AN- This idea just popped into my head, and I decided I might as well type it up. This is basically what happened when Jake and Goldilocks lowered the barrier. The best part of this, though, is that Jake is the only one who's described at any length in the books, so I can't make this completely out of character. Woo-hoo!!!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, except, of course, for the I-really-hate-disclaimers club. I wouldn't even do these if I wasn't scared of being sued.

Chapter 1: Jerky

"Are you sure this will work, Jake?" asked Goldilocks uncertainly. Baba Yaga's house was definitely not a trip to Disneyland. Spell books had been tossed carelessly on the floor, magical items littered every surface, and she didn't even want to know what kind of stuff was floating around in the various jars. "I'll be able to get through the barrier?" And this house, she added silently.

Jake looked up from the skin-covered spell book. "Of course it will work. Why wouldn't it?"

"Well, it could be just a trick to, oh I don't know, catch any everafters trying to escape so that the old hag doesn't need to make a trip to the grocery store," she said, genuinely worried. It sounded like something the ancient, Russian witch would plan.

Jake merely laughed, but it seemed to Goldie that he was just trying to make her feel better. It wasn't working. "We'll be fine. All we need to do is find the spell, get you out of Ferryport Landing, and then I'll get Hank." Sure it sounded good, but would it really be that simple? Jake must have seen the look of uncertainty on her face. "Everything will be fine," he repeated. "Hank will love it, I guarantee you."

Goldie sighed, and opened her mouth to reply when she was cut off by Jake's ecstatic cry of, "I found it! I've got the spell. From the look of it, we'll have two minutes after we cast the spell to get you beyond the barrier's reach and then it will come back into effect."

"So can we get out of this house?" she asked, relieved. It was about time. This house was creeping her out and she couldn't shake the feeling something bad was going to happen. Right on cue, the front door slammed open and the hag of the hills was standing in the doorway.

"I was just about to suggest the same thing," she said, looking murderous. She surveyed the room and her eyes settled on Jake. Or more accurately, what he was looking at. "Jacob Grimm, stealing my most prized spells. What a wonderful surprise." She licked her lips as she said the word 'wonderful'.

Jake gulped audibly and stuttered, "U-um w-we were." He cleared his throat. "We were just looking for you, but y-you weren't here, and we w-were just about to l-leave, and then y-you showed up." That boy's a horrible liar.

"Well I'm here now. What do want? And why were you looking at my stuff?" she demanded, already knowing that she had us.

Goldie stepped in, figuring that if Jake took the entire blame she'd never forgive herself. "It's really not his fault. It was my idea." As the old crone turned to glare at Goldie, though, she couldn't help thinking that even if she felt bad about letting Jake take the blame, she'd still be alive. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jake take out a belt from his pack, but Baba Yaga didn't seem to notice.

"So Goldilocks, what were you looking for?" she asked, grinning wickedly. It was clear the witch didn't mean for her to answer. "The spell that shuts down the barrier perhaps?" she continued.

Goldie stood there, too terrified to answer; the rumors of the hag's cannibalism running through her head. Just as the witch took a step toward her, however, Jake grabbed her arm. He said something that Goldie didn't catch, and suddenly, they were standing by the barrier.

"Gnome king's belt," Jake explained, looking around, trying to figure out exactly where we were.

As it turned out, they weren't far from where they had come from. Close enough, in fact, to hear Baba Yaga shriek, "JACOB GRIMM, IF I EVER SEE YOU ON MY PROPERTY AGAIN, I WILL EAT YOU ALIVE AND USE YOUR BONES FOR TOOTHPICKS. I WILL MAKE JERKY OUT OF YOU. DO YOU HEAR ME? JERKY!"

Jake fainted.

AN- So…what'd you think? Should I continue this?