Remembering
Pairing: Sabrina/Puck
Setting: After the conclusion of "Council of Mirrors"
Summary: SPOILER ALERT FOR COUNCIL OF MIRRORS! As their daughters grow older, Puck and Sabrina discuss the challenges ahead of them and reminisce about the challenges they've already faced together.
Chapter 1: Welcome Home
Sabrina Grimm sat at the kitchen table with a cup of steaming coffee in one hand as she waited for her husband, the "Trickster" King of Faerie, to return home from his day at the castle he called an office. Sabrina had been expecting this day for almost fifteen years. In fact, the only surprise was that it had taken so long for her daughters' fairy heritage to make itself manifest to them.
She thought she had been prepared. She thought she had known exactly what she would tell them. It was going to be a wonderful bonding experience between mother and daughters. They would have gone to Faerie where they would see Puck as the King of Faerie and then, they would have traveled as a family to Ferryport Landing where they would have seen Daphne's home, the renovated Grimm family home where Granny Relda had taken Sabrina and Daphne all those years before, and Daphne would have revealed the now-organized family journals, and the children would have turned the pages of history in awe of the world that had opened up for them. She and Puck would have been beaming with pride at their daughters' acceptance of their heritage—a remarkable blend of Grimm history and Ever After magic.
But when Alison had asked her that simple question, "What am I?", the words had escaped her, and she had simply uttered those hilariously inadequate words, "You're a fairy princess."
Puck would never let her live that down, she thought with a chuckle to herself. How many times had she tried to convince herself that those words would never fall from her lips? How many times as a child had she prayed that she could leave Ferryport Landing and never again hear anything about those dreaded fairy tales? How many times had she hoped that she could forget that Ever Afters existed? It served her right that after her hopelessly unrealistic dream where her daughters would accept their heritage without a second thought the only words she would find when faced with her daughter's pink fairy wings were to call her a fairy princess.
Of course, that was exactly what she was. As the daughter of the King of Faerie, she was heir to the throne—with all the attendant privileges and challenges. Sabrina and Puck had insisted that there would be no arranged marriages, but that had been the only difference that they had been able to insist upon when faced with the expectations of the citizens of Faerie.
The daughter of Veronica Grimm, the first champion of Ever After rights in New York City after Ferryport Landing was settled, was the only human who could even remotely be considered as a candidate for Queen of Faerie. Faerie was, after all, ruled by fairies, and even Sabrina Grimm could not claim such a heritage. On the other hand, the last arranged marriage that Faerie had seen had ended in the murder of several fairies, including the Oberon, King of Faerie and Puck's father. Seeing as the murder had been committed by Moth, the very fairy that Puck had refused to wed, the kingdom of Faerie (and indeed Titania, Puck's mother) had been far more forgiving of the fairy-Grimm marriage.
But despite the fact that they had received blessings from his family as well as her own when they had chosen to wed, their union had not been without challenges.
Before her thoughts could go any further, Sabrina heard the back door open and she knew instinctively that her husband had returned from work.
"I'm home!" Puck's voice reverberated off the hardwood floors of the apartment and sounded louder than it really was. He dropped a briefcase by the door as he walked toward where Sabrina sat at the kitchen table. He leaned over her chair and grinned as he pulled the blond strands of hair from her face. "Hey, Stinkface," he said with a teasing smile as he brushed his lips against her cheek in a gentle kiss. "How was your day?"
Sabrina's lips twitched in amusement. "You and I need to talk, and then we need to go upstairs and talk to our daughters."
He raised an interested eyebrow as he sat down beside her. "Oh?"
She nodded. "Alison got her fairy wings today."
The amusement danced on Puck's face like fireworks lighting up the blackest night. "Her wings, huh? I knew it! Any day, I said, didn't I? I said it would be any day."
"You've been saying that since the day she was born," Sabrina teased affectionately.
"Yes," he said conceding the point as he sat down. "But today's the day, so this time I was right."
Sabrina laughed softly. "True."
"So, what did she say when she discovered her wings?" Puck asked, leaning toward his wife with increasing interest.
"She screamed," Sabrina said with a small chuckle. "But the better question would be to ask what I said to try and explain what was going on."
Puck raised his eyebrows. "Okay—what did you say?"
A smile tugged at Sabrina's lips which she tried valiantly to fight. "I told her that she was a fairy princess."
Puck's jaw dropped. "You didn't!"
Sabrina couldn't hold back the laughter any longer. "I did," she giggled.
Puck threw back his head and laughed heartily. "Oh, I wish I could have seen the look on her face when you said that! I'll bet she looked just like you did anytime I mentioned the fact I was going to marry you back when we were kids!"
Sabrina blushed at the memory. At twelve years old, she had been hardly old enough to consider marrying anyone, let alone the four-thousand-year-old Trickster King. "Who knew it was actually going to happen?" She defended playfully.
"Hey, I told you back then so you'd be prepared," her husband retorted. "It's not my fault that you didn't get the hint."
Sabrina laughed softly to herself. "It would have been helpful if you'd shown your face in New York City more often. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad you showed up eventually, but I think Bradley's family would have appreciated it if you'd showed up before we got to the altar. Or really, anytime in the five years before that."
"And miss making an entrance?" Puck asked with a grin. "Would I really be the man you fell in love with if I didn't take every opportunity to make a theatrical entrance?"
Sabrina chuckled to herself as she stood to put her coffee mug in the sink. "You're awful."
"But you love me," Puck said with a smile.
"Yes," she said as she walked back over and sat on his lap. She put her arms around his neck and kissed his lips softly. "I'm not sure how it happened, but I do love you. I've loved you for years."
"Do you remember when we realized Alison was going to be a fairy?" Puck asked with a faint smile.
His voice brought Sabrina out of her thoughts and she turned a nod to her husband. "How could I forget?" She asked with a sardonic chuckle. "I'd just dreamed that I actually wanted to be in one of those disgusting fairy cocoons."
Puck grinned.
