I do not own The Sisters Grimm. Warning characters are out of character.
Tears
Her tears stained his green overwork hoodie, she breathed in his pine rain scent, that scent she grew up with and loved. His warm tears fell on her perfect blonde hair. She hugged his still body, they were in the hospital.
The second war was over, the scarlet hand was officially destroyed and the town Sabrina and the other Grimm's had grown up in was finally at peace, except one thing. Puck. He was hit with a spell, he had saved Sabrina, jumping in front of her shielding her from Maleficent who threw a fire curse. This would burn the person's heart and cause a painful death, but nothing would be more painful to Puck than leaving Sabrina. A small whisper left Puck's lips, a simple sentence but these words meant the world to Sabrina.
"I Love You."
Sabrina wept and repeated this cherished phrase back to him in the same hushed tone. She swore to never repeat this phrase to any other and keep it sacred. Puck, starting to doze off when he insisted Sabrina move on and forget him just forget him, live her life to the fullest, not have memory of him. Shaking her head she denied, how could she one she loved the most, her love she grew up with, and the one who had saved her butt as much as she hates to say it, the who she owns her life to tell her to move on and forget him.
The unmistakable sign of the heart monitor stopped. His body laid still. His eyes were closed lightly, his clenched fist lost their tension, her first and forever love had died. Sabrina did the only thing she could think of she kissed his cheek and cried. She held Puck in her arms and didn't dare let go. She wish she could have saved him, like he had done for her so many times before. Crying, she held his hand and felt something in his hand. A piece of crumpled, torn, and paper. Sabrina wiped her tears and unfolded the paper.
Sabrina my true love,
You are my life,
You are my love,
You keep my heart beating,
You keep my heart loving,
and you are my life,
well and pop-tarts
-Puck
Sabrina continued to cry and laugh a little at the last line of the message. Her tears continued to fall, landing on the paper, smearing the ink. Her tears continued to fall as her grievance for Puck grew.