California - 1995

"Oh god!" She screamed, backing away from the sudden holes appearing along the wall. "Jotaro! Jotaro!"

Her husband was there in an instant, and she flinched at his sudden appearance. He had stopped time again. Even more bizarre abilities that she didn't hope to understand. "What's wrong?" He asked, searching the room. Within a second his eyes came upon the smashed-in plaster. "When did it happen?" He asked harshly, his voice becoming colder than usual. "What else did it do, Dolly?"

"N-Nothing." She said, unnerved and panicking a little. "Nothing else. Jolyne-" her breath caught as her baby, only two years old, rose into the air from her little bed, held by invisible arms. "Jotaro," she said, her voice wavering, "please... just hold her with your hands." Jotaro said nothing, but Jolyne moved through the air, and was deposited in Jotaro's arms.

He stepped closer to his wife, and began to hold out Jolyne for her to take, "Now, Dolly, I need you to take Jolyne and go somewhere safe. I'll be just behind you. If there's an Enemy Stand in here then-"

"It's Jolyne."

"Eh?"

"The holes..." tears began running down his wife's face. "Jolyne was crying, and fussing, and I was hushing her, but she got mad, and those holes started appearing. Jolyne is the Stand User."

Jotaro looked down at his daughter, who still had tears on her face from crying earlier, but seemed much happier now, in her father's arms. He didn't hold her often, and so Jolyne thought it was a treat.

"Huh." He said, after considering it for a few moments. He began reaching out again, but stopped when his wife took a step back. "What's wrong?" He asked. "I mean, it's a little unexpected, but Stands are passed down along blood-"

"Jotaro... she... is it safe for me to hold her?"

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"She can break through the wall from three feet away. What if she gets scared or upset, and has a tantrum that takes my head off?"

"...Dolly." Jotaro said, his voice getting a little softer. "You don't have to worry about that. If she does anything, I can handle it-"

"I know." She said. "I know, Jotaro. But I can't. Just... until we know it's safe, can you just hold her?"

Jotaro considered it, looking back down to his daughter. "Yare yare..." he mumbled under his breath. He looked back up to his wife and answered with a simple "Yeah."

"So she's got a Stand?" Polnareff's voice from the phone was always comforting and welcoming. And it wasn't like he had anyone else to turn to when discussing these types of things.

"Yeah." Jotaro answered simply. "She only used it the one time though. Dolly has had me staying with the brat 24/7 since. It's beginning to get in the way of my work."

"Have you seen what it looks like?"

"No."

"Hm. Well, I'm not sure what to say, Jotaro. Jolyne is young. From personal experience, I can tell you that a Stand is drastically weaker when being used by a child."

"Alessi?"

"Oui. You can tell your mademoiselle that Jolyne is practically harmless. It shouldn't be a problem, after all, you're there to help teach her. It's not like having a Stand is a bad thing, no?"

"Kakyoin was born with Green..."

"See!"

"And he was an antisocial manipulator with no friends until we got a hold of him."

"Well... you'll be there to make sure that doesn't happen, right Jotaro? Do not worry. Everything will turn out okay."

California - 1997

"I want a divorce."

Dolly sighed, covering her face with her hands. "Jotaro... please, we need to stay together! For Jolyne, for us."

Jotaro's face was hard and stoic. "We both know that us never went anywhere."

"Oh Jotaro."

"Dolly, we were never in love. It happened too quickly. We both rushed things unnecessarily, and I don't think I'm the kind of person who's capable of settling down."

"I..." she sat down and looked at her own hands for a few seconds, before looking back up to Jotaro. "I always thought that you had some kind of hidden softness. A warm core that would allow you to be kind and tender and thoughtful, but that you had just buried it. I thought that I could crack your coldness, that silent, stoic, tough man that I swooned for. I thought I could change you. But I was wrong. Jotaro, I know you well enough to know you are a good person. I know that... but you're not a tender one. You're not a loving one or a kind one. I just..."

Jotaro nodded in affirmation, still silent. "It's not you." He said, trying to be comforting, "I'm just don't think I'm meant to be married."

Dolly's mind churned for a few minutes, leaving the two of them in uncomfortable silence, until she nodded as well. "I know."

Jotaro looked down at the floor, "...What do you want to tell Jolyne?"

"I'm not sure." She met his eyes hesitantly "maybe we should wait... until she's older, until she's had the chance to grow up."

"With two people who can barely stand each other?" Jotaro asked bluntly.

Dolly blushed, becoming suddenly angry. "You can't stand me?"

"It's just... yare yare daze... wouldn't it be better for her if we were just honest. Rather than faking it for her?"

She frowned, but agreed, "Fine."

"How should I say goodbye to her?"

"You won't be saying goodbye. I will."

"What?" Jotaro asked, honestly surprised.

"You're the one with the Stand. I can't teach Jolyne that. I can't stop her. What if it's something beyond just punching things that are too far away for her to reach normally? What if it gets dangerous and weird like those people you fought? I won't be able to handle that Jotaro. It wouldn't be safe. Not for me or Jolyne."

"I can't raise a kid." Jotaro said, beginning to get scared.

"You're a father! Accept it."

New York - 1999

Suzie lifted up Jolyne, laughing with the five year old as the child's waist unraveled so that her feet would stay on the ground. Lowering her again, Jolyne reformed, giggling. Suzie Q's acceptance of the bizarre had extended to her great-granchild's bizarre body as well. Jotaro and Joseph watched, amused from the other side of the room. Joseph's age was finally catching up to him since their vampire hunt eleven years ago ended.

"I really should have kept up my Ripple training." He said mournfully to his grandson.

Jotaro didn't say anything, content with watching Jolyne play with his grandmother.

"...Jotaro." Joseph began. "Now, I'm sure I have another thirty years in me, probably."

Jotaro smirked a little. "If we're all so unfortunate."

"Asshole." Joseph said, chuckling. "But... well, I had a look at the process of declaring my will. And since you're heading to Morioh in Japan anyway..."

Jotaro raised a single eyebrow, wondering where this was going.

"Well, on the list of my descendants... there was a name I didn't recognize. Uh... Jotaro, I have something to confess. But, please, for all that's holy, don't tell Suzie."

"Shit." Jotaro said quietly. "'I only love my wife', eh, bastard?"

"Shh! Listen, when you go to Morioh looking for this Angelo guy... look up the name Higishikata."

"If you don't tell Grandma Suzie by the time we're back, I'm telling her myself."

"...Don't worry." Joseph said, looking guilty. The thought of confessing his infidelity sixteen years past seemingly making the man age even faster from the stress alone.

Jotaro decided he didn't pity him for that much. Let him feel guilty. "Come on Jolyne!" Jotaro ordered. "Say goodbye to the geezers. We're heading for Japan."

Notes:

I've given the name "Dolly (maiden named Parten) Kujo" to Jotaro's wife and Jolyne's mother. She's named after the singer of the song "Jolene" which Kujo Jolyne is named after.