AN: BIG APOLOGY FOR THE FIRST POST OF THIS! I CAN'T BELIEVE I LEFT IT OUT!
Talk about letting loose ends hang...

Disclaimer: Return to Innocence is the Property of the band Enigma and all those who keep their copy right and their legal actions. It comes from the album: LSD – Love, Serenity, Devotion. (Amazing soundtrack)

Epilogue: Return to Innocence.

"Return To Innocence" – Enigma

Love - Devotion

Feeling - Emotion

Don't be afraid to be weak

Don't be too proud to be strong

Just look into your heart my friend

That will be the return to yourself

The return to innocence

If you want, then start to laugh

If you must, then start to cry

Be yourself don't hide

Just believe in destiny

Don't care what people say

Just follow your own way

Don't give up and use the chance

To return to innocence...

"Skyla, I'm not kidding you when I say that this is going to be hard." Dr. Maggie Thompson's tone was stern, as it has been since Dame Skyla told her, her plans. "You might think that Joanie is cute now but..."

Skyla smiled to herself as she stood up to look out of the window.

"Oh, I'm well aware of that fact that she's anything but cute Dr. Thompson." She said. "And, I know her history. But, I also know what her future will be if I don't attempt to give her this chance. I'm trying to change to course of her life Maggie. Remember that. I don't want to sound portentous but, the way both you and she made it sound, there's not a lot else waiting for her in normal Foster care."

There was a soft laugh from the other side. "I know that." The woman said. "That's why I'm on your side Ma'am." There was a soft sigh from the other side of the telephone. "You can be assured that I'll handle this. For Joanie's sake. We'll have to go through a few other channels than we normally do but, it's not as if it hasn't been done before."

Her five Skydancers were playing another round in their "snowball championships war". This time it was Jade and Slam on the one side and Breeze, Camille and Angelica on the other. She was a little disappointed to see that Joanie wasn't with them.

"As long as they can't penalize me on it later – or find fault and take her away." Skyla told the woman. "I'll give you the name of my lawyer so that you two can sort out what needs to be done. How does that sound?"
She felt Dr. Thompson's nod. "Off course, just fax it through, I don't have a pen or anything with me at the moment. Here's my information..."
Skyla took down what she had to and said her goodbyes. Spark of childish excitement flared up at her as she looked at the number and then at the picture Joanie had given her for Christmas.

She knew that this was not going to be easy but somehow – she had a feeling that this was going to be worth it.

There was a reserved knock on her office door that made Skyla look up puzzled, it wasn't closed.

She smiled as she saw who it was and stood up.

"Weirmon." She said pleased. "Please come in."
The tall man walked in unsure and gave her a reserved bow.

"My Queen." He intoned respectfully.
Skyla smiled and shook her head.

"Skyla or Dame Skyla." She said with a smile. "I'm nothing more than that here. Please, have a seat."

The man, dressed in a black polo-neck jersey and denim nodded stiffly and took the first seat he reached.

Skyla gave him a reassuring smile. "Are you feeling any better?" She queried. "The first few days tend to be the hardest."
The man's mouth twitched into a bleak smile. "I would have to agree with you your... Dame Skyla." He agreed. "It's heavier almost. I feel... Clumsy."
Skyla laughed and put the picture aside. "I was clumsy." She said with a smile. "Don't worry, it will pass. Are you satisfied with your room? Has one of my students given you a tour of the Academy yet or will you accompany me later?"

Weirmon shook his head. "Young Breeze offered this morning when I saw him." He said. "But, I thought that I would first come to you. Needless to say, I got a little lost."
The woman nodded in comprehension. "It's a big school." She admitted. "And, it's harder to navigate form the inside of a building if you're use to a bird's eye view..." She gave him a gentle smile. "But you'll get use to it Weir. By the time the students return you'll be settled and ready for them."
There was a sad light in the man's eyes as he briefly glanced at his hands.

"Settled is the correct word my Queen." He said softly. "But, I will be ready for them. The instruments here, they aren't that much different from those back home."

Skyla stood up to give him a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder. "They're not." She agreed. "And, living here isn't all that different either. Be sure to tell me though if you think that it won't work out."
The solemn man looked up to smile at her.

"I will Dame Skyla." He said. "Thank you for this opportunity."
The woman smiled. "I should thank you for this privileged." she said and turned back to her desk. Excited shouts drew her attention back to the window.

Skyla rushed forward and reached the window just in time to see Joanie jump up from behind Breeze's group and shower them with snowballs.

"You cheater!!!" Camille screamed and tired to hide behind the wall they had build, only to be attacked by Slam and Jade.

"You said you weren't playing!" Angelica added as she made a feeble attempt to get back at Joanie but the girl was too fast.
With a whoop of delight she sped off and joined Slam's ranks.

"You guys are going to get it!" Breeze laughed as he tried to reform his group but everything had been thrown into chaos.

Joanie laughed and shouted something Skyla didn't catch. She glanced up after that and noticed the woman by the window.

She hesitated for a second before she grinned and inclined her head ever so slightly. Skyla mimicked the gesture but she doubted whether Joanie saw it, for Breeze had stormed through their ranks to grab the little snip and dump a whole load of snow on her.

The woman laughed and smiled at the man who had joined her side.

'Yes.' she decided.

This was definitively going to be worth it.

FIN... Or is it?

AN: Well. I hope that it was worth it for you all. Believe it or not, I wanted this to be a short story. Boy was I wrong. :) A few things, for I can feel the Gem of Eternal questions formulating a few (hopefully you can tell I've become very fond of you :-),) – this is not finished. I'm in the process of writing a short (really this time) story that didn't quite fit in with the swing of this one. Waite and see, I'm not giving any spoilers.

To those who have read this without reviewing once. Shame on you. PLEASE PRESS GO! PLEASE!! :D

ON A LAST NOTE: This fic is dedicated to all the strong women in my life. My mom who, despite everything that happens, still have more than enough energy to get herself and me out of bed. To my sister who is my rock and a great inspiration as a mother and a wife and my grandmother who is 93 years old and STILL SANE! (need I say more)