The tribes were gone, needing to gather their people as the Queen, Ahamo, and the Princesses had bid the tribes farewell. A month would pass before the tribes would see the Royal Family again, but promised to meet again with full force.

The day droned on and soon dinner was being served. DG was picking at her food more then actually eating it. Asking to be excused, she quickly made her way from the dinning hall. She waited, knowing her sister wouldn't be that far behind and true to form.

"DG, are you okay little sister?" Az asked, coming up behind her.

"I'm not that hungry, Az." DG admitted, "It's Teagan, my mind is just on her and what she said. I know she begged us not to, but she isn't telling us anything. It maybe easier for all…"

"What about Raw, would he be up to it?" Azkadellia asked, "And we're trying to show her that she can trust us. This would hinder things, little sister."

"Az, she reminded me of something." DG admitted, leading her sister upstairs, "We had those dreams before. When we first met Teagan, we had dreams about the O.Z."

Azkadellia stayed silence as her mind retraced the past week, "I remember, but what does that have to do with this?"

"I just feel it's odd that she's the one to rescue the O.Z. and doing it alone." DG replied, "Maybe this is a way of saying we need to work together."

"So, you think that prying into her mind will solve that dilemma?" Az asked as they neared the guest room, "Little sister, you are a strange one."

"I don't think it will solve anything. I am thinking it may be a start to something." DG rationalized, "Think about what she's been through, she may not remember everything or will leave things out. I really don't want to play twenty questions. It's a stupid game."

"Okay, whatever game that is, but I agree." Azkadellia relented, " But you're asking a lot of Raw, little sister and possible Teagan."

"Asking what of Raw?" Cain asked, walking up behind them. He glanced between the two, "DG what are you planning now?"

"What makes you think it's a bad?" DG asked, pretending to be offended, "I want Raw to check her memories, that's all. She may feel something, but we can keep her in a deep sleep. That way, we get the story, she doesn't have to tell us, and everyone can be on the same page."

Cain sighed and leaned down to be eye level with her, "You're logic is the weirdest I've ever seen."

"Yeah, but it's still logic that makes sense." DG retorted.

"That is what worries us." Azkadellia laughed before she finally opened the door to the guest room.

The room sat in darkness besides a few lit candles. One was a three-armed candleholder illuminated the couches and a napping Jeb and another was by the bed where Teagan still slept. She still looked as she had when Jeb and DG had brought her in. Cain hiss through his teeth when he saw Teagan's face.

"Think that's bad, Jeb and I saw those bruises expand her entire body." DG whispered, "She has to be hurting."

"Will Raw heal her?" Cain asked, looking down at DG, "Before or after reading her mind."

"Jeez Cain, why not shoot her in the head?" DG huffed, "You may not like my plan, but what else is there? She already told me that she wasn't going to talk."

Cain pinched her chin between his fingers and made her look straight at him, "That would have been nice to know in the first place, kiddo."

"Sorry, just been a hectic few days." DG said, pulling her chin from Cain.

"Well, either way we need Raw. Any idea where he is?" Azkadellia asked.

"He and Glitch are in the library. I'll go get them both." Cain said, leaving the room. The two sisters glanced at each other before finding spots on the couch to sit and wait for the others.

An hour passed and Jeb had been up for awhile. The three were talking quietly about anything of interest when Cain, Glitch, and Raw entered the room. Raw immediately locked eyes with DG, obviously Cain had told them of her plan. Then she noticed everyone was looking at her.

DG looked to everyone before settling on Raw, "Hey Raw, do you mind helping Teagan out? Even possible reading her memories?"

Raw looked to Teagan before he cautiously made his way over. There was something not right, but he couldn't place it. Touching her cheek, Raw let his gift flow through him and into Teagan, healing the bruises, closing the abrasions, and checking for any internals.

"Infections. Raw cannot heal infections." Raw said, turning to the others.

"You got the cause, can't go wrong from there." Cain stated, "But will that affect her if you go into her memories?"

"Just uncomfortable." Raw replied.

"Okay then, we need to get some medicine for her." Azkadellia said, "If Raw goes into her memories, then her body will be at it's weakest."

"I can go get some. I know where it is." Glitch started to leave, but was stopped by Cain.

"I'll go with you. Might end up forgetting or lost." Cain smiled.

"Funny Cain." Glitch fainted hurt, but both men were soon out of the room.

"So what is the plan?" Jeb asked, "Move the full length mirror?"

"Why not move her?" DG wondered, "Lay a few pillows and comforters down by the mirror so Raw can sit as well?"

"Good idea, little sister, but we'll wait until Cain and Glitch get back." Azkadellia said, "But we can decide where."

"Well, the mirror is by the window… why not bring it to the center of the room where it's warmer. We'll just have to move the furniture around." DG suggested.

Everyone nodded and found places to sit while they waited for the other two to return. As soon as they did, everyone was in motion. Cain shoved the couches a few feet back from where they sat and moved the table off to the side.

As soon as it was out of the way, Raw and Glitch were there with the mirror. Az followed with two pillows, one for Teagan and one for Raw. DG came next with a blanket and comforter with Jeb close behind holding Teagan. Once the blankets were down, he placed her carefully and covered her. Azkadellia coaxed Teagan to swallow a few tablespoons of medicine.

Waiting a few minutes for it to take affect, Raw settled himself down next to Teagan. The mirror was positioned closer to Raw. Taking a few breaths as everyone else found places to sit around them, Raw touched the mirror's base then Teagan's left temple. All eyes went to the reflective surface as it changed, staticing until an image formed into a movie.

OZ/\OS

Teagan ran from the little cabin the others were in. Making sure no one saw her as she disappeared into the forest. It wasn't long before she met up with Zero and the two were off. Zero was answering all of Teagan's questions, never seeming to mind until she hit a nerve.

"Tell me this, why is Cain poised to shoot you?"

"I was a Longcoat and did a lot of bad things." Zero replied shortly.

"Longcoats to me are what I was captured by…" Teagan shot back.

"I imprisoned him in a tin suit and killed his wife. Happy?" Zero turned to glare at her, but she was right under his nose, "What?"

"Amazing isn't it. It takes a few months of being locked in your own torture device and a young woman… For you to really learn regret." Teagan smiled as she walked passed him.

The image warped and staticed, settling on a small, but two story cabin home. A woman was singing and holding a two-year-old little girl on a porch swing. The toddler was yawning, but tried to keep her hazel eyes on the singer. Her short brown hair danced on her head, encouraged by the wind. A door could be heard in the background opening and shutting.

The toddler turned as the other presence took a seat on the porch swing. The singer repeated the rhyme as the swing moved again. The toddler yawned again and let her eyes droop close. The image floated up to the two in the swing, one was Teagan who was holding and singing to the toddler. The other was an older lady, smiling to Teagan.

"I'm missed you, Teagan." The woman said, "I'm sorry."

"Nothing was your fault, Sandy. Terra is beautiful, "I can see a lot of her in you, but where's Aaron?"

"I wish I knew, Teagan." Sandy replied sadly, "He hasn't been around for days now and I haven't a clue where he's gone…"

The image faded out and to a field where Teagan, Sandy, and Terra were sitting in a field of flowers. Terra was picking anything that interested her, but Sandy and Teagan were talking quietly. A gunshot rang out, causing the world around them to stand still and go completely silent.

The women looked to one another before Sandy ran to grab Terra. They all crouched low, even Terra sensing the need to be quiet. Sandy and Teagan kept low in the flowers around them as they made their way back to the house. Still hiding, neither could see anything or anyone there. Treading carefully, they raced to the house and hid inside.

"Take Terra upstairs, to the little room I showed you." Sandy said, handing Terra to her aunt, "Stay there until I come get you."

Teagan nodded and ran to the top floor. Inside the master closet, was a small room behind a false wall. Sandy had redone the closet for such matters and now Teagan and Terra were hidden in it. After setting Terra down to play, Teagan went to the small window to see outside.

More gunfire could be heard as well as horses galloping. Five Longcoats came pouring from the trees, heading right at them. Teagan's eyes grew wide as air left her lungs; her brother Aaron was leading them. He smiled triumphantly as he rode towards the house. Sandy was there to greet him and the bottom of the porch.

Aaron dismounted from his horse and walked to Sandy and embraced her. Teagan couldn't hear what they were saying, but it didn't seem good. Sandy was slowly retreating from Aaron and shaking her head. Aaron just nodded before raising a gun and shooting his wife in the head.

As Sandy dropped, Teagan could hear Aaron scream out orders to find his daughter and sister. The other Longcoats hollered and cheered back before riding off. Aaron remounted his horse and raced off after his men.

Teagan slowly slid down the wall, breathing heavily and forcing back tears. The image staticed to evening as the suns faded under the horizon. She gathered a few things; mostly Terra's before knocking things over and starting a fire.

As the house went up in flames, Teagan took her niece and ran off into the forest. The image staticed over and over, glancing images of the hours Teagan ran until she came upon a little town. Maybe someone there could help her…