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The first free day they both have together after Luz proposes, Amity all but drags Luz to the market so she can buy her fiancée her own ring. Luz groans as Amity pulls her out of bed at the crack of dawn.
Though it's less pulling and more slipping out of her grip in bed to get dressed and refusing to come back to bed when Luz moans for her to come back and snuggle with her.
"Vuelve a la cama, quiero acurrucarme," she moaned from face down on her pillow.
Amity rolled her eyes even as she kneeled over the bed to press a kiss to the back of Luz's head and rub a hand over her back, trying to rouse her quickly without having to toss her out of the bed as sometimes was the case.
"We can snuggle later, querida."
"Or, and consider this…. we could snuggle now…" Her head popped up from the pillow to look at her sleepily.
"We need to do this now," Amity said firmly even as she grinned at her. Luz groaned, head dropping back to the pillow.
"When you said we were gonna spend all day together, getting up at the crack of dawn to go to the market was not what I had in mind…," she mumbled.
Amity sighed, rolling her eyes fondly as she crawled fully back into the bed and wrapped her arms around Luz, lips pressed against her ear.
"We have all day, Luz. I'll take you to breakfast after and I promise, I'll make it worth your while later." The statement was punctuated by a kiss to her neck as Amity threaded her fingers through her hair. "...but we have to do this now."
Luz sighed into her pillow
"...fine," she mumbled. Amity smiled and pressed another brief kiss to her neck before rolling out of bed so Luz could push herself up only for Amity to toss a shirt and pants at her.
Luz grumbles as she flips back the blankets and starts getting dressed.
"Do we have to?" she asks with a sigh as she changes.
"You don't want a ring?" Amity asks, brows furrowed, and she's in the middle of pulling a shirt over her head, so Luz can't see her fiancée's face, but she knows the slight hurt tone when she hears it, she's intimately familiar with all Amity's tones of voice.
"Of course I want everyone to know I'm engaged to the most beautiful witch on the Boiling Isles, mi amor, but do we have to go to the market before dawn?" She finally pulls the tunic over her head and turns to Amity.
"Yes, the stand I want to go to gets there before the sun comes up and he sells out of his wares by breakfast. We need to go now," she says, turning and walking out of their room, Luz following, grabbing her staff off the hook on the wall as she does.
"Why don't you just buy one for me…?" she asks between a yawn.
"I want you to have the one you want." is the answer.
"Are you saying you don't like your ring?" Luz asks, and she's teasing, she knows Amity loves her ring, she'd taken every opportunity to show it to her siblings and their friends over the past week, but that doesn't stop her from spinning around on the stairs, eyes wide.
"What?! No! It's beautiful, Luz," she hurriedly assures.
"Hey, hey, I was teasing, I know you like it…"
"I love it," Amity corrects. "I just…," she sighs. "I just want to get you something you love just as much, and I haven't a clue where to even start… you don't wear jewelry except earrings…," she says and Luz shrugs.
"Never had much interest in it," she agrees with a shrug, stepping down to the step just above the one Amity is standing on so she can lean down over her. "I'd like anything you gave me, Amity." Luz reminds, cupping a cheek in her hand and leaned in to press a soft kiss against her mouth.
"I know you would…," Amity hums against her lips as she pulls back. "But, please Luz, let me do this?"
Luz couldn't say no to that pleading look even if she wanted to.
"I'm already out of bed and dressed so we might as well." She grins and Amity smiles at her.
The morning is warm and it promises to be a hot day, but they've set aside the whole day just to be together, and no matter the weather, that makes it perfect. Those days were much fewer in between since the rebellion. They were both busy often. They had played such pivotal roles in starting and ending the rebellion that people often looked to the two of them and their friends in the past year. There are always problems to solve and people to help adjust, but not today.
They have plenty of time to spare, so they walk, hand in hand to town. Glad to enjoy this unhurried moment together.
"Have you thought any about what you want to do for the wedding?" Luz asked her.
"I've… had some ideas…" Amity hedges, not willing to admit how much she's actually thought out in the one week since they got engaged whenever she had a few minutes between duties.
But Luz knows Amity. She's a planner, and if there was ever anything she'd be eager to plan, it's their wedding.
"You already have a whole notebook full of stuff don't you?" She grins knowingly and watches Amity's cheeks pink.
"It's not full… just like… half," she mumbled and Luz laughed. "They're just ideas! I wouldn't do any actual planning without you… though…," she trailed off. Luz squeezed her hand.
"We haven't really talked about a date yet, but… I have one in mind if it's alright with you."
"Shoot." Luz smiled at her.
"The 31st of October," Amity says.
"Halloween?" Luz can't help but grin at that. To her great surprise, her first October in the Isles, they did in fact have Halloween, though it looked a little different than in the human realm. No one dressed up as witches or werewolves, except her, since all those things existed here. They dressed up as humans. Doctors and lawyers and just everyday human objects. She'd never forget the two years Gus went as a toaster.
Amity smiled, she had a good feeling Luz would like that.
"Yes, but that's not the reason I picked it, querida. It's the next blue moon," she said.
" The bl- the blue moon!" Luz lit up. "That's perfect, amor!"
"Yeah?" Amity smiled.
"Yeah! There's something… hmm, not ironic, but you know what I mean, like, coming full circle." Luz tapped her chin, trying to think of the right word.
"That was my thought exactly." Amity nodded. "I also know how much you love Halloween." she grinned.
"It's true, I do." Luz smiled. "Though I get a distinct feeling that you're not going to let our wedding be costume themed…," she trailed off suggestively.
"No," is the deadpan answer.
"Fine…," Luz pouts. Amity rolled her eyes for the third time since waking up; forty-five minutes ago.
"So, October?"
"October" Luz agrees. "Could I wear an orange suit?" She tries and Amity laughs.
"If you want… but please don't. Orange is not your color, Luz."
"I know, I just wanted to see if you'd let me."
"It is your wedding too."
"Yeah, but you get kinda controlling when you're in charge of planning things, amor," Luz smirks at her as they walk through the market.
"I…!" Amity's mouth closes with a quiet click. She knows it's true, the first blue moon masquerade she'd had to throw after she'd turned sixteen had been a little tense, not the party, but the planning, she'd been a little hard on their friends and Luz, with her anal-retentive tendencies. Luz described her as "type A" and after she actually explained what that meant Amity had to admit it was true.
"I… am going to try very hard, not to do that. I want us to do this together," she said after a moment. Luz smiled at her and lifted their interlaced hands to lay a kiss on the back of Amity's hand in answer.
Amity pulls them to a certain stall in the market and she recognizes him.
He's large and scaly with four eyes and a tail. The same merchant Luz had bought Amity's broach from years ago. The one she still wears pinned to her shirt, under her cloak.
"Miss Blight, Miss Noceda!" He greets happily as they approach.
That's something Luz is still getting used to, people recognizing and knowing her. They and their friends had been pretty front and center during the rebellion after all.
"Good morning, Mr. Azbar." Amity greets him.
"How can I be of service to you today?" He asks looking between them, all four eyes blinking.
"We're looking for a ring," Amity tells him. He hums and gestures to a section of his wares, where some are sitting in their cloth slots on display.
Luz looks them over carefully. They're all pretty, but nothing she would really describe as her style. They're either too big or too much, more in the style that the upper class of Isles society would wear. Very showy, which once, Luz would have jumped at, but her flair for being bright and loud had settled some with age. She doesn't need to be loud or over the top for people to look and pay attention to her. She's not an insecure teenager anymore. She has the attention of all the people she needs.
She's still over the top at heart, but only with those closest to her.
"They're nice," she finally says. "But nothing really jumps out at me." She shrugs and Amity looks disappointed, while Azbar hums, looking at her thoughtfully.
"I do have something else, it was a special order, but the gentlemen who ordered it was a loyalist and met a rather… unfortunate end last year…" he says, tail swaying behind him.
"Sure, let's see it." Luz nods.
He digs under his stall before pulling out a little black box and pops it open.
"Oh, wow," Luz breathes.
It's a silver band with little scrolling patterns engraved into the sides, but the gem inlaid atop it is obviously the centerpiece. It's a bright plum color, with a vaguely star-shaped white pattern on its surface.
"It's beautiful." Amity agrees.
"It's a plum star jewel." He says and Amity's eyes widen at that. "Ahh, I see you're familiar with the stone, Miss. Blight," Azbar says.
"Plum star?" Luz questions.
"They're quite rare, something about their composition and how they're formed, only on the head, allows them to act as conduits for the natural magic of the Isles," Amity explains to her. "That would be perfect for you actually, Luz, it would probably increase your glyphs powers by letting you more easily draw on the magic of the Isles." Amity smiles.
"It's really pretty too." Luz looks at it with starry eyes and Amity sees how enamored Luz is with the ring.
"How much?" she asks him.
"Three-thousand-five hundred"
"Ay dios mio!" Luz shouts, standing up straight, eyes blown wide.
"For the two of you, however, I would take two. I'm certainly not going to make any money from the dead man who ordered it."
"We'll take it," Amity says, and Luz's head whips to her.
"What, No!" she half shouts at her.
"You like this one, I know you do, Luz," Amity says.
"That's a ridiculous amount to spend on my ring, Amity," she argues.
"How much did you spend on my ring?" she asks, planting a hand on her hip, and Luz pursed her lips.
Amity may not know for certain, but she grew up in the upper classes, she knows what a fine piece of jewelry looks like, and what it costs, and she knows her ring is just that. So she has a pretty good idea, and highly suspects Luz paid more than what she's proposing to spend right now.
"I don't have to answer that question." She crosses her arms and turns her nose up.
"Mhmm…," Amity hums knowingly. Luz huffs. "Luz, you said you'd let me buy you the ring you wanted," she reminds and Luz grumbles.
When they were young, Luz had always been weird about money, she never had any qualms about spending her own, hard-earned money on Amity, but never liked it when she spent money on her.
It wasn't until they were older that she admitted that she just never wanted it to seem like she was taking advantage of the money Amity came from. Which she personally thought was ridiculous, she was quite happy to spend her family's money on Luz. It made her mother angry and she liked to make Luz happy; both wins in her book. Especially so long as her father still funded her and the twins, when they asked, and even if he didn't, Amity would still be glad to work just so she could make her future wife happy.
This however was not funded by her father, this was money Amity had been saving for some time, just for this. Luz had simply beat her to the punch. After the first time they had talked about marriage, several years ago, she had started a separate savings fund just for this, and had been quite diligent in putting into it over that time.
They had worked it out, but sometimes, Luz still got a little skittish about it.
"This is the one you want, I know it is, so please?"
Luz sighed, looking at her before glancing back at the ring.
"Alright, yes. That's the one I want," she finally admitted, and Amity smiled, turning to Azbar, who grinned, showing off a mouth full of sharp teeth.
"Excellent!" He closed the box and Amity spun a finger, a sac of snails falling out into her open palm, which she gladly traded off for the box.
"A pleasure to do business with you both, and congratulations." He nodded.
"Thank you," they both said before they walked down the street.
Amity popped it open and pulled the ring from its box and held her hand out.
Luz set her hand in Amity's and let her slip the ring on her finger. She flexed it experimentally, testing the new weight into her hand.
"Well?" Amity asked.
"It's beautiful, amor," she agreed. "Thank you." She smiled, looking up at her. Amity smiled back before leaning down to kiss her.
"Come on, I promised you breakfast," she mumbled against her lips.
~ ~
Two days after their trip to the market Luz is standing in the kitchen brewing potions when Amity and Lilith come home from the Council headquarters, formerly Emperor Belos' castle, at mid-morning.
"Hey, you two are back really early." She grins at them, and they both smile back, but there's something off about it. "Something wrong, was the council such a pain in the ass you left early?" She cocks a brow as she stirs a large orange batch of something.
"No, we've been digging through some of the Belos' more secret places in the depths of the castle, and we found something yesterday, we've been doing some tests on it and have found it to be in perfect working condition…," Lilith trails off. Amity is biting her lip, which makes Luz frown. She only does that when she was worried or nervous.
"What did you find?" Luz asks curiously.
Lilith and Amity share a glance.
"We brought it home, I think it would be better if we showed you," Lilith said before turning to Amity. "Get Eda."
Amity nods before hurrying up the stairs to the younger Clawthorne sister's room.
"Now you're scaring me…" Luz frowned. "Why is Amity upset?"
Lilith frowned.
"She's not upset, just… anxious, I suppose," she hedges.
Amity then returns with Eda.
"So what did you find in that Bozos' castle?" She crosses her arms.
"Come see for yourself." Lilith looks at her seriously.
She leads them outside and around the back of the house and the second it comes into view both Luz and Eda stop cold.
Sitting there in the grass, it's one golden eye staring back at them, is the portal.
Luz is breathless as the door from her dreams and nightmares looks back at her.
Eda's shock doesn't last as long, but then her worried eyes are on Luz, along with Amity's and Lilith's.
"The portal…," she breathes, finally taking a step toward it.
Amity is twisting her fingers anxiously in her cloak as she watches. Her ring feels heavy on her finger.
The door looks like it has seen better days, it's pieces patchworked together with bits of metal and who knows what. He somehow fixed it after she destroyed it.
"You said it works?" Luz finally looks at Lilith, who nods.
"We've been testing it's magic extensively since yesterday morning, and it works every time," she said. "We brought it back, so you may use it, if you wish." She glanced at a fidgeting Amity.
Luz blinks at that.
Her mother… she could finally see her again, tell her where she's been for the past six years.
Slowly she nods.
"Yes,...I...I need my staff!" She turns around and ran back into the house.
Amity feels like she's on the verge of hyperventilating as she stands there, motionless in the yard. Luz needed this, needed to see her mother after all these years.
But what if she decided she didn't want to come back to the Isles?
What if she decided not to come back to her?
The thought is ridiculous, but the fear remains, bubbling in her chest anxiously.
Luz comes running back with her staff in its holster on her back and she still looks shocked and bewildered, but determined.
"Are you sure you're ready, Luz? You don't need to go right this second..." Eda tells her cautiously, she feels much like Amity but is better at hiding it than the younger witch.
"No… " Luz shakes her head. "but it's been six years, I can't make her wait any longer." Eda is frowning but nods.
She takes a step toward the door but stops to glance at Amity and can immediately tell by the hunch of her shoulders and the way her brows furrow between her eyes as she clutches at her cloak that she's scared. Of what, Luz isn't sure, but her fiancée's apparent discomfort beats out her other roiling emotions for the moment and she moves to her.
"Hey, what's wrong?" she asks quietly, reaching out to take hold of her left hand in hers. Their rings make a quiet clinking noise.
Amity shakes her head.
Truthfully, as soon as she had seen the portal in the dank nether regions of the castle, she had wanted to destroy it and never tell Luz about it.
It makes her ashamed to admit that she probably would have if Lilith hadn't been standing there with her. She and Lilith had discussed this at great length since they had found the portal, and as much as she didn't want to, she had to give Luz the choice, because she loved her; it wasn't fair or right to take that choice away from her.
She had to have faith that the woman she loved would come back to her.
"Nothing, Luz… just…" she can't think of anything to say that wouldn't sound selfish or admit how she feels because guilting Luz into not going would be selfish too, and even if she wasn't trying to guilt her, she knew Luz, and Luz would stay if she thought she didn't want her to go.
Luz seems to understand, at least a little bit.
"Hey, it's okay. I'll be fine and back soon, mi amor," she gently assures her with a kiss.
Amity just nods, and then Luz pulls away and turns to the door. She takes a deep breath and with a final glance around at the gathered witches, she opens the door and a blinding light fills the door frame and lights her silhouette as she steps through and it closes behind her.
Amity takes a shuddering breath and spins a finger and her staff appears.
"I'm going back to the castle…," is all she says, and then is flying off before Eda or Lilith can say anything.
"She's worried…" Lilith frowns, watching her go.
"Me too…" Eda frowns at the closed door.
~
The moment Luz steps through the other side she's hit by an assortment of sounds and smells that tug at her memory but also assault her senses.
Even standing in the doorway to the rickety shack in the woods, she can hear the sounds of traffic, something almost foreign to her now, and smell the slight unnaturalness in the air from the everyday pollution. She wrinkles her nose at it.
She also feels strange… like she's been cut off from something, it's hard to put it into words.
She pulls a glyph from her pocket and when she tries to cast the simple light spell the paper disintegrates into dust.
Frowning, she reaches for her staff.
She pulls it from her back and gives it a test, her palisman's eyes glow and a few light spells pop into existence and she sighs in relief, not only because at least the magic of her staff works, but because when she feels it's power course through her, she realizes what the strange feeling is.
Being cut off from the magic of the Isles.
Having learned and trained the last six years to use the wild magic that came from the island itself, she had a deep connection to it, going into another realm and cutting herself off from it feels like losing an appendage; like a phantom limb. she can almost feel it and she knows it's supposed to be there but it isn't and she can keenly feel its loss.
She slips her staff back into its holster and walks down the rickety wooden steps of the abandoned house and follows the path till she's standing next to the street and looks around as cars drive past, their engines loud and cacophonous.
She guessed that the human world really was always this loud, she'd just grown used to not having all the noise of industrialization around her all the time in the demon realm.
She turns and freezes.
There it is, the small house on the corner that was her childhood home.
She swallows thickly.
What if her mother didn't live there anymore? What if she moved away after Luz had disappeared?
As she stands there worrying, a car pulls into the driveway and a woman steps out and Luz's heart stops.
The woman is a little older now. With far more gray in her hair, but it's her mother.
She stands there motionless, watching Camila Noceda walk into the house.
Luz squared her shoulders. It was time.
She walks quickly up to the house and stands on the porch.
She thought about this moment countless times over the last six years, and she had always thought she knew what she was going to say or do when this moment came, but now that she's standing here about to make it a reality, she has no idea.
She takes a deep calming breath and reaches a shaky hand up, hesitating only a moment before finally knocking on the door.
It feels like an eternity, but it's probably only a minute at best before the door clicks open and her mother is standing there, looking at her from the other side.
"Yes, how-" she starts but stops as she stares at the young woman standing on her porch, looking so strange in her cloak, with leather pouches hanging off her hips and a long stick with a carved owl on top hanging off her back, but she looks so achingly familiar it makes Camila's heart twist and she tries to stomp down the hope rising in her chest. How many girls had she seen from behind over the years and hoped had been her little girl?
"Y-yes?"
"Hi, Mamí." Is all Luz can think to say.
Camila sucks in a sharp breath and her eyes glaze over as she shakes her head.
"You… you can't be…," she says shakily, gripping the doorway tightly.
"It is. It's me." Luz smiles, her own eyes starting to burn with tears.
"Luz… I… tell me, tell me something only Luz would know!" she demands but it's more begging, pleading with this familiar-looking stranger to please be who she says she is.
"Something only I would know…," Luz repeats, thinking. "Um, when I was ten you had to pick me up from school because I blew up a glitter bomb in science class and claimed I didn't need science because I had ma…"
"Magic…," Camila chokes and the tears are suddenly pouring down her face. "Luz!" she wails, throwing herself on her, and her grip is so tight Luz can barely breathe, but she holds her back just as tightly, her own tears finally dripping from her face as they sink to a pile on the porch.
They sit there for a very long time, till her mother can't cry anymore and neither can she.
Camila finally pulls back to look at her, eyes red and puffy and she cups Luz's face in her hands.
"You're a grown woman…," her mother sniffles, looking at her so sadly, even as she smiles at her. "You never came home… I looked for so long…" tears are still sliding down her cheeks. "Where have you been, Mija?" she finally asks desperately.
"We better go inside so you can sit down… you're not going to believe me…," she says and Camila frowns at that.
She doesn't believe her; at first.
Luz tells her where she's been and Camila thinks she's gone crazy, until she proves it by doing some spells with her staff and pulls her old phone out of her pocket she grabbed when she went to get her staff, and begins showing her the photos and videos she's taken over the years of the Isles, of Eda, Lilith, King, and Hooty. She carefully avoids the ones of Amity for now. She doesn't want to overload her mother by telling her she's engaged, as though that would be the hardest thing to believe in her story…
Camila sits amazed and silent for a long while as she explains Belos' and having to destroy the portal to save Eda, even though it effectively cut her off from the human realm. She talks about going to Hexside, graduating, and her friends, which makes Camila smile.
Eventually, she starts asking questions and Luz is happy to answer them all. They sit there for hours, talking. Luz gestures wildly as she tells her stories and Camila can see it clearly.
Her excitable little girl, in this older, mature, young woman sitting next to her, and for the first time in years, doesn't feel the hollow ache in her heart that had been present since the day Luz had disappeared.
It's when Luz is gesturing wildly with her hands that Camila notes the glint on her left hand and gasps, making Luz stop.
"What?" She blinks and Camila grabs her left hand and is looking at the silver ring and it's glinting violet, and white, oval stone.
Oh
"You're married, Mija?!" Camila all but shouts. She missed her daughter's wedding?!
"Engaged, actually…" Luz grins. Guess she was going to tell her about Amity now. "Just a week ago in fact."
"Engaged! Tell me, tell me all about him!" Her mother is smiling.
"Her, actually," she says nervously. Her mother had known she was bi, but she had been fourteen at the time and this was a totally different thing.
"Tell me about her." Her mother still demands and Luz smiles.
"Her name is Amity… we've been together six years, since that first summer…"
Luz then launches into what she refers to as an epic tale of romance and adventure.
Even if it starts with Amity not liking her very much. She goes through it all.
Their first meeting at Hexside, the covention, Grom, grudgby, the masquerade and so many of the little moments in between up to Luz's proposal last week and then the finding of the portal door.
Camila asks many questions about Amity and everyone and makes faces throughout. Exasperated at so many of her daughter's antics and happy for all her triumphs.
By the end of it all, tears are welling up in her eyes again.
"I've missed so much of your life…," she says sadly.
Luz grabs her hands and holds them tightly between hers.
"You've missed some, but I promise you won't miss anymore." She smiles.
Camila nods but is frowning.
"You're not coming back to stay are you?" she asks and Luz frowns.
"No…" Luz shook her head. "The rest of my family… my friends… the love of my life... they're all back on the Bolling Isles...I've made a life there, besides, we both know I never fit in here… that's why you sent me to summer camp in the first place…"
Camila flinches at that. How often over the last six years had she wished with all her heart that she had never sent Luz away?
"You could have…" Camila starts but Luz shakes her head.
"Mamí, everyone at school hated me. I never told you about it because I didn't want you to worry, but no one wanted to be friends with me. They picked on me constantly. I was never going to be like them, but back home… I get to be everything and do everything I ever wanted. For my part in the rebellion, people respect me, I have friends that would do anything if I asked them and a fiancée who loves me," she says and squeezes her mom's hands. "The Isles are my home."
Camila sniffles but nods sadly.
"You really have grown up, Mija," she says.
"You can still be a part of my life. Now that the portal is working I can come to visit you anytime and you can come to visit me."
"I would like to meet your friends and Amity." She smiles and Luz grins brightly.
"You'll love her!" Luz promised.
Camila tells her about the very hard two years just after she disappeared and all the time she spent looking for her before finally giving up, and it makes guilt swell in Luz's gut, but she knows there's nothing to do about it now. She never stopped trying to find a way, it just never panned out anytime they thought they had a lead.
They talked for hours until Luz realizes the sun is coming up. She's been here since yesterday morning.
"Mierda!" She jumps up off the couch. "I've been here a whole twenty-four hours, Amity is probably worried about me!"
Camila stands, and though the last thing she wants is to see Luz go, she knows she must.
"Come back soon, please, Mija…" she says and Luz smiles and hugs her.
"I promise I'll be back in a day or two, I'll take you to meet everyone."
"I'd like that…" she smiles and squeezes her daughter tightly and walks her to the door.
Luz bounds down the steps and turns to smile and wave at her. Camila waves back, and then Luz is running down the street toward the woods. Camila stands on the porch, watching her go until she can't see her anymore.
She hops up the steps and opens the door and is relieved when she steps through into the demon realm. There was a small fear in the back of her mind that the door might not work.
As soon as she steps back out, into the backyard of the owl house, she can feel her connection to the Isles return, like stepping out of a stuffy house out into the cool fresh air. She breathes deeply and smiles as she runs around to the front of the house.
"Luz, your back!" Hooty stretched out to greet her, wriggling happily.
"I'm back," she grins at him and steps inside.
Lilith is sitting on the couch and looks up when she walks in.
"You're back!" She sounds relieved.
"Of course, is Amity here? I have a lot to tell her."
"No, she left early this morning, she… seemed upset." Lilith hesitates to tell her, but Luz deserves to know.
She frowns but nods. She would have to make up for that. She was gone longer than she meant to be and never meant to worry her.
"I'll talk to her when she gets home,"
"How was it?" Lilith asks curiously and Luz grins.
"Great. We had a lot to talk about but...
I think my mom's gonna be okay. She just needs some time to soak it all up I think." She shrugs and Lilith nods.
"It is a lot to take in."
"Is Mom home?" she asks. And Lilith cocks a brow at that but nods.
"In the kitchen."
Luz walks into the kitchen where Eda is standing at their brewing station, working on something.
"I'm back!" she announces, making Eda look up, she looks relieved to see her.
"Hey, kid. How'd it go?" she asks cautiously.
Luz smiles and tells her all about it. Eda nods along, listening to her story.
"I think things are going to be kind of interesting, introducing mamí to everyone and the Isles," she chuckles.
Eda nods and Luz hums, walking over. Eda has been kind of quiet.
"Something up, momma?" she asks, hopping up on the counter next to where Eda is working. She shakes her head, the word stings her today.
"Come on, tell me." Luz nudges her with her foot and Eda sighs, knowing that Luz isn't going to go away until she speaks.
"Lilith had me looking at the seating chart she's helping Amity with for the wedding, had me in the front row, but now that you got your mom back, she should have that spot, kid," she says.
"Huh?" Luz blinks at her owlishly. She can read between the lines. Is that what has her all down, she thinks that Luz isn't going to look at her as her mother anymore?
She has her mamí back, it's true, but Luz isn't going anywhere, and no one, even her birth mother could ever take the place Eda has claimed In her heart, just as Eda could never really take Camila's.
"Your mom should be in the front row at the wedding, Luz," Eda says, not looking up from the potion she's working on.
"You will be." Luz says, "and Mamí will be right next to you."
"Luz, it's ok…," she says quietly, and Luz's frown deepens.
"She's my mom... but so are you." She asserts.
"Luz you don't need to-" Eda sighs.
"You are," Luz affirms, cutting her off and hopping off the counter to stand eye to eye with the older witch. "You didn't have to take me in, take care of me, or teach me magic, but you did, for six years you did all these things you didn't have to. You certainly didn't have to love me, but you did, and I love you. You'll always be my mom, and you'll sit right next to mamí in the front row at my wedding where you belong," she tells her, leaving no room for argument, and for the first time since Luz can ever remember, tears are starting to drip down Eda's cheeks. It's been some close calls over the years, but this is the first time she's ever openly shed tears in front of Luz.
Eda wraps her arms around her, chin on her shoulder and Luz squeezed her back just as tightly.
"I love you too, kid." Eda sniffles and Luz smiled, burying her face in Eda's shoulder as tears stung at her own eyes. She's been doing way too much crying lately.
She pulled back and Eda wiped at her eyes just as the front door opened, and they can hear Amity and Lilith talking.
"Hey babe, in here!" Luz called and a second later Amity is standing in the doorway, gold eyes wide.
"You're back!" A bright smile broke out across her face as she hurried to close the distance between them and wrap her arms around her.
Luz laughed, squeezing her fiancée tightly.
"Of course. I told you, I would be." She pulled back enough to kiss Amity's cheek.
"I know, I was just… worried about you, that maybe you missed your home more than you thought you would… that you might not come back..., " she admits sheepishly. Luz can hear the 'to me' in her words.
"I missed mamí, but my home is here, with you, Amity," Luz assured her with a squeeze.
Amity pressed her smile into Luz's neck and squeezed her back.
Once Amity was thoroughly reassured Luz pulled back and grinned at her.
"She can't wait to meet you!"
"Meet me?!" Amity squeaked.