It was a pleasant night at the Mousekitwitz home especially now that little Fievel was finally home. Papa happily played his violin and Fievel and Tanya danced around arm and arm. Tanya couldn't have been happier finally getting to dance with her brother again and Papa happily played on his violin. It was like they were all back home in Russia once again, even Mama who was still trying to get Yasha to sleep couldn't have been happier to have her family whole again.

Of course the little purse they lived in wasn't nearly as big as their home back in Russia so Fievel and Tanya were knocking down more than a few objects as they twirled each other. But neither Papa nor Mama minded, it was worth it just to have the whole family back together again.

When the children had finally tired themselves out Papa offered to tell them a story, but the story everyone really wanted to hear was all about Fievel's adventure in America. The family had gotten bits and pieces from Tony, Bridget and Tiger and Fievel did mention climbing into a bottle in the ocean, but he never really talked about everything that happened to him while they were separated.

Papa however felt it was best not to press the issue, having been an orphan himself; he knew how hard it is when you suddenly find yourself alone, especially in a strange land. He felt that Fievel would open up when he was ready to and was just content having his son alive and back home. Since having gotten home Fievel had never gone very far from Papa. In fact he pretty never wanted to leave either Papa or Mama's side, he wouldn't even come to the top of the purse to look down at the city or up at the stars, though Tanya had invited him outside several times, he always just wanted to stay in like he was afraid to go out.

After once again telling his children the tale of The Giant of Mouse Minsk, Papa sent Tanya to bed but decided to have an extra moment with Fievel. Tanya looked back with a bit of a worried expression wondering if her brother was really okay after everything he had been through, she just wish that Fievel would talk about it.

Fievel climbed up on his Papa's lap as Papa pulled his son close, "Fievel" Papa said with a bit of a melancholy expression, "you know I lost my parents when I was a boy" he said "I know what it's like to suddenly find yourself lost and alone, so if you ever want to talk about anything, you know I'm always here for you."

"I know Papa" said Fievel trying to put on a brave face, obviously covering up whatever he was really feeling at the moment.

"Get some sleep my son" said Papa smiling "we have a big day ahead of us selling violins"

"I can't wait" Fievel said excitedly, his look and demeanor now looking much more genuine. Fievel couldn't wait to help his papa sell violins; he also couldn't wait for his papa to finally teach him to play. He never had a chance when he was in Russia, but now that they were together again Papa said that he would finally teach him how to play his special song.

Fievel changed into his night gown and crawled into bed next to his sister, Mama gave him a good night kiss "good night my darlings" she said leaving the room. "Good night Mama" both Fievel and Tanya said at once.

Fievel closed his eyes and tried to think happy thoughts to put himself to sleep, just then he heard the voice of his sister beside him. Tanya really didn't want to wake Fievel up, but she didn't get to have any time with her brother since he got home always attaching himself to either Papa or Mama. She really wanted to know something about his adventure, even if it was something small, well she decided to start small and then work her way from there.

"Fievel" Tanya asked in a whisper

"Yes?" Fievel asked with his eyes still closed

"Did you really come up with the idea for the secret weapon?" She asked, though she had already known he had, but this seemed as good a place as any to start.

"I had an idea" Fievel answered back still with his eyes closed and not even facing his sister.

"How did you come up with it?" she asked

"Can I tell you later?" Fievel said back in a voice that made it all to clear he really just wanted to be left alone.

"Oh sure" Tanya said turning herself to face away from her brother, she couldn't help but be a little upset and sad, all she wanted was to help her brother, but as Papa said they couldn't push him and that Fievel would open up when he was ready to. But still, it broke her heart to think that whatever Fievel was going through, he was going through it completely alone.

That always worried her when they were separated, the thought of her brother lost and alone, she had actually been pretty happy when she learned that he had made some friends and was amazed one was even a cat. But it was pretty clear that those friends weren't always there and Fievel really did have to fend for himself. Not to mention that place where they had found him, Tony suggested they look around orphan alley, he had lived there himself, said it was the saddest place in the city full of nothing but broken dreams and lost hope. Tanya was someone who was full of hope even when the family was at their lowest, she was even writing a song called "Dream to Dreams" all about hopes and dreams, and she couldn't imagine a night in a place where it was all gone.

By this time Fievel had completely fallen asleep, it started out dreamless but quickly turned into a nightmare, a nightmare about the night he lost his family. He was back at the top of the ship and the waves were all turning into giant monsters, pounding the ship one after the other.

"Papa, help!" Fievel screamed as one big monster wave came and literally threw him overboard. He then heard the sounds of Papa frantically screaming his name as the ship moved one way and he was washed the other. Then in a flash he was standing next to Warren T. Rat in front of an opening door, thinking it's his Papa on the other side. Only for a giant hand to pick him up and reveal a scary face of a giant rat named Moe, who laughed maniacally scaring Fievel literally half to death. It was then he realized that Warren T. had just sold him to a sweat shop and was never going to let him see his family again.

"What about my family?" Fievel asked

"You don't need a family kid, you god a job here" Warren T responded

The images finally stopped when he finally heard the voice of his sister whispering in his ear, telling him everything was okay. Fievel had been talking in his sleep, repeating everything he had seen and heard, Tanya wrapped her arms around her brother in an attempt to comfort him

"It's okay Fievel" she said "it's okay, I'm here" she saw that her brother really did need her help, just like when he was lost and she believed he was still alive. She didn't give up on him then and she wasn't going to give up on him now.

To be continued.