Disclaimer: I don't own The Sisters Grimm Series or any of its lovely characters, that honor goes to the one and only Michael Buckley
AN: Okay! New story! Whooo- anybody who has read We are one and its sequel, Severed Chains, I'm so sorry I'll probably post an ending to that story soon but it's been over a year since I've even thought about that story and I'd be a really bad writer if I posted more to that story without actually having any inspiration to write for it- I hope you enjoy this one! Thanks!
There was a quiet, steady tapping at the window. Sabrina could almost make believe that it wasn't there. She could turn away from the glass and close her eyes just to ignore the chill she felt underneath her skin. The wind rushed past the screen and made the air whistle as it passed. Her heartbeat jumped as the tapping suddenly stopped. It had been ten days since the tapping had started; ten days of a steady tap, tap, tap from midnight to five in the morning. At first she thought it was Puck messing with her, but the annoying fairy boy wasn't at the window when she had drawn back the shades and the noise hadn't stopped. She'd fairy proofed her window from an iron rod blocking the glass to a camera tapped to the outside of the house. Puck wasn't responsible, and from the camera's video recording, nobody was. She had barely gotten a lick of sleep for over a week now, but within those ten days the tapping had never stopped before five in the morning; it had never even skipped a beat.
Cautiously Sabrina sat up and turned towards the window, there was nothing there as per usual. Slowly, she tossed back her covers and tip toed to the window, her toes carelessly finding the boards that wouldn't dare creek under her weight. She was the queen of sneaks after all. Sabrina flattened her back against the wall besides her window, she could feel a soft draft sweep over her, bringing goose bumps prickling to her skin as she stared in horror as the window inched upwards. The fall air pinned her to the wall as she watched the once locked window open on its own. She wanted to scream, she wanted to yell for Daphne to wake up, she wanted to run, but Sabrina couldn't breathe. After years of living among Everafters, she had never once encountered an actual ghost (well other than in New York, but Oberon wasn't exactly invisible then). Fear filled the elder Grimm sister's veins as she found the will to back up from the window. She back paddled towards her bed, her eyes glued to the rising window the whole time. Grabbing Daphne's shoulder she shook it violently, praying that her sister would wake up without the smell of food for once.
"Daphne! Come on!" Sabrina whispered urgently, the window kept rising. "Daphne, Elvis got into the sausage!" The little girl bolted upright so fast that it made Sabrina dizzy.
"What!? Sabrina we have to…" her voice trailed off as she watched the window rise through phantom hands. "Umm, Elvis's gas has never done that before."
Sabrina felt her sister's hands wrap around her arm, she could feel Daphne shaking. "Listen, on my go we run to Granny's room, got it?" Daphne tugged lightly on her arm. "Go!"
The sisters took off sprinting to Granny Relda's room. Sabrina could feel her heart racing in her throat.
"Granny! Granny!" Daphne pounced on her grandmother's bed and quickly slid under the covers as close to her granny as she could get. Immediately Relda woke and grabbed for her axe.
"What's wrong leiblings? Where's Puck?" Granny Relda questioned, rising from her bed with her hair curlers dangling limply from her head. Her thick German accent helped Sabrina calm down and she felt her heart begin to steady.
"The window, in our room, it opened on its own. It's not Puck." Sabrina gasped, not being able to steady her breath quite yet. A curious frown took over Granny Relda's face and carefully she padded towards the girls' room. Sabrina moved into the hallway, watching her grandmother enter the room with her axe ready. Moments later, Granny Relda popped her head out of the room and stared at her granddaughter.
"What's wrong?" Sabrina started to walk towards the room.
"Sabrina, the window is closed, it's even locked. Maybe you were having a bad dream." Granny Relda put a confronting hand on her shoulder, but Sabrina tensed as she saw the window, closed, locked, and not a sound haunting the surface of the glass.
"Granny it opened, I saw it! Ask Daphne!" Sabrina's pulse began to rise again as she looked at her granny with pleading eyes.
"What's with all the yelling, Ugly? Royalty needs beauty sleep." Puck stood in the doorframe of the room, Kraven the deceiver stuffed under his arm. Sabrina spun on him, ready to yell at him for somehow getting past the camera and pulling the stunt when she saw Kraven. She raised an eyebrow and stared at the unicorn as Puck rubbed his eyes. He looked at her and his eyes widened as he stuffed Kraven into his shirt. Sabrina shook her head.
"How did you do it, dog breath?" Sabrina sneered.
"Do what? You were the one who disturbed my precious sleep." Puck cocked his head to the side and it ticked Sabrina off.
"Ten nights, fairy boy! I haven't been able to sleep! What, do you send one of your pixies to do it or something? It's not funny! Would it kill you to just stop messing with me for once? I've had enough!" She spat, jabbing the fairy in the chest with every fifth word. Her face was growing hot and she could feel herself shaking from the fear, anger, and her lack of sleep. Puck had uncrossed his arms and he stared incredulously at the blonde girl glowering up at him.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Grimm. My pixies are all in my room, they only act upon my command." Puck defended, he grabbed her finger and lifted it off his chest.
"Sabrina, I don't think Puck is responsible this time. What do you mean by ten nights? What has been going on, leibling?" Granny placed her hand back on Sabrina's shoulder and turned her around.
"It has to be him, what else would do that?" Sabrina exclaimed. She turned to the window just as a silent tap, tap, tap broke the silence.