This is actually the first chapter I wrote, a bit of Della - Webby interaction focusing on Lena. Enjoy!

"We'll see you next weekend!" Webby said energetically as she walked the Saberwing sisters to the door of the manor.

"You know? Our dads have started to wonder when it will be our turn to host'' Lena smirked, tossing her bag over her shoulder.

"That is correct" Violet nodded "They have planned a list of age-appropriate activities and a whole menu for the evening"

"Food and relaxation, I'm in," Louie said.

"Come on, last night wasn't that bad" Dewey protested "only one cursed object and the damage to the house was minimal"

"And none of the weirdness was caused by me," Lena said the joke she knew the others were coy to make.

"I'll say we are improving" Huey crossed his arms self-satisfied.

"Nonetheless, the offer stands," Violet replied.

"Yeah, tell Tea Time there won't be any magic involved, Pink"

"But that's always the best part!"

A claxon called from the gate as their dads arrived at the driveway.

"Time to go, sis"

"Thank you for hosting us, we'll see you in a near future"

"Sure"

"See ya," the triplets said already heading back into the house.

"Thanks for everything, Pink" Lena laid a hand over her shoulder before being tackled in a bone-crushing hug. The older duckling had become used to these displays and, truth be told, after spending so long in the Shadow Real, she really had missed physical contact, specially Webby's signature hugs. So she enveloped her back "Until next time, hopefully, nothing paranormal will happen"

"Y-yeah!" Webby reluctantly let go, her stomach turning as she waved from the door watching them leave...watching her leave.

Once the car had passed the main gate, Webby closed the door, already hearing the triplets playing around and scheming their next great unauthorized adventure. But Webby couldn't help to feel...odd? She walked back to the kitchen where breakfast had been served.

Her Granny had made her famous pancakes and Lena even had a second serving, which was weird on its own. She didn't usually eat much, so even though she was still the one that ate the least, it was a huge compliment to her grandma's skills that the rebel duck had taken seconds.

"Hey, there" She heard a voice that pushed her out of her own thoughts as she found Della sitting at the bar "How was the sleepover?" she asked well aware of the shouts, screams, and mayhem, but was assured by the others that it was a common occurrence whenever they had someone stay over, namely Lena.

"It was...good" she replied, the usual peppiness missing in her tone.

"That's...good?" Della answered back, unable to ignore her non-verbals, she had become a great observer "Then why are you down?"

"I'm not!" she jolted up "it was great having them here, really. It always is!" She said earnestly and Della had to believe her.

Della had met Webby post the Shadow War, and she knew for a fact that she never smiled as brightly as when she finally had the teen back.

"Then what's bothering you?"

"It's...nothing really" she reached up the other chair, sitting next to Della "They just want the next sleepover to be over at their house"

"Ow?" she was aback, she couldn't piece in why that seemed to upset her "You don't want that?"

"Of course I do! I think it's great that Lena has a place to live, with people that care for her, that she has a family and a sense of safeness..."

"But?" Della propped smiling softly and Webby's shoulders dropped.

"But...maybe I won't fit in?"

Della blinked her surprise trying to follow her train of thoughts "Why not?"

"She...wants normal and...I'm not it" she shrugged her shoulders unable to meet her gaze "She doesn't want to go on adventures or use magic and those are all things I like, so I don't know if before she was just...doing it because Magica ordered her to or...because she liked to spend time with me"

Della stood in silence for the better part of a minute, looking down at her mug, the only reflection she could stand of herself "Before, all I wanted was to give my children the stars...now I spend most nights behind closed curtains, unable to even look at them. For so long that's all I ever saw" she mumbled "Lena spent all her life linked to magic, not out of fun or free will, but under command. So now that she has a choice...I think it makes perfect sense that she wants to put some distance between herself and that, but it doesn't mean she wants to push you away" she offered gently "Give her some time to figure it all out"

Webby offered a small smile looking at the older duck "I will" she sat up straightening her back "She didn't give up on me, I didn't give up on her" she jumped out of her seat "And I never will! Thank you, Della!" she called over her shoulder as she left the room. Della only chuckled to herself.

"Not exactly how my advice would have gone" Mrs. Beakley's voice cut through the momentary silence, catching Della off guard, sometimes she hated her spy skills.

"I was trying" Della defended herself slouching over her drink before feeling a large palm rest on her back.

"I didn't mean to say you didn't do a good job" she offered a reassuring gesture "you did far better than what I was about to tell her"

Della raised a brow "What were you going to say?"

Beakley sighed "She already lost her once and no one is sure how is that she's still even in this realm..." she traced back.

"You were going to tell her not to get attached again?" she sounded almost skeptical "I heard you weren't a big fan of the girl but-"

"My best interests are to keep Webby safe, after she lost Lena she was just so devastated..." Della had to gaze away, only imagining how Donald or Scrooge had felt after her own disappearance.

"But she came back," Della said softly "And she is trying," she remarked perhaps too harshly and Mrs. Beakley could easily see she was projecting herself into the teen.

"I know," the older woman said "But I still worry Webby could get hurt again"

Della exhaled letting go of her own untangled emotions "Dewey said Lena sacrificed herself to save him and Webby" she commented "most likely saving my kid was just a plus, I'm pretty sure she was aiming to protect Webby but...if she was willing to sacrifice like that, then I think your interests and hers are pretty much aligned" Della said softly "You can't tell Webby to stay away because you are afraid she'll get hurt again, I think it would harm her further if she got separated from Lena a second time"

Beakley exhaled longly "Perhaps you are right" she nodded looking down at one of the twins she had helped raise "when did you become so wise?"

Della snickered showing her childish smile "Who says I did?"

But Beakley still patted her back approvingly "You are turning out to become every bit of the exceptional woman I always knew you would," she said earnestly and the statement hit too close to home for Della as she did her best not to tear up.

"Thank you Mrs. B"