Stephanie, after the longest day of work she ever had, she was on her way to England, and not very happy about it either. Her boss had given her a hard time about getting a vacation now and Stephanie didn't even know how long she would be in England. The plane was making her stomach churn. Maybe it's not to late to go back because, honestly, she didn't want to be trapped up in this mess anymore. Stephanie took a deep breath, so what now? Would she take back her old name? Become back the old self she was? It had been ten years. Ten years away from England, away from magic. And Stephanie had been content with that. Now she had to go back to all that mumbo jumbo stuff. Why now?

The plane started its descent and it landed on the runway smoothly. Thank god for a safe flight, Stephanie assumed. But for some reason she didn't really feel thankful. She wanted this to be delayed, so she didn't have to go. But she was here now. Did Stephanie even want to meet them again, with their new lives and all? As she picked up her luggage she realized something. She was still in the airport. She could still leave if she wanted to. Stephanie sighed. Best to get it over with now, who knows, maybe someone new was there or whatever...

One thing was clear: she did not want to be back here.