Minutes later, Finn, Amanda, Jess and Casey were walking to the Main Street Cinema. Finn had been startlingly silent the whole trip, and Amanda walked over to stand next to him.

"You okay?" she whispered. He didn't look at her, but now that she was close enough, she could hear him crying softly.

"It's my fault," he muttered.

"What?"

"All of this...Maybeck, Jelly, all of us not...it's my fault."

"Finn…" Amanda started, reaching for his arm.

"No!" he exclaimed, pulling away. "It is! You tried to tell me – everyone tried to tell me –that we shouldn't stop Hollingsworth, that it was too risky, but I wouldn't listen. I was just thinking about Wayne and...and Dill and…"

"Hey!" Amanda cut him off and grabbed him by the shoulders, making sure this time that he couldn't shove her away. His gaze was still pointed at the floor.

"You did what you thought was right to save everyone!" she insisted. After a moment, he finally looked up at her; his eyes were red.

"We're gonna fix this Finn," she insisted. "By the end of the night, everyone will remember, and then everything can go back to normal."

"Why are you sure of that?" Finn asked.

Amanda responded by leaning up and pressing her lips to his, sliding her hands up so her arms wrapped around his neck. Her kiss was sweet and gentle, full of assurance, just like always, and his breath caught, feeling like he was going to be knocked off of his feet.

She pulled away and looked into his eyes, smirking at him playfully, but with assurance too.

"Because," she said. "You never stop fighting until everything's made right. And you've never let us down before."

Finn smiled, a warmth spreading through his chest. No matter what he was going through, whenever it was, she knew how to get him back on track. How he'd gotten so lucky as to meet her all those years ago, he didn't know, but she was definitely, for as young as he was, the best thing that ever happened to him. He was leaning in to kiss her again, when a whispered shout came at them from down the street.

"Hey, lovebirds!"

They turned to see Jess staring at them, her arms thrown up into a frustrated shrug.

"Let's go!" she exclaimed.

They looked at each other and laughed before grabbing hands and running towards the cinema. Jess rubbed her temple as they came, having passed exhausted three days ago. Through the corner of her eye, she spotted Casey, standing nearby and bouncing up and down on her toes.

"Isn't this just wonderful?" she squealed.

Jess let out a groan.

"All I know is," she said to herself. "Alternate universe me better not be this enthusiastic."

Finn, Amanda, Jess and Casey arrived at the Main Street Cinema, hanging close to the building so as to stay out of the line of sight of any cameras that might be there.

"Okay," Finn whispered, leaning out just far enough for the others to see him. "We've gotta get in and out of there as fast as we can. Casey, I need you to stay out here and stay lookout. If you see anything wrong at all, text me and then get yourself somewhere safe."

"What?!" she exclaimed. "No way! I wanna help get the quill!"

"You will be helping!" Finn said. "You're keeping us all safe by staying out here, and it's the safest place for you."

"Okay," Casey mumbled, though she sounded reluctant.

He turned to Amanda and Jess and took a deep breath.

"Let's get this over with," Amanda said.

Turning to the door, she closed her eyes, focused all of her energy, and pushed. The click of a lock sounded, and she gave one more look to Finn and Jess before opening the door.

Willa and Dell were silent as they headed down Main Street towards Cinderella castle. Willa was so lost in thought, she could barely comprehend where she was. The phone-call from the study abroad program had been playing over and over in her head all night, and it was only worse now that she was with Dell.

Abroad, summer, Florence, 24 hours…

She wanted to be sick. She had to make a decision, and soon, but somehow it had become the hardest decision in the world. If she went to Florence, she'd have to go back to Georgetown as soon as she got home, and then it would be Thanksgiving before she was able to see Dell again. It shouldn't matter. She knew it shouldn't matter. She barely knew him; she couldn't let him be a factor in her life decisions. But then she'd tell herself she should go, and all of a sudden she'd think about the icecream at Disney Springs, and of the Doctor Who marathon at his house, and how he made her laugh, and how if she was away from him for that long she'd probably lose it all and she'd think she should stay. It was all too much to handle.

"Finn knows something he's not telling us."

Willa startled as she heard Philby finally saying something.

"Hm?"

"Finn knows something he's not telling us," he repeated.

"You think?" she asked.

"You don't think it's at all odd that out of nowhere he just calls us about this big thing we need to look at, or that all of sudden there's these people we never heard of that are able to get us into the Magic Kingdom in the middle of the night, no questions asked?"

"I guess I hadn't given it much thought," she mumbled, then continued looking at her feet.

"Are you okay?" he asked, after a moment.

"What?"

"You've barely said a word to me since we talked this morning."

"Oh…" Willa stuttered. "No it's fine. I'm tired, sorry."

"I just didn't wanna think I pushed you too far or anything or…"

"Oh God! No!" Willa exclaimed. "I'm just tired. Really."

There were a few moments of silence before she spoke again.

"So how are we getting up there?"

"What?"

"You said the Evil Queen was spotted on the castle balcony," she explained. "We have to get up there don't we?"

"Huh," Dell said, stopping. He stared into space as if he were considering something. Suddenly, he gasped.

"Come on," he said, grabbing Willa's hand. She didn't have time to express her surprise before he took off at a sprint, dragging her towards the theory.

"What are you doing?!" she shouted, trying not to laugh.

"I have a theory," he replied. "It's just a theory and it might be totally crazy but it's a theory."

"And that is?"

Dell slowed them to a stop as they reached the left side of Cinderella castle.

"Finn's acting weird right?"

"Right…" Willa said. She was beginning to worry that he'd actually gone insane.

"And an old Imagineer with white hair just let us into the park?"

Willa was about to confirm his obvious statement again when she realized what he was suggesting. She pulled away from him and shook her head, her jaw dropping. He couldn't possibly be suggesting what she thought he was.

"Willa, I'm just saying…"

"You're insane!"

"I'm just saying that whether or not everything Casey said is true–which you and I both know it very well might be–we know for sure that people have been seeing things that exist in the books. Believe what you want about us being the Kingdom Keepers, but we can't deny that at least some of it is true."

Willa swallowed hard. He was right, and she hated it. The study abroad phone call came to her mind again, and it was getting harder and harder to ignore.

"What does this have to do with getting to the balcony?" she asked.

"Do you remember Escher's Keep from the books?" Dell asked.

"Yeah; so?"

"Well, if what Casey thinks is true, or at least some of it is…"

He put his hand up against a single castle brick.

"Then maybe Escher's Keep is true too."

He turned to the castle, took a deep breath, and pushed. Suddenly, a light rumbling sounded, and bricks shifted apart, eventually forming into a narrow doorway.

At once, all worry about studying abroad was gone, and Willa could only focus on what was in front of her. Both she and Dell stared at it in awe, and didn't move a muscle. Eventually they turned their heads towards each other, and a look of pure shock was on both of their faces.

"Whoa," they said simultaneously.

Finn, Amanda and Jess kept close to each other as they walked into the Main Street Cinema. Finn felt a chill go up his spine as the door closed behind them. He'd been in nearly every Disney attraction and shop after dark by now, but it never got any less creepy.

"Whoa," Jess said. Finn could hear her hyperventilating, and remembered this was her first time, at least to her knowledge.

"Stay calm," he assured her. "You'll get used to it in a minute."

"Pull out your phone!" Amanda whispered.

"What?"

She didn't wait for him to understand, and instead reached into his pocket and grabbed his phone. Before he could say anything, she turned on the flashlight and handed it back to him, perching her hand on her hip.

"Oh," he said. "Good idea."

They continued their walk into the room, as Finn shined his flashlight around all areas of the room, making sure they wouldn't be met by any unexpected surprises.

"This is so creepy," Jess said.

"Yeah, I wish I could tell you that feeling goes away," Finn replied.

"But it's so cool!"

Finn smiled.

"That one doesn't go away either."

Jess smiled and they kept walking through the store.

"Where is this thing supposed to be anyway?" Finn asked.

"I think they have display cases and posters set up all over the store," Jess explained. "I don't know. Mattie didn't say much."

"Well it's not a very big store...it's gotta be here somewhere."

"Then can we hurry up and find it? I know you two are probably used to this, but for me creepy is definitely outweighing cool right now."

Amanda was turning to Finn to laugh, when it happened. She didn't even know how she spotted it. There wasn't any light on it when she did, and should've been too tiny for her to recognize from this far away, but her head turned, and suddenly, it was in her gaze. There, in a case underneath a bunch of vintage Mickey paintings, was the pen.

"Finn!" she whispered, tugging on his sleeve, and pointing at the case.

He turned and gasped. Slowly, the two of them walked over to where Amanda had been pointing, and when they finally reached it, they were both frozen.

"There it is," Finn said.

He was in awe. He hadn't seen the Stonecutters Quill since the seventh grade. It felt so distant now…almost to the point of being spooky. He'd changed so much since that first mission, learned so much, lost so much. That mission was the start of everything. He wouldn't even be here today if it hadn't happened.

He felt a hand touch his back, and, startling, turned to see Amanda standing there. She wasn't even looking at him, staring at the pen instead, but he exhaled, feeling warm, and smiled. It was because of the Stonecutter's Quill that he'd met Amanda too, that they'd gotten close.

Jess walked over to join them, pulling Finn's attention away and reminding

"Is that really it?" she asked.

"Sure looks like the real deal if it isn't," Amanda said.

She pulled away from Finn and turned towards the two of them.

"Ready?" she asked.

"Yeah," Finn said. "How are we doing this?"

"I can use my push to open the lock and lift the glass."

"Are you gonna be okay?" Finn asked, knowing how much the skill could take out of her.

"I'm gonna have to be," she said.

Finn nodded, and Amanda tied back her hair and stepped slightly back from the case, planting her feet on the ground and taking a deep breath. Finn watched her for a moment, then walked to stand behind her and placed his hands on her waist. She looked back at him, confused.

"I've got you," he said. She smiled softly, and he turned to Jess.

"Can you grab the pen once the glass is up?" he asked.

She nodded, and he returned his attention to Amanda.

"Ready?" he whispered, only loud enough for her to hear.

She nodded.

"Let's go home," she whispered back.

Amanda closed her eyes and focused, directing all of her energy towards the lock. She heard it pop open with ease, and took a breath before continuing. The next part was going to be difficult.

She didn't know how much the glass casing weighed, and she didn't want to know. Knowing would only make her afraid, and fear was her enemy. She focused on the feel of Finn's hands on her waist, and she thought about their best memories together, but not just between the two of them. She thought about nights in Finn's basement with all of their best friends, laughing and watching movies and eating Mrs. Whitman's cookies. She thought about afternoons in Magic Kingom, sharing Dole Whips and popcorn and riding Dumbo until they were practically dizzy. She thought about mall trips with the girls, and double dates with Charlene and Terry, and their shared senior cut day when all seven of them went to Epcot. She thought about how much more could happen in the years to come. And she pushed.

Finn saw the glass case start to inch away from the stand, but it was moving slowly. Gradually, it rose more and more, but he felt Amanda's stance tightening as he held her, and her face was clenched into a ball.

He looked panicked between her and Jess, who was staring at them terrified.

"Get ready to grab the pen!" he shouted.

Jess shot to attention and moved closer to the case.

Amanda grunted, and the case started to lower.

"Come on," Finn said softly.

"I'm trying!" she said through her teeth, almost crying. "My powers aren't as strong here as they are back home!"

"You can do it," he assured her. "I've got you. Just focus on me."

He pressed his hands more firmly to her waist.

Amanda's stance tightened again, and she let out one final scream, throwing her hands forward. The case flew high up off of the display stand.

"JESS NOW!"

Jess rushed forward and swiped the pen. As soon as her hand was away, Amanda lost her hold, and the case slammed back down. Letting out a cry, she collapsed towards Finn who was already ready to catch her. He helped her to standing, but still held on to her.

"You okay?" he asked.

She only nodded, still struggling to catch her breath.

After Amanda was settled, they looked over at Jess, who was still staring at what she had in her hands. Amanda broke away from Finn's hold, and they walked over to join her.

"There it is," Finn said. "The Stonecutter's Quill."

"We did it!" Amanda proclaimed, smiling so brightly that she giggled slightly.

As hopeless as their situation had felt ten minutes ago, Finn felt on top of the world. Even in a world where they didn't technically exist, they still managed to save the day. Good still won out. Amanda really was right: fate was on their side.

"Now, I don't think you children are supposed to be here are you?"

Finn, Amanda and Jess turned as the gritty voice broke their silence. As soon as he caught site of her, Finn's stomach dropped, and his feeling of triumph quickly died. Staring back at him was a face he really wished he didn't recognize.