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CROSSED LINES.

A Johnny Test Hentai Fanfic.

THIS IS AN UNOFFICIAL CONTINUATION OF "Johnny and the Limit", which was written by vic elor. I recommend that your read his fanfic first. I do not have exclusive rights to continue his story. I think of this as A continuation, not THE continuation.

by Belfry.

CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE:

2066.

Lipton continued. "After your honeymoon, Johnny went to work for the government. To this day, his activities for that year are still classified. All that we know is that you stayed with him that whole time."

Mary said, "I'm sorry, James, I cannot discuss it. I don't think I have twenty years left to serve in prison for breaking Federal secrets law," smiling and winking at the end.

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2018.

Mary looked hard at Jillian, not believing what she thought Jillian had just said. Was she proposing what Mary thought she was proposing?

As if she read Mary's thoughts, Jillian said, "I don't mind sharing Johnny if it means Jean will have her father in her life."

"Say what?", Mary asked. It's not that she wasn't used to sharing him--the number of times Susan and/or Sissy participated with them had dropped to once a week or so. But to share Johnny with HER?

Johnny cleared his throat. "What exactly do you mean by that?"

Jillian answered, "There is no reason why you and I couldn't marry on Vegandon. Think of the advantages! You would be Prince Jonathan! As royalty, you would be set for life. And it would give your daughter her rightful place."

"Rightful...place?", Johnny asked. "What about Mary?"

Jillian looked out at Jean, still exploring the Test back yard, "Only the most trusted in the royal family knows the truth," Jillian sadly said. "During my pregnancy, the Vegandan public was told I was attending the Royal Academy. After June was born, the rest of the Vegan people were told she is an orphaned, distant cousin from offworld." She looked out in the yard and happily called, "Jean! Please come here!"

Jean stopped her running around, and playfully skipped back to the porch. She sat down on the lawn recliner with her mother as Jillian hugged her.

"Jean," she said to her daughter, "These are my friends. We have no secrets with them, you can talk freely. Now, who are you?"

Jean's eyes narrowed, as if she was reading a mental poster, "I am Jean Vegan, a princess of the royal family."

"And who am I?", Jillian asked her.

Jean giggled and exclaimed, "You're my mommy!", as she hugged Jillian.

"Good Girl!," she said as she smiled at her daughter, "Now go on and play."

Jean resumed her exploring. As Jillian watched her, she said, "She is so much like you, Johnny." She turned and faced him.

Johnny nodded his head, Thirty minutes ago, his future was set. The wedding with his beloved Mary, go to P.I.T., via his curling scholarship, have as many children as she wants, live the good life living with and making love to his wife, Susan, Sissy, and Lila (behind the other's back). One big happy family!

But now all that was in jeopardy.

"Mary." Jillian said as she turned her eyes to her, "As his sister, you would become Lady Mary Test. You would have the rank, privileges, and responsibility of the royalty. You could head our scientific community."

"I don't want to go to Vegandon," Mary said.

"Honey," Johnny said, looking at his soon-to-be bride, "Have you thought this out?"

Jillian spoke up. "Think of all the good you can do on Vegandon..."

Mary shook her head side to side, and said, "I've waited five and a half years to call Johnny my husband. And I'm not going to dilute our marriage vows by sharing him with a second wife at the same time, who is also the mother of his love child, no less, on an alien planet millions of miles from Earth!"

Mary calmed down, took a deep breath, and then continued, "If Johnny wants to become ambassador to Vegandon, I will support him. But I will only go with him as HIS ONE AND ONLY WIFE!"

Jillian sighed. Her 'wish plan' just fell apart. She had hoped that guilt over his daughter would have pushed Johnny into marrying her. Now down to her original plan. She had it all figured out! Even if Johnny declined marrying her, Ambassador Johnny and herself would have all night "negotiating sessions", while Mary would be too busy and too tired running the Royal Science Academy to notice.

But could she convince Johnny? That depended on whether he would take his marriage vows with Mary to heart.

Johnny asked, "How soon do you think it will be until Diplomatic Relations start?"

"At least two months," Jillian answered. "Plenty of time for you and Mary to get married and get your personal life in order."

Mary asked, "And we'd be away from Earth for how long? I have a career here on Earth. I can take a year's leave of absence from the Institute.".

Jillian thought, 'A year is better than none'. She then said, "How soon are you two going to 'tie the knot'?"

Mary answered, "Today were going to see a friend of my mother's, and start a complex plan to legally become husband and wife."

Jillian said, "Anyone who could pull off marrying her brother under your Draconian laws must be a genius!"

"Which I am," Mary said as she leaned towards Jillian, so Johnny couldn't hear, and whispered, "I'm no fool, either."

Jillian leaned back, cleared her throat, and called out to her daughter, "Princess, it is time to go!"

Jean stopped dead in her tracks. When she heard her mother call her 'Princess', she knew her playtime was over. She immediately straightened her back, went into 'Regal mode', and started walking back to the porch.

Jillian stood up and stepped off the porch. "I'll be back in two months," she said, knowing in her heart that she couldn't bear attending their wedding, watching Johnny pledge his eternal love to someone else. Jean took her mother's hand, as Jillian tapped her broach. "Two to transport," she said. Jean briefly waved and said, "Thank you, Sir and Miss" just before they faded out.

"Sooooooo, is the wedding still on?", Johnny asked his beloved.

"Of course," Mary said. "Did she REALLY think she could convince me to share you with her? She's not family!"

Johnny laughed. "She can try all she wants, but I will NEVER stop loving you," he said, just before he turned to her and kissed her.

Lila stepped out onto the porch. "You two...", she said, feigning irritancy and smiling, "Ready to go see the judge? The sooner his adoption is annulled, the sooner you two can tie the knot!"

"I love you, Johnny Test," Mary whispered in Johnny's ear.

"I love you, Mary Test," Johnny whispered back, then added, "Shall we tell 'Grandma'?", nodding his head at Lila.

"Not yet. We don't want her freaking out!"

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On the Diplomatic ship, which is also the Royal yacht, Jillian was with her daughter in her bedroom. "Nap time, baby," she said. Jean removed her slippers and laid down on her bed.

"Mommy," Jean said as she yawned, "Is Mister Test going to be my daddy?"

Tears started to form in Jillian's eyes. She hadn't expected her to ask that question...yet.

"I don't know, baby," she sighed as she pulled Jean's blanket over her. She tried to hold her tears back. "Do you like him?"

"Yeah, he's nice," Jean said as she started drifting off to sleep.

"I like him, too," she softly said as she leaned over and kissed her daughter. "Sweet dreams, baby..."

In mere seconds, Jean was sound asleep. Quietly, Jillian rose and exited to slowly, quietly closing the door between her daughter's and her bedrooms.

As soon as she closed the door to her bedroom, Jillian's tears began to flow. "It's so unfair! I love Johnny just as much as her! I should have told him I was pregnant!", she cried. She was so angry at herself that she never noticed a wooden wardrobe silently appear in the room. "And Mary, showing off her engagement ring, telling me she wouldn't share him with me! Wanting him all to herself! I'm so mad! I WISH SHE HAD DIED WHEN SHE FELL DOWN THOSE STAIRS!"

'THAT COULD BE ARRANGED...", a sinister, male voice said.

Shocked, Jillian turned to see a man walk out from the wardrobe, it's doors closing behind him. Taller than a Vegandan, about 6 feet, an older man with short black hair, thin, his jet black clothes and shoes highlighted by a sliver leaves embroidery on his turtle neck collar. Stroking his goatee, he slowly took two steps toward her, an arrogance in his walk, before standing before her and bowing his head.

Jillian narrowed her eyes and nervously asked, "Who are you? Erebus?", remembering a drawing she once saw.

"I have many names, my child," the stranger said, "but I prefer to be called The Master. Sounds like you do not want Mary Test alive..."

Jillian stared at this stranger who seemed to know how she felt and why.

"Anger, rage, fury?", the Master said, "There's hope for you yet!", then calmly gazed in her eyes. "So you do wish her dead?"

"Not per se," Jillian replied, having calmed down somewhat, "I just want her not interested in Johnny as a lover and husband."

The Master tilted his head and thought for a moment. "That might work for my purposes, though eliminating her was what I had in mind."

"What purposes?, Jillian queried, raising an eyebrow.

"A desire we have in common. For centuries the descendants of Jonathan and Mary Test have hounded me, destroying my plans, disrupting my efforts, almost as much as my worthy opponent, the Doctor!", the Master cried. He picked up a goblet sitting on the table next to him, his fingers at both ends, his thumbs on the end of the stem and bottom of the bowl. "I simply wish to snap that limb off the Test family tree," he said while neatly snapping to stem from the bowl, tossing the bowl into a trash can, "and you could have the young Jonathan for yourself!", still holding the stem.

Hearing that suggestion made Jillian's heart go aflutter. 'Johnny, mine and mine alone!', she thought. 'My dreams of a family, and unlimited lovemaking, with my prince, Johnny!'

She glanced towards the door to Jean's bedroom. "What about my baby?"

"When you discovered who her father is, you would have simply told Johnny that you're pregnant with his child. Such an honorable man would marry you for his child's sake, and a 15 year-old Mary Test would be furious at him for fathering a child behind her back, breaking her love for him," the Master replied.

"That will break his heart!", Jillian cried.

"But you'll be there to take her place," the Master disgustingly said.

Jillian thought a sec. "But I'll feel guilty about hurting him..."

"You won't remember this, because the timeline will change. This life you have had from that point will have never have happened, replaced by what you make of it."
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