Jonni explained her situation to Nora and Nora now seemed willing enough to listen. She really did believe she had once been Jonni's grandfather, though she had no idea how to reconcile that idea with her current existence. Unfortunately, without her grandfather's years of memories and expertise concerning the stone, Nora could offer only limited device. The curvaceous redhead considered things for a moment and decided to try another wish.
"I wish on the flight over here you had watched an in-depth documentary about your life as Jack Merlin and the stone AND had perfect recall of all its details!" Once she could reopen her eyes Jonni looked over at Nora expectantly.
"Oh!" After that first of surprise Nora said nothing, merely staring off into space with a look that was both curious and horrified. Finally, she winced just slightly and the words came again, but still slow and uncertain, "Oh dear, yes, I see."
Things were a little easier after that, though Jonni could tell from Nora's new ideas and observations that her fix had still not worked one hundred percent. The willowy blonde spoke of most of situations as completely theoretical - - as if they were just like a movie, purely fictional. Even so, they hashed out some quick plans after only six or seven minutes, though Jonni did not commit to any of them out loud. With her grandfather still somewhat impaired she felt it was best to keep final decisions to herself.
Hating herself for what she was about to do, but knowing DeMorrell's previous wishes left her no real choice, Jonni held the stone tightly in her right hand and mentally reviewed the wish she was about to make. DeMorrell had wished they would raise their children together. He had wished she could never hurt him. But DeMorrell was dead. He had to come back to fulfil the first wish, but even if she did not wish him back whole and entire it would not really be "hurting" him. Alive but crippled was a net gain if you were already dead.
"What are you going to do, Mrs. DeMorrell, I mean, Jon, er, Jonni," Nora turned searching eyes on the bosomy young redhead. Thanks to Jonni's wish she knew what had happened, understood that her face, form, and memories were the results of several different wishes, that she was in truth, the real Jacob Merlin, Jack to his friends. But she didn't feel like it. She was Nora, beautiful, blonde, an ambitious young archaeologist yearning for her boyfriend Paolo back in New York. She knew she cared for Jonni far beyond the brief hour of their association and why as well, but more than anything she was confused.
"You'll see. Just don't panic," Jonni said calmly, "I wish DeMorrell was alive, but paralyzed from the neck down by his injuries. I wish he was back in the secret medical room. I wish I had his power of attorney and his security forces reported directly to me not him. Oh, and I wish we had a double baby stroller for the twins!"
Nora nearly screamed so quickly did the changes happen. It seemed like she looked away for a second and then DeMorrell's body was gone. Lucia was suddenly pushing an expensive ultra-modern baby stroller fitted out for two children instead of one, the twins snugly nestled in their detachable baby carriers. Shocked, but accustomed to being a servant from years as her father's transformed maid, she instinctively took hold of the handles and began rocking it to soothe the precious cargo inside. Even the guards uniforms had changed. They were less paramilitary looking and more plainclothes in appearance, though the guards themselves did not change.
The guards, having heard the wishes and seen the results, exchanged a brief, wondering look. The shorter one nodded knowingly and Jonni became nervous. She quickly blurted out, "I wish these two guards were my most loyal men and would die to protect me or to return the stone to my possession if I lose it!"
Both guards winced as the flash of the stone's power passed over them. They exchanged another look, the taller guard shrugged an "oh well."
"This is - - it's incredible!" Nora gushed in amazement. She couldn't help it. Yes, she had indirectly reclaimed many of her old memories from her many, many years as Jack, who was well familiar with the stone, but she wasn't really emotionally connected to those memories. It was like learning about the magic rock all over again.
"I know, but you'll get used to it - - I did, very quickly," Jonni surveyed the damage around her, "I wish the repairs to the fountain are already complete and the crisis has passed, my control over DeMorrell's empire is now secure."
BLINK! The fountain was repaired down to the last detail, the torn up turf and plants that had surrounded it back to pristine condition. Impossibly to her mind, Jonni's massive breasts swelled just slightly, becoming almost painfully full and tender. Alost on cue, the twins reawakened and began to wail hungrily. Jonni experimentally gave her left tit a gentle squeeze before thinking better of it, "Ouch! I guess that bumped us forward in time just slightly. We better go back inside and let me see about milking these things."
Jonni DeMorrell finished with an embarrassed smile, but Nora saw nothing to be ashamed of. Yes, Jonni was her grandson once upon a time, but they were both women now and as an archaeologist Nora knew breastfeeding was perfectly normal and natural. Even so, she was just glad that DeMorrell's wish to return "Nora" back to normal had gotten her out of having to do the same thing!
