Author's Note: This is just a quick oneshot based off of Descendants 3. Its part "what if" mixed in with some, "I wish this had happened". After all, Jane helped partially save the day by transforming Ben back from a beast by stepping up, so I didn't like the idea her just sitting on the museum steps, waiting for something to just happen. I feel she would've actually tried well…something, anything. I've got a few more of these situations in my head, so there might be two or three more to come.

Please enjoy…

Fairy Goddaughter to the Rescue

Jane, Gil, and Doug, came to sharp stop as they looked down the stairs to the museum entrance. Jane felt herself become horrified at the sight of her mother just standing there, petrified into a living statue.

"Hi, Mom," Jane said fearfully, as she took one more step to be on a more even level with her mother's stone visage, Doug and Gil trailing behind her, standing on the step above hers. "Um, I don't know if you can hear me, but it's been a really crazy day," she said softly. "On the plus side, it's been the longest birthday I've ever had," she chuckled, eliciting a small grin from Doug, and an equally quick chuckle from Gil.

"On the minus side, everybody's under an evil spell. Um, but on the plus side, Carlos remembered my birthday. See?" she remarked with a spark of joy as she held out the necklace that Carlos had given her. Gil, a happy smile at Jane's optimism, looked over at Doug, who still looked concerned, and wondered if he should say something. But he didn't know what, words of encouragement not the easiest thing in the world for him to voice.

"We're going to figure out how to undo this. We'll find a way to make this right, Mom," Jane told her mother, as she reached up and cradled her mother's stone face, the brittle, porous material feeling rough to the now sixteen year old. She felt tears filling her eyes, but did her best to not start crying since it wouldn't solve anything.

"How did the spell even affect her?" Gil asked, confused as to how someone so powerful wasn't able to beat this on her own.

"Because she didn't have her wand," Jane answered him. "If she'd been holding that, she might have stood a chance," she lamented. Suddenly, Jane's eyes widened and practically lit up. "That's it, come on," she told the boys, turning and running into the museum, not waiting for them to keep up. Doug and Gil looked at each other, neither understanding what Jane was up to. They shrugged and began following.

They were able to catch up, and finally realized what she had in mind when she came to a stop.

"Whoa, is that the actual…?" Gil started to ask, his voice soft and in awe.

"Yeah," Doug whispered. "Fairy Godmother's wand."

The boys watched as Jane made her way over to the control panel that was next to the information display and began typing in a code.

"Jane, what are you doing?" Doug asked as he saw what she was doing.

"Getting that wand," she answered him.

"But you need to know the…," he began to plead, when suddenly he heard a loud beep and bright light and watched as a barrier that few knew was there came down, leaving the wand now accessible as it floated in the air under its spotlight. "The code, which apparently you do."

"It's the date King Beast made her officially give it up," Jane said quickly, and with a touch of sadness. She then marched her way over to the wand, and reached for it.

"Stop," Doug shouted, "You know you can't touch it."

"Why not?" Gil asked confused. "She's her daughter."

"Because she's not worthy," Doug answered him. "Remember the coronation? How it practically dragged you around cathedral?"

"I remember watching that," Gil laughed. "Sorry," he said as Jane gave him a hard stare. She didn't like being reminded that the wand had effectively decided that she wasn't fit to wield it. That despite being her mother's daughter, she'd never actually be the next Fairy Godmother. But this was a life or death situation as far as she concerned – worthiness be damned.

"That wand might be the only thing that could fix her, so worthy or not, I am going to try," she told him determined. She then turned and reached up, and came face to face with another obstacle. I hate being short, she thought as she breathed in deeply. "Gil, a little help, please," she said, looking over her shoulder at him.

Gil nodded and walked up behind her. He put his hands on her waist and lifted her off the ground. Thanks to extra height he provided, the wand was more than reachable. She raised her hand and, after a breath to steady her nerves, closed her eyes and grabbed the wand. Upon seeing her with the magical artifact, Gil set her down gently and backed off quickly. Both he and Doug then watched, bracing themselves for a reaction from the wand. They could see that Jane had a firm two handed grip on it, and it looked like she was struggling.

"You okay, Jane?" Doug asked as he saw her hands starting to shake.

Jane nodded. Please don't fight back, she thought, I really need you to save my mother. Suddenly, as if in answer to her request, the wand calmed down, and the surging of power that Jane was feeling begin to build decreased until finally, she opened her eyes and stared at the wand in her hand. It was still, and, if she didn't know any better, almost felt like it was resonating with her. "Thank you," she whispered to it. "Come on," she said to the boys, once again running off before they could react.

Once outside, the three of them came to stop in front of Fairy Godmother once again. "Okay, Mom, I hope I do this right," she prayed as she gripped the wand firmly, and waved it in front of her mother. To her dejection, nothing happened. She let out a deep sigh, and waved it again, this time adding, "Bibbidi bobbidi boo," for emphasis – and still nothing happened.

Jane heard Doug behind her let out a defeated sigh, and Gil was pacing in place, biting his nails. She felt lost, dejected, and most of all, defeated. Was this really happening, she thought. Was what I did that day that bad? She felt like crying, but then, from somewhere deep inside, a fire rose. Maybe it was anger. Maybe it determination. Maybe it was just about proving that she had moved passed the petty motivations that made her steal the wand during the coronation, but something was bubbling to the surface.

"Alright, you listen to me," she spoke aggressively toward the wand. "I get it, I screwed up that day. I was petty, and selfish, and even leading up to that, I was acting like a brat, and you rejected me. Fine. But right now, I need you to forget that and work for me. Because maybe what I'm needing from you is a little selfish, but it's my Mom I'm trying to save, not just for me, but for all of Auradon, because she might be one of the few people who can stop all this," she ranted before once again reaffirming her grip. She squared up her stance and raised the wand up by one of her shoulders, and began waving it in front of her mother.

"Bibbidi…"

The wand glowed in her hand. She waved back across a second time.

"Bobbidi…"

Bright baby blue sparkles danced across the air.

"Boo!"

Suddenly, those same bright baby blue sparkles began glowing more intensely, and started surrounding Fairy Godmother's stone form. They began to swirl around her in a mass of luminosity, before the faint sound of cracking could be heard. Jane backed away, holding the wand in front of her like a sword. Doug raised his hands to his eyes, shielding them from the onslaught of light. Gil stepped slightly forward, putting himself halfway in front of Jane. All three watched as the statue form of Jane's mother started to crack much more noticeably, fissures forming all over her before finally, in a small explosion, the sound of one massive break echoed out and the stone began to crumble to the ground, leaving only the flesh and blood form of Fairy Godmother, who stumbled as, in her mind, she was still running up the steps.

"Whoa there, Mom, slow down," Jane said to her as she did her best to catch her mother.

"Jane?" she asked, as she shook her head, trying to clear out the fog in her mind. "What's going on?" she added as she looked around and saw the broken rubble on the ground. When she saw her wand in her daughter's hand, she became concerned. "Why do you have my wand?"

"She used it to break you out," Gil smiled, holding his hand out for a high five. Jane gave him one, immediately feeling Doug hug her before she could put her arm down.

"Nice job," he congratulated.

"You used the wand? You? And it didn't fight back?" Fairy Godmother asked, still not quite believing it.

Jane shook her head. "It didn't want to work at first, but I said I needed to save you so you could try and save Auradon, and…it worked."

"Bibbidi bobbidi," Fairy Godmother gasped as she threw her arms around her daughter. I knew she'd be worthy one day, the proud mother thought. They separated, but before they could say anything else, a loud, powerful roar ripped through the silence. All four turned toward it. Fairy Godmother grabbed the wand from Jane. "Come on, we have to help," she instructed, leading the three of them away.