Heyo! Welcome back to another chapter. I got nothing really to say, so enjoy.

A few days after returning to Beacon.

The snow squall blew all around the heiress, encasing her like a snowglobe. Though she wore only her regular huntress' attire, she felt not even the slightest chill in her as the alabaster teen pressed through the blizzard. As she continued to press through the storm, Weiss started to hear voices, whispers, noises of her past around her.

"Winter, where are you going?" A young girl's voice asked. One which Weiss knew well was hers from her childhood.

"Atlas.. has offered me a placement in their specialist services. They said it was an opportunity befitting the best huntress in their academy," A younger, yet matured voice stated. Winter in her teen years. "I have to go sister. So please, be a good little girl to mom and dad. Okay?"

"Okay."

The storm blasted in Weiss' face, making her flinch as she turned her head away from the wind and shielded herself with her hand. The cold front halted a few seconds later, allowing the heiress to continue moving forward.

"Mommy, what's wrong? Why is dad driving away?" Weiss' younger self asked, clearly confused as to what was going on.

"Not now, go away." Weiss' mother replied as the sound of a glass of something poured into her mouth, the white haired girl remembered the bottle of whiskey sitting on the desk as the conversation continued. Suddenly, the glass the woman held shattered as Weiss remembered her gripping it till it cracked and broke.

"Mommy! Your hand's-"

"i SAID LEAVE, NOW!" Snow shouted, making the younger's footstep's stop as a moment of silence permeated in the dialogue. Shortly after, the soft footsteps slowly made it's way to the door of the room Weiss knew too well. The door opened with a creak as the footsteps walked out of said doorway, closing slowly behind her.

"Damn bitch of a daughter, she's the cause of this divorce.." The woman stated as she started mumbling other cruel words, mostly about abortion's and other hurtful statements. Finally, the door shut softly.

"I... I love you, mommy." The young Weiss said, as a pain in the present Weiss' heart started to burn. Suddenly, another cold blast of air hit the heiress. This time, knocking her backwards as she fell. Instead of stopping when she hit the ground though, as if there was a magic rabbit hole underneath, she fell through the snowbed. The once stable ground vanished as she seemed to fall into a hole. A hole of underlying darkness. It was quiet as the heiress continued to fall, or so she assumed.

"A-am... I a fool, for trying to love someone that couldn't love...?" Weiss asked, in the depths of darkness. A few single tears escaped her eye canal, floating off her snow-white complexion as it seemed to glisten in the air.

Finally, the white teen slowly landed on a sheet of white, though not entirely sure what it was. The girl laid on the white translucent blanket, keeping her eyes shut from whatever rude awakening appeared before her.

"I'm not going to open my eyes. You can torment me about my shitty childhood all you wa-"

"Weiss. This is your step-mother, Aria," William spoke, piquing the girl's curiosity as she opened her eyes. Those eyes widened when she saw how young her father looked. Even moreso, how cheerfully bright Aria was. "We're getting married in a few months."

The young Weiss let out a quiet huff as she looked aside the two adults, her cheeks puffed out and an unamused look painted her face. William easily saw this and cleared his throat, crouching down as he placed his hands on the heiress' shoulder. "Aria, this is my youngest daughter, Weiss Schnee."

"Ahh! It's so nice to meet you! Oh, William has told me soo much about you!" Aria replied, wrapping the younger Schnee in a hug. The young Weiss flared out as she tried to break free of her grasp, the older noticing easily as she let go of the heiress.

"Let go of me! How dare you!" The young heiress scolded.

"Oh, I'm sorry sweetheart. I forgot to warn you, I'm a hugger!" The woman replied with an earnest smile, making Weiss snort.

"Do you know who I am? My family background?! I am the heiress of the Schnee Dust Company!" Weiss blared, though having no effect on the older woman in front of her.

"Ooohh! you're gonna be the cutest little CEO ever!" Aria returned, pinching the younger girl's cheeks gently. William laughed as the two argued, turning his head to see another familiar face.

"Ah, Weiss, I also forgot to mention. This is Mai-Lee, your stepsister," Will announced as the girl walked over to the crowd. "Mai, this is Weiss Schnee, my daughter."

The girl looked a lot smaller and younger compared to the more matured heiress. Her hair was shorter as well, though it didn't stop the raging flow of naturally curly hair from persisting. The two shook hands as the youngest gave the older a smile.

Present Weiss watched the scene before her, remembering the event like it was yesterday. "That was... after the custody battle. It was the day after the court appearance. Dad looked so happy to show me my new step-family.,"

The heiress looked down. Shame, guilt, sadness, engulfed her. "But I was just trying to push everyone back."

"You had no choice," A female voice spoke behind the white haired teen. Weiss turned around to find her mother standing there. "You still knew you were mine."

"That's not true, and it never will be!" Weiss shouted, throwing her hands in the air in denial.

"Admit it Weiss, you are my child. Where else would you get your coldhearted stubborness?" Snow questioned, making the alabaster girl tilt her head down.

"True, I got your flaws, but not your heart!" The heiress shot back as Snow feigned a hurt complexion.

"True, you couldn't have all my traits. But that won't stop you from pushing away everyone and everything you love and want to love. You are a hopeless wreck Weiss."

The younger woman stood still for a moment, letting the silence permeate through the room. Finally, Weiss started to laugh, louder and louder until she locked eyes with her mother. "You are wrong. You are just an evil witch in my mind now. You forget who I do have."

Appearing out of thin air, Ruby walked over to Weiss, wrapping her in a warm embrace as she made eye contact with the devil. "You forget that I have made friends, and one awesome partner and girlfriend.

I'm not perfect, but I try to be better, each and every day."

Snow snorted as she held up her hand. "Perhaps now, but you will fuck up.

You always do."

After saying her last statement, Snow's hand glowed a dark aura that Weiss easily caught on, it flowed into the ground, binding both the heiress and Ruby. A dark ball of energy shot out of the older woman's hand, hurdling towards the heiress quickly as Weiss watched it soon come into contact with her.

Weiss gasped in shock as she jumped slightly, laying still in her bed as only her staggered breathing pattern and shaky hands were the only motions she couldn't control. She soon came to consciousness of her surroundings as she realized she was staring at the dangling bed above her. 'I-I'm.. still in bed..' The shaky teen thought, turning her gaze to the left as she saw Yang's body in the other bed across from her, with her faunus girlfriend's arm wrapped around her stomach. Weiss turned her head to the other side, noticing the close-up face of the sleeping redhead beside her. Said redhead had a small line of drool coming out her mouth and her nose seemed stuffed as light snoring could be heard, even though she was on her side. The heiress sighed, wiping off the string of saliva from the girl's mouth as she got out of bed.

'*sigh* It was just a nightmare.'

Weiss put on her slippers as she made her way into the kitchen and to the fridge. She grabbed the milk and a cup shortly after as she poured herself a glass, taking a drink out of it instantly as she put the jug back. Weiss sat at the island as she looked out the window, staring at the beautiful broken crescent moon illuminated in the window.

'That dream.. that nightmare. Was it trying to tell me something?' Weiss pondered as she took another swig of her milk, uncertain whether her dream housed a purpose or not. 'Perhaps I'm not sleeping enough? No, that can't be right, I've made sure I went to bed at the same time as Ruby each night. Maybe I need to be closer to my peers, I mean friends. Well, I haven't been very close to them before, why would this neglectment haunt me now..?'

Weiss sighed as she sported a frustrated look. 'GOD DAMMIT! Calm down Schnee. You're putting too much thought into this. You need to relax and collect yourself.'

The heiress' hard concentration was halted when the soft creaky door connecting the kitchen to the bedroom opened, as Yang sighed and walked over to the fridge in her drowsy, yet conscious stupor. She quickly noticed the other body in the room as her mind awoken slightly more. "Weiss, is that you?"

"Yang? What're you doing up?" Weiss asked, taking a drink of her milk afterwards. Yang sighed as she walked over to the island.

"I couldn't sleep. Well, couldn't fall back to sleep. I've been sitting in bed with my eyes closed for a good 10 minutes now. I only know this because I've been checking the clock every minute or so," Yang replied, giving the heiress a curious look. "Why're you up?"

"I had a bad night terror." Weiss answered simply as Yang walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out the milk.

"Yeah, I thought I heard you wake up in a panic. Was contemplating continuing the fight for sleep or confronting you."

"You chose the latter, I see."

"Well, I wasn't getting any more tired laying in the bed with Blake wrapped around my side."

Weiss chuckled, as did Yang, as the blonde grabbed a cup and poured herself a glass of milk as well, offering to top up Weiss'. The heiress agreed as she held up the cup for Yang to refill. After both glasses were filled, she returned the milk to it's rightful place in the fridge before sitting next to Weiss.

"So, what was your dream about? If you don't mind me askin'." Yang spoke, Weiss letting out a sigh as she turned her head to the woman beside her.

"Can I ask you something personal first? Have you.. have you ever tried to love someone, someone that just wouldn't... love you back. Not affectionate love, but more, respective and family-like?" Weiss asked, making Yang rub her chin.

"...Well, kinda. There was a woman I liked in a family-like manor. She was a huntress and a mother apparently. But she never acted like a mother-figure. She put herself, and her 'clan', her priority before her child.

That person.. was my mom."

Weiss' interest piqued as she looked at the blonde, her eyes fixated on her glass as her hands firmly grasped it. "Y-your mother, and Ruby's?" She asked, to which Yang shook her head.

"No. It's really complicated, and not even I have all the details. But, we're technically not pure sisters. Only half. I won't explain Ruby's mom's situation, but mine.. mine left me for her own duties. Dumped me with my dad, and Ruby's mom, and left. I never truly saw her, only pictures of her. But I still cared for her. I wanted to see her countless times, I wanted to be there for her so I could show her how much I've grown. But I've yet to find her. She never stays in one place for long, and never goes to the same place twice. She's cut off all traces of herself. To be honest, I've never even seen her face in person. But I'll know when I see her."

Weiss watched as Yang's grip loosened on the glass, and a sigh left her lips. The heiress did the one thing she felt obliged to do; give the woman before her a comforting hug. "I'm sorry to hear that Yang. I didn't mean to bring up any-"

The brute returned the hug in a firm grip as she rested her chin on the heiress' shoulder. "It's not your fault. I think I have a feeling on what your dream's about. I'm sorry your mom was put in jail by the way."

Weiss let go of the blonde as she sat back in her seat. "It's alright. She wasn't nice to me at all, but I still loved her. She was my mother after all. I'm just having trouble weighing in my mind whether I still truly do, or I'm just.. misguided. My dream, my nightmare, has made me contemplate it more thoroughly though."

"What was it about?"

Weiss sighed as she took a drink from her cup, placing it back down slowly. "It, was about my late childhood. I was surrounded in a blizzard. And these voices, they spoke of my past. Reminded me of when my sister left me, us, to go to Atlas' special forces unit. When my mom just started the divorce with my father, and the custody battle. When everything changed. I was blown back by the storm, and fell through the floor like it was made of wet tissue. I landed on a blanket or something, and then I saw my step-family, when I first met them actually. I watched my younger self push them away, like they were mere peasants. But they continued to try and befriend me."

The white haired teen looked up to Yang, who was listening with her full, undivided attention. "The problem, though, wasn't the fact that I was rude to them. It was that I felt I couldn't trust them. I was too blinded by my mother to realize I was just pushing everything, everyone, away. Even to the present, I've shunned and talked down to everyone. It wasn't until that dream that I realized that."

"Weiss, You haven't shunned everybody. Even those you have belittled, you've moved past it to befriend. Take Ruby for example-"

"Yang, Ruby's a different situation." Weiss responded, cutting Yang off mid-point.

"I meant before you two started dating, back at the first day of Beacon. You two couldn't get along at all, you guys reminded me of water and fire, and you guys had a couple downfalls after initiation. But gradually, you two became great partners, best friends, and even started dating one-another. If that's not a good enough example for you, then I don't know what is."

The blonde put a hand on the heiress' shoulder. "You aren't the best Weiss, but nobody's asking you to be perfect. We've all grown and learned from each other, and I think that through time, you'll learn not to be so.. cold. No offense."

Weiss nodded in agreement. "Alright, I think you're right.

Thanks Yang."

Weiss awoke to the pleasant sound of mucus-churning coughing, followed by the groan of her partner in her bed. The white teen opened her eyes as she noticed the other girl. Ruby was a mixture of pale-white with a harsh red burning on her cheeks, she looked awful and sounded quite similar as she let out another harsh cough.

"Ruby, are you okay," Weiss asked as she felt the redhead's forehead, retracting her hand almost immediately. "You're burning up. Are you feeling alright."

"Wha-wha..? Yeah, I'm awright, just gotta... get up and get reddy." Ruby answered in a rather half-assed manner, getting up slowly. She stood up with one fell push, only for her system to reject the notion as she collapsed on the floor.

Weiss jolted out of bed as soon as she saw the younger girl start to fall, catching her as she almost hit the ground. "Ruby! You've got a fever," She spoke, sitting the girl back on the bed. "You're sick, you're gonna have to miss school today."

"Whaaat... but I don't wunna miss school, I won't get to eat lunch with our frends, and I wun't be able to see yu!" Ruby responded in her stuffy tone, almost sounding on the verge of tears. Weiss saw the younger girl's disappointed look, cupping the girl's cheek as to try and alleviate her sadness.

"I'll stay home with you honey, I'll take care of you." Weiss replied, giving the girl a smirk.

"You.. you will do that, for me?" Ruby asked in a surprised tone.

"Of course, why wouldn't I help my sick little rose when she's not feeling well?"

Ruby emitted a bright smile, one that glowed with happiness and would almost fool Weiss that she was fine. The older girl placed the little redhead back in bed as she cupped her rosie cheek. "I'll go get a thermometer, you rest here."

"Okay." Ruby complied as the Schnee pulled the blankets onto her sick girlfriend, turning around and trotting over to the washroom to grab the thermometer.

Weiss returned to the scene as Yang and Blake were getting ready for school, noticing the white haired teen was still in her night gown as both sported a confused look at the object in her hands. "What's up Weiss, why isn't Ruby getting up at all?" Yang asked, pointing to her younger sibling.

"Ruby's sick, so I'm gonna stay home today to take care of her." The heiress responded, walking over to Ruby as she instructed her to put the thermometer in her mouth. The redhead complied as Weiss placed it atop her tongue and she closed her mouth.

"Wait, you're gonna miss a whole day of schoolwork to be with Rubes?" The brawler questioned as a look of surpise soon replaced her confusion.

"Of course I am, I'm not gonna go to school knowing my girlfriend and leader is sick. I'd be worried too much to focus."

"Wow, that's saying a lot, coming from you Weiss." Blake bluntly stated with a surprised look as well.

"Why is that so surprising? I'd miss any ceremony and any plans to take care of her, is that so hard to believe coming from me?"

"Hey, I'll hold ya to your word." Yang spoke, pointing her fingers at the alabaster girl as said girl rolled her eyes.

"Anyways. You guys go to school, gather up any assignments from our classes and bring it back to me at the end of the day. Can you do that for me?"

"Actually, me and Blakey were gonna go out after school. We are gonna go shopping for supplies and stuff and Blake wanted to get there as soon as possible before the sale ended."

"Fine, then leave the schoolwork in your locker Blake, I'll come get them after school ends."

Blake nodded as she finished tying her bow on, and the two headed out the door with a 'get well soon' from both.

Weiss took the thermometer out of the younger teen's mouth as it read about 106. She was shocked, though didn't express it at all as to try not to worry the sick girl in bed. The heiress took the object back to the washroom, washing it before putting it back in the medicine cabinet. She grabbed a cloth as she wet it down with cold water, bringing it to the redhead as she placed it on the girl's forehead. "There, now let me see if there's any medicine in the cabinets."

After finding and giving some meds to Ruby, Weiss tucked the little redhead in bed as she stroked her hair. Ruby smiled as she nestled to the feeling of the heiress' hand coursing her head. "Thanks Weiss." Ruby praised as she closed her eyes.

The white haired girl smiled, coursing her hand down to the younger's cheek as she cupped it. "You're welcome, sweetheart." The older whispered as she bent down to kiss Ruby on the forehead quietly.

Soon, the sick teen started to fall asleep as soft little snores engulfed the heiress' ears. A beaming smile continued to stretch across her lips as she gave the girl one last kiss to the temple as she got up. Determination flowed inside of her as she nodded.

She was going to make Ruby feel better, no matter what.