They were back in the present. Ben's vision came back in a single snap. It wasn't much different than what he last saw in the memory. The castle being burnt by the pink flames. A sense of emptiness still inside him, just like that night. He looked up to see the scene before him. Rose's eyes looked at him coldly. "Now you know what they did to me. If you don't thin its true, ask her yourself." Ben didn't know how to process this new information. His eyes began to fill with tears.

"Mom," Ben looked into his mother's teary eyes. She was still laying on the ground, propped up by one elbow. "Is it true?"

Belle stopped for a moment, looking down. "I never wanted it to-"

"Is it true!?" Ben yelled, cutting her off. Mal and the others exchanged looks. They didn't know what to do, there was so much going on.

"Yes!" Belle yelled back,"Its true! But I just wanted to teach her how to belong in this family! I didn't expect putting her in that room would lead to all of this!" Ben looked down again. He shifted his weight to one leg in shock. A tear ran down his cheek and onto the stone. All of his life, he had been lied to. If only he knew what they were doing to Rose. What they were doing to his little sister.

"Now it doesn't seem like I'm the bad guy does it?" Rose said in a strong voice,"They were just trying to make me less of who I am. You know what they've put me through." Ben paused at her words. All thoughts in his brain had gone dead. He looked up at his sister slowly, tears still running through his eyes.

"You may think what they've put you through was bad, but it'll never compare to the pain you have put onto me by leaving," Ben let the tears roll down his face.

"You didn't care about me anymore than Belle and Beast did," Rose didn't break.

"I DID TOO!" Ben snapped,"I was heart broken when you left us! You had never let me in, never told me your troubles! This could have been prevented if you just weren't so stubborn about it!"

"I was wrong about you Ben," Rose said quietly,"I thought you were different than our parents. You were wiser and more kind, but it turns out they raised you to be as good of liars they are." Ben didn't give his sister much time react when he jumped at her. His hand pressed against each of her temples. He wasn't doing any harm. She put her hands on the side of her head and the whole scene had went dark again.

Ben was on the new balcony with his parents and Fairy Godmother. All the people of Auradon had gathered to see the new palace they had rebuilt. She had been waving her wand and saying spells, making people forget Rose. Ben's face was cold. A picture frame was held in his hands. There was a quick time lapse as all the people passed through. When they had all left, Ben had headed straight to his room.

The prince didn't bother to turn the light on, for there were enough candles lit for him to see. One burned on his dresser where a picture of Rose as a young girl was propped near it. He propped up the picture frame he had held before. The picture was of the old castle. Ben reached inside of his coat to pull out the small stuffed bear. He laid it against the frame. His teary blue eyes were profound in the candle light as the picture faded out.

...

"Rose!" a younger Ben was chasing his even small sister, who was sniffling. He followed her all the way to the library. She wasn't in sight, but Ben knew where she was. The young boy quickly ran up the stairs and took out the book to unlock the door to the secret hiding place. He ran through the dark tunnel til he reached and climbed the stairs. The door was already propped open when he got to the top.

The young boy poked his head out to see a hunched over girl, crying over something in her small hands. Ben pulled himself up onto the balcony. "Go away Ben," the child's voice was sad. Ben didn't listen and scooted up next to his crying sister.

"I'm sorry I got carried away," Ben said in his considerate and friendly tone,"I didn't want to damage your bear. I'm sure mom or a servant can sew it up." Rose lifted her small face to show it was full of tears. A bear with a ripped off ear. Stuffing was coming from it.

"Are you sure?" she asked quietly.

"I promise we'll fix it," Ben said sincerely,"Do you forgive me?"

"Yes," the girl said in a high pitch,"I love you Ben."

"I love you too, Rosie," the young boy hugged his sister.

...

The younger Ben was now sitting on his bed in his room, staring down at the picture of the young Rose. Tears sat on the glass when a few escaped from the prince's eyes. A slight breeze came through a big window Ben had opened up. A sudden knock made him jump. "Uh, just one second!" Ben called. He could only stuff the picture under the bed and wipe his eyes before Belle opened the door.

"One," Belle laughed. Ben gave her a grin. "Don't you want something to eat dear? You didn't eat hardly anything at breakfast. Are your allergies acting up?"

"No," Ben said in his friendly voice, "I'm not feeling the best, it'll be better if I don't eat."

"Well just drink plenty of water then," Belle stepped into the room. Ben nervously glanced around.

"Okay," the boy kept looking around,"Thanks mom." Belle's eyes moved from her son and went to the window.

"Maybe you're getting stuffy from all of this fresh air," Belle started to walk to the window, but paused when she saw it. She walked over to the boy's dresser and picked up the stuffed bear with the stitched ear. "Why is this on your dresser?" Belle turned to her son and held it up. Her expression was cold, eyes fixed on Ben.

"What do you mean?" Ben covered well,"Its mine from when I was younger. Don't you remember me tearing off the ear when it got caught in the door?" Belle looked at her son, then at the bear.

"This wasn't yours," Belle looked at the ink stitch,"Its broken, and it should be disposed of." She dropped it into the small waste basket in between the bed and the dresser. "Feel better soon." Belle's cold expression softened as she kissed her son's forehead and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her. Ben waited for a few moments, then sprang to his trash.

The price dug out the bear quickly and when he got it back in his grasps, he sighed with relief. He held the bear to his chest for a few moments, breathing deeply. He continued sitting on the floor and holding the bear close. After a few moments, he reached under his bed and pulled the picture out. He then pulled out a blue wrapped box with golden string.

He placed the bear down on top of the picture before he lifted the box on his lap. He looked at the tag. Happy 13th Birthday, Rose. Love, Ben. He took a breath before opening the lid to find a pair of brown boots. They looked the same as the ones Rose was wearing the night of the ball, but brand new. He lifted each shoe up showing one had a painted rose on the back, while the other had a bear. He looked at the boots for a moment, then tears ran down his cheek.

"Happy birthday Rose," Ben whispered.

The memories faded as the teens came back to the present. Ben dropped his hands from his sister's face. Rose's eyes looked up at her brother. She slowly dropped her hands and took a step back. "You thought you would escape pain by leaving," Ben said quietly a one tear rolled down his cheek,"but you only left it behind for me to suffer through. This isn't about mom anymore, its about you and me."

Flames crackled in silence from Rose. Ben reached inside his jacket and pulled the small brown bear with the ripped ear. Rose looked at the bear, then back at Ben. "You know why I sent Carlos to my office?"

"To get the sword," Rose said simply,"It was your last defense of power. I knew that."

"No," Ben turned to Jay and Lonnie and motioned to the backpack,"It was a distraction." Ben took the Bag from Lonnie, who walked it up to him. He reached inside of the bag to pull out the same blue box with gold string. "Happy Late Birthday, Rose." He said quietly as he opened the box to reveal the boots that were in the memory. Rose looked sown at the box in shock.

Ben held the box out to her. The girl continued her gaze as she took a step forward. She picked up one of the boots, the pink rose was still painted on the back. She ran her fingers over the brush strokes. A grin came over her face. She looked down at her own feet where the boots she was wearing, had tears and holes. She put the boot back in the box quickly.

As soon as Ben put the top on the box her dropped it to hug Rose. The girl had already put her arms around her big brother. They embraced for only a moment before they heard the snap of the cuffs. Rose took a step back, but her arms were still linked together behind Ben's neck. She lifted her hands to see them cuffed together. Ben looked behind him hesitantly.

Beast stood behind him, breathing heavily. His coat was ripped and burnt a places. Mal looked down at her hip. The hand cuffs she had brought along, they were gone. She didn't even realize what had happened. Ben looked at his dad with confusion. Beast didn't say anything but grab Rose's arm. "You're not getting away this time. Ben, go help your mother." He jerked Rose back as Ben hesitantly walked down to his was still sitting back on the edge of the fallen tower. Her body was shaking as Ben helped her up.

Mal grabbed the present and the stuffed bear and put them back into the backpack. She slug it on her back and continued to stand with the others. Her green eyes looked around at Carlos, Lonnie, Jane, Evie, Jay, Dizzy, Uma, Harry, and Gil. They all had the same, confused expressions. They all must have been thinking the same things. They couldn't believe it was all over, in only a few minutes. Was it too good to be true? What would happen now?

Even with these questions in their minds, all they could do was stare at each other on the top of the burning castle of Auradon.