Our Time Once Again

Summary: After Enchancia's attacked and Sofía's orphaned, Elena takes her in to raise. She thinks it will be easy but it's harder than she thought it would be.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sofía the first or Elena of Avalor. Sofía wise this is pre Mystic Isles.

Chapter One: Orphaned

"Cierra tu maldita boca primo!"

Normally Elena would never interrupt anyone or yell at them in Spanish but the sight before her had triggered the anger that had escaped from her mouth.

"But she's interrupting our meeting," Estéban tried to explain as a soft cry filled the air.

"Estéban, I know it's a meeting of Avalor politics and wealth but I know that Sofia would never come here alone," Elena frowned, now seeing why the sight was familiar to her. Sofia's blue eyes. "Meeting adjourned."

"Are you insane?!"

"I SAID MEETING ADJOURNED!"

Seeing her family and Naomi leave, Elena turned to the shivering ball that was her savior.

Her hair was soaked with rain, her eyes bloodshot, her tiara broken, and her dress caked with blood.

That wasn't the Sofia she knew from months ago when she had been freed from her amulet. Something was wrong.

"Sofia? What's the matter?" Elena asked, stroking her hair before kissing her forehead, something she often did with Isabel whenever she was upset. "Where's your parents?"

"They're dead," Sofia sniffed, trying to block out what she had seen just hours earlier. "Amber and James are dead too."

"Come on. Some of Isa's old dresses can fit you and I'll get you cleaned up."

"Just don't leave me. Please."

"I can't say that I won't," Elena assured her, rubbing her back. "But I'll stay with you as long as you need me."

"Like forever? Because I'm never going back to Enchancia ever again," Sofia sniffed, not letting go of Elena.

Elena felt the caked blood splash against her dress as she took Sofia to her private washroom.

She normally used her private washroom to clean herself up, practice her singing or vent without consequences.

But as she stripped Sofia out of her dress and turned on some warm water, a question floated in her mind.

What happened in Enchancia for Sofia to be alone?

"We were attacked," Sofia answered, like she had read Elena's mind. "I heard Mom screaming. Then Dad. Amber pleaded for her life and James begged to not be killed because he had to find me. I was close to where he could find me. I hid behind a curtain."

"Did the curtain help you?" Elena wondered, putting water down her hair.

"Yes. When I saw everyone dying round me, I snapped. I broke my tiara and went hunting for our attackers. I found them in front of me and I did what I only could do with a tiara. I stabbed them."

Stabbing?! Sofia actually stabbed someone? Elena couldn't believe her ears.

Sofia blinked softly, expecting a scolding. A scolding that would include a punishment.

But scolding nor punishment came as Elena started to wash her hair.

The gentle touch of Elena's hands reminded Sofia of Violet, her maid.

She prayed that the woman made it out alive from the massacre that claimed her family. She prayed that Enchancia would be okay without her.

"How did you get here?" Elena wondered, her eyes downcast in worry for the emotional child.

"Found a boat on the dock. A man was there. He was nice," Sofia answered softly, smiling a little. "We played a game together to keep me distracted."

"I see but Sofia where's your castle steward Baileywick? He must be worried about you."

"I'm not sure where he is. He's probably dead too."

Elena's heart broke as she scrubbed Sofia until her skin was as rosy as it once was.

Being lifted out of the tub, the little girl stared at her with tears threatening to break from her eyes.

Elena wondered why, gently assuring her that whatever she spoke of next wouldn't anger her.

"Before I left for the dock, I tried to wake up everyone. But I couldn't! They were dead and there was blood on their clothes!" Sofia sobbed before burying her head in Elena's chest.

"Oh Dios me ayude por favor," Elena muttered before sitting Sofia down in her room, looking through a box of Isabel's older dresses. "Here pick what you want okay? Then we'll get something to eat."

"Yes please Elena! Gracias! I'll try on a blue dress right now!"

Elena smiled, watching as Sofia tried on the blue dress.

The dress was decent size for the girl, only to have Elena bite her lip.

With the family dead, Sofia would need a mourning dress soon and quite possibly a ribbon in her hair.

Maybe she should go to Enchancia using Mateo's teleportation spell just to be sure Sofia was telling the truth.

"Elena everything okay?" Sofia frowned, seeing her friend look downcast.

"Just thinking Sofia. Come on, you can put on shoes later," Elena grinned, patting her head.

"So there's our little invader!" Naomi chuckled, getting a glare from Estéban.

"Our invasor should have an explanation as to why she's here," Estéban grumbled as Luisa handed a hungry Sofia some bread.

"Estéban, please. Sofia's had a rough morning and I won't tolerate your attitude at the moment," Elena grimaced, giving her cousin a growl.

"Elena don't give me that look..."

"Then stop acting like a child Estéban! Now where's Isabel at? Her el desayuno is getting cold."

"I'm here," Isabel grumbled, eating small bites. "And I'm sorry for Sofia's loss."

Sofia stared at Isabel for a moment before taking a bite of a pancake.

"That's very sweet Isabel but Sofia maybe part of our family now," Elena smiled softly, hoping to at least talk to Mateo after breakfast if he wasn't busy.

"Good pancake but it would be better with blueberries," Sofia sighed, digging into her food. "That was James and Amber's favorite."

"What do you mean part of our family?!" Isabel demanded, banging her fists on the table.

"Isa, Sofia's been through a lot today."

"I know but Elena what about our sister time today? You promised!"

"I'm sorry Isa. We'll do it later," Elena sighed softly, getting up from her chair. "I'll be with Mateo if you need me."

"Okay," Isabel smiled and soon found herself eating again.

"Can I go with you to see Mateo Elena?!" Sofia begged, and much to the dismay of Estéban, started jumping up and down excitedly. "Please?"

"Sofia, I'll be asking him to teleport me to Enchancia."

Sofia's face had turned pale upon the mention of her once beloved kingdom.

"N-No thank you. But bring their stuff back here."

Elena sighed, shaking her head. She understood that Sofia was traumatized but she also understood that Sofia had to get her stuff that she wanted or needed on her own.

Sofia looked ready to cry. She didn't want to go back to Enchancia ever again.

She didn't want to look at her family's corpses again.

"Okay I'll go," Sofia muttered at last, hiding her tears. "But for one last time to say goodbye to everyone."

"Gracias Sofía," Elena smiled, musing her hair. "You'll be safe. I promise."

"Thanks Elena. I'll get my shoes and meet you and Mateo."

She kissed Elena on the cheek before hugging her like she had once done with Miranda before making her way back to Elena's room for her shoes.