Long awaited! Also, for those of you who don't know, Aziz was cut from the movie and is technically canon.

"Do you even think she'll want to see me?" Jay asked quietly. He stood in front of the mirror in the hotel, brushing his fingers through his short hair. He seemed fascinated that his hair was so short that it didn't touch his ears.

"Do you want me to take the spell off?" Mal asked. She moved over to him, standing next to him to look at their reflections. She could barely recognize them, which was the point. She had used the same spell she had used at Auradon Prep to do Jane's hair so that she and Jay were seemingly unrecognizable. She had made his hair extremely short while hers was a shimmering light blonde, the shade of the first rays of sunshine. She hated it.

"I thought you said it was safer to keep the spell on until we reach Agrabah," Jay said, finally looking away from his reflection to raise an eyebrow at her.

Mal shrugged a shoulder. "It just seems like it's bothering you."

"Because I look like Aziz." Jay huffed out a breath and dropped his hand to his side.

"Who?" Mal asked. She followed him to the bed and sat down beside him. "Isn't that someone on the tourney team with you?"

Jay nodded. "He's Jasmine and Aladdin's son. He's a year younger than me. But, his hair looks like this. Maybe a little longer, I guess."

Mal frowned, thinking. She hadn't even thought about Jasmine having another child. Jay was in a position to gain a mother, father, and brother. But he was also able to lose hope of that much at any moment or even with a dismissal from the palace in Agrabah. But they had to get that far first.

They had spent much of the night travelling, taking a train through the mountains. Now, just after dawn, they had finally checked into a hotel a few miles outside of Agrabah's main city. Thanks to Mal's spell, no one had even looked at them twice. But now, Mal was getting nervous for Jay. If they made it to the palace and everything went smoothly, Jasmine could just as easily say she didn't want anything to do with Jay. And on top of that, she could call the authorities and get them sent back to the Isle immediately. But that was later. Right now, they needed to rest before going in for the confrontation.

"I've never talked to him though," Jay continued. "We've seen each other at practice of course, but...I don't know."

"Does he seem nice though?" Mal asked.

Jay shrugged a shoulder and laid down on his side. He plucked at a loose thread in the comforter and sighed. "I guess? People like him. Honestly, we act a lot alike. It scares me."

"Why?" Mal moved so she was laying on her side as well, facing Jay. She laid her hand on top of his to stop him nervously picking at the bed. "Isn't that a good thing?"

"A good thing?" Jay asked, his eyebrows raising. "How is it a good thing to see this boy who's so much like me have the life I never got a shot at just because my father is a villain? We could have..." He swallowed and looked down at their hands. "Mal, we could have been brothers."

"Technically, he is your brother. Half, I mean."

"It's not the same. He could be my full brother, but it still wouldn't change the fact we grew up in two completely different worlds." Jay raised his gaze to meet Mal's. "You never answered, by the way."

"What? Oh." Mal shifted and moved her hand to stroke the back of Jay's wrist with her thumb. "I think she'll want to see you Jay. I think that, regardless of how she felt back when you were born, there has to be some part of her that genuinely feels motherly toward you and that wants to know you as her son. I just...I don't want you to be crushed if that's not what happens or if she has a bad reaction at first. You're showing up on her doorstep. I mean...what are you going to say?"

Jay shrugged. "Honestly, I don't know. I'm afraid they'll have guards that will catch us and recognize us. Or that Aladdin will open the door and kill me just for being Jafar's son. I mean, really, if everything went smoothly and I saw her first...I don't know what I'd say. Will she even recognize me?"

Mal grinned. "I would think so. Though, maybe not show up with the short hair. She might be really confused since you say you and Aziz look alike."

Jay laughed and nodded. Then he tugged on the end of Mal's hair. She had lengthened it as well when turning it blonde. "I can't get used to this. Never make me get used to this."

Mal smiled and turned her head to press her lips to his fingers in a brief kiss. "I won't, trust me. It's bizarre. I look like that princess they call Rapunzel or something."

Jay shook his head. "You're much prettier than any princess they have here, Mal. Inside and out."

Mal ducked her head, her cheeks flushing with heat. Even though Ben had subjected her to compliments on multiple occasions, she still wasn't used to hearing them.

"Mal," Jay said softly. "Mal, look at me."

Mal looked up, fixing her green eyes on his dark brown set. "What?"

"You don't believe me," he stated.

"I...I believe you. I just...I don't know what to say," Mal said.

Jay leaned closer, and Mal's breathing instantly went shallow. He was so close. Just millimeters away. "Don't say anything then." And he kissed her softly. Then heatedly. And repeatedly. Until all her thoughts and all his touches to her body blurred into oblivion.

Thanks for hanging tight with me, guys! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Give it a review with your thoughts! I know it was a bit short, but I'm in the middle of a grueling semester. Thanks for reading!

Foarrin