This is dedicated to my sister, who fell unconscious today. You guys... Don't take anyone for granted. Thank God for every little thing, and every person, whether she/he is your enemy, your spouse, or whatever. So be thankful for every little moment that you spend time with them, whether it changed your life, or if it's just another everyday thing.

So, I'll stop rambling now. I hope you like this. I hope they're not ooc or something. Reviews? And a beta? Please.

Disclaimer: What is the point of this? The song that Puck sings is Just As I Am by Air Supply.


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Dream

(The one where Puck interrupts)

The moment she saw them move her heart raced.

"We did it, we did it," gasped Daphne, stealing the words from her mouth. Her hand grabbed blindly at the air, searched for something to grab. Finally, she clasped a rough hand, barely larger than her own.

Sabrina slowly turned to face the owner of the hand. Puck looked at her, his smile hopeful and reassuring at the same time. Everyone in the room seemed to hold their breath as the two bodies on the bed shifted.

The first to get up was the female, the one on the right. A carbon copy of Daphne, from the hair to the ski slope nose. She looked around in amazement and confusion.

"Mom?" asked Daphne hesitantly. The woman's eyes focused on the eleven year old girl, and then on Sabrina, and quickly swooped over the other few people in the room. By then the other person had gotten up, Henry. Sabrina held the fairy boy's hand tighter, and felt him responding by rubbing his thumb on her hand.

"Sabrina? Daphne?" The two sisters nodded. Their father looked at his wife with a confused expression on his face. "But you can't be. Daphne is a little girl. And Sabrina…." The man trailed off. Veronica brushed off his silence and helped herself and her husband off the bed. Slowly, but surely, they staggered toward the cluster of people surrounding the bed.

"Henry your awake!" cried Granny Relda, as if she just noticed that. The man looked at her with a blank expression on his face until he spotted the tears rolling down her wrinkled cheek. His cold demeanor melted, and afterward he hugged the short woman.

Sabrina's eyes were still on her mother. She gradually, almost regrettably, let go off Puck's hand, and reached out to her parent, running, until she was enveloped by her loving embrace, her sister by her side.

Like a dream. She smiled at Granny's incoherent ramblings and the soothing voice of her parents that she hadn't heard in four years.

Like a dream


Sabrina pulled Puck aside. The family was catching up with mugs of hot cocoa and Granny's infamous Hawaiian pineapple cookies, and was too caught up with one another to notice the pair sneak off. Puck looked at her with a mischievous but perplexed expression. Sabrina shuffled her feet awkwardly.

"Hey, um… Thanks for helping me revive them, and, you know, stuff. " Them being her parents. She said it like a question, not a statement. Puck snickered sadisticly at her tumbling words. Prepare for eternal bragging thought Sabrina. "So, Thanks. Bye."

She turned around, but stopped when she felt his hand tug at hers. Sabrina faced him and looked at the Everafter expectantly. She got ready to punch him if he bragged, her fist hidden behind her back. He smiled at her, not letting go of her hand. His smile looked like he was teasing her.

"Hey. Don't mention it. But don't expect me to help you or be nice to you again," he warned her. He hesitated for second, then said, "I'm serious. Don't mention it."

Sabrina shook her head, looking at him with an annoyed but amused expression on her face.

"You're annoying, you know that?" she snapped. Puck smiled catishly.

"You've been saying that since the day you've met me. Love me, baby. Just as I am, just as I am," he sang.

Sabrina ignored the way he couldn't hold a note, held his forearm with her free hand, and leaned forward. Puck chuckled, and the girl noted that his voice had gotten deeper. He leaned forward too, apparently getting the message.

"At least I won't be nice to you again after a few minutes."

Sabrina could count every eyelash, the flecks of gold in his eyes, the number of light freckles-

"Wake up Grimm! The old lady is holding a family meeting and wants you down, pronto!" screamed a voice.

Sabrina peeled her eyes open, and soon found herself facing a parrot. The parrot huffed, and then flew out the door. She saw the shadow of the parrot transform into one that of a boy.

She sighed. Too good to be true.