One Hundred Years
Sabrina's Point Of View
*Fifteen
I'm sitting in the circle waiting for the bottle to stop spinning. It lands on… NO! No no no no no no NO! I will not KISS PUCK! No! Crap! We both leaned forward. Our lips met briefly, but it was like electricity coursed through me. Then I started having thoughts.
I've been dreaming of that wonderful guy that I fall in love with, just like all girls my age, but what if he is right in front of me, and has been the whole time?
*Twenty Two
We were together. We were happy. I lived in an apartment with him in New York. He still played stupid pranks on me, but that's how he shows he cares. We would make up, and I would crawl into bed with him every night, he would wrap his arms around me, and we would fall asleep in each other's arms.
*Thirty Three
I stared at the test in front of me. I wasn't sure what to think. I was shocked, happy, scared, and ecstatic. I looked at Puck. I nodded. He looked like he had no idea what he was feeling either. Then he smiled so wide I thought he might crack his face.
"I'm going to be a dad. The dad of your kid. I love you Sabrina."
"I love you too Puck. But what about money? A room for the baby? I might need a job."
"Don't worry about that yet. We are going to be parents." Then he leaned down and kissed me.
*Forty Five
I have an eleven year old daughter, and an eight year old son. My daughter Fae is a lot like me. Stubborn, hard headed, and serious. But my son Sebastian is just like Puck. He always pranks his sister, he can eat everything before you even get done setting it on the table, and he is cocky, goofy, and immature. But I love them both. And it's cute seeing Sebastian "straighten out" any guy that Fae ever talks to as her dad puts it.
*Sixty Seven
Time has flown by. My hair is grey, along with Puck's. Our Children are grown up, and have spouses, and children.
Fae had two little twin girls on her hip now. With Mark, a boy who she had been friends with as a small kid, and started dating in High School. Their names were Briar and Rose. She always did love the stories of when me and her father were kids.
Sebastian married our old neighbor from back in the house he grew up in. Her name was Christina. Very pretty might I add. She had given birth to a baby boy three months ago. They named him Chris because Sebastian said the baby reminded him of his wife.
*Ninety Nine
I sat in my old faded rocking Chair, next to Puck in his. We looked through all the old, faded scrap book we had made throughout our life. A picture of when he took me on our first date. Or of when we moved in together. When we got married. Another of when we found out I was pregnant. When Fae was born, and when Sebastian was born. Fae's first date. When Sebastian beat up a boy for breaking his sisters heart. Sebastian's first girlfriend. Both or their weddings. When Briar, Rose, and Chris were born. And then our Grandchildren's mild stones. There had to be at least one hundred pages in our scrap book. And I loved every one.
*One Hundred
I stand up in my twenty year old body, and dance with my twenty year old husband. He kisses my cheek as we look over our children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. Briar had a baby boy named Brian and Rose had a little girl named Snow. Chris had a girl named Cora. The new generation of Grimms. And I got to stand above and watch them grow old, just as I had watched my children, and their children, long ago.
Authors Note: Hey! I might write another chapter in Puck's P.O.V. Might. And this fic, was inspired by the song 100 years. I love the song, and I thought it sounded like a good idea. Love you guys review.
~Bookworm
