Snow never made it to her graduation, she barely made it past her breakfast when the phone call came.

'White, phone call!' Colonel Smith barked out over the table of soon to be soldiers. Each of whom turned her way when he spoke. Phone calls were very rare and she had never even had one which made her and everyone else wonder the importance of such an event. 'I haven't got all day White!' Smith called and she made her way towards the top of the table where he sat and where he held the phone out to her. Did her father want her back from military school? Had he realised what had happened to her and he wanted her back in his life? She hoped not, she was too comfortable where she was and she would be even more comfortable on the battlefield.

'Hello?' She called into the receiver and what she heard made her heart stutter. Her stepmother as vile as she was, was crying. 'How is father?' Snow asked hurriedly. And at the woman's voice the creature who had hoped to replace the mother ceased her crying as though it was all an act and snapped at her stepdaughter.

'Your father is sick to death with worrying about you. You never once returned to see us at Christmas or on you birthday. I sent you to military school as a punishment not for joy and I am pulling you out before your poor father dies of a heart attack. He somehow found out that you were at military school instead of an ordinary boarding school for girls. He knows you're about to go out into the big bad world and shoot the enemy and he doesn't want his little girl fighting in the war. I've sent a driver to retrieve you to bring you to the hospital. Your father desires your presence.' The woman wanted to pull her out of the military after it was what she had hoped the girl would come to secretly love, after all if she'd gone into the great outdoors and been shot the cosmetics company would have been hers alone.

'He's in the hospital.' It must be severe, which begged the question. 'What did you do to him you evil witch?' Snow wouldn't believe for a second that she was the cause of her father's ill health. After all everything had been perfect before this hateful stepmother had come along. Maybe she had been trying to kill her father since Snow had been sent away.

'I did nothing to him,' she replied and Snow started to raise her voice when there came a tap at her shoulder.

'What is it?' She asked of the intruder and turned to see her father's personal driver standing there, holding her belongings and looking for the world as if he wished he could be anywhere else.

'Miss Snow, your father requests your presence,' Hunter told her and she growled low in her throat. For god's sake would she never get a chance at happiness in her life? 'As does your mother, Mrs. White.' He finished and her anger raged when he named the bitch as her mother.

'That woman is nothing to me, she doesn't even deserve the right to call herself Mrs. White,' Snow barked and turned to her fellow soldiers. 'Looks like you'll have to win this war without me. My evil stepmother has called me home to see my sick father.' She apologised, took her bags from Hunter lest he rifle through or disturb her clothing. After all she didn't trust him as far as she trust her stepmother. After all she had been the one to pick out the driver, maybe she'd had the driver poison her father. Nevertheless she would watch out for his actions as he drove her the fifty miles it would take to get into the city.

'Is that you Snow?' Her father called feebly as she entered the private ward he was situated in. She raced into the room, in the pair of jeans and t-shirt that Hunter had forced her to change into, lest she terrify her father even more in her military gear and cause him a heart attack or something akin to it.

'Father,' she greeted him and watched as he tried to sit up in bed and hold his arms out. His "beloved wife" had other ideas and used the bed controller to force him on his back with a thud.

'Now, now my love you don't want to strain yourself do you, after all it is only Snow. I mean you've seen her a million times before.'

'I am his daughter,' Snow protested at the same time he reminded his wife that his daughter was the most important thing in his life. The comment made Snow smiled before she remembered that she was the daughter that had caused him so much worry, so much anxiety that he had been admitted to hospital with a heart attack. 'Father I am so sorry I did this to you,' she apologised quickly and he shook his head as he patted the bed space beside him for her to sit.

'You are my daughter and I never wanted you to leave me. Your stepmother was the one who suggested she sign you up for boarding school I didn't realise she meant military,' he told her and the very thought seemed to give him a heart attack as he clutched at his chest and began to choke.

'Father?' Snow asked and when there came no reply she turned to the door of the ward and called out for the nurse. 'Please, help me, my father he's…' she trailed off when there came no answer as though there were no medical staff there at all and she turned to see her father glaring at the woman he had married.

'My mother told me what you would do, I didn't really think anything of it when she told me you were a witch,' father growled at the woman beside the bed and Snow rushed to attack the woman who was causing her father pain.

'What are you doing to him?' Snow asked and the woman merely laughed.

'What am I doing? He was completely fine until you entered the room and reminded him about your military training. If you had stayed there everything would have been fine.'

'You called me back from my breakfast, you had Hunter come and get me from the school and now you're telling me it's all my fault!'

'Girls please, don't fight,' Mr. Snow wheezed as he clutched at his chest once more before pulling on Snow's arm with the last of his strength. 'Snow there's something I must tell you.'

'Yes father,' Snow said and allowed him to pull her down so that he could whisper into her ear.

'You are entitled to the company.' She felt like arguing but didn't, these were probably the last words she would ever hear from her father and that realisation caused tears to fill in her eyes. 'Your mother left a password that she told no one but me.' He said and with his last words he proceeded to tell her those exact words.