Hello good people? How's life? Anyway this first chapter sorta sets it up for the rest of the story. So yeah. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Sisters Grimm or any of the characters.

Chapter One

Daphne muttered to herself as she walked through the dense woods back to the Grimm House. Why do they always do this to me? She thought as she angrily made her way through the undergrowth. Daphne knew she should be quiet, but right now, she didn't care. She was mad.

As a training exercise, Sabrina, Puck, and Daphne were placed deep into the forest, and must make it back to the Grimm House in a matter of a few days. They were supposed to work as a team but, of course, Puck had annoyed Sabrina, which eventually led to Sabrina chasing Puck at a mad speed through the forest, leaving Daphne behind.

Daphne didn't mind being alone so much–she was getting annoyed by Sabrina's and Puck's constant bickering. The part that really bugged her was that Sabrina and Puck knew that they we supposed to be working as a team, and they just left her. So Daphne went on with her grumbling.

As soon as Daphne turned 10, she thought, for once, she wouldn't be treated like such a child. She wanted her ideas to as much as regarded as much as her parent's, or even Sabrina's. But her ideas were still unconsidered, and things went on as they were. This made her mad. Why should anyone say her idea's were bad? No one that's who! Daphne thought as she angrily kicked a tree but immediately regretted it, due to the pain now spreading in her foot.

She continued through the forest.

Meanwhile...

"You know, maybe this isn't such a good idea," Henry said nervously to Veronica, as he quickly glanced out of the window and then back to Veronica's eyes. She got up from the kitchen table and stood beside Henry, resting her head on his shoulder.

"They're going to be fine. You should know your daughters well enough to realize that they've been through much more difficult times. And this is just a training exercise for goodness sake! I think you should be more worried about their hair frizzing in this humid weather," Veronica replied.

Henry snorted. "Our little girls are out in the wilderness, with wild animals, with no protection, and with a smelly immature fairy, and you think I should be worried about their hair?!"

"Oh, Puck isn't that bad."

"Yes he is! I saw him chewing on his toenails! Not to mention he has googly eyes for Sabrina," Henry huffed, as he folded his arms against his chest.

"Aren't they funny? Always going on and on about how they hate each other, but not really meaning it. It's so cute!"

"No it's not. She's too young to be in a romantic relationship with anyone, especially not Puck."

"She's not in a romantic relationship with him."

"Then what's all this talk of them being 'cute'?" Henry asked with a raised eye brow.

"Well, you know, with what happens to them in the future..."

"What happens with whom in the future?"

"Uh, I didn't tell you?"

"Didn't tell me what?!"

"Well, Sabrina and were talking one day and the subject of boys came up. I asked her if she liked anybody, being the good supportive mother I am. She told me that she didn't really pay attention to boys because there was no need to. I asked her if this had to do anything with the mystery man she's married to in the future which turned her beet red. She proceeded to tell me of the man she and Daphne saw in the future. Well, she actually mumbled it after I begged her to tell me... anyways, it's Puck." Veronica finished shortly.

"WHAT?!" Henry shouted. Clearly, he did not want the fairy to be married to his eldest daughter in the future.

"You could at least be a little bit happy for them," Veronica pouted. She turned away from his shoulder and proceeded to walk out of the kitchen, Henry closely following in her wake. She walked swiftly to the front door, swinging it open and allowing just enough time for Henry to follow her before closing it. Sitting on the porch, she put her hands under her chin and looked out toward the massive forest.

"I am worried about them," she said softly after a few moments. Henry silently sat down next to his wife and wrapped his arms around her. They both looked out into the woods, wondering when their babies were coming home.

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It's getting darker, Daphne thought uneasily. She wasn't normally afraid of the dark but there was something about the fact she was in a forest alone that made her jittery. Curse those lovebirds! I wish they would just shut their yapping mouths and proclaim their love for one another already. It would make all our lives a lot easier. Well, I think it would. What would be worse–fighting Puck and Sabrina or lovey-dovey Puck and Sabrina? Daphne shrugged. She's just not very happy with either of them right now.

As she pondered her thoughts, Daphne became vaguely awarre of a rushing sound. She brushed it off, assuming it was the wind. But as the sound grew louder, she turned to see a meteor coming straight at her, it's flames reflecting in her frightened eyes. Daphne turn and ran, the only thought running through her mind now was I'm dead. I'm so dead. As the meteor hit the ground, she was flung forwards, instinctively throwing her hands in front of her to stop the impact of her fall. The noise was deafening, but she manage to bring her hands to her ears and squeeze her eyes shut. She lay still trying to take her hands off her eyes and open her eyes, but it was as if she was frozen in that position–as if the whole world had stopped.

Daphne slowly began to get up. Her dizzy head made the world look like it was swaying all around her, threatening to swallow her. She stood up straight. The woods slowly became back into focus and she started walking. Toward where the meteor was. She knew she should be looking for Sabrina and Puck, but her curiosity got the better of her. She had never seen a real meteor before.

When she reached the charred crater, she expected to see a big hunk of black rock. She was shocked to see a boy, about her age, with shaggy red hair and clothes that look like they were made of various animal furs and leaves. He was standing, looking around at his surroundings. Daphne quickly hid behind a tree by the edge of the big hole. She peeked out around it to look at the boy.

"Not really the most exotic forest, but it'll do," he said with a British accent as he began to climb out of the deep hole. As he got closer to the top, Daphne also noticed he was horribly dirty, and wore a small smirk on his lips. Is he an Everafter? He must be. I mean who else comes to Ferryport landing in a form of a meteor? Is he a good Everafter? Well, he is a kid. But Pinnochio was a kid. Sort of. Well, an adult with a kid body. So that still makes him a kid, right? Daphne's mind was in a jumble. Well, there's only one way to find out...

"Uh, hello?" Daphne said uncertainly, stepping out from behind the tree.

The boy, startled when she had popped out from behind the tree, fell back down into the crater. The tumble down the hole had somehow made him even dirtier than before, although Daphne was not surprised to see the smirk on his face change to a scowl.

"WHO THE HECK ARE YOU?!" he shouted up at her.

"I should be asking you that," Daphne replied angrily. "You almost killed me with your little meteor stunt."

"Hey it's not my fault you were in range!" The boy's anger slowly turned to confusion. "How could you have been in range? I thought I made sure nobody was close to the drop site... Oh well, that doesn't matter anyway." He then proceeded to reach into one of his many random animal-hide pockets and take out a small glass vile, filled with pink powder and capped with a cork. Forgetful dust, Daphne realized with a start. She started to panic. She wanted to find out more about this strange boy, not forget all about him. He started to climb back up to the top of the crater.

Daphne backed into the tree, where she could still see the boy but could also make a run for it if necessary. She felt something poke into her back. Stupid branch... She reached behind to remove the pesky stick. When she touched it, she felt the immediate tingle of magic. My wand! It was in my pocket all this time! How did I forget I had my wand?! She brought it out in front of her and inspected it of any damage, and then carefully approached the small cliff. She saw that the boy was almost to the top, the small vile still clutched in his hand. Without giving him a chance to react, Daphne raised the wand and muttered "Gimme some water." The boy was sent right back down the slope, somersaulting through the ashy mud. He spit out some mud, and then looked up at Daphne's smug smile with an astonished look on his face.

"Who are you?" he asked breathlessly.

"Daphne Grimm," she replied, keeping her wand pointed at the strange boy. "And you?"

"Peter... Peter Pan."

A/N: Before you go all "Oh this is gonna be one of those stories where Peter tries to steal Sabrina away from Puck and blahblahblah" I am going a completely different way with this story. Sorry about the stern-ness. Anyhoo I would appreciate if ya coulld review! I like all types of reviews--fat ones, skinny ones, supportive ones, random ones, cheesey ones, constructive criticism, etc. But if u don't like it--tell me why! ^.^ Peace and pickle grease!