The dark one as stepfather🍎

Grace🍎

"Please come to this counter if you are seeking for a loved one". Ruby makes a futile attempt to drown out the din of the throng. The collected masses are under the power of Panic and Chaos. "Blankets and mattresses have been placed in the gymnasium for those whose houses have been destroyed by the wraith". Moira stares at Marco, sad. He pins a drawing of his Pinocchio on the bulletin board. "My kid. "My dear boy," he mumbles. Ruby sighs deeply as she takes a step behind Moira. "Everyone is going insane," she exclaims."Can you blame them?" Moira says rhetorically. Ruby sighs and shakes her head."Is there anything I can do?" "I'm going to find our prince." Please keep an eye out for Blue." Ruby dashes over to a table piled high with various forms."People come here when they are looking for someone or when they do not simply want to find the person alone." This is the form they must complete.They must fill out the first box with their name. Here is a brief description or special traits, followed by their address or phone number." Moira gives a nod. "Thank you, Moira; you are a huge help," Ruby says with a smile. "No problem," she says as she steps behind the table."Blue!" Ruby screams. A woman clothed in a dark blue nurse's uniform turns around. "Moira will help you," Ruby adds as she walks away. "Moira!" exclaims Blue. Moira glances at her, perplexed. "Do we know each other?" she inquires. "I recognize you. "I know your parents." Moira stammers, "Oh sorry." "You don't have to apologize," Blue says with a smile. "My name is the blue fairy. I took you to your parents when you were a newborn." "I always thought it was a myth," mumbles Moira. Blue chuckles."Sometimes all you need is a little faith and pixie dust," she chuckles before returning to her task. Moira slowly turns around, deep in thought. In front of the table is a young blonde girl."Can you help me?" she pleasantly asks. "Well, I can always try," Moira adds. The girl smiles. "I'm looking for my father." "I miss him terribly." Moira gives a reassuring grin. "I'm sure he misses you as well." Moira implies, "I can't do magic like some," to which the girl chuckles. "However, I'll do my best." "Can you tell me his name?" "Daddy," she speaks a bit more loudly than usual. Moira laughs. "But what do grownups call him?" The girl is deep in thought. "Well, I once heard a grown man call him pig." Moira desperately tries not to laugh. Blue pauses her job and stares at the pair. "And how does he look?" "Super handsome," she boasts. Moira laughs. "Logical with such a daughter," she says with a wink. The girl smiles brightly. "Does he have something specific, a typical thing about him?" "He often wears a funny hat," the girl answers after a few period of thought. Moira is deep in thought."I have a drawing," she announces abruptly. "Go get them quickly," Moira orders, and the girl flees. Blue grins. "You are good with children." "Thank you," Moira says. 

""Here," the girl says, handing her a sketch. Moira looks surprised at the paper. Her lips separate slightly. Her heart rate has increased somewhat.

"Jefferson," she says quietly. "Grace" she inquires, looking up at the girl. Grace raises her head. "Do you know who I am?" "You know who my daddy is," she exclaims gleefully. "Yes," Moira says, astonished. Grace rushes up to Moira, wrapping her arms around her.

"Oh my god Grace. Your daddy misses you so much. I'm so happy to finally get to know you. Shall I take you to him?" Grace nods eagerly. "Blue, you don't ..." Blue shakes her head. "No, go." "Come on" Moira says and takes Grace's hand.

While Grace chats diligently about their cabin in the woods, mushroom hunting and of course her daddy, they quietly walk to Jefferson's house. "Does my daddy have a nice house" she suddenly asks. "Be sure, he has made sure that the most beautiful house is for you." Grace grins.

Moira is worried as they arrive at the villa. The last time she was here, Jefferson had her bound."Wow," Grace says quietly. "Nice, isn't it?" Moira responds by opening the gate. She moves nervously to the main door. "The front yard is full of butterflies," Grace exclaims. Moira gives a nod. Jefferson is in her mind. Something seemed off about their talk yesterday. Something she can't put her finger on...Her thoughts keep coming back to Jefferson. Why?"How do you know my daddy?" Moira lies, "Um, I ran into him once." Grace laughs. "To be honest, your daddy saved my life." That wasn't a lie, at least. He came to kidnap her, in any case. But who knows what Keith would have done if he hadn't arrived. Grace beams with pride. "My father is a hero." "He is" Moira says convinced."Come on, let's catch him off guard. "Get behind me," Moira says as she rings the bell. Grace smiles as she walks up behind Moira. Jefferson doesn't take long to open the door. "Moira?" he inquires. "What exactly are you doing here?" I told you I brought everything, didn't I? "Did you walk all the way?" "I had company," Moira chuckles, as Grace appears from behind her. "Daddy," she yells, sprinting to Jefferson. Jefferson collapses to his knees in disbelief. He wraps his arms around Grace. He shuts his eyes, relieved. Moira grins blissfully. Softly she turns around, motioning to walk away.