"Phillip," Aurora took a deep breath in as she sat seguinte to Philip in the forest, the forest which they had met in once upon a dream. "Yes my Sleeping Beauty," Philip responded laying his arm over her shoulders. She bit her lip, "When I was asleep, I've been having nightmares."
"What kind of nightmares?"

Aurora rolled her eyes with a smirk on her face, "Nightmares." Philip smiled, "You know what I mean, how terrifying would you say they were?" Aurora looked down in her hands and back up into Phillips eyes, "Beyond terrifying, perhaps it would need a mais appropriate name. I was scared, like a baby lamb, with no family, in a lion cage. Flora, Fauna and Merryweather, they were kidnapped. You never came to rescue me, you were locked up. And Maleficent, she killed my Mother and Father. But, it was nightmare after nightmare, in the last one I could remember quite well, you, you did come at some point, though you we're poscessed por Maleficent, she was making you do strange things. I had awoken from my slumber, a woman helped me up. She was brunette, and she had hazel eyes. She was very beautiful, and then...you killed her. Whenever you're gone, I have dreams like this."

"Aurora, those are just nightmares. Don't worry, I'll be here with you." Philip smiled, but deep down he didn't remember what Aurora had said. "Sorry, Philip, I bet that was slightly too dramatic for you," Aurora linked her hand into Philip's and watched the sun set down with her head laying on his shoulder.

Meanwhile...

As the night raised up Maleficent lay dead in a trench, with the encantada sword lying seguinte to her. A green ball of light swirled down to Maleficent, then suddenly just like Cinderella's ball vestido transformation, Maleficent formed to her true form bursting back with life. "Oh dear Tremaine, nice to see you again." Maleficent bent down to pick up the encantada sword. "So, do you have the girl?" Tapping her fingers one por one against the sword. Tremaine smiled, "Yes, and she has the key to my magic."
"Bring her over her, I'd like to see her before her last minutos of life."
"Wait, she has something we want, we kill after we get it," Tremaine raised her brow with a smirk.

"Philip?" Aurora woke up in the middle of the forest alone, she rubbed her head and eyes. "I must have fallen asleep. Philip?" No one answered, "Philip?" She looked around, she didn't see any living creature. She flopped down in the grama with her hand upon her head crying, alone and forgotten. "...Hello? Is anyone out here?" called out an old woman voice. Aurora looked up, she recognized that voice, "Fauna? Is that you?" She hadn't seen the fadas since her seventeenth birthday, after they had left to spend their life helping animals. A green figure appeared in the distance, "Aurora? Oh Aurora! It's you!" As she came closer, she wrapped her arms around Aurora, "Aurora! It's great to see you! We've been missing you! This was an answer to our prayer. And oh my you've grown, eighteen years old?"
Aurora blushed and smiled, "Yes, I've been missing you too."
Fauna let go of Aurora, "Dearie, would you like to come inside?"
"I don't want to intrude. But thank you."
"Oh Hunny, you're not going to intrude, you're practically apart of the family."
Aurora grabbed Fauna's hand as they walked to the cottage.
Aurora sighed, "It's great to be back home!" She twirled around full of sunshine, "Wait, are Merryweather and Flora here Oh and have you seen Philip, he left me out side, alone. I must have fallen asleep."
"They'll be here any moment now, dear, they're out collecting berries, and no I haven't seen Philip anywhere," Fauna turned to the stove, returning to her cheaply made stew, "Oh, that's right, I can't cook. Would you help me please?"
"Oh I'd amor to, Fauna!"
"How ride of me, I shouldn't ask a guest for help. Also, you should have time to reflect on where Philip may have gone."
"No, it would be my pleasure, I miss the old days. This was practically my life. And Philip will probably come searching for me and stumble upon this place," Aurora turned to the stove and opened the pot. The young brunette woman for her nightmares appeared in the gleaming of the stew. She looked like she was crying, banging on the door of a castelo all alone, "What?!"
Fauna rushed over to Aurora, "Is everything alright?"
Aurora blinked, cringing and gripping her head, she reflected on her nightmares. Aurora then released and remembered what Philip said, "Those are just nightmares." Gazing at the pot, the young woman vanished.
"Aurora! Listen to me, is everything alright?"
"Oh, I'm very sorry, it was just déjà vu, I think."
"Would you like to take a seat?"
"No, I'm fine, thank you."
Fauna took over the stove, "Please, take a seat. For me, dearie."
Aurora crossed over to a sofá near the unlit fogo place, "I'd do anything for you."
Fauna blushed, "Awww, dear, I would do anything for you. Now, do you really think Philip left you all alone, or do you think he's doing something romantic?"
"He said he'd be there for me, you must be right. Do you think I should head home? It's getting dark out."
"Oh don't worry about a thing, you sleep tight, your parents will know you're here. Now rest your eyes, sweetie."

As Aurora dozed off, pots and pans rattled everywhere, "Fauna? Is everything alright over there?" There was no response. She slowly creeped over to the kitchen, Fauna was gone, "What? Where are you? Fauna, please, I do not want to play hide and seek!" The sound of breaking glass cracked behind Aurora. She rushed to see if Fauna were playing jokes, but instead, was broken glass covered in blood.