(A/N)🎶Guess who's back,back again?🎶
Hey! I don't know how long it will take to make this one, cuz last time I decided that it was a good idea to do other things that weren't even proactive! Ugh... Anyways! I saw that some of you missed/skipped chapter 6. Whether it was on accident or not, (but ima pretend that you didn't do it on purpose cuz otherwise it hurts my feelings 😭) (jk 😁) you should go read it, cuz this won't make total sense without it. Other than that, let's get on with this, shall we?

(Emma's POV)

After Ethan and I said our goodbyes, he went of to his room for some sleep as I laid back down on my nice (unfortunately temporary) bed. As I slide under my big comforter, I started to think of the dream I've had only minutes ago.

I was kind of a weird dream. I mean the "someone getting hurt" thing isn't uncommon. And most of the time that "someone" is usually Ethan, but thats besides the point!

Then again me having dreams, and remembering them, is weird in it's self. But the ones I do remember, are beyond bizarre! But the dreams I'm having now are a very different weird.

Did you know that over time of having a dream, your dream starts to fade from your memory until you can't remember what it was? Well, I can still remember the first nights dream almost as clear as day.

And the next day after that, and the next day after that, and the day after that, and on and on and on and, you get the picture.

But what's really strange is that, the one dream where I'm in the woods and I'm trying to stop time, that my power doesn't work. Like, what's that supposed to mean!

Maybe I am overreacting. I should probably get some sleep, cause there's no telling when we're going to leave. All that I know, is that it's close.

Don't want to be sleepy when everyone is counting on me!....

....Heh.

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Huh? Where am I? I'm not in a specific point of view.

Oh...maybe this is one of those dreams where you're in 3rd POV and your just watching the world around you.

All of the sudden I'm watching a pregnant woman walk down a sidewalk.

Yep. It is definitely one of those dreams

She's talking to the man besides her, which I'm guessing is her husband. As they keep walking, I see another couple. Who coincidentally was also expecting. They were walking their way towards the first couple. It doesn't look like they know each other though.

I can't see any of their faces as they walk by.

Right as their about to pass each other, the wife of the first couple jerks.

She jerked in a way that tells you that she obviously has a baby in there practicing their karate.

As she jerked, one hand went to her belly and one shot out. With the other couple wildly watching, the arm the wife shot out, also shot out a beam of sparking, swirling blue. It wasn't a straight beam, it was bended and twisted, like an old tree with no leaves.

Watching the glowing beam, almost distracted by the fact that the beam hit the other pregnant women in the stomach.

Both lady's stumbled backwards after the whole fiasco. Honestly it looked a little awkward. You know, considering the fact that they were both pregnant.

But it doesn't matter how awkward it got, the husbands both rushed to catch the love of their lives.

Now that the one with aliens-for-hands was being comforted by her husband,and her hair was out of the way, I slowly start to realize that the she looks very familiar.

I can't quite put my finger on it.

I look at her intensely, as I'm starting to realize who it actually is that I'm staring at.

The lady with aliens-for-hands was my Mom!

What the World!

Both of the lady's got up, with the help of their husbands, and started to talk.

"I'm so sorry!" The one I supposedly call mom blurted out.

"What was that!" The second husband yelled, almost shaking in fear and leftover adrenaline.

My mom being her pregnant self, started using pregnant hormones and cried.

"I'm sorry..." She whisper cried in a soft voice. Her husband... My dad started comforting her even more.

The other man sighed. "No I'm sorry for yelling. Can someone just tell me and my wife what the-" He paused and looked at his wife's belly bump and back my parents. "-heck is going on here?" The dude said with sincere concerns, while hugging his wife with one arm.

My dad looks up from my mom and looks at the other guy with a small, semi sad, smile. "Coffee and tea at my house? Well explain everything thing there, deal?" He said.

The guy sighed a second time, and looked at my dad in the eye. " Alright, how far down?"the guy pointed, and looked back, in the direction of where he came from.

"Right there, actually" My dad said, point to the house right behind them.

It's the same house I live in now...

The second couple both nodded their heads and followed my parents.

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I was attempted to be waken up by a light shaking only to ignore it so I could go back to sleep. I hear the person that is rudely trying to wake me up, mumble something.

But I didn't care. I was too cought up in desperately trying to shrug off whomever hands were on my shoulders, so I could continue my dream.

What in the world was my brain trying to tell me this time?

What the heck was that thing that came flying out of my mother's hand?

Who was the other couple that was there, and why are they relevant?

And why did my dad look so worried afterwards?

If this is true, what and why are they keeping from me?

All of these questions start to fill my head as I'm trying to go back to sleep. Which, by the way, isn't really helping with the sleeping part!

I get shaken again, but this time I can hear their words more clearly. But not enough to understand what their saying.

Me, being me, I decide to go under the covers to keep dreaming. Just the thought that I might never know what they were going to talk about, is killing me!

I hear muffled words from under the covers, and all of a sudden, someone grabs my leg and starts to pull me out of my bed.

I then start frantically look for something to hold on to that was strong enough to keep me on the bed.

I chose to grab the top of the bed frame, for it wasn't that far of a reach.

I grab onto it and I immediately stop sliding off of the bed, and I start praise myself. But my arm on the other hand, (no pun intended) does not.

This is because, the person, who I still don't know yet because I'm laying on my stomach, kept pulling!

Once I realized that my arm couldn't take any more of this tug of war, I gave in and let go.

Not even a second later, I landed on my butt crashing into the ground.

"Ow..." I say grabbing my lower back, while looking down.

I look up to finally see who decided it was a good idea to pull me off of the bed like that.

...Landon....? One of the guards..?

"Landon?" I say, repeating my thought. All the while trying to sound more like a weirded out shock than a surprise.

"That's my name, don't wear it out." He said, smirking a victory to himself. He sounded like he wanted to insult me though the tone of his voice, like I did to him.

But his victory was short lived, when Maddison, another one of the guards, elbowed him in the stomach.

"Landon!" She whisper yelled.

"What?" He said back in a regular, but offended tone.

Now that I'm finally not half asleep anymore, I get good look at who was actually here.

Everyone one in the room right now was looking at the two guards bickering towards each other, but I can clearly see that everybody was here.

Well, not everybody. But pretty much everyone was there.

Obviously, Landon and Maddison were here, but so was the other guard Zane.

You know, the quiet wise guy. And I don't mean that in a sarcastic way. Literally, almost everything that comes out of that man's mouth is something that you usually only hear in an action movie trailer. He is a mystery, that's for sure.

They weren't the only ones there. Princess SaiAnn was there, which I didn't really expect. And then Ethan was there, of course.

I look back at the two bickering guards, surprised that no one had stopped them yet.

I keep looking at them until I see a hand reach out from my peripheral vision.

I down at the hand in front of me, knowing that they want me to take it.

I look up to see who the hand belongs to.
And I'm not even surprised when I look up to see Ethan smiling down on me.

"Come on." He says, sort of in a whisper, while nodding his head in the direction I'm facing towards.

I take his hand and he gently pulls me up off the floor, so I can stand on my feet.

Once I am standing up, he gives me a small smile before it turns into a worried look.

"Are you okay?" He says, still keeping his voice just above a whisper.

"Yeah, I'm good." I say in the same whisper tone as him, as a small smile makes its way to my face.

"Are you sure? You hit the floor pretty hard. I feel really bad for the floor, I was just making sure if you felt that way too. I guess not..." He said with his serious voice turning into a joking one.

I start to silently laugh at his remark, with my hand coming toward my mouth, so it can help muffle my laughter.

This is when I noticed that he was still holding my hand from earlier.

I feel heat start to rise up in my cheeks and ears, but I immediately push out the thought of his hand in mine.

I let go of his hand and awkwardly slip my hands into the pockets of my pajama pants.

I then decided to speak, but this time louder so everyone can hear me.

"So.....what are you guys doing here..?" Now that I take a good look around us, I can see that dawn is barley upon us. Which means it's probably around.....5:00 in the morning..? I don't know.

I wonder why they decided to wake me up this early.

Apparently, no one listened to me, because no one answered. It's either because they're too engrossed into the two's conversation, or they thought I was talking to Ethan.

It doesn't matter if their brain payed attention to it or not! They heard me.

"Guys?" I say to try to get their attention again.

When no one said anything, I said it again but louder to make sure I got their attention.

"GUYS!"

They all turn their heads and looked at me. Their faces all turned into ones with mixed emotions, almost like their suddenly remembered why they're there in the first place.

"What are you guys doing here?" I ask again.

Ethan started to speak and I turn my head towards him.

"Oh, we need to speak to the king about some very important news."