A/N: Only one more chapter after this. I realize this is kind of abrupt...but I have no time anymore. Enjoy!

It had been a tearful reunion between mom and Killian. I never knew they were this close. I guess with the unlocking of the Killian memory, came the unlocking of the emotions as well. Mom cried. I cried. I think even Killian got a tad bit teary eyed. We decided to carry on our little meet up at Killian's.

"Oh wait. Max." Mom said as we got into Killian's car. Killian froze for a second.

"Who's Max? Boyfriend?"

"Try daughter." Mom snorted. Killian visibly relaxed. Mom shook her head smiling. "Boyfriend. Ha."

"Well, were is she? We can go get her."

"Parkway Hotel. That's where we've been staying."

"For three weeks?!" I exclaimed. Mom just nodded. "Poor MJ."

"Is that what she's calling herself lately? It's always different." She rolled her eyes. "I think you two will get along just fine."

"As long as she stops running into me, I'm great." I shrugged from my perch in the backseat.

Nearly three hours after we picked Max up, the entire MacEwan clan, grandpa, Sky, Mom, Max and I sat around staring at each other in Killian's living room. A few moments earlier, we had taken turns telling Max about mom's past. Now, we were waiting for her to process it. She kept opening her mouth like she was about to say something, then snap it shut.

Finally she breathed deep. "So you're my uncle then." She said pointing to Killian. She moved her finger to Evan, Chase and Karis. "You three are my cousins. You're my second cousin, and you're my grandpa?" She looked at Sky and Grandpa. After a lot of nodding, she looked to me and mom, sitting side by side. "Your still my mom." She smiled, "and you are my sister."

Now, I lay in my floor bound bed, and looked around the darkened room. Mom was snoring softly on the bed I had so nobly given up (after much arguing), and Max was sleeping beside her.

I was eating breakfast when Mom stumbled down the stairs. It was quite a comical sight to take in. Her hair was tossed in a ponytail behind her head, one slipper on, one missing. She had an old shirt of Killian's on, and a pair of my pajama pants. We were pretty much the same height and size.

"What a perfect morning, isn't it dear sister of mine?" Killian chuckled brightly. I knew mom wasn't a morning type of person.

"Do shut up, dear brother of mine!" She grumbled, sitting beside me. That morning, Max and I didn't goto school as acquaintances, but as sisters. Blood sisters. I had apologized to Landon a billion times for forgetting to call, but he blew it off and kissed me. So at lunch, I told him and Kyrie everything.

When Max, Evan, Chase, Karis and I got home from school that day, we found the adults in the living room, talking.

"Moira, sit please." Grandpa said. His voice was dead, and dull. Something was up. I cautiously sat down in the arm chair, dropping my messenger bag. "Against my wishes, they have decided that you need to go back home."

"I need to what?!" I gulped. Sky tried to touch my shoulder, but I jumped out of my chair. "You want to send me back to my death? Do you not realize that's exactly what she wants? How could you do this to me?!"

"Moira. Sit." Killian said quietly.

"You can't tell me what to do your not my father!" I yelled at him. He frowned, and I instantly knew I hurt him.

"Moira, please sit down." My eyes moved to mom. She could tell me what to do, so I sat. "We have a reason for this. Do you think I really want to send my daughter to her death? Of course I don't. Today, we did some research." She motioned to Sky and Killian "and we found the spell that woman has on your dad. What she probably doesn't know is, she needs you in the same house as herself for a solid month before she can do anything."

"And if I actually fall under her spell? What then?" I asked moodily, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Then we'll pull you out. All you have to do it act like your under her spell, and she'll believe it." Sky told me.

The next three weeks were hell. I lived, barely, at home with dad and Jena. I had to keep reminding myself that the man that looked like my dad's double, wasn't my dad. Not really anyway. I guess Jena had told him that I went on a school trip while I was actually at Killian's. Dad smiled, and accepted that.

Sadly enough, I had fallen under Jena's spell whenever I was in the house, and no one came to pull me out of it. Against my will, I was nice and all smiles around her. Yet, as soon as I stepped off our property, hate filled me. It was like being hit by a waterfall of emotion.

At school, Landon, Kyrie, my cousins and Max kept me grounded. Kyrie, as silently promised, had been dating Chase for a good two weeks now. Max was clearly against this, 'send her home plan,' and voiced it daily.

"This is complete bull!" she would say, "you don't send the mouse into a kennel of cats. Bad things are bound to happen. I can't believe mom agreed to this." Then she'd huff for a second, and be back to normal, cheerful Max.

Landon had yet to grasp most of this, but was by my side through it all. "I have to agree with...your sister. Its wrong."

"I know its wrong, but there's only a few more days left." And those days passed slowly.