All's Well in the Future

 All's Well In the Future

It was thought to be all's well that ends well, but they were looking into each other's eyes and not showing their future.  How many children do they have and what kind of parents are they?  Do they stay married?  Let's go to the beginning where it once ended.

In Helena's eyes all she saw was Bertram and how his eyes were looking into her eyes.  What more could he ask of her?  She got his ring from him and is carrying his child.  She only did what he thought would never happen.  She only wondered if he truly loved her as much as she loved him.

In Bertram's eyes all he was was Helena and how her eyes were looking into his eyes.  He kept asking himself if he truly loved her.  When he was young, and Helena also his mother gave her a home.  Helena was to be a servant and care for them.  Then at that time he had loved her like a sister, but yet not his sister.  He thought about that love and he knew it to be true, but what made him hate her so.  He thought of his former friend Parolles and who he was with him.  He felt so sorry for being so stuck on the fact that he was higher than her and he wanted her forgiveness because she was the only person that truly loved and cared about him.

He was the first to break eye contact and he looked down.

"Helena.  I am so sorry for what I have done to you in the past.  Parolles had something to do with it, but it was mostly my immaturity.  Now I realize I do love you and from the bottom of my heart, my dear wife, I hope you can forgive me," he said as he looked into her eyes again.

"Bertram.  I do forgive you," Helena said and immediately after saying this she kissed him.  Then she took a step back and he grabbed her arm to stop her.  He pulled her closer and kissed her again.

"At least I can see you this time," Bertram said causing Helena to blush.

"So where do you want to live my darling?" Bertram asked her picking her up like he was going to take her across the threshold.  What has changed him so much, she thought.

"I want my wife and child to be happy, so where to?" he said like he had read her mind.

She was lost for words and now couldn't speak.  He had her in his arms and he was being so different.  Had she won him?  What changed him?  Was it the war or was it the fact of losing her and then getting her back?

"Honey?  Is something bothering you?" he looked at her with concern.  "Cat got your tongue?"

"Bertram.  Why do you love me?  Is it just because I am carrying your child?" Helena asked.  He was surprised by this question yet he answered if fully.

"Helena.  I love you as much as you have always loved me.  I ahve just realized that I have loved you since the first time I saw you.  I was blinded by who I was and didn't notice until now that you were the only one that cared about me besides my mother," Bertram said.  "Why do you ask such a question when you would have had me whether I loved you or not?  Well, you have won me my darling."

"What has changed you?  Was it the war?" Helena asked still in his arms.

"The war was part of it.  I killed a man. . .and when I buried you I actually grieved.  When I saw you again I didn't want to lose you again.  I don't think I could take losing you for a second time," Bertram said.

"I have always loved living at your home.  The Countess, well our mother, doesn't mind me.  I am already practically her daughter," Helena said.

"All the better.  Let's go home together and you won't have to worry about me dying in war.  There is peace now, so they won't be needing me.  You need me more," Bertram said putting her down and kissing her.

Suddenly someone burst into the court and none the less it was Parolles.

"So aww es bine en dunde!  I cam be ya vavysibber," Parolles said with his mouth full of food that Lafeu had given him and Lafeu walked into the room.

"It is not polite to talk with your mouth full," Lafeu said.

"You are not going to take care of my children in any lifetime!" Bertram said.

"I am your best friend!" Parolles said.

"Was your best friend and a big emphasis on was.  I will not let you turn my children into cowardly lions like yourself, so shoo you cat," Bertram said

"I am not a coward!" Parolles said.

"You will not fool me again.  You gave up all my secrets and the kings so don't go and lie to me that you're not a coward," Bertram said.  "Come on Helena let's go home."  Bertram was going , but Helena did not move.

"We could make him our steward or our butler couldn't we?" Helena said running to Bertram's side.  "I know what he has done to you and how worthless he may be, but you could order him around."

Parolles was disgusted.  He never thought of being a servant.  He was always wearing honorable clothes.

"I think it would suit him," Lafeu put in.

"Alright.  I would love to order him around.  Come along, but get a bath first!" Bertram said.

"But I don't -

"At least you'll get food," Lafeu said.

"Food," Parolles said hungrily.  "A bath.  I will do it at once!"

"I think it would be best to stay here until the baby is born because it takes about six months to  get to Rousillon," Helena said with her hand on her emphasized belly.

"And you're how far along?" Bertram asked.

"Six months," Helena said.

"I think the king won't mind us to stay a little while longer," Bertram said and they both walked out of the court to find the king leaving Lafeu and Parolles alone.

"Wait for me!" Parolles said running after Bertram and Helena.

"What about your bath!" Lafeu yelled after Parolles.  "What a worthless man."

Three months later Helena is in their bed with Bertram and a doctor beside her.  She has gone to full term, but her water did not break yet.

"I don't know what to say Count.  The only way for the baby to come out is C-section," the doctor said.

"No.  I don't want to risk losing her or the baby.  There will -

"Sir!" said a steward bursting into the room.

"What is it?" Bertram asked going to him.

"It's Parolles sir.  He ran away," the steward told him.

"Bertram.  I want a hot bath," said Helena and he ran to her side.

"We must get the baby out of her," said the doctor.

"She wants a bath, so we will give her one," said Bertram picking her up and taking her out of the room.

"Sir?  What about Parolles?" asked the steward.

"Forget about him.  He is not worth looking for because he is probably a general by now or so he says to those he will fool," said Bertram carrying Helena to the bathtub.  "I have my wife to worry about right now."

He put her into the bathtub once it was warm enough.  Five minutes in she started laughing.

"What's so funny Helena?" Bertram asked.

"My water just broke and I feel so much better.  I think I can also have the baby here too," she said.

"The baby could drown!" freaked Bertram and the doctor.

"My father was a doctor.  Trust me," Helena said.

"More like a crazy witch doctor," said the doctor.

"We'll do as she says.  I trust her.  She did outsmart me into getting my ring and having our child," said Bertram looking into her eyes.

Three years later they have their eldest son Bertram Junior and their youngest daughter Diana.  Junior looked like a three year old Bertram Senior and Diana looked like a one year old Helena.  It was at night and the kids were about to go to sleep, but they wanted to be told a story.

"Daddy tell us a story," exclaimed Junior and Diana.

"We'll both tell you a story if you guys promise to go to sleep," Helena said sitting on Diana's bed.

"What story do you want to hear?" Bertram asked sitting on Junior's bed.

"How you fell in love," said Junior.

"Junior?" asked Diana.

"How we fell in love and how Junior came to be here?  Those stories, again?" Bertram asked mockingly not happy.

"Bertram," said Helena.

"Oh alright.  It started with your mother and me when we were young. . ."

The End