Sorry for taking so long, at first there was the one word that started with a V, and it's not vagina, that I couldn't remember, then my computer got taken away for three weeks, basically because it broke after only three years… yeah, good times, well, for those of you have stuck along for so long, kudos to you, it's the end.

Their private room was at the back of Le Cirque, it was just one wall of doors to private dining rooms for those richer than the rich that already ate here publicly. Bliss, Dylan and Schuyler walked in together, Dylan looking like Dylan, with his shirt hanging loose over his black dress pants while Bliss looked drop dead gorgeous as always, her curls contained and darkened, looking shiny in the light and wearing her long gold, strappy dress while Schuyler walked next to her, wearing the Victorian corseted black dress and purple-brown gypsy coat Dylan had got for her at a renaissance fair. She loved them both, and couldn't imagine staying or leaving.

The room they had was small, but really nice with the warm walls. Lawrence was already there, so was Allegra, sitting next to him… Charles, Mimi and Kingsley were there as well.

"What the hell?" Schuyler asked, whispering into Bliss's ear.

"I don't have a clue," Bliss told her, and Schuyler believed it to be true as Bliss and Dylan sat next to Charles, who was at the end of the table, facing Allegra, like they were the head of the party. Well, in a way, they were, but in Schuyler's mind it felt as if it should Lawrence and Cordelia sitting across from each other, talking about the first Silver Bloods, the May Flower and the colonies and everything they've been through together. And for once, Mini and Kingsley were separated, Mini sat next to Allegra and Kingsley sat in between Bliss and Lawrence.

This was going to be one long night.

"Mommy, mommy, mommy," Isabella said excitedly, her small, cool hand grasping onto Schuyler's arm. "Mommy, you'll never believe what daddy and I did today!" She beamed, making Schuyler's throat grow thick and restrain the tears in her eyes at seeing how happy her daughter was now.

"What sweet heart?" Schuyler said as she brushed a strand of hair behind Bella's ear, she looked beautiful tonight, her hair was curled and put up, looking like a princess in her darling white dress, that reminded Schuyler of Alice In Wonderland. "Take a breath," she reminded Bella.

"Okay…" Bella did as her mother said so, making Jack even more astonished at how faithful she was. "Well, we went to all of those high towers, and we saw the entire city! Like, I'm not kidding – the entire city," Bella started, not breathing anymore. "And the Little Red Lighthouse – that's so cool, we saw birds there! So many birds, so many, many," she said, and it was obvious she had had sugar during her trip with Jack, so Sky sent him questioning glares. He replied sheepishly. "And Riverside Park – we went everywhere, it was insane! But was even better is that I told him about the Alice in Wonderland sculpture at Central Park, and we couldn't stop talking about it!" She finished, absolutely beautiful with the energy in her.

"I bet, you surely didn't get your reading habits from me," and again, she sent darts to Jack as she ate some of the appetizers.

"And that's a bad thing?" He asked with a smirk and a wink, reminding her of the reason they fell in love, and why they're still in love. The only bad thing that night was Mini, the dinner was good, everyone behaved in front of Bella, but once she went to bed, and she crashed automatically after dinner, practically dead as she walked to the car with Schuyler, and she wouldn't let go of Jack's hand, in fear that she would lose him all over again. She didn't want to be like Alice, to have to wake up and find it was all a dream, because in her world, it would be one cruel, heartless dream that she could never forgive. Jack had to help her get into the car, promising her that he'd say goodbye in the morning and kissed her on the forehead as she fell back into the car, already asleep.

Schuyler would have crashed just that easily in the car, but Jack wanted to talk to her first before she left.

"Why not wait until the morning?" Schuyler asked, a little sad, thinking that he could lie when it came to a promise like that.

"Well, I just want to know if I can… take her to breakfast in the morning, I know of these Alice in Wonderland themed restaurants and we can get breakfast… if that's alright with you," he offered. This was one of the first times in Schuyler's life that Jack Force seemed… awkward, a mere mortal.

"Sure," She promised him. "We'll take the eleven forty five instead," she added and then hugged him, a hug lasting longer than it should.

"Well, if it isn't the flame being reconnected," Mimi mocked as she stepped closer, making Schuyler step back, if anyone can make her feel like she's in high school again, it's Mini Force, because Mini was high school. All the cruelty and beauty, but of course, Schuyler didn't see her as beautiful, she saw her with horns.

"Mini –"Jack tried, but failed.

"I want you to know that your little stunt here isn't going to change anything," Mini barked at Sky, but Schuyler just said nothing, making Mini step further in her threats. "And if I can find anything wrong about your life in Cambridge, I will take her away from you." This made Schuyler snap, and step forward, stepping on Mini's toe.

"Don't you dare," Schuyler growled. "Touch a hand to my daughters head, come near our home –"

"But I'll have to, the Venerators have to make sure that the Blue Bloods secret is secure," the smirks on Mimi's face match the seething of Schuyler's teeth.

"I want to commit murder," Schuyler told Winona as they got to work, "Mimi Force is a force to be reckon with," Schuyler added. "Gah!" She screamed, punching at her locker.

"Sky, calm down," Winona told her calmly. "They won't take Bella, they just – cant."

"No, no, they can, they took me –"

"What?"

"Oh, never mind," Schuyler said and went back to work. The day passed slowly enough, Bella was in school, with her new friend Jessica, thinking everything was better than usual. Schuyler walked home, her purse hanging off her arm, wearing her hoodie and leather jacket as she walked closer to home. She walked past the parking lot, and heard something, so she raised all her senses, and without making a sound, she turned around, and saw some tall man with chestnut brown hair, and similar sharp cheekbones and sympathetic hazel eyes, like someone Schuyler knew in a past life.

"Ollie?" Schuyler whispered, she wasn't some fifteen year old girl like she was around Jack, she was six years old, she was eighteen, and she was twenty one, everything in between. She had been living her life with Oliver along her side all the time, like she had never left him, and he would never leave her. "Oliver Perry-Hazard." She breathed.

"It's nice to see you too Sky," he said with a smirk and they walked closer and ended up in each other's arms, for a long time, that Bella's bus came up and Schuyler had to quickly dry the tears beneath her eyes. "Everything 'kay?" Oliver asked Schuyler, his arms still wrapped around her, keeping her close.

"Yeah," Schuyler told him, and repeated it. "I want to introduce you to someone," she told him, taking hold of his hand and turning him around, where Bella and Jessica were walking towards them.

"Mom!" Bella squealed and ran into her mother's arms, causing Schuyler to lose Oliver's hand. "Oh, you will not believe what happened today!" She raved, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Oliver, some strange man she's never seen before except in pictures, and continued on. "Me and Jess, well, we kept on messing with our art teacher, because her mom's a high school art teacher and everything and so we knew or Jess knew more about and so she kept on mouthing off and off –"

"Bella, I need to go," Jess said, and gave Bella a quick hug and kiss on the cheek. "See you later," she said, out stretching her arm. "Bye, Sky."

"Bye," Schuyler said, waving towards her and then taking hold of Bella's hand and turning around for Oliver. "Isabella, this is my friend Oliver, from high school, the one I went to Italy with."

"My name's Italian," Bella said, looking up at Schuyler meaningfully and then sizing up Oliver, and he looked at her blue eyes, her mother's blue eyes, and was in pure shock. She looked so much like Jack, with the blond hair. She looked like a freaking Aryan, and that was the first thought that crossed Oliver's mind. Bella stretched out her other arm, giving Oliver her right hand.

Schuyler didn't feel right going out, but she didn't want to stay in either, so naturally, after Bella went to sleep, they went to a bar. They spent the day with her, making dinner, helping her with homework, charming her to death.

"She looks so much like Jack, I'm surprised you haven't killed yourself," Oliver told her, taking a gulp of his bear.

"Cant, remember?" Schuyler told him, raising her wrist. "I've been getting through it – one day at a time, but I think the way I really survived it all was finding something of you in her," she told him.

"Really? I don't see how," Oliver said, gulping down some more.

"Her hair is soft, in color, like yours, and the way she talks, like she's always smirking," Schuyler couldn't help but smile now. "How she stands, tall, back straight, sure of herself no matter what, free to be. The way she walks, with grace, it's not like Jack, its – softer. A more gentle approach."

Oliver placed one hand on her back, and kissed her head, thinking that was enough for the moment.

Of course it was.