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Noah soon reappeared with the group of four youngsters at the doorstep of the Vega family. Basima, Trixie, Jack and Trixie's new friend. "Ok. Now all of you just stay put here. I'll be back later after all this stupid wizard business is done with." The youth shift his jacket around and knocked on the front door and rang the doorbell.

The little witch felt the need to speak up before her brother left again. "Noah, wait!" She cried, her hands clenched together. "What exactly is going on? What does Mr. Vega have you doing that's so important?" Trixie queried. He voice almost trembled and squeaked as the anxiety built up to the point where she felt she might cry.

Noah sighed. His sister was getting scared. A natural reaction. The boy felt a need inside him to comfort her. A kind of brotherly instinct. He wrapped his arms around the little witch and held her close. "It's nothing. Pierre is on the look for some guy named Len Richardson. Said he's dangerous. It's probably nothing but a wild goose chase." And like that, the youth smiled and teleported away.

With her brother now gone, Trixie was begining to feel the sting of loneliness. Her newest friend was already talking of leaving. The little quickly reached out and held onto the horned girl's hand. "Don't go." she pleaded. Trixie really didn't want Saara to go, even during such a dangerous time. "Please don't go Saara. I still need your help on that project."

Trixie could feel her eyes becoming teary as she watched her new friend leave her and disappear into the distance. There was little the tiny which could do to sway her new friend's mind. She had to respect girl's wishes. Family first. Speaking of family, how was Noah doing?

The little witch entered the Vega estate and began looking for Jasmine. Surely her clairvoyance could help put the young girl's mind at ease. Trixie then decided to see if she could the address she had been waiting to use all day. "Mom?" she called. "Are you there?"

Trixie listened intently to her new mother as she went on babbling about her past. The little witch still couldn't even imagine be pregnant at her age. The thought excited her, brought a bright red blush to her face, but also scared her to death. The girl was brought back to reality however when Jasmine mentioned something about her husband being a beat in bed.

Oh how innocently naive Trixie was. She had no idea what her new mother was talking about at that point. It was just one of those things the witch was never taught. Her young innocent mind had no idea of how babies were made. If Trixie were to figure out, she just might faint.

When asked if the mother of the Vega children to call this rich warlock, Trixie merely stood there in a daze before answering. "S-sure." She stammered, unsure of what to actually do. Then, a sudden thought came to the little witch as she looked down at infant in her arms that began to reach out for her little nose. "Mrs. Vega?" Trixie asked shyly also back to using formalities. "About your children. Do you now think of Noah and I in the same way? Even if were are adopted?"

When told yes and no, Trixie appeared confused and apprehensive. Did she really want to hear the no? Could the little witch's heart take it? Nevertheless, Trixie had to listen and listen she did with a heavy heart. Her head sank in shame and held the baby in her arms closer to her now. She could feel the need to cry welling up in her throat, until Jasmine pulled her to her side and hugged, telling her the reasons for yes. In an instant, the little witch felt her spirits lift and a smile curl on her lips. It felt so nice to hear that she was accepted by her mother so easily. She was willing to give her life for her just like her original mother. "Thank you." Trixie whispered as she nuzzled her head into the mother's side.

With the events of today finally over, Noah felt it be a deserving to time go home and finally relax. He still felt frustrated after all that hard work and coming up nearly empty handed. Still, Rose was at his side now, almost one hundred percent. The ward would have to start wining and dining her soon. That idea brought up further complications in the young man's mind though. As the two approached the front door of their shared home, Noah began to dread facing Jasmine. She knew everything that had happened. From coming face to face with Len and actually showing the dark wizard pity, to deflowering her eldest daughter. "I am going to be in so much s**t." Noah groaned as he was about to reach for the door, when it opened on its own. On the other side, a teary eyed Trixie stood with open arms that closed around her big brother without warning.

"You're finally home!" Cried the little witch as she embraced her big brother. She was so relieved to finally have him home. All the pent up anxiety was finally leaving now that Noah was home. That wasn't to say Trixie wasn't concerned about Rose either, but she was still defensive about the woman. The fact that she was with her brother probably didn't help. "Are you ok, Noah?" Trixie asked, looking up at ward's face. "You seem really tired and sweaty. And you're energies all over the place. Did something happen?"

With little choice, Noah returned his little sister's hug. It felt nice to welcomed home by someone so dear. Trixie's innocent charm seemed to have a certain magic to it that always calmed the hot head down. Or at least until the little witch starting making assumptions about what Noah had been doing all day. Now was wishing for something to come save him. Anything.