I'M BAAAAACK! Did anyone miss me? **crickets** ...okay then. Anyway.

I'm back with another JATD story! Now this one isn't set on a specific pairing, so you Jester/Jane, Smithy/Jane, etc. fans will hopefully enjoy this. I may throw in a scence of Jane/Gunther, because I am a weirdo, but that will NOT be the main focus!

Now, this story takes place after my previous one, What Happened? However, you don't have to read it to understand, though I may mention what happened a couple of times throughout the story.

AND FINALLY! I would LOVE if you reviewed! Your reviews make me want to continue writing, so please! Send some encouragement! And feel free to critise my spelling, grammar, or writing. I would love to get better at writing, for I love it so much. But please, be nice. I bruise easily. ;_;

Okay! On with the show!~

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the JATD characters (THOUGH IF I DID, THERE WOULD BE 8 SEASONS OF AWESOMENESS! AND PLUSHIES AND CLOTHING LINES AND-), but I do own the plot. :)

I would always remember my fourteenth year best.

When my eyes were closed in sleep, I would often dream about past memories when I was only fourteen. And when I awoke, I felt as if I was that young again, only to look in a mirror and find it different.

The night before the new year arrived, Dragon and I would camp out in his cave. We would stay up all night and wait for the sunrise. When dawn broke, we would close our eyes and make a wish. We were only allowed (for we made up this rule—do not ask me why) to tell one another our wishes at the next year's sunrise.

That year, I was determined to beat Dragon. For the last years we had done it, I had always fallen asleep, and Dragon gloated as he woke me up. Not this time, no.

I could already feel my eyes beginning to droop.

"You are going to lose, Jane," Dragon said. He smirked, and laid his head down, staring at me. I stared back.

"Am not." I replied, my ego keeping me from needed sleep.

"Are too," He grinned.

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

And so on it went. When I felt as though I was going to fall asleep, I would pinch my thigh as hard as I could, and my eyes would widen with pain, making me feel awake.

"Look, Jane," Dragon said, suddenly, staring out of the entrance of the cave.

"I am not falling for that old trick." I grinned.

"No, really, Jane," His voice was honest. I turned around and looked. "What am I supposed to be looking at?"

"The sky! The sun is rising!"

My energy seemed to come back to me all at once, and I could not get up fast enough. Dragon and I scampered out of the cave. We sat near the edge of the mountain, watching the sky for sign of the sun.

"So," said Dragon, "what did you wish for last year?"

I scrunched my eyebrows together, in though. I began laughing.

"What is so funny?" Dragon asked.

I snorted and stopped laughing. "I do not remember!"

He shook his head. "You short lives. It seems as if you would forget your own names if you did not need to say it everyday!"

"You do not know your name," I countered.

He rolled his eyes. "That is different!"

"Oh, sure it is," I smirked. He grinned back at me before looking back out at the sky.

"All right then, big, awesome lizard. What did you wish for?"

Dragon shrugged. "Why should I tell you if you do not tell me yours?"

I snorted.

I was beginning to feel cold. There was no snow—which was very peculiar. Although the men of the village found it a very good thing, the Prince and Princess were dying to have it. It had only snowed twice since the beginning winter months, and it had melted the next day both times.

It was a warm night compared to most. But it was still winter, and though I was layered, I longed for my blanket that I had left back in the cave in my haste.

"Look, Jane!"

I scanned the horizon. There was the sun.

It seemed to rise slowly, grasping every moment of the beautiful morning. It brought much light, and the sky was now a radiant mix of blue, purple, yellow, orange and pink.

"It is just so…" I trailed, lost in its beauty.

"Magnificent," Dragon finished, sighing contently. I nodded, agreeing with him.

"Make a wish!" Dragon shouted, and I closed my eyes as fast as I could.

But what would I wish for?

I still could not remember last year's, so I could not wish for that again.

I felt a tugging on my heart. I would be turning fourteen, making me a soon-to-be woman. I knew my life would be difficult from here on out. I knew the King was having disputes with the neighboring kingdoms, and though I knew his Majesty would avoid war at all costs, I feared it all the same.

Safety.

I wished for safety. I feared, though, if I listed all the people and things I wanted safe, my wish would not come true at all. So I left it at that, and decided to let God choose my fate.

"Are you done yet?"

I opened my eyes and grinned at Dragon. "Yes, I am."

"So, what did you wish for?" he teased.

"You will find out next year," I said.

"That is if you remember."

I did remember last year's wish.

It was not until I was lying in bed. It was pitch dark, clouds blocking the stars and moon, the only source of light. I awoke randomly, and I tried my best to fall back into slumber. But sleep would not come. It was then that I remembered.

I had wished for Gunther.

I, still to this day, do not remember specifically what about Gunther I had wished for. But I figured it had been because of my feelings for him.

When I was thirteen, I had developed a crush on my rival.