As Mina awoke, she felt totally relaxed. Then dread pierced her heart. This had happened every time she woke up, ever since she was fifteen and had found out about the Grimm curse, but today was different. It was something a lot worse.

She remembered.

Her Fae Godmother, Mei, was gone. Forever. And nothing would ever bring her back.

Mina's eyes filled with tears, and she buried herself under the covers. They smelt weirdly clean and fresh. Her heart twisted even more. Mei had cleaned her room the day before, when Mina was taking a shower.

It was a Saturday morning. Though Mina had been gone a few days on the Fae plane, it hadn't even been twenty four hours here.

She ran through the events of the previous night. Teague being stabbed through the heart, her healing him, the terrifying transformation from a prince to a demon. Brody taking her up to the balcony. The explosions…wait!

She stopped and sat straight up. What had happened on the balcony? She thought hard and faintly remembered the nauseating feeling waiting for midnight. She had seen Brody out of the corner of her eye. He had been holding a small box. That contained…

His ring. She swallowed. How must he feel, when she had never given him an answer?

She then accepted that she had no choice but to get up and accept the day. Or what was left of it. It was 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

She slowly stretched and lazily rolled out of bed, and onto the floor. Ouch. She was still wearing the lavender dress. It was scorched, dusty and ripped, but in a way she never wanted to take it off. She had been wearing it when her and Teague had…okay. She actually wanted to take it off. Ferah had stabbed Teague through the heart while she was wearing it. Mei had died while she was wearing it.

How was she supposed to get dressed, she wondered. Teague had the mirror, and could watch her every second of the day? He was evil now. He wouldn't be chivalrous, and wouldn't give her privacy. She wrapped a towel around herself, and unzipped the dress. It fell away to the floor. Then she walked to the bathroom, and without turning on the light, took her shower.

She got dressed. Although it was summer, she put on long jeans, a long sleeved shirt, a heavy hoody and woolly socks. It was lashing rain outside, and the temperature was colder than what seemed normal for May.

Outside, thunder boomed. The sky lit up with lightning. Mina shivered. She hadn't seen it this bad since the first night in the house. The night she had seen the Stiltskin. The night Jared had come back…

She walked outside her room and rang Nan. They arranged that Nan would pick Mina up and they would go to Nan's house. Sara had left her a note, saying that her and Charlie had gone out for the day and would be back at 7 o'clock.

She went downstairs and toasted a Pop Tart. She was just about to take it out when a voice made her turn around.

"Do you have the knife?"

She didn't answer but turned around sharply and kicked him between the legs. Teague winced and bent over. She punched him in the face and was about to kick him again but he caught hold of her leg and held her upside down.

"Let me go!" she screeched, clawing and scratching. Teague looked bored. The rain came down harder.

"Give it to me."

"I don't have it!"

"I've been looking for over 200 years…you have the knife, Mina."

Mina stopped for a moment, her long hair barely dusting the floor.

"How did you get inside my house?" she demanded.

"Don't change the subject, little Grimm."

"HOW DID YOU GET INSIDE MY HOUSE? Jared TOLD me that this house was PROTECTED, so HOW are you in here?"

"Jared is a part of me now."

Mina's face had started to go red. She fell silent. Her eyes filled with tears that slowly trickled down her forehead and onto the floor. One fell and touched Teague's boot. He dropped her, and Mina was knocked unconscious.

"Oh, …..!" Inwardly cursing, Teague gently picked her up and laid her on the sofa, resisting the urge to kick her for the problems she was causing.

She looked beautiful. Her face, faintly tanned and dusted with freckles. Her eyelashes, sweeping her cheeks. Her hair, falling in glossy corkscrew ringlets. He was transfixed. That was, until she opened her eyes and squished them up in pain.

"Ow…..my head…." She groaned.

Teague glared at her.

"Who are you?"

Uh oh.

"Where am I?"

Please say this was a joke.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Uuummm…" Teague faltered.

She started to cry. "Please let me go home-my father and sisters will miss me."

What?

With a bit of stray magic, he put her to sleep, and sat down beside her. Something had gone wrong. He needed help.

He opened a portal with a wave of his hand-seam rippers were for wimps-and put cover stories for Mina in the minds of everyone she knew.

Now, according to them, Mina had eloped with a dark and mysterious stranger…

He picked up Mina and stepped through the portal.