Sabrina Grimm has the awful habit of pushing people away. Maybe not all at once, but slowly she removes herself from the lives of those she loves. There's no real reason for it, I suppose she just never wanted to be around when they got bored of her.

The first person she pushed away was her grandmother. She never seemed to figure out why. Her calls became less frequent, and she rarely visited that town. In the next years Sabrina learned she rather missed her granny, her cooking, her soft words, she missed her everything.

The next was Uncle Jake (and by relation Puck too)

It was harder to push them away because of their already rare conversations. But she made less and less effort to ever contact them at all. Sabrina missed the midnight coffees they'd share, and the ridiculous conversations and jokes. Hell, she even missed being pranked every once in a while.

Next was her parents and Basil. She just supposed they didn't need her anymore, they had Basil to raise. She calls them every holiday still, but she never comes around to celebrate. She misses their hugs, their smiles, and well she missed their everything too.

The last person she pushed away was Daphne. Now that is truly hard to believe, I know. The once inseparable Grimm sisters haven't talked in well over a year and a half, and that phone call was more to assure they both were still living. Sabrina missed Daphne's joy, her laugh, even the ridiculous made up words. She missed Daphne.

So Sabrina shoved herself into her work, she was climbing the ladder rapidly. She soon became the best Everafter lawyer in New York, at only 27 years Old! That's where she was now, work, though it was 8 O'clock at night. There was this case she was struggling to get her head around. Sighing she gave up and put the papers back in their file, shoved it in her bag, put on her coat, turned off the singular light, and walked out. The air was bitingly cold as it was the middle of the winter. She walked to her car and drove along the icy roads.

Her apartment was clean, and a bit sparsely decorated. Her living room was just a couch, tv, small table, and a desk for the projects she brought home. Pulling the file out she slammed it on the desk.

Screw it she thought it's my day, I shouldn't be working

Something I forgot to mention, today was Sabrina Grimms 28th birthday.

By now she had gotten used to spending it alone. She peels herself out of her tight work attire and into faded grey sweatpants and a t-shirt. Sabrina was just getting settled, having just finished making herself a hot chocolate, when the doorbell rang. An unfamiliar sound, she can't even remember the last time she had visitors. She opened the door, and standing there in all his glory, was the fairy boy himself.

"What are you doing here?" She asked weakly, unsure of what news he must be bringing her.

"Well its your birthday isn't it?" He had the same smirk as always plastered on his face. He was older now, probably about the same age as her.

"Yes, but that doesn't explain why you're here." She said locking eyes with him, getting some of her fire back. He pushed past her looking around her apartment. He whistled then looked back at her.

"Why are you here?" She asked again. His smirk fell, ever so slightly.

"It's your birthday, I thought I'd come say hello."

"Well you've said it, now it's time to say goodbye."

He gave her puppy dog eyes.

"Throwing me out so soon? How terribly sad Grimm." He looked around again. "I thought I'd hang for a while."

She glared at him , "I'm not in the mood." She said, "I'd rather be alone."

"Why?" He asked, all traces of his smirk gone. "Don't you remember when you were younger, you always wanted to have your family around you. They were your everything."

She only looked down, almost ashamed.

"Tell me why Sabrina. Why do you insist on being alone?"

"I'm not alone." Sabrina said, though her voice was barely more than a whisper.

"Yes you are," he suddenly sounded, angry? "You alienated everyone you loved. And now? You're all alone."

She shook her head, "Get out."

He walked to the door, his eyes burning holes into her. "We are all at your parents, if you want to come around. Goodbye Grimm." Puck said, and disappeared out of sight.

She made her way to the couch, right about where Puck was standing. And hidden from view was a box, colourfully wrapped in paper that said "Happy Birthday" all over it in different colours. Her breath hitched. No, Sabrina was not going to cry, not over a stupid present

On the note read

It's from all of us. Is Pucks Messy writing.

She sat down on the couch. She hadn't heard from any of them in months. Some of them had been years. Should she open it?

Yes

No

Yes

No

Just hurry up and do it

Oh don't you dare.

Thoughts jumped back and forth through Sabrina's head, and before she could chicken out, she grabbed it and ripped of part of the paper. The box was brown and cardboard and inside was, more boxes? On top was a letter, well not exactly it was a paper, with names and phone numbers and details about their jobs and cars and clothes and everything. There was a name for everyone, even Granny Relda. Sabrina smiled, she swore that woman was going to outlive them all. A tear rolled down her cheek, and another, and another. She put the paper down on her table and reached for a box. The top read From Uncle J the box was simple, small, and light. She took the top off and inside was one of the most gorgeous rings she'd ever seen. It had a gold band but a purple stone set in the centre. she smiled and slipped it on her index finger, it fit perfectly.

The next box read FROM BASIL the box was blue, her favourite. The box was slightly larger than the last. Inside was a pair of dark tinted sunglasses. There was a tag on them, written by Basil to hide the identity of the one, the only, Queen of Sneaks. She laughed, she didn't even remember telling him those stories.

The next one was labeled With love, Mom and Dad. The surface of the box was large, but had very little depth. She took off the lid, and a sob escaped her throat. Inside was Sabrina's favourite childhood book. Wherever you go, my love will find you. She sobbed for a few minutes. Before flipping through and rereading the book.

The box marked Granny Relda simply included a journal, not a Grimm diary, but a journal. There was a tag on this one too, it read: I know how busy you are liebling, hopefully this will be of use.

She flipped through it, pages and pages of ruled paper. Granny always was one for practical gifts.

The next one was labeled Love Daphne in a large loopy script. The box wasn't all that large but inside it was a book, labeled The Tale of The Beautiful, Wonderful, Courageous, Brave, And Talented Grimm Sisters. Indeed the book was of them and their lives thoughout the years. She smiled as she flipped to a page and just read the words.

Ferrets! Like a MILLION FERRETS!

Sabrina decided she would read the book later, when she was at less of a risk of staining the pages with the tears that were rapidly falling down Sabrina's cheeks.

The last box was green and in huge bold letters was written THE TRICKSTER KING with a very badly drawn crown beside it. She opened the box away from her face, afraid of any goo that might fly out. But inside was a box of green hair dye, scribbled in it was: do it for me this time, will ya? She laughed, and underneath it was a pressed flower. It had a note that said, the flowers from the woods, right around my glorious trash throne. LONG LIVE THE TRICKSTER KING. She laughed and looked at all that was around her,should she? She couldn't. There's no way. But maybe... that's it she was going to do it. And now, before she lost her Mojo. Sabrina dried her tears, changed into a pair of jeans and a sweater, and left her house.

Driving was hard, partially due to the darkness, partially due to the silver lining her eyes.

A familiar house came into view, though it's not one she saw recently, she'd know it anywhere. She pulled up, and walked to the door. She knocked and waited. And when her father opened the door, well she barely had time so say hello before she was pulled into a bone shattering hug.

She was home.

A/N- Alright first of all I didn't proofread this so sorry for any mistakes.

Secondly I should probably put the disclaimer that none of these characters are mine

Thirdly this was based off a quote I saw that was 'You alienated everyone you loved. And now? You're alone'

Lastly I might make a part 2 I might not, let me know if you would like to see that.

Note: I'm a new writer so it might have been horrible idk.