It was the morning after Ben's first flashback, and Auradon's most popular couple were walking hand in hand towards the castle. Every now and then Mal would give a reassuring squeeze when she could feel Ben hesitating slightly; because he knew once this was out, it became real. It would no longer be just two other people knowing, and he didn't want his parents, mainly his mom, to become to overprotective, as he knew she would if she ever learned what he had seen in his small flash back. He told Mal he had only seen small glimpses of mixed things and, not only that, but Moana's daughter. The only thing he didn't tell her what he saw in those small glimpses, because what he saw scared him to death, and he wasn't ready to face what he had already faced but no longer remembered.

He now was starting to understand further as to why the VK's, especially Mal, never seemed to share anything from their past. Just thinking about it again brought up what he remembered, and seemed to frighten him more than the first time around. He was terrified to know what he would feel if he were to ever speak it aloud.

Ben was drawn from his thoughts when he felt his girlfriend, and the world around them, stop.

"Hey, it's going to be okay," Mal said, holding his shoulders and looking at him straight in the eyes. Assuring people wasn't her best... skill, let's say, but hey, she was trying and that was all that mattered.

"I know," Ben said, trying to sound confident, but it failed when his voice came out no more than a whisper.

"Don't worry about more flashbacks," Mal replied, pulling her boyfriend into a tight hug. "After the first one, the pain gets a lot better. You won't react as badly and it'll pass a lot faster, for sure."

"That's good to know."

"But don't forget, I am always here for you. No matter what, Ben, you can come talk to me or I can come to you," Mal said with a smile on her face. She had then pulled out of the hug and looked at him once more. "Now, are you okay to go in and talk to your parents right now?"

Ben nodded. It was rare anyone ever saw this side of his gorgeous girlfriend. She always had so many walls up and tried not to be to exposed emotionally. But, when she did let those walls down, it was a beautiful sight to see. She may have lived with the most cruel and ruthless villain for sixteen years, but she still had a girl in her that could have easily been her true self if she had lived in better conditions growing up. Instead, it was hidden behind so many layers, but those few moments where it came through proved it was truly there.

Ben took a deep breath and then they started to walk up the few steps leading to the castle entrance.

They were greeted by Mrs. Potts at the door, who ushered them to the living room where his parents were sitting.

"Ben! Mal!" Belle greeted warmly, setting her book down. "What was it you wanted to talk about?"

Mal gave Ben a silent gesture to go on as she nudged him slightly and squeezed his hand encouragingly.

"I started having flashbacks yesterday... of what happened in those those weeks." Ben said, looking down while trying to avoid all eye contact.

"Yesterday was the worst physical reaction he'll have. With flashbacks the first one is always the worst" Mal added before muttering, "I've experienced them myself…"

"What do you mean by 'physical reaction'?" Adam asked, confused but also a bit worried about his son.

"Well, he had a severe migraine, extreme pain in his head, dizziness, and became weak and tired for a few hours." Mal explained. "Not to mention, he was kind of, um, shaking too."

"So what reactions will he have to future flashbacks?" Belle asked, obviously concerned.

"Probably something like dizziness, or a headache. It will be no where as bad as the first one was." Belle and Adam both nodded, taking in the new information.

"So, Ben, what did you see in your flashback?" Belle questioned as she gestured for her son to sit on the couch beside her.

"I don't remember much, to be honest, since everything was a blur." Ben explained "But the only thing I clearly saw was Moana's daughter, Marcia."

"Which is what actually brought us here other than to fill you in on the flashbacks." Mal explained "We were wondering if you could contact Moana, and ask her about her daughter. We just don't want to point fingers without any evidence is all."

"Of course. I can set up a video chat with her right now, if you'd like." Belle offered. Mal looked at Ben and silently asked him if he wanted to do that, to which he nodded.

They went to Belle's office—which was pretty much just a small library with a window and a desk—and she logged into her computer and sent the video chat request to Moana, who called just minutes after the request was sent.

"Belle!" Moana greeted happily. Due to Belle loving to read about adventures and Moana, who loved going on them, the two had became great friends over the years.

"Moana! It is so great to talk to you again, we haven't talked in ages."

"Yes, it has been forever! I am so sorry I couldn't make it to Ben's coronation though."

"Oh, it is fine. Speaking of Ben, there was actually a reason for calling," Belle started, "You see we just want to get our facts before we come to any conclusions."

"What is it?" Moana asked, confused.

"Well, your daughter came to Auradon Prep a few weeks ago-" Belle started explaining only to be cut off by Moana.

"What do you mean my daughter has been at Auradon Prep?" Moana asked very confused.

"She attended classes for around almost a month or so."

"No, I don't think so. Although she's been registered there, she's doing her work email online since we have been switching between staying on our main island and exploring other islands."

"Really?" Belle thought aloud as she turned to the two teens, giving them a look that said 'what is going on?' before she turned back to the computer. "Then do you know who came by?" She questioned, "Maybe we could ask you're daughter if she's there with you?"

"I don't know, just give me a second," Moana said as she ducked out her hut real quick and shouted a name, then coming back in followed by a girl around sixteen with curly auburn hair and light brown skin.

"Yeah Mom?" She asked, walking in. "What'd you need me for? I was just hanging out with Matt."

"Maui's nephew?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

Moana sighed and shook her head, though you could obviously tell there was a problem. "Nothing, nothing." She had then glanced back at Belle before continuing. "Belle, is this who came to Auradon Prep?" Moana asked, gesturing to her daughter.

"Ben, come see" Belle said and the young king walked through the door with Mal right behind him. "Is this the girl?"

"No." Ben said as soon as Marcia's piercing hazel eyes met his brown. From what he saw of her, she looked nothing like Moana's daughter—or at least the girl he saw in his flashback who, apparently, claimed to be Moana's daughter. Well, the two girls had a few small similarities but could have easily matched up with anyone on their island.

"Well, then is wasn't my daughter who was there." Moana said shrugging her shoulders and made a small gesture letting her daughter know she could go.

Belle cast a glance towards her future daughter in law and her son, worriedly, all of them thinking the exact same thing yet not knowing it.

'If Marcia wasn't here,' they realized, 'Then who was?'

Okay, something short chapter. And late chapter XD. My apologies but I was super busy today with going to a local art show so I kinda just wanted to edit and post this quickly since I'm super tired and all.

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