Gee, this turned out longer than I expected, but Hallelujah.

So, I know I said it in a previous chapter, but I wanted to make this clear again. In this story, the Red Queen and the Queen of Hearts are the same person, or at least the White Queen is the Queen of Hearts' sister. When I started writing, I wasn't aware that the once in Alice in Wonderland wasn't the Queen of Hearts, so yeah…

I'm done with this part of the story.

Enjoy,

Nick

Today was the day, I would meet my aunt. I wasn't sure what to think about it, but I was incredibly nervous. What if she didn't like me? What if she would only make fun of me because of my mother? What would she say about how I was treated? There were so many questions, so many 'What if's…?' that my mind was going a mile a minute.

"Calm down, love," Harry murmured into my shoulder, pressing me closer to him. We were snuggling on my bed, waiting for Evie to bring in mine and Harry's clothes for the day. She insisted on making something special for both of us.

I snorted, leaning back "You can talk. I'm freaking out here."

"I can see that," he sighed "Just try and relax. For me?"

"Sure," I sighed, taking a couple of deep breaths. Why did I care so much anyway? I mean, why was it so important what a stranger thought of me? I rested my head on Harry's chest, just listening to his heartbeat for a few minutes "You know, it was so much easier when we were still on the Isle. I might have almost died, but at least we could live the way we wanted."

My boyfriend's arms tightened around me "Dana."

"No," I cut him off "You can't tell me that it's better here with all those looks we're getting and the fact that we're always punished for things we didn't do."

"I wasn't trying to say anything like that, but be patient. Soon we'll be gone and wherever we're going, it'll be better than here," Harry vowed.

I blinked away a couple of tears "How do you know?"

"Easy," he grinned "If we don't like it there, then we can just leave. You have planted two of the beans and since you know how to take care of them, we have an infinite amount of those things. Wait! Do you even know how they work?"

"I think so," I frowned "You just have to throw them into some water and think about where you want to go."

A knock on the door interrupted us from our discussion "Are you decent?"

"Evie," I exclaimed, blushing slightly when the daughter of the Evil Queen came into the room with a grin.

"What? It's a legitimate question. I have your clothes." She opened one of the two boxes she had been carrying to reveal a dark red jacket with a white shirt and red pants. That was a surprisingly nice suit "Here. Those are for you." Evie threw the stuff to Harry "Go to your room and change. I want Dana's clothes to be a secret until later."

"Oh God," I mumbled, hiding my face in my hands. I got the distinct feeling that we would be playing doll again.

Harry gathered his suit and pouted "But I want to see now."

"Out," Evie ordered, her tone leaving no room for argument. If you knew what was good for you then you'd definitely do whatever she said.

As soon as he was gone, I went over to the blue haired girl and went to lift the lid of the box "I'm guessing that you'll help me with my hair as well? Seeing as you're already dressed."

"Of course, I will," she sniffed daintily before we both burst out laughing "Okay," she giggled "Get dressed and then come back out. I have also made a necklace for you, that hides your scar. I'll show you later. Maybe you could wear that instead of a scarf?"

I bit my lip in thought "We'll see." I pulled out a beautiful dark red dress out of the box and disappeared into the bathroom. I changed quickly and stared at myself in the mirror. The girl there was almost unnaturally beautiful. That couldn't be me, could it? The dress showed off my shoulders and collarbones, ending a few inches under the curve of my ass. The top part was lace and it went down to my waist, framing my bellybutton. Underneath that, there was this soft, flowy material that felt just amazing. I swear Evie was a master… mistress in her field. She made the best clothes one could think of and they always suited the person completely.

Outside the door, Evie was waiting for me with a smile "You look amazing in this dress."

"All thanks to you," I whispered, throwing my arms around my sister "Thank you. This is beautiful."

"The dress only enhances the person who is wearing it," Evie stated knowingly "It's you who is beautiful."

I shook my head in amusement. She's always telling me how beautiful I was and how jealous she sometimes was. I didn't feel half as beautiful as her. She always looked her best, but well… I learned not to disagree with her. We all did at one point or another.

"Come on, sit down and I'll do your hair."

I settled onto my desk chair, leaning back into the back. While Evie was combing my hair, I closed my eyes, relaxing under her ministrations. After about half an hour, she made a noise in the back of her throat that made me sit up "You okay?"

"Yeah," she breathed "That just turned out better than I imagined. I just have to put the necklace on and then you'll get to see the finished product." The necklace turned out to be a thin black band with two golden chains hanging a bit lower on my collar bones. There were several stones on the chain and on the lowest point, closest to my heart was a small cross. My hair was braided, hanging down to the small of my back. The braid was puffy, giving my hair more volume with small reddish-pink flowers inside the braid.

"Holy…How did you do that?" I breathed, staring at the person in the mirror with awe.

She smiled from behind me "I always said you were beautiful, but you never listened. Now you can see it for yourself."

I smiled lightly, locking eyes with her in the mirror "We're all beautiful. It's not just me," I denied.

"But you have this natural beauty that not many can pull of. Sure, I put a lot of work into my appearance, but you never did and look at you now."

"Evie…"

"It's okay. Come on, now. We should get downstairs," she grinned, holding out her hand.

I took it with a happy glance in my eyes and followed her downstairs. Outside, the others were already waiting for us. As soon as the guys saw us, their mouths dropped open. Mal, Dizzy and Uma smiled happily, each looking amazing in their dresses. Like I said before, Evie found the best way to accent each person in their favourite colours.

"You're drooling," I pointed out in amusement. Carlos and Gil snapped their mouths shut, while Jay and Harry were still gaping, looking me up and down. I shifted uncomfortably, suddenly self-conscious of some scars that were visible.

"Don't even think about it," Evie whispered into my ear "You're confident. Show it!"

I nodded and swallowed, before walking over to my boyfriend "You're going to swallow flies, you know."

He blinked rapidly and blushed "Sorry," he mumbled "You look… Wow!"

It was my turn to blush, but I didn't let it bother me "Thanks. The suit looks good on you, by the way."

"Really? It's a bit uncomfortable, though," Harry said, tugging at the jacket with a small grimace.

I stood on my tiptoes and gave him a gentle kiss "You'll get used to it."

"But I don't want to," he pouted exaggeratedly.

Mal and Uma snorted "Come on, love birds. We should join the others."

"Yes, Captain," Harry saluted playfully, making all of us laugh.

The chatter died, when we entered the garden and all eyes were on us. I pressed myself closer to Harry. I can do this. I'm confident enough that they won't bother me. I have people who like me, my family with me. I'll be fine.

An older woman, who looked an awful lot like me approached along with another woman with mousy brown hair.

"I didn't believe them when they told me my niece looked more like me than my sister," she spoke with a bell-like voice.

I looked at her in awe "You're my aunt?" I whispered, grabbing my boyfriend's hand in comfort.

"That would be me," my aunt smiled gently "And this is Alice. How about we talk in private?"

I worried my lip between my teeth and looked at Harry "If he can come with us."

"Of course. Follow me," the White Queen said, leading us to a small corner of the gardens "I always liked it here," she remarked, fiddling with a white rose "So, what's your name?"

"Dana," I told her shyly, sitting down in Harry's lap "That's Harry Hook, my boyfriend."

"Nice to meet you both," Alice announced, mustering me with a critical eye "I apologize for my rudeness, but you look nothing like your mother."

"I think half the Isle always wondered how the Queen of Hearts managed to have a daughter like Dana," Harry snorted "I'm sure I did."

I threw him an annoyed look "Actually, I'm rather glad that I'm nothing like her. That would be rather horrible."

"Yes," my aunt nodded sagely "Can you imagine it though."

I snorted "Yeah. It would be like an echo. Whenever mother demanded Stayne do something, a smaller Mini-her would do the same."

Alice winced at the name Stayne "He's on the Isle?"

"Do you know him?" I questioned.

Both of the women in front of me nodded "Of course. He was rather horrible. You grew up with him around?"

I drew in on myself, trying to stop the memories from overwhelming me. Harry shifted me on his lap, so I was sitting sideways and murmured comforting nonsense into my ear.

"Did he give you those scars?" Alice questioned sharply, anger pouring off of her in waves.

"He did that and more," the son of Hook answered with a snarl, all the while trying to comfort me.

"More? Oh God!" my aunt gasped, sounding sick. Suddenly, I felt small hands on my thighs "Listen to me, kid. You'll never go back there, no matter what the King commands, do you understand me?"

"You can't go against the King, though," I disagreed quietly, looking at the face that resembled mine.

The smirk I got made me sit up straighter "There might be something. Here." She pressed something into my hands "This is for you."

I gasped at the sight "Is this?"

"Yes. You know how to get it to its actual size again, right?"

"Of course," I nodded, caressing the tiny model of a ship in my palm "Does she have a name?"

"No," my aunt shook her head "It's yours to give. Take care of yourself and never forget."

I passed the ship to Harry and stood up uncertainly. Should I hug her? Did she even want to touch me? Oh, screw it! I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around the White Queen tightly "Thank you. I'll never forget what you did for us."

"I should certainly hope so," she remarked quietly, hugging me just as tightly "You'll have to leave soon. The other royals are demanding your return to the Isle of the Lost. King Ben will not be able to deny them for much longer."

"We appreciate the warning," Harry said, standing up "The ship was the only thing missing from our plan, so I thank you on behalf of the others as well."

"You're welcome. Now, go! Tell your friends and take care," Alice shooed, before kissing my forehead.

I glanced back at them, before hurrying after my boyfriend "That was weird," I pointed out, poking the baby ship with one finger.

"I would have never thought that we would actually be able to go through with the plan, but now? Let's tell the others and go pack. The sooner we're gone, the better," he added.

So, guys. I have decided against continuing this story. They leave Auradon and never come back. And that's how the story ends.

Nick