Author's Note: I give big thanks to those who'd reviewed the remake of this story. Also thank-you Lolamia770 for your suggestion and I was going to make them have an emotional time in seeing their long-lost daughter again. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Winx Club nor it's characters.

Chapter 2: BirthParents In Italy

The woman looked at the young redheaded girl once she'd mentioned her name to them. It simply baffled her to know that this young girl looked exactly like a replica of her second daughter, but only older: in name, color of hair, and the color of her eyes.

Those deep shades of beautiful blue made her heartache once again. It almost seemed funny to her that they ran into her three times in one day. Was it just a mere coincidence? She felt the arms of her husband tighten around her, pulling her closer to him.

She looked at him and even he seemed to be lost as well since it'd shown on his face. He furrowed his brows at the young girl presumably named "Bloom" the same name of his infant daughter that he'd lost tragically seventeen years ago. If she were alive...she would probably be the same age as this girl.

It could be just a simple coincidence that they'd ran into her three times in one day, right?

"Bloom?" the man spoke out his words slowly, trying to say the name as if it were sinking in to his mind. It couldn't be...she...wasn't suppose to be here..but how?

Though he could see the girl's nervousness take over her. She had her hand griped firmly on her dress. The way she was looking at them - trying to figure them out in a way before saying a simple, "yes."

The atmosphere surrounding them was tense and a bit of awkwardness flown in their eyes.

"But I don't understand how this is possible," the dark haired man finally spoke as he addressed the girl. "How?"

"What do you mean how?" Bloom furrowed her brows at him, finally sensing that the older man had let go or her arm.

She looked at him as if taking some time before choosing his words. Oritel couldn't help but feel that there was something mysterious about this girl. He couldn't help but feel like this girl...was...or is...his long-lost daughter that he'd never knew was alive for all these years. Even he could sense the power of the flame coming from her, and the only person was to have this power or other than his wife and elder daughter was his younger daughter Bloom. But the thing was: how was she alive? Wasn't she supposed to...to...be...dead? It didn't make any sense to him nor his wife. They were both thunderstruck entirely.

"Are you my daughter, Bloom?" his tone wasn't light nor causal as he asked her that particular question. His gaze seemed to be a bit dark as he looked at her from head to toe. He had to know whether she was the girl or not?

Bloom bit her lips wondering if she could lie her way out of it. But it was like he read right through her, so lying to them wasn't an option. She gazed at the man and woman as her blue flickered with many unidentified emotions. She had to ask them if they are who they say they are and if so...she could never lie about it. They will find out one way or another.

"Well..." she hesitated at first before saying anything that was sensitive to them, "...that depends if you're Oritel and Marion, the rulers of Domino if I am correct?" she asked cautiously, noticing the smile that were on their faces had faded away.

She noticed their shocked reactions, thinking of how did she know them exactly? And that mysterious flame of hers...could the girl actually be their long-lost missing daughter?

Before anyone could reply to Bloom's answer, her phone started to ring. She glanced at the screen call; it was her mother calling for her. She glanced at them and said, "I have to go, but I could give you my number and we can meet tomorrow if you'd like."

She gave her number to the red-haired woman, "just call me tomorrow and we'll meet up," she smiled at them before leaving them. "Have a goodnight."

They watched her walked off into the night. The man and woman staring into each other's reflection, their eyes were reflecting emotions that they'd felt many years ago. Hurt and sadness shown in their eyes, and they were a bit shaken up to deal with the fact that she wasn't dead no longer but that she has been alive for all these years.

The woman clutched her husband's arm pulling herself closer to him and she muttered, "do you think it's her, Oritel?"

He gazed at his wife, who seemed to be thinking the same exact thought. Question is: how did she know about them? Though he had a strong feeling that she is his missing daughter who'd he thought was dead since they never found her body or any trace of her on Domino.

"I have a feeling she is our daughter, my love." He felt Marion's head rest on his shoulder, gazing at him with love in her eyes.

"I think your right Oritel, and I just somehow know it's her."

...

The sun was rising into the sky as the skies were brightening the new fantastic day. Bloom was up from dawn of the new day, she was in bed still thinking about last night. How did they know that she had the flame? And what made it easier for them to figure out who is she was by her giving them her name.

The thing that kept bothering her...was that...were the two people...were they actually her birth parents? But how was it possible? Were they alive and living here on Earth for all these years? How did they managed to escape, then?

Many questions filled her thoughts about them...if they were truly her birth parents after all.

She decided to take a quick shower and once she was done, she had braided her hair down. She was wearing a bright green tank top with mini shorts and on the sides of her shorts was laced fabric with nice sandals. While she was getting herself ready Sky sent her a text message:

Hey, beautiful what are you up to today? I want to come and see you again. Sky said in the text. Bloom got out of the bathroom and she noticed that it was Sky's text message and read it she immediately replied back to him.

I'm on a summer vacation with my parents. We're not in Gardenia; we're in Italy, in the city of Rome. Bloom typed back, and then another text message was sent from Sky.

Okay, by the way would your parents mind that I'm coming to visit you? Sky texted back.

Bloom turned her head and saw her parents getting ready, and was looking on her phone again: No, I don't think they'll mind about you coming here. But can you come during the afternoon. Bloom texted.

Sure, I'll see you then my love. I'll always love you. Sky said it was sweet, and she replied: Bye, I love you Sky. That was the end of the message.

Sky is so sweet. Bloom thought to herself smiling.

But then she saw another text message but it wasn't from Sky. It was from the woman that she'd met last night. She wanted her to meet them down at the cafe near by hotel called Olive Garden, which served the best homemade breakfast in Rome.

But then again...what about her parents? What could she exactly say to them? Obviously, she couldn't lie to them. For now, she decided to ask her parents about Sky visiting her this evening.

"By the way, do you mind if Sky's going to visit me later in the evening?" Bloom asked both her parents.

"No, we don't mind honey as long as you're happy sweetheart," her mother said.

"But don't be out too late, young lady," her father said.

A idea had suddenly came to her mind. She could tell them she's going to meet up with a friend from class, since they don't know the rest of her friends, since she needed to find out about them and who were they exactly before jumping to the gun of anything. It was perfect; flawless.

"Um...Mom a friend from my class said she wanted to see me at the cafe since she's also from Earth," Bloom explained, hoping that they would allow her to see her so called friend. Well, they were kind of her friends, even they'd barely met last night. Maybe her questions she'd been dreaming about could finally be answered.

"Sure honey, but we'll meet up later."

...

Bloom was walking her way to the cafe, her heart started to beat quickly as she saw them sitting and waiting for her. She felt very nervous and a bit anxious about meeting them. It's been seventeen years apart from each other. How would they feel about her being all-grown up and not a little girl that they've lost? How would the interaction between herself and her birth parents be?

Stop worrying yourself Bloom. You can do this; just be yourself. She thought to herself many times. Why was she feeling dreadful nervous and filled with anxiety about meeting them? Was it normal for her to feel this way?

She took a deep breath in and exhaled it out. She remained calmed as she made her way to the couple and a man named Hagen that she remembered from last night.

"Good morning," she smiled, as her blue eyes twinkled in daylight.

"Good morning, Bloom," both of them said, smiling warmly at her. Though she could see hint of sadness in their eyes and voices.

She almost froze when they'd mention her name for the first time without shock in their voices.

"Well," the white-haired man spoke up, breaking the tense silence, "...why don't I leave the three of you alone so you can catch up with each other." He soon left the three of them alone.

Why did he had to leave? Bloom felt a little nervous of being under their gazes now. What would they think of her? Would they love her? Would they dislike her? Bloom finally took her seat that was directly sitting across from them. She saw the man's hand was ontop of wife's for support or comfort or perhaps even both. They were probably in much shock as she was.

"So...Bloom..." the man started up the conversation, looking directly at her though his voice seemed to be firmed. Bloom had held her hands together in her lap and looked a bit tensed. What was the very first question is going to be?

"Ever since last night, I had a feeling about you that I'd never felt from before...something mysterious and Marion and I had been wondering about it, all night long," his eyes shimmered either being emotionally upset or being happy. It was hard to tell the difference between the two emotions.

"Hagen? What are you doing here?" her green eyes were glittering in the darkness, like magic. Her eyes soon fell on the young redheaded girl who he had holding her arm.

"Who is she?" the man asked, looking at her.

At this question being said, Hagen looked at the young girl who'd he presume was Marion, and he sensed the eternal flame was coming from within her. But the flame...it...couldn't be...but...then...how? Who's the girl?

The young fairy blinked her eyes a couple of times, adjusting to all what's going on around her. "What's your name girl? And why do I sense the flame coming from you?" he asked the girl precisely.

At this, the man and woman stared at the young girl, their eyebrows arched directly at her.

Bloom's heart started to beat rapidly, her voice soft and low as she answered the man. "I'm Bloom."

"When you mentioned your name to us last night..." Oritel paused and glanced at his wife who was looking emotional and squeezed her hand before looking back at Bloom again.

"It...It made me think that you're my daughter," the woman's voice shook a little, a mixture of both emotions: sadness and happiness.

Bloom looked speechless almost white at the same time. She never knew what they thinking about her last night about what she said to them. Bloom looked at them with heavy broken emotions as well. They were shattered as much as she was and no broken heart would ever heal completely. And a part of it will always remain fractured.

She felt tears beginning to well-up in her eyes.

"But we know for the fact that you're our daughter," Oritel finally spoke out the words that he'd been wanting to say to her ever since they'd met from last night, still disbelief had shown in voice over the fact that she wasn't a child no longer. She was a young woman now and very beautiful.

"And you know, the first time when we first saw each other in the elevator I could sense the Dragon's Flame essence burn within you and right then we knew...you were our baby girl."

This completely shocked her entirely, because she didn't know that they'd felt that from within her, but to be honest too she felt some kind of energy the same as hers burn within them.

Her blue eyes widen. "You felt my powers?"

"Yes, any parent can sense their child's inner power, but from a nearby distance." Oritel explained. Bloom couldn't quite identify her birth father's emotions as much as her mother's that had shown on her face much easily.

"Bloom, I want to show you something," Marion said, showing her right arm to her but Bloom noticed that there was some kind of dragon birth mark wrapped around her wrist, just like hers.

Bloom's eyes immediately had widen in astonishment. She got her right arm out as well...and by the Great Dragon she had the same birth mark as her birth mother. She had noticed that her birth parents's eyes were gazing at her wrist.

She felt her birth father's touch on her wrist where the mark was, examining it.

"On the Great Dragon! My love look at this, she has that same exact mark as you. The same one when I'd first looked upon you as an infant child." Oritel stated, his brown eyes were in awe but that wasn't the only thing. He almost frowned at that, but hid it well. She had noticed that her birth father had that ability of hiding his shattered emotions from his face.

"I always had it," the red-haired fairy shrugged.

But then she noticed that her birth mother leaned back in her chair, and sighed heavily. Her birth father placed his arm around his wife's shoulder trying to ease her stress as he already knew that she was going through an emotional break-down right now for reconnecting with their daughter again.

Marion's tears had finally dripped down her face. She could no longer hold her emotions in, unlike her husband who'd managed to not let his emotions get to him. He knew how not to show it physically, but mentally was another story.

"I can't..." the woman finally breathed out the words as if she were struggling of what to say next. "I can't do this...not now," tears were sliding off her face. She couldn't handle seeing her daughter being alive at the moment when she supposedly thought she'd been dead for many years. All the time she'd grieved for her on the day she'd lost her and the day of her birthday; she'd pretended that she had never existed in her life as if it were the easiest thing to do, but it wasn't. It was very difficult for her to erase her younger daughter from her memories. She would barely speak with Oritel on that day and he would also do the same.

Her second daughter that she had lost, was no older than being five months. Her mind shattered and so did her heart as she buried her daughter's death deep within her so she won't remember anything of her existence. She would even go far out to be sober to forget her tragic memories of ever happening. It wasn't like she hated her daughter, but seeing her alive at the moment...it was just too much for her mind too bear right now.

But now...it was probably worse than her being dead as she is indeed alive and well.

Bloom could tell that her birth mother was experience heavy-hearted emotions overcoming her. She couldn't blame her as she too feels the same exact way.

"My love, it's going to be alright. I'm here with you," his voice was easy and calm as he was trying to comfort his grieving wife.

She shook her head and pulled her husband's arm off of her. She stoop up as Bloom noticed the concern in her birth father's brown eyes as he looked at his wife. He understood her pain; her grief for what they'd tragically lost many years ago. He can't blame her and she would blame him either.

"I'm so sorry, but I can't see you for now Bloom," the woman's voice shook in a heartache.

Bloom looked at her and understood the pain she was suffering from all these years and the affect the Ancestral Witches had on her birth parents. Bloom understood that she needed time to let everything sink in. Who knows what they had gone through the years after the downfall of their homeworld?

"It's okay; I understand, you just need time." Bloom gave a reassurance smile to her birth mother.

Marion looked at the girl. How could she say that to her long-lost daughter who looked like the exact spitting image of herself? How was she okay with when she wasn't okay with saying she couldn't see her now? Was she pretending to be okay? How was she feeling right now?

Oritel glanced between his wife and Bloom. He also had a mixture of emotions stir within him as well and Bloom was right for the time being. He and his wife needed time to let it all sink in. It's the only way they can overcome this. But he also wondered was Bloom really okay with them about not seeing her for a while?

But then again something else bothered him completely. She wasn't a child anymore; she's a young woman now and someone else had raised her in the replacement of him and Marion. She grew up with other people who she'd thought were her actual parents. It hurt him to know that someone else had raised her and he and Marion didn't have a chance to watch her grow up. They weren't in her life and she wasn't in their lives.

He stilled blamed the Ancestral Witches for everything they caused him and Marion. Physically, emotionally, and mentally. They tore his family apart so easily and made him and Marion suffer for all these long years even though they were long gone.

"I have to go," she whispered, as she turned her heels in the other direction and walked off, wiping the tears off of her face. She felt broken once again and hurt. She couldn't face her today or tomorrow. She had no idea when she would be ready to see her again, embrace her, and to hold on to her for all of eternity and to never let go.

"Why don't you go follow her," Bloom suggested to Oritel. He was about to leave, but looked back at Bloom with sorrow in his eyes. "I'm sorry about this, Bloom. Maybe another time we could meet again."

Bloom watched as her birth father followed his wife, making sure that she was okay. She let a sigh out and even she wasn't ready to meet them yet, and she didn't even know that they were alive and living here on Earth for all these long years. She assumed that they had either vanished or have been killed by the Ancestral Witches, but that was wrong now. They were alive and breathing at the very moment. Who knows...maybe they thought of her being dead as well, which made it harder for them to realize that.

They needed time and so did she. She gazed at the cup that was filled with tea. She wondered when she would meet them again and what would happen next? She sighed as she took a sip of tea and gazing at others who were enjoying their beautiful morning.

...

Later that afternoon Sky had met up with Bloom in the national park. He hasn't seen her in a few weeks and was now crazy about seeing her again. Ever since he laid his eyes for the first time on Bloom...he literally fell in love with her. In that few weeks, he's been fully engaged in being the Crown Prince of Eracklyon. He hadn't had any time off to spend with Bloom or to see anyone with the exception of Brandon that is, who was his Squire and less than a week ago, he'd been promoted to be Captain of the Royal Guard by his father.

Today was the only time he had off before going back to Eracklyon and doing his duties as the Crown Prince. He needed a little break from all the royal duties that were making him stay up late most of the nights. Seeing Bloom was what he needed and wanted from his free time. He was wearing a pale blue button up shirt with nice pair of jeans and sneakers he was anxious to see Bloom again.

"Sky!" he heard Bloom call out his name, waving to him as he smiled back.

He gave her a huge tight hug, his arms were wrapped around her waist and he gave her a deep passionate kiss on the lips. Oh, how much he missed her? He missed her being around him, even the scent of her hair. It was good to see her again.

"It's been awfully a long time since we last saw each other," she grinned to him playfully.

"It has been, and I've been missing you like crazy," Sky smiled at her.

"I've been calling a thousand time but you never answered me."

"Sorry Bloom. I've been very busy lately, but now I'm here free to you all day," he replied, wrapping an arm around her shoulder as they both started to walk down the park.

"So where do you want to go princess?" He asked in particular since she'd informed him earlier that she was in Italy and basically had Timmy and Tecna help him with where to go in Italy had a sweet, romantic date while he's there and they showed him many areas that people often visit and is one of popular tourist area on Earth.

So to speak, he knew exactly where to take her.

"Doesn't matter where we go, as long you're with me." Bloom smiled as he smirked at her.

Sky was driving Bloom to somewhere no one would ever think of...somewhere where no one can see what he or she would do. An old abandon house which was in the middle of the forest, and the mansion looked amazing for its long period of time ever since its been built. And it was also a place where no one can really see it; it had a gate in front, which was old and rusty like the mansion that was probably built about two centuries ago.

"Sky, where are we?" Bloom asked. She had never seen this before an old mansion. Wait, since when he did know about it? Did he researched about it about the most amazing places in Italy? She had a feeling that he may had asked Tecna and Timmy for help about that.

"You'll see Bloom." Sky said, as he parked his motorcycle on the side and helped Bloom off.

"Why don't you close your eyes, Bloom?" Sky told her and he put his hands on her eyes and led her the way in. Sky had opened the door to the mansion to go to the other side.

"Are we almost there yet?" Bloom asked waiting impatiently. Sky was still walking through the dark and cold empty corridor, "we're almost there Bloom," he chuckled.

Finally they both had made it to the beautiful garden. "Bloom you can open your eyes now." Sky told her and once she had opened her eyes...she had gasped right at the beautiful scene. It was an old ancient gazebo where two love birds gathers and get married. A nice old water-fountain in the middle of the wonderful garden and there were many lamps all around that needs to be lit up by fire; she was dazzled by this amazing ancient place.

"Wow! Sky how did you find this place?" Bloom asked, she was breath taken by the sight of it.

"Well...let's say I did my research." Sky smirked at Bloom. He grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to him and they kissed passionately. Bloom used her magic to light the lamps up and she also made the fountain to run up with water again and used magic on her and Sky.

They were both dressed like a regal king and queen. Sky was wearing a royal attire, and Bloom was wearing an elegant dress, and they both started dancing. It was so romantic of him to take her to such a place that was really beautiful.

After the lovely dance, Sky and Bloom headed back it was almost a late afternoon as the sun was starting to set as the skies had lit up in vibrant colors. Though she had noticed that Sky was taking her to the beach.

Bloom and Sky were now on the beach coast walking on the shore. Bloom felt this day couldn't get any better.

"Bloom…I need to tell you something…something very important," Sky said nervously, since he wanted to propose to his girlfriend as he'd been thinking of it for a long time.

"Yes, Sky," she said softly, wondering wondering what he was asking her of.

"Bloom I want to ask you something?" he said, as he was now on his knees, pulling the box from his pocket that he'd kept.

"Sky, what are you doing?" She asked, as she blushed a vibrant pink color across her face. She could tell he was really in love with her at the moment; his blue eyes says it all or perhaps it had shown on his face either way she could tell that he was totally in love with her.

"Bloom, will you marry me?" he had opened the box and inside it contained the legendary sapphire diamond ring. It was the most beautiful ring that she ever saw. She looked at him as tears were filling her blue eyes.

"Bloom?" Sky asked slowly, since it was a bit overwhelming for her to take in.

"Oh Sky..." she whispered; her voice sounded so irresistible in Sky's ears that he pulled her into a hug. Once they'd pulled away from each other and looking into each other's gazes.

"Is it a yes or no?" he asked a bit worried, afraid that she might say no to his proposal.

"It's...it's a YES!" she squealed out of happiness, as Sky pulled her into a kiss as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. He felt like he was the happiest man in the entire Magic Dimension since the woman of his dreams said yes and would soon become his wife.

"Bloom, I have to go now," as he placed the engagement ring on Bloom's finger as he noticed her smile had widen even more.

"You made me the happiest girl ever, Sky!" she said in a soft voice that made his heart melt away. He couldn't resist that cute voice of hers, but he needed to leave for now.

"...And I want to announce our engagement once summer is over," he told Bloom and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and left Bloom alone. Bloom watched him leave and she looked at the ring that he gave her; she loved the ring and she closed her eyes as if it was a dream, but it wasn't a dream; it was real. He actually proposed to her. She gazed at the ring that was sparkling spectacularly under the rays of the sunset.

...

Later that same evening with Oritel and Marion who were strolling down the beach. Marion had her arm in her husband's. Ever since she and Oritel had met up with their long-lost daughter who'd she presumedly was 'dead' for seventeen years was actually alive. It just didn't make sense to her of how she'd been alive for all these years, when she had looked everywhere for her daughter in the palace, but she never had found her body assuming that the Ancestral Witches had murdered her and burned her body into nothing but ashes out of cruelty.

Her eyes were filling up with tears once again. She was broken from the inside and out. She had no idea if she could ever heal the damages that's been done by the Ancestral Witches. Maybe it would never heal completely.

She remembered rocking her daughter to sleep on the days that Bloom couldn't sleep; she used the same lullaby that she knew from her mother when she'd rocked her to sleep. The endless days that she held her protectively in her arms when the war was ranging on. The days that Bloom cried because of the fear that was surrounding them. The days she watched her older daughter, Daphne taking Bloom out for a stroll in the garden and the way she used to play with Bloom, and the constant worry that she would feel over her young girls. It was only a few months they'd been together since the day Bloom was born.

She had made their darkest days brighter, even in the moment of the war that was happening. She had lightened their world, but then everything came crashing down on her on the day that Domino fell. She had lost everything during that battle even the lives of her daughters. She wished they had claimed her life instead of theirs as they were still very young and had lots to live for.

She hadn't noticed that she was crying in the arms of her husband until he spoke up, "please dry your tears, my love. I hate seeing you like this," his voice was gentle as he knew what she was feeling right now. Broken. That what she was feeling right now.

"Shh...everything's going to be okay, Marion," his face shown sympathy towards her.

"I don't know if it's going to be okay," she murmured.

"My love, as long as I'm with you everything will be fine," he soothed her with a small smile on his face.

"Oritel...I thought she was dead," she shook in tears. "I looked for her everywhere and I never found her...I thought they'd killed her!"

His brown eyes shimmered, feeling pity for Marion grow within him. All he had to do was to be strong for her and to support her as much as he can.

"Oritel...it's not like I didn't want to know her...it's...just...I'm scared of getting to know her that's all!" she said in a high-pitched voice. "Who knows what kind of life she has right now? What if...there were things...that...something terrible had happened to her and we didn't know! How could I stand up to that? How can I comfort her, when I'm broken!" she let her emotions go loose after sealing them inside of her for a very long time.

Oritel had his fingers running through her long wavy red hair. "Shh...we're going to do this together sweetheart. And remember you're not alone in this," he soothed her as he watched her calm down.

Oritel looked at her for a while before choosing his words in order to comfort her. "Don't you think she might be feeling the same way as we are?"

The red-haired woman looked at her husband. He was right about that. Maybe her daughter was feeling the same exact way as them: broken, shattered, upset, maybe even grieving at that as well.

"Maybe your right about that. I really do want to know what kind of life she has," her voice had lightened up a bit.

Then again she was also afraid of something else...someone else in particular. She gazed at her husband with fear in her eyes. "Oritel, what if he knows about her?" her voice was low but dark and her features tensed up as she asked that particular question.

Oritel had a grave look on his face when his wife asked that question. Not too long ago, an evil wizard had broken out of the Omega Dimension by three young witches known as the Trix.

He was out there in the Magical Universe, probably plotting to take over the realms once again, and if he knew their daughter was alive...he would do anything to get her out of the way even if it meant he had to end her life. Valtor was their arch-nemesis after all, and their opponent and if he figures out that Bloom's alive surely, he'll do anything to kill her before she would stop him from taking over the universe.

"I'm sure he won't know of her existence," he said. Though Marion had doubt about that as if though she felt like he would know about her. She had a feeling that they would soon meet again after many years that he'd shattered them. If he dare lay a single finger on her daughter...she would hunt him down and end him permanently and no one would dare to get in her way from stopping her from what she's about to do to him.

"I doubt that he would know about her..." she muttered.

"And if he did know about her...then we'll be at her side when the time comes. And I would refuse to lose my daughter...again."

They were both looking at the starry night sky as they spotted a shooting star, shooting through the eternal darkness of the sky, wishing for the best and that everything will be okay.

Wow! Lots of overwhelming emotions had broke through in this chapter. Please don't forget to leave a review below!