Bear with me with on this story. I binged watched the two seasons of 'The Lodge' and I came up with this idea. I doubt many people have actually watched it, but hopefully you will review. There are only five stories for 'The Lodge' and this will be the only crossover story. This story goes with season two and if season three comes out before finished, I'm not watching till this is done.

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The beginning of this story may confuse some of you, so pay close attention.

To start off, Ben, Kaylee, Noah, and Alex did not quit the North Star Lodge. The owner had given them less hours because he didn't want a lot of teenagers running around the place.

Yes, the gang had finally found the gold, but when you split the amount with three people, it was not enough for Skye to buy The Lodge back. No, Kaylee was not able to buy The Lodge because Frankie did not give her the money from the song. She had spent a major chunk of it to help further her career.

Finally, Sean did not go on the national bike tour with Jess. The tour was suddenly cancelled the day he was supposed to leave. It was either because of scheduling conflicts or not having enough money in the budget. Jess's coach didn't tell him the real reason. In fact, the coach mysteriously disappeared, almost like he didn't exist in the first place.

Now time for the real start of the story.

Jess—the pretty blonde with pink highlights, entered the North Star Lodge in the late afternoon with a small leather patchwork bag over her shoulder and a small suitcase dragging behind her. She examined the place with a snarl of her nose. It was absolutely bland and bleak. She didn't think it was possible to have a boring blue color.

She walked to the front desk where the owner, Gil Matthews, gave her an inquisitive look. That was to be expected. The old lodge was made for teenagers while this version was meant for business people.

"I need a room with two beds please," Jess requested. "And I will be here for a week."

Gil raised an eyebrow. "Don't you only need a room with one bed?"

Before she could answer, Sean walked through the entrance way from the sitting area. He was texting on his phone when he randomly looked up and recognized the girl. "Jess!" Sean exclaimed in surprise. "What are you doing here? I thought you'd be headed home by now."

"I'm looking for a place to stay," she answered as she let her bag fall off her shoulder and onto the ground. "The next plane to my boarding school isn't until the end of this week."

"You go to boarding school?" Sean questioned. "I didn't know that."

"Started a few months ago with some of my friends." Jess shrugged her shoulders like it was no big deal. "My brother is coming here tomorrow so I'm not completely alone."

Sean looked at his father to see him confused. "Dad, you remember Jess, right? She was my partner for the second half of the Enduro when her original partner was injured."

"Of course," the father insisted like it was a bad thing. "How can anyone forget a girl with pink hair?"

Jess twirled her hair around her fingers. "It's the style at my school. My friends have blue highlights, black and white hair, very light orange highlights, etc. It helps us keep true to who we are and help us see that we are not our parents."

Gil cleared his throat in a way to change the subject. "You will be staying in room eight. Sean will show you the way."

He held the keys for barely a second before Jess swiped it from him without him realizing it. He could have sworn her eyes glowed when Jess commented, "Pleasure doing business with you."

Gil couldn't observe it for long for she gave him a snarky smirk and turning her back to him, slinging her bag over her shoulder in the process.

The father-son duo shared a look as the son grabbed the suitcase and led the guest to her room.

"And here's your room." Sean announced once they entered. He placed her suitcase against the wall next to the door as Jess slung her bag onto one of the two beds. "Just a bit of a warning, we clean the rooms everyday between ten and two. If you don't want it done, place the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the doorknob, otherwise we'll knock."

Jess gave a slight nod before she fell back on the queen-size bed. "I can't wait to get back to my school," she confessed as she stared at the dull ceiling. "I miss my friends and my brother. I've been away from them too long—almost two months."

"Who is your brother?" Sean questioned, sitting in a recliner chair. "You've never told me about him. I didn't know you had one until today."

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me." She sat up and leaned against the headboard. "He was my childhood friend—we grew up together. One day we randomly started telling people that we were siblings. It's still going to be boring with just the two of us hanging out."

"You can hang with my friends and me," Sean offered. "We're going on a camping trip in a couple days to get away from The Lodge and clear our minds from all the drama that's been happening."

"Will your friends be fine with us going?" She interrogated with a slight tilt of her head. "They must blame me for you and Skye breaking up."

"Eh," Sean shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't think we were going to last much longer with my dad owning The Lodge now. We've had a lot more arguments than I like to admit."

"Well I can assure you that I never wanted to get together with you."

"Ouch." Sean placed a hand over his heart like he was in pain. "I'm wounded."

Jess rolled her eyes at his action. "What I mean is I have a boyfriend. We've been dating for almost nine months now. We got together after I started boarding school. He was dating this spoiled princess at the time, I told him he could do better by being with me, and we've been together ever since."

Sean nodded his head in appreciation. "Should have known. You seem like the type to fight for a guy that you want. Meanwhile, I have to see two of my exes constantly, I'm forced to work here when I don't want to, and I think my friends are slowly starting to hate me." He sighed as he laid back dramatically. "I wish I could get away from here. Maybe things would go back to normal before my dad bought this place."

"How much does Skye need?" Jess wondered. "It can't be that much."

"I don't know," he admitted with another disgruntle sigh. "If she does somehow come up with the money, there's no way that she can come up with enough to remodel The Lodge again and to keep it open. Skye had trouble last time and it's likely she'll have trouble again."

Jess let a mischievous smile grace her pale face. "I can get Skye the money to buy the place back and renovate the place."

"Really?" Sean leaned forward in expectance. "What's the catch?"

Jess's smile turned a little more genuine. "You have to go with me to my boarding school."

That answer shocked him. He didn't imagine she would say something like that. "You want me to go to school with you?" He summarized. "Why?"

"You're the one that said you wanted to get away from here," she insisted. "You can make a lot of new friends and it would be the perfect way for you to clear your mind from all the drama here."

"And what's the name of this school that you are dying to return to?"

Jess's smile grew even larger than before as she announced with so much affection in her voice, "Auradon Prep."

"What in the world is Auradon?" Sean asked with a distaste in his tone that surprised him. "That's an unusual name."

"It's fitting for unusual people like me and my friends." She stared at him expectedly. "You would be perfect there."

Sean let out a short laugh as stood from the chair. "I seriously doubt that."

"Will you at least consider it?" Jess requested a little hopefully. "My friends would get along with you great."

He sighed one last time. "I'll think about it. One week?"

"One week." She confirmed. Before much more could be said, Jess's phone started to ring. She pulled it out of her pocket, looked at the caller I.D, and then gazed at Sean apologetically. "It's my brother," she revealed. "I need to take this."

"Of course!" He exclaimed. "I'll leave you alone. If you need anything, just come find me."

Sean left the hotel room, closing the door quietly behind him. He paused for a moment. " 'Auradon'," he repeated slowly. "Where have I had heard that name before?"

He shrugged as he headed down the stairs to see what else his father needed him to do.

Not knowing that one of the teenage workers had eavesdropped on his conversation with Jess.

'Jess' waited a moment or two before she answered the phone. "Hey, Jay," she greeted nonchalantly. "Did you convince her to come with you?"

"She'll be with me tomorrow," Jay, the son of Jafar, promised. "Mal, are you sure it's him?"

"Absolutely," Mal—who was under the disguise of 'Jess', the daughter of Maleficent, insisted. "And that's why I wanted you to bring her. She'll be able to help us confirm it's him."

"Has he showed any signs of remembering?" Jay further questioned. "Anything at all?"

"I told him about our 'boarding school'." Mal reached for her bag and dug around for something in it. "When I said the name of it, he acted disgusted by the idea of it."

"Sounds like him," Jay admitted. "Then again, she thought the same thing until she came here. He'll do the same."

"That's if we get him to remember everything." Mal finally found what she was looking for, her sketchbook. "It may take us a while to make it click who he is."

"Well, we only have a week to do so," he chided while she opened flipped through the pages for something specific. "You've been gone too long."

"I know, I know." She rolled her eyes. "But she was so upset and begged for us to find him. I was the only one willing to help because I was the only one that believed her. The only reason it took forever is because I had to charm people into thinking I belong here and . Besides, there's no way you can tell Gil 'no'."

She heard him laugh on his side of the phone. "It's impossible," Jay agreed.

"You want to know something ironic."

"What?"

"His father's name here is 'Gil'," Mal revealed, pausing every few pages to look at her old artwork,

"Really!" Jay exclaimed in surprise. "The name is so unique, you wouldn't think another person would have it."

"Well this 'Gil' is a complete jerk," she commented. "I didn't think it was possible after knowing our Gil."

"He can't be that bad—"

"He forced a family to shut down their business, bought it from them, and tried to knock it down to build condos over it." Mal summarized from what 'Sean' had told her. "He failed since the building is protected because of rare bats living in the attic, so he is running the place instead. That family is trying to get the money to buy the business back, but they don't have close to enough. To make things worse, he tried to convince the daughter to manage the lodge so they would get better business. Of course, she said she would never work for him."

"Good for her," Jay complimented, then adverting to the task on hand. "So, have you at least showed him the picture yet?"

As soon as he finished talking, Mal turned to the page that had the picture in question. "Not yet," she admitted. "The first time I seen him was two days ago. I can't just say 'look at this picture and remember the girl that's in love with you even though she refuses to admit it'."

"Maybe leave it in the room and let him see it by accident?"

"No way!" She denied. "It's likely one of the other workers will see it instead, swipe it, and she would get even more upset. I've seen a couple of the people working here and I don't trust them—especially the red head."

Mal heard him sigh softly. "Alright, we'll get a game plan together tomorrow. She'll be able to come up with more ideas than us. We'll see you then."

"Wait, wait, wait!" She shouted insistently. "We're invited to go camping in a couple days. Can you pack an extra bag for blankets, shoes, and anything else we might need?"

"Like a tent?"

Mal laughed. "Seriously? We don't need a tent. The ground is our bed."

Jay chuckled himself. "Just making sure. See you soon. Stay safe."

"I will," she promised. She ended the call and tossed the phone at the end of the bed. Mal carefully lifted the photograph to get a better look at the happy couple in it. The girl was frozen in a laugh and the boy had a huge affectionate smile while gazing at the girl adoringly with an arm around her waist.

"Don't worry, Uma." Mal reassured the happy girl in the photo. "You'll have your first mate back, eventually."

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