A/N: Hello there readers! So, one word of advice: this is a sequel, and you surely won't understand some parts of the plot if you haven't read the first part first. So, look out for The Imp's daughter on my profile, read that first, and then come back and have fun with Lily and the others! ;)

Prologue: Lily's last day

"Pack your bags, honey."

Gwaine smiled widely before pushing Lily off of him. She chuckled as he stood quickly from the couch and hurried to their bedroom.

She launched herself onto him to stop him. "Not now. I have to say goodbye first."

The Knight sighed and squeezed her hands on his chest. "Very well then. Anything for my lady."

She smiled, perhaps for the first time since very long, and freed him. "Okay, then, I'm making some calls. You can pack," she lifted a finger, "but don't hurry."

He rolled his eyes, then leaned down to put a quick kiss onto her lips. "Ma'am."

Lily grabbed her phone and dialled the first number she found there.

Neal quickly answered. "Hello?"

"Bae? It's your sister."

A pause. "Lils? Are you – are you okay?"

"Yes, I am, thanks to Gwaine. I'm sorry I've been catatonic these last weeks."

"It's okay, I understand. You lost someone you loved, I'd have done the same. In fact, I have done the same."

She sighed. "I'm sorry Emma chose Hook over you."

"Nah, it's okay, I still have Henry, after all. Oh, and, I never got to tell you, thanks for...you know...making sure Tamara would not be a problem anymore."

Lily closed her eyes, the ghost of a woman screaming as she burnt alive tugging at her memory. She shuddered. "Yeah, well... I'd rather not talk about that."

"Let's talk about why you were calling, then."

She took a deep breath. "I'm leaving, Bae."

A long silence stretched between the two siblings, and then, he sighed. "I can't say I didn't expect you to one day or another. When?"

Lily paused herself, stunned at her brother's reaction. She hadn't expected that. "Uh...tomorrow morning, I think. Gwaine is currently packing the few belongings we might want to bring back. His armour for instance." She smiled to herself, thinking about how strange Gwaine would look in his chainmail now his hair looked like a modern-man's.

"Okay. Then I'll see you off. Can I bring your nephew?"

Another smile tugged at Lily's lips as Henry's face invaded her mind. "Yes, of course. I think I would hate myself for not seeing him one last time."

"Have you told-?"

It was better to cut him before he said the name. It was still too painful to think her adoptive father had robbed her of her loved one, let aside try to kill her other loved one. "Don't, Bae. Don't. He isn't a part of my life anymore."

Another pause. "Okay with me. See you tomorrow, then, sis'?"

"Yes, of course. You know where to meet us."

"How could I forget? There's still dragon's paws embedded in the mud."

Lily chuckled before hanging up.

Kilgharrah. She missed him too.

The following morning, Lily Gold and Gwaine Smith walked out of her house for the last time.

Gwaine had put his Knight's armour back, while Lily had to stay in her casual clothes, although she longed to put back her own chainmail.

Her companion's fingers closed around her own as she made out three figures in the distance.

Well...Neal had told Red, after all...

"Why didn't you call?"

Lily pulled herself free of the strong hug her friend was giving her. "I didn't want you to be sad."

"I'd be sad if I found out you had gone without saying goodbye!"

She punched Lily playfully in the arm, to which her friend retaliated with a pinch. "I'll miss you, Red."

"And I you, Lily."

The company of five walked long until they reached a wide clearing in the middle of the forest. It was curved as if it was a grass lake.

In the middle of it, four enormous paws had marked the ground forever.

Lily put a hand to it before turning to Henry.

"Henry..." The boy launched himself at her and hugged her tight. "I will miss you, lad."

"And I you, Auntie Lily."

She kissed the top of his head. "There's something for you back at my house, if your father accepts to move in, you'll find it soon enough."

Henry's eyes lit up, but Neal frowned.

"Lils..."

"I told you I wanted you to have it. You won't live at the bed and breakfast for all eternity, Bae, you have a son, you have to take care of him." She handed him the keys.

He stared at it for a long moment, and then, slowly, he took the keys off her hand.

Immediately after, he was pulling her in for a bone-cracking hug.

Lily groaned. "You're breaking my ribs!"

"Don't care." He growled. "I've just found a sibling, and she runs away."

"I'm not running away, I'm going home."

"Still. I've known you for six months, Lils."

"You'll forget me after time."

"You wish."

It took Neal time to release Lily, and when he did, a small mauvish bean was clutched in her fist.

With a last nod towards her brother, Lily grabbed Gwaine's hand with her free one, and launched the bean in the air.

A gush of green mist revealed a whirling portal the moment it touched the ground.

And Lily felt all her nerves wake up, ice and fire rushing over her.

A smirk formed onto her lips, and her green eyes searched for Gwaine's hazel ones. "Ready, Sir Gwaine?"

He kissed the tip of her nose. "Always, Lady Lily."

And they both leaped forward, right in the middle of the portal.

Storybrooke was far behind. The bad memories, and good too, were forgotten.

Lily and Gwaine got out of a lake, soaking wet, but grinning.

On the shore, familiar figures were waiting for them.

The first to embrace Gwaine was a giant-looking Knight with sleeveless chainmail.

"You look awful."

Gwaine chuckled and embraced his brother-in-arms. "Likewise, Percy."

Lily's eyes settled directly onto a slender form, a young man with jet-black hair and strikingly blue eyes.

Her grin widened. "Merlie."

The young warlock's arms closed around her, and his mind looked out for hers at once. "I've missed you."

Lily switched to normal speech at once. "How long has it been?"

Arthur, the crown-prince, clad in Camelot's armour, came to hug Lily briefly. "Two days. And I've been waiting, Lady Lily."

She snorted. "Needed magic, did you?"

He rolled his eyes. "Of course not. I missed one of my knights, should I remind you."

"Of course."

But the smile on the prince's lips told another story.

Soon, all had embraced their returned friends, and Lily took every opportunity to hold Merlin's hand, or to reach him in mind.

She had missed her magic.

She had missed her true brother.

And she couldn't wait to see her dragon again.

"Welcome back, young one."

A smile formed on her lips, echoed by Merlin, who had heard it too.