Crying. The first thing Sophia heard when she woke. She opened her eyes and sat up, rubbing them. When she realised who was crying she immediately shot out of bed and walked to her daughters room. Lillian sat upright in her bed, puffy eyes and tears rolling down her face. It broke Sophia's heart to see her like that. She quickly walked over to her daughter and sat down on the bed next to her.

"Hey, Lillian, sweetheart, it's okay. Mommy's here," she said gently and tugged her into a hug. "What is it honey, why are you crying?" she asked when Lillian calmed down a bit.

"I miss Daddy," she said quietly, sniffing a few times.

"I know you miss Daddy. I miss him too." She stroked her daughters hair.

"When is he coming home?"

"I don't know…" Sophia felt tears starting to sting her own eyes. She just wanted this day to be over so she would be back home. Start over. But it also broke her heart that she had to leave Lillian, that after today she would never see her little angle again unless her future turns out this way. Which means that the accident would still happen and she would go through this again. Could Lillian exist in another version of her future or only in this one?

She didn't know what to do, what to think and what to hope for. It felt selfish to wish for this day to be over, just so she doesn't have to deal with it, let her future-self handle it. It felt selfish to wish this day over when she still had her daughter to look after. Selfish to wish this was over even though there was a chance Felix would wake today. Everything she wished for just felt selfish in one way or another.

"Can we go to Daddy?" Lillian asked, snapping her out of her thoughts. Yesterday she didn't want Lillian to see Felix like that, pale, wounded, almost lifeless, but she couldn't keep her away forever. Maybe he had recovered a bit during the night, it was the only thing she could hope for right now.

She nodded and wiped away her tears with her hand. "Yes, let's go."

Sophia hesitated a bit before walking into the room where Felix lay. Lillian was tugging at her hand, eager to go see her Daddy. She gathered her courage and walked through the doors. The bed was too high for Lillian to see so Sophia picked her up and placed her gently beside Felix.

He did look better, but it still hurt her to see him like this. The only thing that would really make her feel more relaxed was if he opened his eyes, but he didn't. Lillian looked at him, placing one hand on his cheek.

"Daddy?" she said gently. "Daddy, wake up." Sophia gently grabbed her hand and placed it in her own. "Why isn't Daddy waking up?"

"Because he is sleeping really deep," she said gentle, doing everything to keep her tears back. Lillian looked back at Felix before laying down beside him, grabbing his hand and holding it close to her. She yawned and closed her eyes. Much like Sophia she probably didn't get that much sleep last night.

Sophia placed some of the blanket over her and kissed the top of her head. Then she looked at Felix, brushing his blond hair out of his eyes and taking in every detail of his face. The thought of just sleeping the day away so it would be over made her feel guilty and selfish again. She needed to be there for him as long as she could. Wait until she couldn't stay awake or it was time for her to go back. She just couldn't leave him if she could stay a little longer.

She leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his lips before sitting down in the chair next to the bed. She placed her hand over his, to make sure he was still there and that she was still here.

Sophia didn't know how much time had passed when Violet walked into the room. She hadn't seen or talked to her best friend in this future yet, but she was glad that she was there.

"I heard what had happened," Violet said gently. Sophia stood up and hugged her friend. "I'm sorry."

Sophia sniffed and pulled away from the hug. "Thank you for coming."

"I'll look after Lillian and Felix. You have to get something to eat and some fresh air, you look pale."

Sophia looked back over her shoulder at Felix and Lillian, both sleeping. She didn't want to go, what if they woke up and she wasn't there. Yesterday her parents convinced her to leave because she was too tired to argue. Now, she was still tired but not as tired as yesterday. She was about to argue but Violet held up her hand and spoke up first.

"I'll call you as soon as somethings changing. Don't worry, they're in good hands." Violet gave her a look that said arguing wasn't possible, so Sophia sighed but nodded, hugging her friend one last time before leaving the room.

Sophia walked to the hospital cafeteria, bought a sandwich and walked outside to get some fresh air. She sat down on a bench and started eating her sandwich. She would get something for Lillian on her way back, but now Violet was right, she needed some fresh air and some time to think.

Someone sat down beside her and without looking Sophia already knew who it was.

"What is it?" she asked and sighed.

"Just here to remind you that after midnight you'll go back," the witch said, Sophia took another bite of her sandwich. "You know, you're the first one that experienced three kind of versions of her own future."

"Lucky me," she said sarcastically, still not looking at the witch. "What will happen to them?"

"To who?"

"My children, what will happen to them after midnight?" She automatically covered her stomach with her arm.

"They will live on in this future with the version of you that belongs here. For them it would be like you have always been that version."

"Will I remember everything?" she asked and finally looked at the witch.

The witch smiled softly and looked before her. "The memories would feel like a dream, but they can affect the choices you'll make when you're back."

Sophia nodded and also looked before her. "And Felix? Will he wake?"

"I can't tell."

"Why not?" she asked a bit annoyed.

"This is a version of your future, anything could happen, just like the accident in the first place."

Sophia sighed and stood up, throwing the leftover plastic in a trashcan. "It was nice talking to you, but I have a husband and daughter waiting for me."

"Midnight!" the witch called after her and Sophia felt like she was in the fairy tale of Cinderella. She had until midnight to say goodbye to her daughter. Felix, Violet and her parents she would see again but she didn't know if Lillian existed in her own real future.

Only two hours till midnight. After she returned from her little talk with the witch her daughter had woken up and they spend the passing hours talking, drawing and playing a bit. Lillian was getting tired so Violet took her home with her, and although she didn't want to say goodbye to her angel just yet, she had to. It was getting late and she had to sleep, it was for the best.

So here she was, sitting next to Felix, his hand clasped in hers while she looked at him. He was the only thing she saw, everything around her faded and he was all that mattered right now. Her tears had dried out hours ago. Time was passing slow but she didn't want to sleep, didn't want to close her eyes to open them again in a world where he didn't know her. Of course she would remember this only as a dream, but she wasn't ready to forget just yet.

"You know," she said softly. "When I was younger my mother always told me a story. It was a fairy tale but only our family knew it, passed from mother to daughter. It has never been written down, only told." She took a deep breath, she needed something to give her hope right now. When she was younger this was always this story that brought her hope. Telling it just made it more real than thinking about it.

"Once upon a time, there was a princess. Loved by her parents and her kingdom. She was meant to become the greatest queen of them all and a saviour to many. One day when she travelled with her mother she met a pirate captain and they fell in love. But they were separated when they arrived in the other land. The princess was captured by the king of the land, cursed to love the king and hate the Captain." Sophia brushed her thumb over his cheek, feeling his scar under her skin. "They were able to save her, but she was still under the curse. Only one thing was known to break the curse, True Loves Kiss. The Captain wasn't sure if it would work, if he was her True Love, but he couldn't see his love like this. He couldn't take another day seeing her look at him with only hate and love for his greatest enemy. He took a leap of faith and kissed her under the moon light," She slowly leaned down, brushing her nose gently against his and whispered, "and the curse broke."

She kissed him again, longer this time. She didn't know what she expected to happen. It wasn't like he was under a curse, as if a True Loves Kiss would wake him, but she felt hopeless, she might as well try. The tears she thought were dried out formed again. She was about to pull away when he kissed her back.

For a moment she was frozen, scared that if she would move he would stop. The hand she held closed perfectly around hers and his other came up to cup her cheek. So much relief flowed over her, so much joy. She couldn't help but laugh when she pulled back and he opened his eyes, looking at her with that look that always melted her.

"You're awake," she said breathless, but her smile didn't leave her face.

"True Loves Kiss, I guess," he said in a rough voice that send a shiver down her spine even though he probable didn't say it that way on purpose. He cleared his throat and winched a bit when it hurt. "What happened?"

"You were in an accident," she told him gently and brushed away his hair. "You were lucky that your injuries weren't fatal but you were unconscious for almost two days."

"I'm sorry I scared you like that," he said and wiped away a tear with his thumb.

"I'm just glad you're awake now."

He brought her down for another kiss before whispering, "I love you."

"I love you too," she whispered back. It was probably the last time she would say it to him, or at least until she had fallen for him again. Something told her that that wasn't going to be hard. She dared a glance at the clock when she pulled back.

Half an hour before midnight.

She had half an hour to say goodbye. Half an hour and this adventure would end. Half an hour and this would look like nothing but a dream. Half an hour until she forgot him…

She went to lay down beside him, careful not to hurt him. He put his arm around her, resting his hand on her stomach and pulling her closer. He placed a kiss on top of her head and she finally relaxed.

"Don't let go," she whispered almost pleading.

"Never," he promised her.

Bright sunlight shone in Sophia's eyes. She knitted her eyebrows together and pulled the comforters over her head. She didn't want to wake up just yet. The dream she just woke from was strange but also wonderful and sad. The last thing she saw before she was woken to abruptly by the stupid sun was blond hair and grey-blue eyes. Why would she dream about that? Why not about brown hair and green eyes? Then she remembered, today was her and Peter's anniversary!

She suddenly felt a rush of energy run through her and jumped out of bed. She wondered what Peter had planned for them. It was a beautiful day so maybe a picnic, or a day at the beach, maybe a horse riding trip through the forest like she always wanted.

Sophia checked her phone, one message from Violet.

Happy anniversary, Soph!

She smiled at the text but that quickly faded when she didn't see any texts from Peter. She shook her head, he probably wanted to surprise her. She walked over to her closet and opened it. Something in the corner of the closet caught her eye. She picked it up and looked at it. It was a zit hoodie, but it wasn't hers. Maybe her mother put it on accident in her closet instead of her fathers.

Maybe it was a bit weird but she brought the hoodie up to her nose, smelling it. A wonderful sent filled her nostrils and she closed her eyes for a second, enjoying the warm feeling she felt inside when she inhaled it again. An image of blond and grey-blue crossed her mind again. She opened her eyes again and threw the hoodie back in her closet. Whoever's hoodie that was, it smelled… well, just wonderful.

Sophia grabbed some clothing and walked to the bathroom to shower and change. After she was done in the bathroom she walked down stairs, greeting her father with a kiss on his cheek and her mother with a side hug since she was cooking them breakfast.

"Someone's in a good mood," he farther noted. Sophia sat down across from him.

"Today Peter and I are exactly one year and six month a couple," she said enthusiast.

"Still don't like Peter," Killian mumbled and Emma slapped his arm when she placed his plate before him.

"Congratulations, honey," her mother said and smiled sweetly at her as she placed her plate of breakfast also before her.

"Thanks, Mom," she said and started eating. Sophia checked her phone a few times during breakfast but still no texts from Peter. Did he forget? No, he wouldn't forget such a day.

After breakfast she decided to go to their tree. It was the tree where they first met, shared their first kiss and where he first asked her out. It would be the most logical spot for him to wait for her. She was a bit confused and disappointed when she didn't see him by the tree. It's still early, maybe he wasn't done with whatever he had planned.

Sophia decided to wait for him here under the tree. She sat down and made herself comfortable, checking her phone now and then. At some point she started texting with Violet.

He's still not here.

Maybe he's just running late.

I've been waiting here for almost an hour.

He probable planned something for the afternoon. Maybe I can keep you company until he shows up?

No, it's fine.

You sure?

Yes.

Okay, but then I have to go now, talk to you later.

Bye

She looked at the time on her phone; 11:30. Maybe he prepared a lunch. She waited for another hour, and another, and another. She wanted to call him but thought better of it. She just had to be patient. Whatever he had planned, it was probably worth the wait.

She started wandering around a bit, climbed the tree three times, played games on her phone until they started annoying her. When she looked at the time again it was 15:38. Did he really forget…

She shook her head, dinner. He probably had a dinner planned. Her stomach started to rumble at the thought of food. She could go to Granny's and get a quick snack, but then maybe she missed Peter, so she stayed put.

At some point the sun started to set and Sophia felt a cold breeze pick up. She wrapped her denim jacket a little tighter around and pulled her kneed up and hugged them. Tears started to form in her eyes, he forgot, he really forgot their anniversary. How could he forget that?

She stood up again and wiped away her tears but fresh ones started flowing right away. She wrapped her arms around herself and started walking back home. She felt like an idiot. Did she really expect him to remember such a day? He couldn't even remember the things she told him an hour before! She was just stupid, stupid, stupid, stu-

In her frustration she didn't look where she was walking. She hit someone's back and fell backwards.

"Watch where yo-" a voice said angrily but stopped mid-sentence. The voice sounded familiar but Sophia was too upset to figure that out right now. She tried to clear her vision by wiping her eyes with her sleeve and blinking a few times. When she looked up a boy not much older than her was looking down at her, blond hair, scar across his face and grey-blue eyes. The same she saw in her dream.

She shook her head and pushed herself from the ground. "I'm sorry," she said as she walked past him but he grabbed her wrist.

"Wait," he said much gentler than before and twirled her back around. "Are you okay?"

"Why do you care?" she snapped and yanked her arm out of his grasp, tears started to flow again.

"Just calm down." He grabbed her shoulders and she wanted to just walk away from him but as soon as his hands touched her she collapsed but he caught her. She sobbed into his shirt, not caring that he was a total stranger because he was just what she needed.

When she calmed down a bit she noticed how familiar this felt, and how right. His arms were around her, a perfect fit, like they were made to hold her. Only just then she noticed that he was rocking her slowly, from side to side, in a way that made her entire body relax. And then that smell… the wonderful smell she smelled earlier that morning on the hoodie she found.

She pulled back and stepped back, immediately missing his warmth. "What are you doing?" she asked him, holding her hand up to keep him from approaching her.

"Calming you?" He tilted his head.

"Why?"

"Maybe because you kind of collapsed in my arms, didn't leave me with much choice."

She felt her cheeks warm up and she felt stupid. She probably looked like a mess, an ugly, sobbing mess. He smirked at her and took a few steps forward, extending his hand.

"Felix," he said and she took his hand.

"Sophia."

"Now, tell me, Sophia. Why were you so upset?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

"You don't know me," she challenged him.

He tugged her to him with they still entwined hands, and said in a low voice, "Maybe I want to."

A/N: Thank you all for reading! Please review, let me know what you guys think of this chapter, it really helps me writing!