They quickly got the horses into the barn and raced to Jason's house, just as the rain came down in torrents. Flashes of lightning lit up the sky from time to time, followed by the booms of thunder that rattled the house. Sarah May used Jason's phone to call her parents to let them know they found shelter from the rain and were safe. Valerie and Jason set about getting some hot beverages for everyone, Richard and Jason were a bit curious about the three who had almond in their apple cider. Jack and Jamie just smiled knowingly at each other. Talk was mainly centered around the childhood of Richard as Valerie shared many memories. Richard laughed at his own escapades, but none of them clicked. He cast a sideways glance at Jack, he wanted his memories back, but only the ones from A Faraway Land. It was by Sarah May reading a story that he came out of the coma, perhaps if he read more of it, something would click, and he would remember. All of a sudden, Jason went to talk to Jack.

"You sell odds and ends at your store, right?"

Jack blinked in surprise, but nodded, "Yeah, why?"

"I've got a few things I've been wanting to get off my hands, but no one wants to take them. Hang on a sec." Jason took off down the hall while Val was in the middle of a story about Richard's first fishing trip with his father. Jack paid no mind as Jason came back with the items. MK noticed his eyes grow slightly larger when Jason showed them to him. They were a few Christmas ornaments and a crystalline sculpture. The ornaments were a lantern, a snowflake, a golden flower, and a candle, while the sculpture looked like a lantern with a lit candle on the inside and the flower blooming from the flame with two snowflakes as leaves. They were rather breathtaking, but MK noticed the gentle care with which Jack handled them as he looked them over ever so slowly, and with love in his eyes.

Jason cleared his throat, "So, um, can you take them."

"The ornaments, definitely, let me finishing looking over this sculpture and I'll let you know in a sec." Jack looked over it again before nodding his head, "Yup, I'll take all of them."

Jason smiled with relief, "Great."

"It'll only be ten dollars."

"Huh? What?" Jason's face wasn't sure if he should be more surprised or angry.

"Yeah, I can only give you ten dollars for the lot."

Jason grinned sheepishly, "Oh, um, no, that's fine, you can have them for free."
"Are you sure?"

"Positive, I've always had them for some reason, and they've never made me feel happy. I always seem to hate winter even more when I look at them, but, now, I don't know, I think I might be able to enjoy winter this year."

Jack grinned at him, "Well, that's good, winter's not all that bad."

Jason blinked, "You like winter?"

Jack laughed, "Oh yeah, can't stand the heat of summer, ugh. I'm OK in spring nad autumn, but winter seems to be the best for me. I mean, I am OK with summer, I just can't stand the heat, is all."

"Huh, that's interesting, never met someone who didn't like the heat of summer, much less unable to stand it. You physically cannot stand the heat?"

Jack shook his head, "Nope, some days it gets so bad I wonder if I'm melting like a snowman."

"Or a wicked witch."

"That was from water, not heat, there's a big difference."

"Oh, what a cruel, cruel world, I'm melting!" Jamie squeaked in a bad imitation of the wicked witch of the west. The three laughed, Jack the only one noticing that MK returned from the direction Jason had taken to get the items. She gave him a wink, and turned her attention back to Valerie's stories, just as Val decided to answer Richard's question about his father.

"H-he died, in a barn fire." The room became instantly quiet, all cheerfulness seemed to vanish. Val glanced at Richard, "You were devastated, because you felt that it was all your fault that the fire started. It was also part of the reason why you left the farm, you couldn't stand it knowing your father wasn't going to come out of the house the next morning, ready to teach you more about farming and fishing." Valerie sighed as she placed her hand on Richard's shoulder, "Richard, if you do remember anything about that day, I want you to know, whatever you think, whatever you feel, it wasn't your fault. Remember that, please, it wasn't your fault. " Jack could tell that Richard was straining to remember anything about that day, but he was relieved when Richard came up empty.

"I-I'm sorry, I still don't remember, but I'll keep that in mind," he told his mother, smiling sadly at her.

She hugged him, "Thank you, I've already lost your father, and I nearly lost you too, it seems. I don't want to lose you again, alright?" Richard just nodded before his face dug into her shoulder. When they separated, their eyes glistened with tears.

"Hey look! The rain's stopped!" Jack let out a sigh of relief, thank you Jamie. Everybody went about cleaning up, Jason even going so far as to take care of Jack's cup so that he wouldn't have to worry about possibly breaking his new merchandise. Jack smiled as he walked outside, there was a chance after all that he could still make it up to Jason. His smile dimmed though, but what would happen when he does remember? Jack shook his head, it would have to wait until MK took care of everything. The group made their way over to Val's house, the small mansion looking like something out of a fairy tale, now glistening in the sunlight after the rain. Valerie took the group on a tour of the house, showing them various pictures of Richard in his youth and showing pictures of his deceased father, Steven. They were pictures of a happy family before the tragedy that tore them apart. Jack, however, had to shake his head in disbelief, Mavis outdid herself in reconstructing everyone's background, even down to the last details like childhood photos and the fake memories. He smiled as Valerie took them to Richard's room, come Halloween, that would all change.

Valerie invited the rest of the Bernards over for dinner, the whole group celebrating the return of Richard. Richard smiled awkwardly for most of the time as they shared in stories of the old days of Cedar Grove, he, Jamie, and MK basically the only ones who didn't know anything about what had happened. Jack did know, but for the most part he refrained from partaking in it as he refused to dwell on any fake memories. After they returned to the Bernards', including Richard, who still had to follow doctor's orders, MK, Jamie, and Jack had a quick pow-wow in the room shared by MK and Sarah May.

"Did you find anything else?" Jack asked, though he knew there was nothing else.

MK shrugged, "I'm not exactly sure if I did find anything else, I don't know where the ornaments or the sculpture would have been. But, I did take a few pictures, and, I think you should take a look at this." She handed him the phone, Jamie peering over his shoulder as he look at the picture. It took a little while, but then he saw it, it looked like the image of a witch stealing away a young, blonde and her baby from their home. It looked like it had been painted on the very back of the closet ceiling, where no one would think to look. MK went to the next picture, and Jack uttered a shaky gasp, a tall, dark man and the witch were separating the baby and the mother. The next picture showed the witch hiding the blonde in a house where an orange-haired knight lived, and finally, a picture of the blonde crying herself to sleep in a dark cave. Jack's hands quivered with rage, Rapunzel had left him the whole story, even of where she was being taken. Now, to just find her, but he was going to need help, and not just MK's.

"So, they were there," whispered Jamie.

"To plant the evidence," muttered Jack, his voice harsh with grief and anger.

MK nodded as she took her phone back, "So it would seem, your wife's pretty smart, putting that in a place that even her kidnapper wouldn't think to look. And we also have somewhere to start looking, a cave. Are there any caves around here?"

Jack thought for a bit, "Not in the immediate vicinity, there might be some in the national reserve, or on the other side of Bear Lake, but I don't know much about the vicinity of that area. I've never left Cedar Grove."

Jamie gasped, "Maybe the Sandys might know! They have!"

Jack's eyes widened as a grin formed on his face, ""You're right, Jamie! I'll have to talk to them as soon as we get back!"

"Alright, then I'll check in with you on Monday morning to see how that turns out."

"Sounds great!"

"Oh, and Jamie?"

"Yeah, mom?" Jack grinned even wider, Jamie was calling her mom for real.

"It's past your bedtime."

Jamie groaned, "Oh mom! Come on! Just another five minutes, please?"

"As long as you spend those five minutes getting ready for bed," replied MK.

Jamie sighed, "Oh fine," before stomping off.

Jack stretched, "Well, I'd better get going as well so you and Sarah May can head to bed and I can make sure Richard goes to bed. Don't need him staying up all night trying to wreck his mind by trying to remember everything."

"Right, good night."

"G'night! And thanks, MK, superb detective work you did back there."

MK smiled, "Thanks, it's what I do, after all." Jack grinned and walked out, right as Sarah May walked out of the room he was sharing with Richard, a worried look on her face.

"Hey, SM, what's up?"

Sarah May glanced up at the old nickname, sighing, "He's not going to sleep, he's still trying to remember everything."

Jack rolled his eyes, "Go figure. You head off to bed, I'll handle this. I've got an idea."

"Oh?"

"I'll let you know in the morning if it works, alright?"

Sarah May smiled, "OK, thanks Jack." She gave him a quick hug before entering her room. Jack bounded into his, finding Richard on the bottom bunk, staring out at the sky.

"Jack? Why can't I remember anything? I-I know that Val is my mother, but why can't I remember anything that happened? I felt like I was a stranger listening to stories that I was supposed to know," stated Richard when he noticed Jack. Jack went back to his pack and pulled out A Faraway Land. Richard didn't pretend that he wanted the book badly. He took it from Jack eagerly and almost greedily when he handed it to him.

"Read Brown Bear of Norway, Myrsina, and Ever After," ordered Jack. Richard didn't say a word and just began reading. Jack changed into pajamas and scaled the ladder into the top bunk. He laid down and sighed, looking at the ornaments in the pale moonlight streaming through the window near his bunk. What MK found meant a lot, his family was still alive, and his wife had left clues. He glanced at the moon and held up the ornaments one by one, showing off Rapunzel's talent. Letting out a soft sigh, he hung the ornament off his headboard and turned to go to sleep when he heard Richard let out a gasp. Jack flung off his covers and peered over the bed at his bunk mate. Richard's green eyes turned cold upon seeing Jack.

"Come down," he ordered. Jack blinked, noting the difference in his voice.

"And why would I do that? I'm not at anyone's service . . . remember?"

Richard gritted his teeth, "I had you locked up in a dungeon, and now we're sharing a room?" Jack nearly fell out of his bunk, he was laughing so hard.

"Ah well, guess this is the thanks I get for going out of my way to save your daughter without asking for your permission first."

"Y-you what?"

"How else would you have known about the spell in the first place? I used my 'undercover' job for Mavis to let you know, and to make sure you got Mary Katherine to Earth before the spell hit so she could reverse it, alright? Man, I've been helping you all along, and you still don't trust me?"

"You were helping Mavis!"

"Shh . . . keep it down, your whole family's sleeping, Sarah May doesn't remember, and your daughter doesn't believe. Your grandson on the other hand . . ."

"MK's my daughter?" Jack nodded. "And Jamie is her son?" Jack nodded again, before crossing his arms and rolling his eyes. "Um . . . who's Jamie's father?"

Jack glanced at him, "MK hasn't given his name, but I have a theory about that. Once the spell is broken, we'll go searching for him. We've got to get him here before things get worse."

"Get worse? It's bad enough as it is! I'm supposed to be married to Astrid, my own wife doesn't remember me, and my daughter doesn't believe that I'm her father! How could it get any worse than that?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe having your family being snatched from right under your nose and separated so that it'll be harder to find them?" Richard gulped. "Or the evil that's still going to descend on us that the seven will have to face?"

Richard's eyes widened, "I thought that was fulfilled by the fairies!"

Jack shook his head, "Nope, Laverna is still alive, and she might come back leading the evil that Manny was referring to in the prophecy. But we won't know for sure until it gets here." Jack sighed, "He added another four lines to the prophecy after that whole incident, so I know it wasn't them."

"What are they?"

"Mind if I rattle off the whole poem?"

Richard shook his head, "Might as well include the prophecy that told you my daughter would break the spell."

Jack shrugged, "Alright. Like the rainbow, there will be seven, like the rainbow, they are strong together; one will lead, backed by the others even, finding the power within each other. To face the dark and colorless spell, and fight with the power of the sun; keeping others safe and well, all while saving the important one. When the lands are in danger, they shall arise, taking up their parents' weapons, they will fight; until the evil is defeated and away it flies, from across time and space they will unite."

"That . . . doesn't quite sound like Elina and the others."

Jack nodded, "I know. Now, for your daughter. A spell will come undoing happy endings, but hope lies with the fate of one. A daughter, a blend of Scots and Vikings, will return to her parents with her son. True love will always find a way, and happy endings will be seen; again when the children play, living in fairy tales on Halloween."

Richard sucked in his breath, "Mary Katherine."

"Right, and if I hadn't helped Mavis, I wouldn't have been able to keep her away long enough for you to get your daughter through the door. She wanted to attack the instant she had the spell ready, a week before Mary Katherine was born."

"But you could have stopped it."

"Really? Ever tried stopping a prophecy, Master Chief? Everything you do to stop it becomes the very steps that lead to its fulfillment."

"Oh, wow, um, sorry then, about the whole dungeon thing . . ."

Jack shrugged, "It's alright, it gave me time to engrave your daughter's name into my brain so that the next time I heard it, I would remember everything and help her prepare for breaking the spell. But that's proving to be a bit harder than I anticipated. Jamie has been helping me try to brainstorm with ways to help her believe, but we haven't been able to come up with anything as of late. You wanna help?"

"Get my wife and daughter back? Wouldn't you?"

Jack grinned, "Glad to have you on the team. Remember what your dad died from?"

Richard's eyes saddened, "Y-yeah, a blast from Toothless when he was under Drago's control which . . . well, nevermind. Why?"

Jack grinned, "Just wanted to be sure you actually remembered, is all. Glad to have you back, Hiccup."