Annie eyes slowly opened as she heard loud yelling and various crashes outside. If she had to guess it sounded like it was coming from the dreamatorium. Despite the noises waking her up she actually smiled at hearing them. After the school wide pillow fort/blanket fort Troy Abed civil war it was comforting to have a return to normalcy with the two of them. They were like brothers to her, and it pained her greatly to see them fight like that.

She pulled her comforter down and stretched catlike out on her bed. Even though it was Saturday she had a lot to get done. She had to do some studying for Biology and she wanted to vacuum the apartment and tidy up her room. And she had to stop by the sleep center to try and plead her case (they wanted to disqualify her from getting credit after they found out that she had brought two stuffed animals instead of just one.) She started brushing some wayward hair behind her ear when she felt her locket glow against her skin.

Annie froze in terror, breathing rapidly as her hand went over the heart shaped piece of jewelry. She shook her head defiantly, knowing exactly what that glow meant. It can't be now, she thought. I need more time. I need more time.

The air in her room shimmered. She looked over as a passage of light formed by her bed. A large figure stepped through the light, momentarily obscured in shadow from the brightness. Then the light disappeared and the man came fully into view. He was a big man, both in height and statue, and had long dark hair and a closely cropped full beard. But the most striking feature one would notice were the wings protruding from his back. They were large and crystal-like, similar to those on a dragon fly. But in spite of their delicate appearance she was well aware that they would support his bulky frame and allow him to fly at great heights for many miles. In many ways it was fitting for a fairy to have wings like that. Everyone thought of them as delicate harmless creatures, when in reality they were strong courageous beings.

"Greetings Annabelle. It's been a while."

"Please don't, my name is Annie."

The man groaned deeply as he approached her. "You can continue trying to convince yourself you're something you're not. But we both know who you really are. You're Princess Annabelle, daughter of royalty and future ruler of the fairy realm."

"I'm, I'm not…" Instinctively she cried out "Help! Troy! Abed! Help!"

"They can't hear you child. Whatever happens in this room while I am here can't be experienced by those lowly creatures."

"THEY'RE NOT LOWLY CREATURES!"

Instead of the fairy king chastising her for her outburst, he actually smiled. "I can see now that I was wise to have sent you to this realm. While I have little love for these creatures, you now surely do. When your time comes to rule you will be able to show them greater understanding then I was ever able to."

"Please, father. Please don't send me back. I want to stay here."

"Annabelle, you do not belong here. You are not a human. You are a fairy."

"I, I don't feel. I've lived like them."

"Yes, I'm well aware. You haven't simply lived among them, you've fully adapted to their way of life. I've observed you closely since you first came here five years ago, and not once did you ever use any of your abilities. Maybe that's why you have such understanding and compassion for these creatures. But you don't belong here Annabelle. You're not one of them. I know you've missed the forests and warmth of your home land. I mean, you turned to human drugs to try and coup with being here."

"Yes I know father. But that was when I first came here. Now I love it here. I have friends, family, a life here. I want to help people and make their lives better."

"You will be able to help these creatures, when you return home."

Tears fell down her cheeks as she looked up at her father. "I don't want to go. I love it here. I love being human."

"But Annabelle, you're not human. You're just pretending to be one. You knew this was the way it was going to be since you first came here. Your time here was always just meant to be temporary. You've learned much here. But it's time you came home, and started preparing for your birth right of ruling your kingdom."

As Annie shook her head defiantly her father's voice took on an angrier tone. "Annabelle, I would prefer you to leave here willingly, with grace and dignity. But if I have to drag you back kicking and screaming, then so be it."

Annie sniffed loudly, knowing there was no way out. If her father wanted her to come home then there was nothing she could do about it. "Can I at least say goodbye first?"

"Annabelle, we both know it will be much harder if you see those creatures again then if you just leave now. And it won't matter anyway. They won't remember you once you are gone."

Panic seeped through her as she heard what he said. "They won't remember me!"

"It's better this way Annabelle. This way I save them the pain they will feel from your absence. Would you rather they remember you and spend pointless time searching for you?"

Annie chocked back a sob as she shook her head, knowing and hating that he was right. "So, everything that's happened. Everything I've done…"

"However you've touched their lives here will have still happened. They will just remember it being caused by either themselves or someone else." He gently reached down and pulled her to her feet. "It's time my daughter."

Annie nodded her head as she scrunched up her face and concentrated. Slits in her back formed and opened up as her wings uncurled and burst through her pajama top. She groaned as she stiffly beat them. She hadn't used her wings in five years and it hurt to use them.

"It uncomfortable now. But soon it will feel natural to you again. Of course, if you had used your wings here it now wouldn't be uncomfortable to use them." Taking hold of his daughter's hand he waved his other hand as a doorway of light reappeared. The two fairies stepped through the doorway, which vanished a moment later. Instantly everything in the room disappeared, revealing Troy and Abed's bunk beds and all of their stuff messily strung around.

And just like that all of Annie's memories and physical evidence evaporated from the world, like she had never existed at all.