(Y/n) woke up and went to check on her injured guest early the next morning. She found he was still there and feeling around for things, he took her hand when he felt it. She touched his golden hear as she checked his head for other wounds, "How are you feeling this morning?"  (Y/n) felt the man turn to her and touch her cheek, he was still blindfolded but he was feeling her face, "I am better. Thank you."
She noticed he did not call her his mother again, he must have realized his mistake. He was gentle as he kept feeling her face. His own facial expression changed and he was quiet before reaching out to grab her and hug her. This surprised the albino girl and she struggled away from him, she successfully got away from his inhumanly string grip.
She stood away from him as he seemed to reach out and search for her, the albino kept her hand over her mouth to keep him from hearing her.

Carefully, she backed away. A hand pressed against her back, she wanted to yell but saw it was Alastair and she calmed down. The Romanian young man pulled her carefully away and let her go. The stars in the sky lit up the area. Alastair whispered, "Magnus is a dangerous person. Did he see you?"
"He did yesterday, but he kept calling me his mother.," the teen replied, "That tight hug was kind of suffocating."
"You do look like your mother.," the young Romanian spoke quietly, "Are you hurt anywhere?" (Y/n) shook her head to the relief of the male, she remembered what he said, "what do you mean I look like my mother? She's dead."
"She died a little while after giving birth to you, but before that, she had four other children. Your older brothers.," the Romanian male said, "but you do resemble her greatly, like your eldest brother resembles your father."
(Y/n) stepped back but was caught again by Alastair, "Careful, you almost ran into fath- Dracul."
She looked back to see the vampiric Romanian behind her, his red eyes looked down at her. He looked to the bunkhouse, "I shall take him back to his home. But I fear more will come of he knows who you are."

The Romanian disappeared. Alastair made (y/n) go back inside the house and made breakfast for her and the children by himself. He let the female think over everything, but she was a little too tired to think.
Alastair found her passed out on the couch when he was done, she must have forced herself to wake up to take care of the injured man with little concern for herself. She needed her rest now that she was using magic. The Romanian young man woke up the children and got them ready for the day before telling them to play quietly inside. He went back and laid a blanket over the albino girl before going to eat and clean dishes then heading to bed. The children quietly played with toys or (y/n)'s hair until she was woken up by a knock at the door.
The albino sleepily went to the door and rubbed her eyes as she opened it, "Hello?" She yawned and opened the door for her father. He was happy to see his daughter and the children.

He gave his daughter a hug and greeted the small children around him. Mark and Elise clung to (y/n)'s sleeves as she walked back to the couch. Gabriel and Geneviere helped Malt he put his things away, Maria and David were quietly playing as the others did their own thing. Malthe unpacked and looked back at his napping daughter, she must have stayed up late or gotten up very early to take care of the children. She was so sweet and motherly. The twins that were with her played with her hair, brushing and braiding it, as she slept. The blond man was quite happy with his family and life at the moment then remembered these children would have to go to their own time periods again. His daughter could only choose one husband. He smiled, but he was happy with whoever his daughter chose. He did his paperwork as he watched the children play. He remembered how his daughter used to play by herself for the longest time because she was not good with talking to humans. (Y/n) was so cute when she was little, he wished that she could have just stayed small.

(Y/n) woke to Mark and Elise snuggling her and trying to wake her up. She picked up the twins and blew raspberries in their cheeks. The little children were squealing in laughter, they were so happy! The albino teen smiled happily at the two little kids. The other children came over to see what the noise was and were pulled in to snuggles and raspberries as well. It was a whole lot of laughter. Malthe smiled as he finished his papers and put them away, he remembered doing the same thing to (y/n) when she was little, she loved it and all the attention she got from him. The albino teen got up and made dinner for everyone. They did not have lunch because of how tired she was, so she made it up by making a great dinner. Sunday was over before they knew it.
(Y/n) did the laundry and cleaned her school uniforms up, she saw she still had that injured man's clothes. His shirt and vest, She even found his trousers that he changed out of. Magnus, that what she heard Alastair and Dracul refer to him as...
She shrugged and placed his clothes with hers, she could find something to do with them.

Morning came, as did the need to go to school.
(Y/n) got up and quickly got dressed, she got breakfast made for everyone and for herself. She made herself lunch and packed everything up to go to school. The smell of coffee woke her father up, the man was up early enough that he could get a hug from his daughter before she ran out the door to go to school.
It was still early but she was on time to get in the door. She went to her classroom to wait for her classes to start. Again, she felt tired. She did not know why but she was beginning to get more and more tired. Her head fell into her desk and she slipped into sleep. Her peaceful rest was undisturbed until she felt something watching her, then something touching her. She smacked whatever was touching her away. The hand came right back to caress the curl-spikes she had adorning her head. The irritated teen looked up to see who dared to touch her precious spikes.

It was her formerly terminally ill classmate! The albino sat up and looked at her classmate in surprise, "You're at school?"
"Yep! It's amazing! The tumor is gone, just like that strange man said it would be!," the (boy/girl) said with a wide smile, "I'm sure it was somehow your doing. Because I got better only after you visited." (He/she) put a finger over (his/her) lips and went to the assigned seat. (Y/n) smiled slightly, she was glad that her classmate was feeling better. Class went on as scheduled and everyone seemed to be happy that Monday morning. She went to her next class then to her free study period before lunch. She was going to be free for two periods, why not hide in the theatre room? Nobody uses it anymore...
She sat on the stage and nibbled the food she had made for herself that morning. She made a little too much, kinda wish she had someone to share with. The albino female did her homework and nibbled her lunch leisurely. This was an easy life.
A knock on the door told her someone was there, she looked up to see Dracul. He usually did not like her to face him.

"Dracul, what do I owe this pleasure?," the female asked with a smile, "Is Magnus okay?" "He is.," the Romanian replied, "However he still remembers you, the sweet you woman who helped him."
(Y/n) shrugged, not seeing anything wrong with it. Dracul seemed a little annoyed but sighed and sat near her, "He might soon know who you are, if he has not already realized. Your future children have messed the timeline up."
"One of them is our son.," the female replied.
"Well. The thing is, someone will have to do something.," the Romanian spoke, "Because this will ruin the timeline of your life quickly."
"And how will this be accomplished?," (y/n) asked and got a look from the Romanian. "Already, the preparations are underway by your future forms, ones who can, in cooperation, fix this.," the Romanian man said as he took some of the food in the girl's lunch, "This is very good, by the way."

"It means you will forget me, right?," the albino asked, "It was fun talking to you, you are very wise."
"Wise? No. Experienced? Yes.," the Romanian replied and got up, "I need to go to sleep now, take care. Princess."
The dark Romanian disappeared. He called her princess, why? What reason? What reason did he have? To be nice, to be funny? Or was it a hint?
The albino female picked up her lunch and went to the lunch room. She sat at her usual table and listened to the banter of the teens near her as she always did.
It was about the newest movie with a princess theme. That sparked the answer on her mind.
Princess.
The man, Magnus, was looking for a princess. His sister.
Dracul called her princess. He said she looked like her mother, Magnus mistook her for his mother.

The pieces fell into place.
"He's my brother.," the female whispered to herself and shook, feeling clammy and ill. She did not feel good but she had to power through this.
She got up and went to her last classes before leaving school, saying goodbye to the classmates she had. She went home and saw she still had time before she had to go to bed. She changed into the shirt and vest that she now knew was her brother's, it was big on her from him being such a giant. It came down to a few inches above her knees but lower than mid-thigh. She felt happy with it on, the vest did not fit so well so she took it off.
Malthe called up to her, "(y/n) we need some groceries, can you go to the store to get them?"
"Sure!," the teen put on some pants and shoes before running out the door with her purse and parasol. She happily walked around town and got the items and groceries she needed.
The bags in her hands made it hard to see, her parasol was hard to hold as she walked. She was about to cross a street when a hand grabbed her, "Careful. You are walking into traffic."

(Y/n) looked up to the man who caught her, his eyes were dull, dark and evil in feeling, but they did not make her spine chill. She gave him a nod of thanks and waited for the light to change with him. She felt his eyes boring down at her. It felt like he was looking into her very being.
"You look like my mother.," the man said. (Y/n) nodded, "I'm told I look almost exactly like my mother."
She could feel his smile. His hand was warm on her back, "That shirt is nice, reminds me of my older brother's, where did you get it?"
"From my older brother.," the female said, having an inkling on who this was. The man behind her chuckled and pulled the back of the shirt to see the tag, "I know this is my brother's shirt for two reasons, this is too big for you and only he has these special made by this brand."
"I can't give it back.," the female said and walked across the crosswalk, "this is the only shirt I have right now."
"I can give you mine.," the cheery burn covered man offered and motioned to the metal band shirt he wore under his jacket, "I can give you a show as well." He gave her a wink.
"Underage, creep.," the female replied.

"Oh. Too bad. You're really cute.," the man said as he followed her, "I still need that shirt though, Maggie is not happy about losing his shirt and vest."
"Magnus?," the female asked and that made the burned man stop. His eyes showed that he was thinking hard as he stared at her face. He suddenly backed away from her and mad a loud gasp.
"YOU!," The man said, "You're the one who helped my brother!"
He seemed a little dense. He forgot what she said earlier about the shirt. He ran off to get other people who were in the bar he pointed to, (y/n) did not stick around and walked home anyway. She did not want to deal with burn man and his crazy that day.

-

(Y/n) in the future where she married Thurston had made the final preparation to the spell. All she needed to do bow was cast it. She was able to coordinate with the other future forms of her with the portal they all carried.
It was going to be hard and they all would be drained of energy for a few days to a few weeks, but it would be worth it to have their children home.
The glowing portals rose from each woman's hand and increased in size, their child or children's faces only present in their portals.

The children all came home. Safe and sound. Like it should be. The portals closed but the goddess future's one stayed open as she still had magic to spare. She removed the memories of who each one in the past met herself, change a little something and let the portal close on its own once she was done.
A graceful smile on her face as she did.
"I only want happiness, and I know my past self shall find it.," she whispered to herself before taking her children to their rooms.

-

(Y/n) opened her eyes to a new bright Saturday evening. No memory of the week, she found her bed had get well cards around it. She had the wildest dream, but the memories of the dream were slowly fading away.
She read a card from a classmate, "You scared us when you passed out in class! Get well soon!"
She did not remember passing out. Or being in school. She felt her head and felt she had a high temperature, she was sick. Was the illness messing with her head?
She laid back in the bed and closed her eyes, hoping to escape this illness in her dreams.
Hopefully the ones she forgot would meet her there.

END.