A/N: Well we're getting there. Hope you guys like this update.
Chapter Seven
Lena had one hell of a nights sleep, literal hell in all its glory, it was nightmare after nightmare. In every single scenario that played out in her head of their plan, her Ma was killed and there was nothing Lena could do. She watched time and time again as a hooded figure had stabbed her mother after a sword fight. Since when did her Ma, know how to wield a sword? Let alone put up a truly epic battle against this hooded figure. It scarily looked like the Dementors in the history books, even in the dream it had looked like it had sucked the happiness from her Ma before landing the fatal blow. What if it was a Dementor? What if these were visions and not dreams. She remembered something about dreams potentially being visions in her Divinations classes. Eventually around 5am as the sunlight had started to creep through the curtains and into her room she had given up on sleep, feeling she could not go through yet another nightmare. She had instead got up, had rifled through her case for her running gear, left a note for her parents and now found herself, sitting by the docks, enjoying the calm serenity after running till her legs gave out. She always found her way to the docks when she was home, they had been her safe haven of sorts. Here she could freely admit she was terrified of what was about to happen today, that something would go wrong when they go back and she wouldn't be able to save her Ma, she wouldn't be able to fix her time line. A gentle breeze swirl atop the water, at first sending a shiver down her spine, then wrapping her in a sweet embrace, she closed her eyes as it elicited a memory from her childhood that came ploughing through like the Hogwarts Express.
'Ma,' Lena had screamed her name with such ferocity it had knocked the wind out of her.
'Hey beautiful, I'm here ' Emma smiled brightly at her as Lena sat shivering with fear, tears streaming down her face. She had destroyed half of the mansion, while practicing her magic. Sending it tumbling down on her blonde mother, who had used her own magic to cushion the blow but not before a shard of glass had nicked her over her right eyebrow. 'It's ok, I'm right here and I'm ok, your mother is on her way, everything is going to be all right. I promise you.'
'Gods I was so scared, I am so scared I'm...I'm never going to control it Ma, what if, what if I hurt some one. Like you or Henry or Mom, I'd never be able to forgive myself.' She had cried whilst scooting away from Emma. Not wanting her Ma to touch her in case something bad happened.
'Sweetie, you can't let fear or failure stop you from trying, your Grandma taught me that a long time ago. If she hadn't,' her ma smiled serenely, 'I may never have had the courage to tell your mother the truth about how I felt. Courage is not the absence of fear Lena but rather the judgement that something else is more important than fear. You controlling your magic is more important than fearing your magic. Don't get me wrong kid, every day may not be good but there is something good in every day. Every day you will gain a little more control. When you get that control, I promise you Princess you will do great things.'
Just then Regina's voice had filtered through the rumble, calling them both. Emma had replied telling her they were in the back yard. Regina had rushed through, scooping Lena into her arms, checking her for any scratches. 'Are you ok my little Princess, are you hurt, do we need to go to the hospital?' Regina had fused for the bones of ten minutes before finally listening to Lena and Emma's assurances that she was uninjured. Lena had explained to her mother what had happened before Regina had promptly started chuckling. She then went on to tell Lena that Emma had, had to be taken to the forest many times to practice her magic and that Lena had nothing to worry about. She was much better at magic than her blonde mother, the house could easily be fixed. Flicking her wrist to prove just how easy it would be.
'Believe in yourself, little Princess, just like your mother and I believe in you and you will have won half the battle.' When she had flashed Lena that unconditional love smile, Lena couldn't help but to believe...
It seemed to have worked it's magic again as Lena refocused on the tasks ahead, soon I will be back in my time line, with my parents and all will be well in the world again, I can do this, she thought of Hogwarts and her training with Professor Black. Professor Black had given her perhaps the wisest words of them all.
' Remember little love, when something bad happens, you have three choices. You can either let it define you. Let it destroy you. Or you can let it strengthen you. The choice is always yours to make, not mine, not your mothers', yours and yours alone. It is all about finding the calm in the chaos. Never forget even the darkest night will be following by a rising sun.'
Lena leaped from the bench and raced back to the mansion heart full of hope and passion. Today she was about to step up to her mothers' level, do something for them she never thought she could, today she would be their hero.
Some men aren't looking for anything logical, like money. Lena thought as she entered the mansion, went to her room and jumped into the shower. They can't be bought, bullied, reasoned or negotiated with. Some men just want to watch the world burn. Mr Gold it appears is one of those men. Today, was going to be the day she did what her Ma had told her so often to do to the world who tried to tell her who to be. Today, Lena Swan-Mills was going to push back, today was the day Gold learned that you don't mess with a Swan-Mills and get away with it.
The plan was in motion, Belle had readily agreed to assist in any way she could after learning once more of Rumpel's indiscretions, why on earth had she ever trusted that man again, she had sighed. In her heart she knew that what had happened that night had an air of darkness attached to it, with Rumpel's signature all over it. Leaning over him later that evening she felt no guilt for what she had done and as Lena, Regina and Emma entered the store she knew, instantly she had made the right choice. If someone had kept Morpheus from her, she would have hunted them till the end of days. Removing the time turner from his neck, Belle whispered, 'magic always comes with a price dearie.'
Having thanked Belle for her help, the trio stepped into and alley not far from where the final battle had taken place. Lena couldn't help but notice the smile that crept across her lips as she watched her mothers intertwine their fingers in preparation for the journey. 'Oh you guys don't need to hold hands,' she smirked,' the chain here ensures we all go to the same place.' Both her mothers blushed but didn't let their hands go. 'Just in case,' Emma winked.
'You guys ready?' Lena looked at them and they both nodded. 'Well, here we go.' She rotated the time turner, to Hermoine's exact specifications. Watching as the streets around them slipped away and the evening light faded to early night and darkness surrounded them.
