It had been almost 2 years since Eugene rescued Rapunzel from the tower and it had been about a year since they were married. Rapunzel still couldn't believe it. She had been reunited with her real family and married the love of her life. Rapunzel hadn't shared much with her parents about who had stolen and raised her. She was not comfortable sharing that information and did not want to relive her experiences with Mother Gothel. While forgetting about her past, Rapunzel still enjoyed painting and her parents had made her an art room where she could continue painting on the walls. Eugene was busy during the day being a member of the royal guard. The king had requested he become a part of the royal guard because of his great fighting skills and he thought it would be a great way for him to make up for his thieving days. Eugene enjoyed it because he got to work with Max, but the other guards weren't too keen on him being a member of the royal guard. They still weren't forgiving him for his past crimes. Eugene figured he'd earn their trust eventually and decided to give it some time. Eugene finally felt like he had a home and felt wanted.

It was about a month before Rapunzel's 20th birthday and her parents had called her into their study to discuss party plans.

"Rapunzel dear, what would you like to do for your birthday this year?" asked the Queen.

"You really don't have to do anything Mom. I don't need a party or anything really," replied Rapunzel. She called her real mother 'mom' since mother had been what she called Gothel.

"Darling we have to make up for 18 birthdays we missed!"

"Well… that wasn't your fault exactly…"

"Honey, let us do this for you. Please?"

"Ok, let's have a party."

"What would you like to do for your party?"

"Could we have it in the square by the mural of you, me, and Dad?"

"Rapunzel, usually we have parties in the palace…"

"That's were Eugene and I first danced…" Rapunzel looked at her Mom with her big green eyes begging her to let her have the party with the people outside of the palace.

"Ok, we can do it outside. Who do you want to invite?"

"Well… like everyone in the kingdom."

"Everyone?"

"Like all the people… oh and the Snuggly Duckling Thugs."

The Queen looked at her daughter with a raised eyebrow. She couldn't understand why her daughter wanted to invite all these people. The King came over and put his arm on his wife's shoulder. He looked at her and smiled and that was all it took for the Queen to give in.

"If that's what you want… then consider it done."

"Thank you Mom…Dad. I'm going to find Eugene and tell him." Rapunzel went to their bedroom and found Eugene sprawled across their bed.

"Rough day?" asked Rapunzel.

Eugene lifted his head to see who was at the door even though he knew it was Rapunzel from the sound of her voice. "The roughest day yet. The captain made us fight 10 on 1 and I was the 1!"

"You've fought 10 against 1 before right?"

"Not 10 highly trained royal guards against the best thief in the world!"

"You're not a thief anymore Eugene…"

"You know what I meant."

"What would you like me to do?"

"Could you sing me your song?" Eugene was referring to the healing incantation. Rapunzel still enjoyed singing that song even if it didn't heal anyone anymore.

"Ok Eugene. Lay down and I'll sing to you." Rapunzel helped Eugene get comfortable on their bed. He rested his head on Rapunzel's lap and Rapunzel began to comb his hair through her fingers.

Flower gleam and glow

Let your power shine

Make the clock reverse

Bring back what once was mine

Heal what has been hurt

Change the fate's design

Save what has been lost

Bring back what once was mine

What once was mine

Eugene had fallen asleep and Rapunzel decided a nap wouldn't hurt. She fell asleep with Eugene in her lap.

Rapunzel slipped into a deep sleep and began to dream. She was back in her tower and she had her long blonde hair again. She was in her old bedroom and she was looking at her vanity mirror. Suddenly she heard a familiar voice.

"Rapunzel! Come here my flower!" It was Gothel. Rapunzel didn't move. She had told Gothel that she would never let her use her again.

"Rapunzel I need you to sing for me dear," sang Gothel sweetly.

Rapunzel got up out of her seat and slowly walked to her doorway. She pulled back the curtain and peeked her head through. Gothel was sitting in her red chair by the fireplace. Rapunzel stepped out of her room and slowly walked down the stairs.

"Rapunzel do hurry up. Mommy needs your music."

Rapunzel continued to walk towards Gothel. "You're not my Mother."

Gothel looked up and said, "Why of course I am Rapunzel. What an imagination you have. Now sit down and sing for me."

In the past Rapunzel would have just sat down and sang for Gothel, but she was a stronger person now.

"No," stated Rapunzel.

"No?"

"I told you I'd never let you use my hair again."

"Don't worry, you'll sing for me again someday…"

"No I won't!"

"Yes you will." Gothel reached for Rapunzel's hair and pulled out her knife that she had stabbed Eugene with.

"NO!" Rapunzel screamed and backed away. She screamed and screamed until she was shaken awake. She opened her eyes and looked up. It was Eugene waking her from her nightmare.

"Rapunzel! Rapunzel! Wake up! It's just a dream!"

Rapunzel immediately felt her head. She still had short brown hair. She looked around the room and saw no sign of Gothel.

"Rapunzel you had a nightmare." Eugene was brushing her hair and trying to calm her down.

"Eugene, she was there." Rapunzel didn't want to say her name out loud.

"Gothel?"

"Yes."

"Rapunzel she's dead. You saw her fall out the tower window."

"I know."

"Do you want to tell me more about it?"

"Ok. We were in the tower and I was in my old room. I had my long blonde hair again and she wanted me to sing to her. I told her she wasn't my Mother and that I would never let her use my hair again, but then she came at me with the knife she stabbed you with. Then I began to run and scream."

"It was just a dream Rapunzel. She can't hurt you anymore."

Rapunzel held onto Eugene and tried to forget about her nightmare.