Hi everyone ! I wrote another story about our favorite trio. Takes place after the game, Ciri is a witcher, Geralt and Yen are married and settled down in Corvo Bianco. First chapter is a little bit short, but the next chapters will be longer. Bear with me.

I had a lot of fun writing this, and I hope you're having a lot of fun reading this. Enjoy !

'Home. I'm home.'

She could just use a portal, but she felt like riding instead. Besides, she didn't want to startle the staffs working there by opening a portal and popped out of nowhere. And she loved riding her horse. Her new horse, which she also named Kelpie. She loved the views in Toussaint. And she loved seeing Corvo Bianco in sight after a long day travel. Then, she would ride on full-speed to reach home.

She lead her horse straight to the stable and put Kelpie besides Roach. She was about to get down when she heard a familiar voice shouting her name.

"CIRIIII….!"

Ciri smirked and quickly hopped down the horse. She would recognize that voice anywhere. She turned around and-

Someone crashed into her, hands wrapped around her, embracing her in a tight hug. She could smell the familiar scent of lilac and gooseberries.

"Mother !" Ciri embraced her just as tight. "I'm home !"

"You are." Yennefer let go of the hug, touched her face with both of her hands and kissed her forehead. "Welcome home, my pretty ugly one. My, you've grown so beautifully. I missed you."

Ciri laughed. "You said that every time you see me. I missed you terribly."

"Are you well ?" Yennefer asked as she began checking for cuts in her face and hands, "Did you-" but Ciri stopped her.

"Mother, I'm fine, don't worry." Ciri chuckled. She took her mother hand and kissed it. It's a habit she had picked up during their reunion in Kaer Morhen. "How are you ?" Ciri studied her mother. She was still a little thin, but she seemed healthy. Ciri had grown a little bit taller than her mother.

"I'm well, my daughter." Yennefer smiled, gently squeezing Ciri's hand.

Then, Geralt appeared.

"Ciri."

"Geralt ! I missed you !" She gave him a tight hug.

"Missed you too, kid. How's the path going ?" Ciri felt him ruffling her hair.

"It's going well. Killed some wyverns before I came to Toussaint." Ciri picked up her belongings, "I'll tell you about my journey over lunch, I'm famished."

Yennefer chuckled. "I'm sure you are. Marlene cooked your favorite meals, let's head inside."

Lunch was marvelous. There were all kinds of delicious foods, roasted beef, grilled fish, soup, fruits, milk, apple juices, etc. And of course, since Ciri was home and good foods were laid right in front of her, she ate as much as she could.

After they finished eating, they did a lot of catching up, then it was mostly Ciri talking about things that happened during the path.

"-Oh, that reminds me. Mother, do you still have your alchemy journal you showed me back then ? The one with various potions ingredients and your hand-drawn pictures in it ?"

"I believe I still have it. I think I stored it in the alchemy room, inside the wine cellar below. Why do you ask ? Do you need it ?"

"Yeah, I actually need it and was hoping if I could borrow it, if you don't mind."

"Sure you can have it, I'll give it to you. Let's head down to the alchemy room."

They entered the wine cellar and headed to the alchemy room, the 'secret' room that Geralt and BB had discovered after cleaning the wine cellar after Geralt had slain the Bruxa.

"I remember putting the book inside one of those storage boxes over there. It's going to take a few minutes to find it." Yennefer said as she walked toward the boxes.

"It's alright, take your time."

Ciri walked to the huge shelf containing potions.

"Wow, there are so many potions here. Did you make them all ?"

"Most of them. Some of them are Geralt's."

Ciri saw the rows of green and dark green potions that filled half of the shelf. Healing potions, she recognized. "Why so many healing potions ?"

"Well, since I only know basic healing spells and Geralt tends to ran into some dangerous creatures back then, so I thought I should stock them up. Take some of them when you're going back on the path. I made those potions, it will instantly heal your all your wounds and restore your stamina. I'm sure it will be of use."

"Alright. Of course it will be. Thank you, mother. I'll take some later." She gave her a grateful smile. Yennefer smiled back.

Ciri saw some other familiar potions. Witcher potions. 'Must be Geralt's.'

Then, she saw a suspicious-looking potion at the far-end of the shelf. She took it, studying the potion. Sky-blue colored, thick liquid, and… she saw something like glitters, moving around the liquid. The glitters looks.. alive ? Is it magic ?

"Ah, found it. Here it is, Ciri." Yennefer gave her the alchemy book.

"Thank you, mother." She took the book with her right hand, left hand holding the potion. "What potion is this ? It looks.. suspicious."

Yennefer took the potion from her hand. "…Indeed it is. I don't remember bringing this and it's definitely not Geralt's. Maybe it belongs to the previous owner of this house. But…"

Holding the bottle on her hand, Yennefer walked to the table in the middle of the room. Then, she opened the bottle.

"Uh, mother ? Are you sure it's safe ?"

"..It's strange. The glitters moving around the liquid, I think it's magic. I've never seen anything like this."

Ciri was about to take a step forward but Yennefer stopped her. "Step back Ciri, this potion could be dangerous."

"Then what are you doing over there with that potion ? Just put the bottle back where it belonged. Or maybe ask BB-"

Then, the potion in Yennefer's hand evaporated into the air, creating some thin clouds around Yennefer's head. Then, it glowed really bright, almost blinding it hurts her eyes.

Ciri squinted. "Uh, mother, I think you should close the bottle-"

And BANG!

It exploded.

Ciri shrieked and was thrown back a few steps by the force. She opened her eyes, the table in front of Yennefer was thrown and turned over, some of the potions on the shelf have fallen and shattered on the floor.

'Shit. Next time I see some suspicious potions, I'll just pretend I didn't see it.'

"Mummy ?"

No answer. Ciri's getting worried.

Then, she saw Yennefer's shoe behind the fallen table.

"Mother ! Are you-"

Behind the fallen table, she saw Yennefer's dress. On the floor.

With a little child inside it.

The child was unconscious, laying on her stomach. Her hair covering her face.

'What the f-, did my mother just turned into a child ?!'

Ciri stepped towards the child, crouching down so she can get a better look.

"Umm.. Mother ?" Ciri put some of the kid hair behind her ear to get a better look on her face.

'…Alright this is definitely her. I mean, of course it's her ! Just.. way much younger and smaller than she's supposed to be.. Shit, what do I do ?'

Then, she heard heavy footstep running towards the room.

"Ciri ! Yen ! What happened, I heard an explosion-"

"Geralt ! Come over here !" She rose to her feet and took a step back.

He ran towards her. She pointed at the unconscious child in front of her.

Geralt's jaw dropped.

"What the- what happened ?! Is that-"

"It's her. One second she was holding this suspicious potion I found on the shelf, and the next second it glowed really really bright and then it exploded ! And.. she.. somehow shrunk ?" Ciri replied.

Geralt gave Ciri a look.

"Totally not my fault ! Blame the potion ! I told her to leave the potion alone ! " Ciri said dramatically as she held up her hands defensely

"Shit." Geralt was pacing. "We need to-"

"Ssshh Geralt, stop moving. Look, she's waking up !"

Ciri crouched down in front of the child. Yennefer blinked a few times, then sat up. She stared at Ciri, then at Geralt. Then back at Ciri.

Ciri had no idea if only Yennefer's body shrunk or if Yennefer really transformed back into when she was a kid along with her memory. She didn't want to scare her, so she didn't dare to pick the child up just yet. No child will be comfortable with two strangers in unfamiliar place.

"Are you okay..?" Ciri offered her hand.

Yennefer quickly stood up and took a few steps back, frantically looking around.

'Great.'

"I- I-.. Where am I ? Who are you ?"

Ciri stood up. "It's- It's okay. You're safe, mo-Yennefer. Do you remember-"

Yennefer quickly shook her head. "No, please.. I didn't do anything bad ! How did I get here?"

"No, of course you didn't do anything bad." except opening a bottle of a suspicious potion. Ciri looked at Geralt. "Geralt, help me !"

"I- shit." Geralt took a step forward. "Yen-"

Yennefer's eyes widen at the sight of Geralt. She took more steps behind, almost tripping her oversized dress, until her back hit the wall,

Geralt looked back at Ciri. He whispered, "I think she's scared of me… She's so tiny and I bet I look like an ogre with bright, scary eyes to her… And I have zero experience with toddlers."

Ciri facepalmed. "What makes you think I have any experience with toddlers ? I have absolutely no idea of how-"

"… Can I go home ?" Yennefer looked down at her dress. "And have my clothes back..? I- I don't remember putting this on… Or how I got here.."

"Y-yeah, of course. Come on, I'm sure you want to change into something more comfortable." Ciri stepped forward and smilled. "And I have an apple juice. Do you like apple juice ?"

"I-… Yes, I like apple juice.. "

"Great !" Ciri smiled and offered her hand. "So, are you coming with me ?"

"How do I know that you're not an evil sorceress ? You could be lying."

Ciri laughed. "Do I look like an evil sorceress ?"

Yennefer stared at her. Then, she slowly shook her head. "…no. But just because you don't look evil, doesn't mean you're not evil."

"Well.. You got a point. Guess you just need to trust me, then."

Yennefer didn't answer, she was staring into Ciri's eyes, studying her face. Then, finally, the girl spoke. "Okay. I think I trust you."

Ciri smiled. Though, the child didn't take Ciri's hand, so Ciri reached out to take Yennefer's hand. Ciri noticed Yennefer flinched, but she didn't pull away. "Good. I'm going to pick you up, okay ? It will be difficult for you to walk in an oversized dress like this."

Yennefer nodded slowly. Ciri picked her up. "How old are you ?"

"I'm five."

"Alright." Ciri flashed her a smile. "Let's go upstairs, to our house." Geralt following behind.

They stepped out of the wine cellar, climbed the stairs towards their house, and went inside.

"There you are, master witcher. I-" BB was staring at Yennefer. He looked somehow confused. "Uh, hello there. Who is-"

"Later, BB." Geralt said dismissively, and followed Ciri upstairs.

Ciri put Yennefer down when they reached Ciri's room upstairs. Geralt stood near the stairs. "Well, Yennefer, this my room. Um, wait here for a moment, okay ? I need to speak to Geralt real quick."

"Geralt ?"

"O-oh ! How silly of me, I haven't introduced myself, right ? So, that white-haired guy who is standing behind me is Geralt- Geralt say hi-"

Geralt waved his hand. "Hi.. Uh, nice to meet you, Yen. I'm Geralt." Geralt spoke softly.

Ciri continued, "-He's my father. And my name is Ciri."

"I'm Yennefer. But you know that already. How did you know my name ?"

"Uhm, well, you see, uh-" 'think, Ciri, think !' "…You remember when I told you that I'm a sorceress ? Well, sorceress is smart and powerful, and I have magic, so I can tell your name with my magic. It's cool, right ?"

"Umm… okay." Yennefer didn't look convinced, but she didn't push.

Ciri reached out to ruffle Yennefer's hair, but the child flinched, taking a step back. Ciri's hand froze mid-air for a second. 'What's with her ? I have never seen my mother flinching from anything.' But she quickly dismissed her thought. She gave Yennefer a reassuring smile and ruffled her hair.

"Good girl. Wait here, alright ? I won't be long, I promise."

Then, Ciri pulled Geralt downstairs. "Okay. Here's what we're gonna do. You have to speak to BB and Marlene and tell them what happened. Also, could you maybe ask BB to get some clothes for Yennefer at the market ? I will try to shrink her current dress but I don't know if it will work. And tell her to make some apple juices, I have a feeling we're gonna need it a lot."

"Okay. Yeah I can do that. Uh, and I was thinking, should we find an antidote or another potion to turn her back into normal ?"

"Well, yeah, maybe we should. But for now, clothes and apple juices, please."

"Alright. Okay. If you need anything, I'll be outside. Uh, with Roach."

"Okay, thanks. I'm going back to Yennefer. Bye !" She dashed back upstairs.

Yennefer was staring at the mirror, her back facing Ciri.

Ciri hugged her from behind, but Yennefer jumped. Ciri pulled her hands back. "Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you."

"… It's okay."

"Alright, so I'm going to perform a magic trick ! I will try to shrink your dress so you can get more comfortable. Are you excited to see my magic trick ?"

Yennefer blinked. "…It's your first time doing this, isn't it ?"

"Uh, well.."

"You said you will TRY, so that means you've never done this before. And you sound a little nervous." Yennefer pointed out.

"You're really observant for a five years-old, you know that ? Well, but I will succeed, nevertheless. Come here."

'Uh, okay, I obviously didn't know any spells to shrink clothes, but not all magic required a spell, right ? I've seen mother doing simple magic with a flick of her fingers. Focus, Ciri. Focus.'

She closed her eyes, her right hand out-stretched. She pictured Yennefer's dress on her mind, then she imagined the feel of the fabrics. She pictured the dress shrinking, and shrinking, and shrinking until it it fits Yennefer's body perfectly. She felt her magic working, her fingers tingling, and-

She heard Yennefer's gasp. Ciri opened her eyes. The dress fit Yennefer nicely. Ciri smiled proudly.

"See ? I told you I can do it."

Now that the dress fit her well and she's calmed down, Ciri can have a better look on Yennefer. She's a little bit too thin for a five year old. Her curly black hair reached just below her shoulder.

She's.. tiny. Never in her life she thought she would see her mother as a child. Little Yennefer.

'Little Yennefer… sounds adorable.'

Then, she studied Yennefer's posture.

She noticed that Yennefer's left shoulder was somehow higher that her right shoulder. And there's a lump at her back. Which looked like… a hunchback..?

'huh.. that's new..'

"Thank you, um.. Lady Ciri."

"You're welcome ! And you can just call me Ciri, okay ?"

Yennefer nodded. "…Okay. Thank you, Ciri." The little girl flashed a smile. "Can I go home now ?"

'Shit.' Ciri thought as she scratched the back of her head.

"Uh, well, about that.. Do you- do you mind staying here for a few days ?"

Yennefer blinked. "But.. why ?"

"You see.. Um, your parents.. are currently away.. on business trip."

"My mother doesn't work and my father sells pigs for a living, why would they go on a business trip ?"

'Double shit.'

"Pigs.. Um, pigs business..? With some.. noblemen.. somewhere far.." Ciri mentally slapped herself. 'REALLY ?! Pig business ?! That sounds stupid !'

Yennefer didn't look convinced. In fact, she looked confused.

"… You don't sound so sure yourself."

"I- I am !" Ciri tried to be convincing. Ciri cleared her throat. "Anyway, we're supposed to look after you for a few days."

"Um.. Well, I guess.. It's not like I can go anywhere.."

Ciri let out a breath of relief and flashed her a smile. "Great ! Don't worry, I promise you're in good hands."

Ciri took the hairbrush from the dresser. "Come, sit down." Ciri sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the mirror. "I will brush your hair."

"I can do it ! My mother said I should brush my own hair since I'm a big, independent girl."

"Well, your mother isn't here and I want to brush your hair. Will you let me, little one ?"

Little Yennefer didn't say anything at first. Then, she nodded. "…Okay. If that's what you want."

Ciri smiled. She pulled Yennefer down to sit in front of her, right in the middle of her crossed-legs. She began brushing her hair. So, this is how it felt to be the one brushing Little Yennefer's hair. She remembered those times when Yennefer brushed her hair. Back in Ellander. Then here in Corvo Bianco. Even though Ciri's a grown woman now, mother always insisted to brush her hair whenever she came home. She loved it, though. Made her feel like a little kid again. She loved doing things like these with her mother. She loved being her daughter.

"You see, my mother always brush my hair whenever I'm home."

"Really ?" Little Yennefer was staring at her from the mirror.

"Yeah, she also dressed me up with some beautiful outfit. And she spoils me a lot."

"Did she taught you magic too ?"

"She did. She taught me a lot of things."

"Your mother sounds nice."

"She is. The best mother I can ask for."

"I wish my mother was like that."

"Well, you have me now."

"But you're not my mommy." Little Yennefer chuckled. "I've never seen anyone with your hair color."

"Do you like my hair ?"

Little Yennefer nodded. "It's pretty ! I want to be pretty like you when I grow up !"

Ciri laughed. She had this exact conversation with her mother back in Ellander. "Well, you're already pretty, and you'll be really, really pretty when you grow up." Ciri looked at Little Yennefer in the mirror. Now her hair is properly combed. Ciri was satisfied with her work.

"How do you know ?" Little Yennefer turned back, facing Ciri.

Ciri smiled and looked her in the eyes. "Because I know you will." She gave Little Yennefer a soft, gentle kiss on the forehead, like how her mother did to her countless time.

"Now come on, time to get you some apple juices !"