He tucked the journal into the pocket of his jacket. He walked into the marketplace and stopped at a clothing booth. He picked up some clothes that he knew that DG would like. He picked up a few pairs of pants, a pair of shoes looking like her sneakers- she called them DC's (whatever those were), some shirts, a couple blue cotton dresses and a leather jacket. He knew she'd love it.

Then he stopped at the art center and picked up a lot of drawing paper and some pencils and paid the man and turned around. There was a woman who looked terribly familiar but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Mr. Cain?" Her timid voice asked tearily.

"Yes?" He knew this woman so he would be nice to her.

"My name is Emily… I am…"

"DG's mother." He said in awe. This woman raised DG. "You must have nerves of steel to deal with her growing up. I don't even want to picture it." Emily laughed softly.

"Is she okay?"

"She'll be okay." He said seriously. "They tried to break her spirit. They almost did. But I came back and she's out of the castle now. We have to get her magic back. The Queen ripped it out of her."

"My baby girl." She whimpered. "Mr. Cain?"

"Yes?"

"Take care of her? Till we see her again?" He nodded. She looked at the packages in his hands. She sat on a bench nearby. He followed her. "Her favorite color was blue. Deep blue, like her eyes. She wore a deep blue dress to Prom, which is this big party that the students have. She was so excited. She loves motorcycles. She fixed up one for her 18th birthday."

"A motorcycle?"

"It's like a rocket on wheels." He nodded in understanding, but if he ever saw her on one of those he might have a conniption fit. "She drew so much. She loves it. She always had a liking for summer dresses in the summer. She likes fabric she can breathe in. I remember when she had her first heartbreak. I remember when she used to get scared because of storms. I remember when she used to help me make breakfast. She helped her father in the garage fixing whatever she could get her hands on. The Queen told us she didn't want to see us anymore because we lied to her. I understood but that didn't take any of the pain away." Cain's eyes practically watered up. He realized where she was coming from. He felt the same way about Jeb. He knew what it meant to have your child ripped from you, lying about it and then not knowing. The worst part was not knowing.

"She wants to see you. She misses you a lot. She was told that you didn't want to see her."

"That's not true!"

"The Queen has manipulated a lot of people to get DG isolated so she could control her. But DG is coming back to her old personality. By the time you see her again, she'll probably be the little girl you remember."

"Yeah." She sombered.

"Emily!" a voice called. She looked up.

"Take care of my daughter, Wyatt Cain." She said seriously and walked off to find her husband.

Cain walked by a jewelry stand. One piece of jewelry stood out to him. He looked at the necklace that had caught his eye.

"Gift for your girl?" The woman said kindly.

"I am hoping she will be." He replied.

"Ah well. This is a beautiful piece. Only charge 12." He nodded and handed her the money and she wrapped it up. "Give to her as courting gift." She advised. He nodded. He saw another bracelet. It had a lot of multi-colored gems on it.

"Can I get that one too?"

"Very cheap. 6. Gift for girl who mean a lot."

"She isn't ready for courting. She was abused. I just want something to tell her I am sorry for not being there."

"I understand." He handed her the money and she handed him the jewelry in separate boxes. He bowed in gratitude and walked past the men's clothing and decided to get a couple shirts and another pair of pants. His arms were full of packages when he stopped at the Potion gallery.

"Need supplies? Got everything for trip!" He advertised.

"Yes. I need supplies for my group of 6 including myself." The man nodded and zoomed around his shack and collected the necessary ingredients for his order.

"25." He held his hand out expectantly. He handed him the money and took the bag. He got on his horse and uncomfortably rode back to camp with all his packages.

He was greeted by Raw when he entered the camp.

"Raw worried about Cain."

"I was fine, Fuzzy."

"DG worried too." Speaking of the Princess she zoomed through the camp and jumped into his arms. He fell back and landed on the ground with an 'oomph'.

"Hey there Princess."

"Tin Man. Where were you?" She said glaring at his face. He smiled at her personality coming out. She was coming out of her shell that she enclosed around herself when she was hurt so much by the people around her. Jeb was laughing at his father. He was tackled by a Princess and was succumbed by the blue vortexes that were DG's deep blue orbs.

"I was getting supplies." He answered.

"Yeah? Like that's a good excuse?" She rolled her eyes sarcastically. She was sooo lucky that he liked her or he would find this behavior unacceptable. But this was DG so it was okay.

"I brought your presents." He said to butter her up. And it worked. Her eyes gleamed happily.

"Presents?"

"Yes."

"I like presents." She said happily and got off him enough so he could sit up and sort through the packages that fell when she tackled him. He sat her in between his legs. Luckily he put the courting necklace in the horse's saddle so she wouldn't see it.

"Did you sleep okay?" He asked setting the package in front of her and smiled when she completely mutilated the brown paper holding the dresses. She gasped and leaned back against his chest.

"They're beautiful." She turned her head and locked eyes with him. "And I slept better than I have in months. Thank you." He kissed the side of her head. She smiled brightly. Raw put another package in front of her. They had all gathered around DG and showered her with some much-deserved attention. She loved getting presents apparently.

She ripped the next package to shreds too but that package included the jeans, shirts and the leather jacket. She gasped and put on the leather jacket right away.

"I love it."

"I noticed yours is getting old. You'll love the fabric. It keeps you warmer than that one and it breathes when it's hot out. One of the OZ's many marvelous creations that outdo the Otherside." He watched Raw set up the bulky present that held her sneakers. She opened it and gasped.

"How did you know?"

"I'm amazing." He said in an obvious tone.

"Obviously. I am so sorry that I was mistaken."

"Its okay. I have one more." He grabbed the box and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him so she was sitting on his lap, with her back against his chest, so there was no room between them. He opened his large hands and she squealed when she saw the box.

She opened it. She gasped and fingered the piece of jewelry.

"It's so pretttyy." She said in awe. He rested his chin on her shoulder.

"I'm glad your like it." She turned her head and kissed his cheek. She blushed prettily. He chuckled. He helped her up. Raw handed her a square package, she looked at it confused and looked at Cain.

"This is not just from me, sweetheart. This is from all of us." She held out her wrist and handed him the bracelet. He smiled and put the piece of jewelry around her slender wrist. It was a perfect fit.

She unwrapped it and saw the paper and pencils. She dropped them in shock.

"You okay?" He asked tenitively. She ran at him again but this time he was prepared for it. She hugged him so tight.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She squealed excitedly. He got a little bit of that spark back in her orbs.

"Your welcome." He said kindly as he could. He hated how his soft spot would be this little bundle of fun right here.

She skipped off into her tent and Jeb looked at his father with something in his eyes that Cain had to raise a skeptical eyebrow at.

"You love her."

"Yeah. It's my obligation as a citizen to love the people who rule us,"

"Yeah but not every bodyguard that she had falls in love with her." Jeb retorted. Damn it. His father was too stubborn to see reason. He watched as they interacted. One of them was going to crack eventually. He bet his father would crack first.