dg_cain | Emeralds and Tin Chapter 10 (Last Chapter)

So here is the last chapter of this story. I hope you all enjoyed it and I will be posting Chapter one of my new story as soon as I write it. My brain can not function lately due to all the story ideas floating around. I have my next story all mapped out and TWO short ones in my head. I've been carrying a notebook around with me. This is getting bad.

Here is a summary of the next story.

DG, in a fit of anger and frustration, packs up her things and runs out of the palace and out into the unknown. Azkadillia, not wanting to upset the family and make things worse, runs after DG to stop her and bring her back. Glitch and Raw find out and tell Cain and they follow Az out. A sudden storm starts up and it transports them all into DG's world. Now, stranded in the middle of Kansas, DG must get all of them back somehow and still manage to maintain her sanity as the run around in her old life. She begins to wonder if the OZ is really worth and it she discovers how much she missed her past.

Serioiusly, I don't want to make this a pairing story. However, as hooked as I am, it may float that way. *shrug* who knows.

Title: Emeralds and Tin : Chapter 10: Happiness
Author: golden_goddess
Characters, Pairing: DG/Cain
Rating: PG13-16
Summary: As the day of the ball arrives, the palace is all abuzz and DG just wants to get through the day.
Warning: none
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or the story of the Wizard of Oz nor Tin-Man.
Notes: This is my first stab at Tin-Man fiction. Don't be afraid to be critical. I've been writing fan fiction of all sort for years, so I'm pretty used to it.

The day of the ball arrived on a cold, blustery morning. DG was awoken to the light tapping of Jeb at her door. She opened her beautiful blue eyes and smiled as he walked in. He smiled back at her and cleared his throat.

“Your lessons are canceled for today. Your tutor told me to tell you that. He said for you to enjoy your day and the ball this evening.” Jeb put his hands behind his back and waited for DG’s response. She stretched and nodded.

“Thank you Jeb.” She looked at him, noticing a tiny bit of awkwardness. “Anything else Jeb?” she asked. Jeb wrung his hands behind his back.

“Well, since we are going to be there together anyway,” he paused. “Do you think I could dress in a nice outfit and escort you?” he asked. DG tried to hide her smile. She’d never been asked out to a dance quite like that before. Danny Miles asked her to prom at a kegger one year and then proceeded to vomit in her back seat. Best thing to ever happen. She got a date to the prom and the next week she received her bike.

“I would love that Jeb,” she said. His face lit up. Truthfully, it was hard to look at him without thinking of Cain, but she couldn’t let him down. He’d be there anyway. Jeb backed towards the door.

“I’m going to go find a suit or something. I’ll be back to check on you later.” he opened the door.

“Try Glitch, he may have something your size.” DG smiled warmly. Jeb nodded and left her alone. She got up out of bed and looked out the window. A perfect layer of snow blanketed the kingdom. She smiled. Her Christmas wish, snow.

“You know, it hasn’t snowed at this palace in over 300 years.” a soft voice said from behind her. DG smiled and turned around to see her mother in the doorway. After everything she’d been through, her mother’s presence always calmed her. “Good morning my sweet little girl.”

“Good morning mother,” DG smiled. “Here sit down, she said gesturing to a chair across the room. Lavender walked over and sat, while DG sat down at her mirrored vanity table. She picked up a brush and started to brush her dark hair, but Lavender stood up. She sat what she was holding on the seat and walked over, taking the brush from DG. As she started to brush her hair, she looked at DG through the mirror.

“DG, I know you’ve been through so much. And I’m sorry for that. I know you blame yourself for so much of what has happened, but you don’t need to be. The O.Z. had many problems within the zones hundreds of years before you were born.” She continued to brush DG’s hair. “I just want you to know that your father and I are so proud of you. You’ve handled yourself so well this past year.” At the mention of her father DG looked down. “He means the best for you sweetie.”

“Really? Because I don’t feel like it was the best for me. The one person that truly made me happy is gone and it’s all father’s fault. I can’t see how making me sad is the right thing to do.” She turned towards her mother.

“He of all people should know what I’m going through. How hypocritical could he possibly be?” Her mother hugged her close.

“Oh DG. He’s already lost you once. He’s just a father looking out for his daughter. He loves you and maybe this isn’t the best way to show it, but it’s what he knows. Don’t hate him forever. Don’t go and lose your heart too.” Lavender eyed her daughter carefully. DG held back a tear and looked down at her hands. She never noticed that she and her mother had the same hands. She looked up into the mirror and looked at her mother’s soft face and felt a warmth inside her. Why couldn’t she have this with her father?

“I have something for you, my dear sweet DG.” Lavender walked over to the seat and brought over a small package. “I visited someone recently and I was told to pass these onto you. The magic they once processed is all but gone. It now lives inside your heart. You have been so brave these past months and I think it’s time to give these to you for the ball.” She passed the cloth wrapped item over to DG. DG slowly unwrapped the cloth and gasped at the sight.

“Mother, are these really them?” she asked. Her mother smiled.

“Dorothy’s very own silver slippers. Now they are yours.” DG looked down at the sparkling shoes. The tiny sparkles reflected in her eyes. They looked a bit worn but still looked as if Dorothy had just put them on. She looked up at her mother, her eyes filled with tears.

“Thank you so much mother.” She stood up and hugged her mother tightly. “It’s the best gift ever.” she paused. “Followed by the snow.” The corners of the queen’s eyes crinkled as a warm glowing smile filled her face.

“I think your sister will be in here in a few moments to help you get ready. You two are welcome to the changing room if you like. Have fun, DG.” She hugged her daughter one last time and then left the room. DG stood there clutching her new shoes, hardly believing what just happened.

~*~

“DG you don’t understand! I can’t go with Glitch,” Az yelled. DG put a hand up to her ear.

“What’s that I hear? Is it the ungrateful complaining of someone who now has a date?” DG asked. Az glared at her sister.

“He has a zipper on his head Deeg,” she whispered.

“Yeah the one YOU put there. Don’t you think you owe it to the man for one night of normalcy?” she eyed her sister. Azkadillia made a face, and groaned.. “That’s my girl! Now come out and let me see how you look. Azkadillia made her way out from behind the screen. Never one to be out done, Az wore a deep, dark green dress. It hugged all the way down and was even more revealing on the top than ever. Her dark hair was pulled up high on her head, her dark eyes brought out by the dress.

“I lost the shaw I was supposed to wear. Opps,” Az shrugged. DG laughed. Obviously the bold choices made by Azkedillila during her reign as evil queen were all her own, not those of an evil witch.

“I think you’ll be fine.” DG said getting up. Her dark hair was curled and pulled back, but she opted to let it down. She wasn’t the type to dress up. She would have worn jeans to her senior prom if Emily hadn’t stopped her. She finished applying a tiny bit of make up and looked up when she heard a knock at the door. “Come in,” She called. The door opened and Glitch and Jeb walked in, both wearing matching suits, Glitch in red and Jeb in purple. DG couldn’t help but laugh.

“You look like a grape,” she giggled. Jeb shook his head and glared at her.

“I think we look quite dashing,” Glitch said striking a pose. “I think it suits young Jeb very well.” Glitch reached over to fix his lapel but Jeb smacked his hand away. “Ow!” he yelped rubbing his hand. DG smiled and stood up, walking over to where she had sat the shoes on the table.

“Well look at DG, all grown up.” Glitch sighed. “You look beautiful.” DG did look beautiful. The light blue dress hugged her tight in the bodice, but flowed out to the floor. It was simple and sophiticated. However, it was the color that made the dress. It brought out the deep blue in her eyes. The silver shoes accented the silver heart on her necklace and her silver bracelet. She smiled over at Glitch as she put her shoes on. Everyone watched in awe as she put on the infamous sliver slippers.

“Come on guys, it’s not like you haven’t seen shoes before.” They were the perfect fit as she slid him on her feet. Standing up she watched as the light bounced off the slippers. They sparkled like stars.

“But nothing like those. Those are THE silver slippers.” Glitch insisted. “They are not normal shoes.” DG shook her head and walked to the door.

“Enough about the shoes, we have a ball to get to.” She opened the door and let Az and Glitch out first. As Jeb passed he stopped and whispered in DG’s ear.

“I think you look wonderful. I’m sorry my father isn’t here.” DG managed a smile and thanked Jeb. As she shut the door, she wished he were there with her.

DG sat on a throne at the head of the ball when Glitch found her. She looked up and smiled at her friend as he walked up.

“Your date stole my date,” she said looking out on the floor. She spotted Azkedillia dancing close to Jeb. The two talked and laughed, both looking equally happy.

“If it’s any cancellation, your date stole mine too.” Glitch stood next to the throne looking out on the floor as well. He leaned down on one knee to get to DG’s level. “It’s kind of interesting watching one resistance fighter dancing with the ex evil sorceress.” DG laughed as Glitch pondered it. “It’s really ironic when you think about it. In a morbid, twisted way.”

“She made fun of the zipper didn’t she?” DG asked.

“It’s like it doesn’t even faze her that she was the one that did it.” He sighed. DG reached over and hugged her friend. “I’ll get used to it. I could be dead, but I’m not. That’s something to be thankful for.”

“Glitch, would you like to dance?” DG asked. Glitch looked at his young friend with amazement. “I figure, why waste all the hours of practice. Even though my date snagged another, I’ll still move on.” She grabbed his hand and pulled him up.

“Why, DG, I feel so used,” he stammered as she pulled him onto the dance floor. A waltz was just starting as they entered the floor. Glitch cringed as he tried to squish his toes into his shoes. Last time the danced she nearly took off the front of his foot. “Easy on the footing DG,” he warned. DG smiled and bowed her head. The two clumsily danced a bit of the waltz, while trying not to attract too much attention.

“I thought you were a good dancer,” she said. They never once were able to get through one lesson without stopping. “What happened?” she whispered.

“I guess I was never that good. Huh, I thought I was.” Glitch frowned. “Oh well. Next hobby, here I come.” He let go of DG and left the dance floor.

“But I...uh...you...what?” DG looked around at those looking at her. “Glitch come back!” she whispered loudly across the dance floor. Embarassed beyond all belief, she was about to walk off when a pair of hands reached out and pulled her into a waltz. She looked at him as they danced. His eyes never leaving hers.

She noticed he wasn’t in his normal outfit. A crisp, white button down tuxedo shirt and a white bow tie replaced his once linen button down. She couldn’t help but stare at the tight grey pants that replaced his light tan ones. She cleared her throat and looked back up at him.

“Why did you come back?” she asked him. He looked her square in the face.

“I got about halfway back to my old house and realized that Glitch, for once, was right. There isn’t anything to go back to. Everything is here. My son, my job, my friends.” He looked at her disappointment. “And you.”

“Well at least you didn’t come back here for just one reason. That would have been wasted trip.” she smiled up at him. “I missed you,” she whispered in his ear.

“Come here,” he said gruffly pulling her into a dark corner. He took her face in his hands and without thinking of who would catch them, he kissed her passionately on the lips. She reached up placed one hand on his neck and the other she ran through his hair. He pressed her up against the wall, pressing his body onto hers. He ran his hands up and down her sides and back. When the two broke apart, both were out of breath. DG leaned forward into Cain. He pulled her into his arms.

“In case I forget to tell you, that dress is such a turn on,” he whispered in her ear. She smiled.

“Those pants you’re wearing, not too bad at all,” she said in all seriousness. Both laughed and looked at each other.

“Why don’t we find a more, private, location,” Cain hinted to DG. DG shook her head.

“I can’t leave my own ball,” she said looking in his blue eyes. He groaned and made that sound that made DG’s moral and inhibitions fly out the window. “Hold on,” she whispered. She came out from behind the corner.

“Um attention everyone,” she announced. The music quieted and all the quests looked over at DG. She hated public speaking, but hated public displays of affection even more. “I just wanted to say what an honor it has been to meet all of you. Man, there sure are a lot of you in the O.Z.” she laughed nervously.

“Um, however, I’m feeling a bit tired right now and I think I may go lie down. As you know, I have been through quite a rough time this week and I just need a relaxing, non-extraneous, not at all flexible, not all hott-“ DG heard a cough come from Cain in the corner. “I’m going to go now. I hope to meet all of you at a different time. Good night.” DG turned to leave, but was stopped by Jeb, her sister, her mother, father, and Glitch. Raw was quickly behind him. DG’s eyes widened. Everyone began to talk at once, asking her if everything was ok.

“I’m fine. Just a little tired,” she lied. “I’m just going to go upstairs.” Jeb stepped forward.

“Do you need me to escort you to your room?” He asked. DG shook her head.

“Really, I think he should,” Ahamo insisted. Cain shook his head furiously in the corner. DG shook her head.

“No, I think I’ll go alone. It’s just up the stairs, a mile down the hallway and then up another flight up the stairs. I’ll be there in no time.” She faked a yawn and turned to walk away. The other disbursed and DG turned to make sure the coast was clear. Cain, keeping close to the wall, in the dark, inched his way over. He grabbed her hand and the two ran down a hall way to the stairs.

“I thought your father was going to blow everything.” he said. DG smiled. “By the way, I love those shoes.” Cain said peering down past the hem of DG’s dress.

“Thank you Carson,” DG giggled. Cain eyed her suspiciously.

“I was just saying that those are the silver slippers,” he said, still trying to figure out what she was talking about.. “So what do you want to do first?” he asked her. She bit her lip and whispered something in his ear. DG giggled and gave him a kiss. “Well I think it’s a start.” He kissed her back and picked her up in his arms, carrying her up the stairs.