This month had barely begun and it was already feeling way too long.

Today was April 7th and she had only been to see the coven twice since the initial meeting. So far it was not going well. Her re-discovered powers were barely under control and she was getting frustrated with the coven's teaching methods. Émeline told her that her powers were hard to maintain since she had not accessed them since her parent's death. Even back then they had barely awoken inside her, so it would take some time to gain any sort of control. Still…

If the training wasn't bad enough, today just sucked major in general. It started out with her oversleeping, not to mention her hair decided to curl itself somehow and was completely unmanageable this morning.

After school, things were starting to look up as she worked alongside her best friend Dani at Fox Creek Stables. Then the two girls biked home, chatting until they reached the cabin. That's when things went back downhill.

Walking their bikes down the gravel driveway, Madyson saw a Honda Civic parked behind Abbie's SUV and Ichabod's VW. "Hey Maddie? Whose car is that?" Dani asked her friend.

"Not sure," Madyson replied.

"You want to come over and have dinner at my place?" Danica asked Maddie, seeing her friend become nervous. The only ones who visited the Crane-Mills household were Joe and Jenny and they had a Jeep. So any strange car in the driveway was reason to be scared.

"Nah," Maddie said, shaking her head. "It's okay. I'll message ya later."

" 'K," Dani said and hopped on her bike, riding off.

As Madyson put her bike by the barn and went inside, it hit her who's owned that Civic. As she closed the front door she saw someone she had not seen in months, her social worker. Then she noticed the look on the government official's face, as well as Abbie and Ichabod's and it left her severely nauseated.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Please sit, Miss Madyson," Ichabod asked of her.

'He hasn't called me that since we met. Not to mention he's being solemn and formal. This is NOT GOOD' she thought. "Thanks, but I'll stand." She told them as she leaned against the breakfast bar.

"There's been a recent problem regarding the final bit of the adoption proceedings," said her social worker, Ms. Fishman.

"But," said Madyson, "Everything was supposed to be done by next month."

"Turns out your god-father is challenging for custody," Abbie told Maddie.

"I have a god-father? Who is he and why did he wait all this time to try and gain custody?"

"Apparently he has been out of the country on business for quite some time, but the judge does want to give him a chance. His name is Eric O'Ryan." Ms. Fishman said to her.

"Eric?"

"I take it you know him?" Ichabod asked.

"Barely," Madyson replied. "I haven't seen him since I was 6. He didn't even show up for my parent's funeral. So what? I have to live with him for the next month?"

"You will be placed in a group home until the court date and have supervised visits with him per the judge's orders." Ms. Fishman told Madyson.

"What?" Maddie couldn't believe this. "No! Why can't I stay here? I'm happy here. I'm actually happy." She went closer to Ichabod and Abbie. Ichabod took Madyson in his arms. She hugged him tight, face buried in his shirt. Then looking at her worker she said, "I can choose right? The judge will let me choose right? Well you can tell him I wanna stay here. I haven't seen Eric in years, and even back then I barely saw him. I don't want to go!"

It was then after her outburst, during the silence that followed, that she saw her things packed by the couch. It was then that she knew, for now at least, that she didn't have a choice.

Her things taken by herself and her worker, she was led to the car crying silently as she sat in the backseat. Driving away from the cabin, she went cold inside as she was taken away from the first place in years she had finally wanted to call "home."

A/N: yep there's another chapter done and it's pretty emotional at that. Just a few more chapters left about 3 or 4, maybe 5. Which will be posted soon, so keep reading.