told her "If anyone is going to protect us, it will be me. Even thought I’m not much of a fighter, I will fight for you until the end. Ar lange ar E hab ur bruet en mei erd, E woll niehen len du gu... (As long as I have a breath in my body, I will never let you go...)" She then hugged him tightly

And that was the vision. Garrett came back just in time for Zack to say the last line of it to Aerith, but he said it in English. "As long as I have a breath in my body, I will never let you go..." It still produced the same result as when he had said it eons ago. Garrett leaned and whispered into Zack’s ear. "You realize you owe me five bucks for copyright infringement..." The two had a good laugh. After a few moments, Zack sighed. "I guess it would be best if we got back together?" Garrett nodded in disagreement. "Do we have to? I still haven’t professed my love to Angelina..." Angelina cut in, "...for the millionth time as in many lives..." Garrett ignored her attempt to be funny and pulled a bouquet of red and white roses from behind him, and handed them to Angie. "I thought you only did white roses..." she said in partial confusion. "White roses symbolize ‘secrecy’. But red and white together symbolizes unity." Angelina smiled. "OK, now we can go." Garrett said triumphantly. Garrett and Zack reformed Gatoris, while Angelina rejoined Aerith. "Not a bad day," Gatoris said. "Aside from finding a kleptomaniac ninja annoyance in my family tree, everything went well." He looked at the time: it was about ten in the evening.

Part II: Reconciliation

He normally would have go to bed by now, but he had other plans. "Almathea, would you do me a favor?" She asked what he wanted. "Could you sketch a pic of Angelina? I have something I want to do with it..." Aerith looked at him. "...I want to tell the Angelina from my home my feelings for her..." Aerith looked at him funny. "How? You have no means of communication..." Gatoris cut her off. "The Internet..." he started, "..is a omnidimensional thing. Not everything on it is from this dimension. I’ll show you." he went to his computer, typed in the address for his friend Almathea’s site, and it popped up. Aerith and Almathea were stunned. Gatoris looked a tad surprised, too. "That was a guess. I figured since the dead have e-mail, I could find any website in any dimension." he tested again to make sure. he pulled up his own site: The Tonberry Clan’s DBZ/RPG Dimension. (You know, the site you’re in now...) It was there. "Excellent..." he muttered, accidentally imitating Mr. Burns from the Simpsons. He then looked at what he had put up of the Chronicles before he got here. Next, he took all of his journal entries (Which he typed in third person...), saved them to HTML, and posted them. "No one would believe that I am here..." he chuckled. Gatoris then went to a few files he had done before hand: profiles of characters. It was as if this was planned ahead of time... He closed them, deciding that was for later. He quickly opened up an HTML editor, and typed some things quickly. When he finished, there was a small dictionary of Cetra Mythology. "Now, for a picture of Angelina..." he sighed. Almathea had already finished the sketch. It was perfect. It looked exactly like Angie. Gatoris scanned it, and placed it next to the Queen of the Angels entry. he hid a pop-up message in the picture, then updated the links on his main page. "Now, to make an appearance to a friend. Good night, all..." he said. Everyone went to sleep.

Meanwhile, a man named Wallen was in his dorm room at Indiana State, in a chatroom. It was about midnight, and he had an exam in the morning. Wallen decided to get to sleep. He began to have the strangest dream...

It wasn’t his usual perverted dreams he had, but his buddy Garrett was in it. "Sorry, bud. Hate to ruin a wet dream..." he chuckled. Wallen was both scared and confused. "Aren’t you dead, Garrett?" "What kind of question is that?" Garrett snapped back. "Of course I’m dead! Why else am I in a dream as a ghost?" Wallen chuckled. "Same old Garrett. What do you want?" Garrett looked at him. "Remember I told you my biggest fear?" Wallen nodded. "Yeah. Angelina and Jason finding out about your fic. So?" Garrett looked down for a second. "I want you to tell her now. Before I died, I put a message on there to her. I want her to see it..." Garrett said as he faded out. Wallen could not get back to sleep. He called up Angelina.

* Been a while... *

Angelina: Who is it?

Wallen: You don’t know me, but I was a friend of Garrett’s... My name’s Wallen.

Angie: What do you want?

Wallen: I just remembered something he told me to do if something would happen to him...

Angie: You too? It was like he knew he was going to die...

Wallen: I know. But anyway, he wants you to go to his website.

Angie: He had a site? Why did he never tell me?

Wallen: He was afraid. He wrote fanfiction, and he used you as a character...

* Angie begins to tear up *

Angie: In what context?

Wallen: His love interest...

* The waterworks go... *

Wallen: He told me to direct you to a section of it...

Angie: What... what is it?

Wallen: I’ll tell you the main site, and guide you from there.

* Wallen gives the address *

Wallen: Go to the Cetra Mythology part...

Angie: I... don’t know if I can...

* Wallen looks at the same page *

Angie: Oh my...

* She gets to the entry he wanted her to see, and cries. *

Wallen: He must of REALLY loved you...

* Angie scrolls over the pic, and sees a link. Both go to it. A new page pops up with these words: *

"My dearest Angelina... It you are reading this, then something has happened to me. I just want you to know I will always watch out for you, my Queen of the Angels...

Garrett"

* Angie can’t even speak. *

Wallen: Oh my...

* Both hang up *

Angelina was crying so hard, she couldn’t even talk. Her roommate ran to the computer to see what the problem was. When she saw the page, she shed a tear too. "He must have really loved you to do that..." she said. Seeing her friend crying was making her feel bad. She picked her up and placed Angie’s head on her shoulder. "There, there now... It’ll be all right..." she kept repeating. Angie’s tears stained her green nightgown...

Garrett looked at what went down. He didn’t realize the impact it would have. He decided to attempt to make her feel better.

When Angie finally cried herself to sleep, she had a troubled dream. Garrett was in it. he kept calling for her, but she could not see him. He suddenly appeared in front of her. "I’m sorry if I made you cry..." he said in a sad tone. "she looked at him. "It’s OK. I just didn’t expect it..." Garrett smiled at her. "Good... I didn’t want to upset you..." Angie hugged him. "I’ve missed you and Jason both. I’ve been wondering why he hasn’t been in my dreams yet..." She began to well up again. "It’s because he feels guilty for what he did." Garrett replied. "He feels that him showing up would bring more pain to you..."

Garrett was cut off by a surprise voice. "True, I did." Jason had followed him. "But seeing your courage, Garrett, made me feel worse. You said goodbye to her in a romantic and enigmatic manner. I just said it plainly. And I do feel remorse for my actions. I remember the first words you told me when we met up..." Jason paused. "You told me she would forgive me for almost any stupid thing I did. I’m not going to ask for it, for I feel I do not deserve it..." Great, Garrett thought. The second you think he’s better, he reverts... "...you deserve it, Jason..." Angie said unexpectedly. "I know you were thinking of a way to make sure you’d never harm me again. I just wish you hadn’t overdid it..." Garrett began to walk away. "Hold on!" Angie yelled. "Where do you think you’re going?" Garrett replied in a saddened tone "My job is done. You two have reconciled. I’m no longer needed..." Jason grabbed his arm and jerked him back. "You just don’t get it. I told you she loved you more than me and I went out with her because she was lonely. And I don’t care if you think we were made for each other, I know it should be you and her..." Garrett began to cry. "I know that too. I just can’t stand the fact that we will never be together again..." Angie hugged him. "You wrote you would always watch over me. As long as you do that, you’ll always be with me..."

Angie woke up with a tear in her eye. "You all right now, Angie?" her roommate asked, brushing her lavender hair. "Yes, Alma, it is now. I realize he would want me to live..."

Gatoris woke up with a tear in his eye. "Did it work, Gatoris?" Almathea asked him. "Yes, it did..." he said, drying his eyes. "And by the way, the Princess from the parallel dimension?" Almathea looked like she didn’t know what was going on. "She’s her roommate..." Almathea looked at him. "Cool. She going by Almathea?" Gatoris looked back. "Nope, just Alma." Both smiled.