One day earlier in Ireland

Willow's POV

"Mum!" Micah yelled through the bathroom door. "Are ya cryin' again?"

I smiled despite myself and wiped the tears from my face. Of course coming into the bathroom couldn't hide that from them. They knew I was crying. I'm just glad that Gran had passed when they still didn't quite understand. They had missed her but they didn't know she was never coming back. As sad as it was, they barely remembered her anymore. I cleared my throat before answering my daughter. "Just...brushing my teeth." I lied.

"Somebody's knocking at the door." she responded.

Hurriedly drying my face of any crying evidence, I emerged from the bathroom and hurried past her to the front door. Ryan was barking like crazy, sniffing the door and pawing.

I used my leg to block his access and cracked the door open. No one was on the front stoop. "Hello?"

"..help...please. hel- me." The voice was broken and weak, accompanied with a few whimpers of pain. Opening the door wider, I told the kids to go sit down and I stepped onto the porch, looking around for anyone in need of help.

"Daddy will be so pleased." It was the voice from my nightmares and it came only a split second before something was brought down on my head. Immediately, everything went black and I crumbled onto the stone porch.

Micah's POV

"Children!"

Me and Jesse walked back to the door. Ma was on the ground and bleeding on her head but another pretty woman was beside her, turning her onto her back. We both stood there in silence, my tummy hurting from seeing mama hurt.

"I need you to help me get her inside." the lady told us, starting to pick mama up by the shoulders. Jesse and I hurried onto the porch to help her.

I had just grabbed mama's leg when the woman grabbed me. "Mama! 'elp me!" I screamed, my voice getting choked up. I was scared.

"Shh. Dearies, I'm taking you to your daddy." the lady whispered, holding me tighter when I tried to kick away from her.

"We don't know 'im! You 'urt Mama!" Jesse yelled.

"Let us go!" I joined in his screams.

The lady didn't seem to care though. She started walking away, Ryan trailing behind us with a wagging tail. Didn't he know we needed help?

Willow's POV

My head was pounding as soon as I cracked my eyes open. Aghhh. It hurt. The sun in my face wasn't helping.

Wait. Sun? Wasn't it dark when I answered the door?

And then it hit me. Oh God! And it wasn't even morning sun. I would guess it was already mid-afternoon by now.

I scrambled to my feet and into the house. "JESSE! MICAH!...RYAN! KIDS!" I was aware that I was screaming now, hurrying from Gran's old room to the kitchen. My room and then the twins'. I checked the laundry room and the bathroom and then the livingroom again. And they weren't here.

Refusing to give into the urge to cry, I bit my trembling bottom lip. Refusing to think of the things Drusilla could do to them, I took a few deep breaths and concentrated.

I didn't know Drusilla's essence well enough to find lock in on her. I tried for Jesse and Micah but they were too far away. I didn't have time for a locator spell, but I remembered what Drusilla had said. 'Daddy will be so pleased.'

I closed my eyes and concentrated on the link between my soul and his. I needed to be stealthy this time, so I thought of a different trans-location spell, one with less flash but just as effective.

The next thing I knew, I was opening my eyes and standing in the doorway of a small...magic shop? I heard lots of talking, about me, and turned to lock the front door.