Hey Princess
A Sisters Grimm Fan Fiction
Chapter 1: Memory

13 Years.
That's a lot of empty space between Sabrina Grimm's wedding and the end of the Everafter War.
What happened between Sabrina's 12 year old life and her twenty five year old self?
This is the story of the 13 empty years that we never get to hear about.

It had been a year since the defeat of the Scarlet Hand. Sabrina Grimm was just over the age of thirteen and she hadn't seen or heard from Puck since the day he'd told her he was leaving to go travel the world for magic with her uncle. While, years ago, back when she'd first met the annoying fairy boy, she'd be ecstatic about this arrangement, now that she was admitting to her love for him, this just sucked. Every now and then she'd have flashbacks of her last week with boy, of how sweet he'd been towards her. How he'd admitted to her father that he was going to marry her one day. That was her favorite memory of them all.

"It's more than a crush, Henry...I'm going to marry your daughter someday,"

The words were like a promise, repeating themselves in Sabrina's mind like a broken record. The only memories that even came close to comparing with that one, were the ones where he'd ignore his trickster king title and give her a compliment. Like that night on the trampoline, back before her parents had even woken up.

"By the way...you don't need the make-up,"

Or the night they'd spent dancing together. The night when she'd just assumed they'd be allowed to kiss just one more time, before being inturrupted by her father. That compliment, the one that just made her wonder even more if he was able to read her mind.

"I was saying wow about you,"

Or maybe the sweetest memory of them all was their first kiss? Her first kiss...the one she'd just assumed had been ruined by the location and the exposition. But, maybe all you needed for a real, perfect, kiss was to be with the person you honestly loved? If that was the case, she'd pick that moment-that kiss-over any overly cliched movie kiss any day. Even their silly little feud that had happened afterwards did nothing to ruin the feeling of his soft lips on her own.

"I believe the words you're looking for are thank and you,"

She'd punched him right in the stomach in return for the kiss. The kiss that had meant the world to her. Their second kiss...the one that had woken him up, admitting that he honestly loved her and that she truly loved him. Oh, that one had been almost as incredible. The only reason that didn't make the cut for her favorite memories was because of the terrible conversation that followed, where he'd said he didn't actually want to marry her. That had broken her heart. The only thing that had helped restore it were those beautiful words said to her father about how he was going to marry her one day and how nothing short of the end of the world was going to stop that.

Of course, she probably should have been able to expect his feelings for her. He'd trusted her more than anybody else in the entire world, hadn't he? His cocoon had proven that. He was always saving her life...that had to mean something? He was always saying how he was a villain, after all, right? And...he had those sweet moments that only she was allowed to ever see. But, he'd given up his throne for her. He'd returned to Ferryport Landing to remain trapped forever, to be with her. And that was all the proof she needed that he honestly loved her.

But, if that was the case. Then where the hell was he?

Of course, Sabrina wasn't the only one who was missing somebody. Puck, who was lying in his bed in Faerie right now, was just itching to ruin the surprise he had planned for her. He was officially back in New York. It was much too painful to be away from Sabrina for as long as Jake liked to be on hiatus. Puck understood that Jake no longer had the love of his life-he had nothing to return to, really. But Puck? He had Sabrina and he couldn't imagine being away from her for longer than a day. And he'd been going months without seeing her. It wasn't right and it was destroying his character. His pranks were becoming more immature and desperate. They lacked their usual humor. His jokes were played out and over done. And, to top everything off, he was still growing up. Which bothered him, because it meant Sabrina, a newly made Everafter, had some reason to continue aging. And he wouldn't be able to bare it if it were love, like his reason was.

He sighed as he rolled over on his large bed, missing his old bedroom. He had gotten his door back, but when he'd gone away with Jake, he'd lost it again. Now he was stuck in an ordinary room that was nothing special. He sighed as one of his last memories of Sabrina came back. The memories were more frequent now that he was closer to her. This wasn't even a sweet memory of her. It was more humorous. More of a treat, like something she'd always wanted to happen.

He clenched his fists as yet another one of their moments were ruined. The ship-the ship he knew so well-was approaching, and he could already see the boy who looked so similar to him flying towards the two of them. The boy wore all green, in an outfit far dirtier than anything Puck himself had ever worn.
"Could you help me find Ferryport Landing?" The flying boy asked. Puck had played stupid, causing him to turn around and leave. He was angry not only at his mortal enemy coming to his territory, but because the boy he hated so much had ruined another one of their moments.
"That wasn't very nice," She'd said, but he knew she was holding back laughter for after she was done scolding him.
"I hate him," He'd shrugged, as if that had been a good enough excuse for his actions.

He found himself laughing at the memory. He just couldn't help it. But, as his farewell speech to Sabrina came back to haunt him, he just wanted to curl up in a ball and cry himself to sleep, something he did very often, whenever the memories of Sabrina got to be too much.

"You could stay here. I'm sure your mom would love to see you," She'd said. And he knew from her eyes that she was begging him, hoping he would stay more than anything else in the world. He wanted to stay...he really did. But he couldn't let her uncle go off and get himself killed. That would cause her too much pain.
"I'll come back and torture you," He'd promised her. The unsaid words were clear between the both of them. He'd be back-whether she wanted him to return or not. But, judging from the hopefulness in her eyes and the small smile on her face, he knew she wanted him to return as often as possible.

He sighed as the very last memory he had of Sabrina came back to him. This was definitely the worst memory he had of her.

"So, I guess this is goodbye?" She'd asked him at the airport.
"Do me a favor?" He'd asked her, a small smirk on his face.
"I'll try not to put myself into any life threatening situations while you're gone," She'd giggled, rolling her eyes. He laughed with her, even though that hadn't been his request.
"Actually, I just wanted you to tell me that you'd miss me," He lowered his head.
"Of course I'll miss you," She's said simply, smiling at him. And then she'd kissed him softly on the cheek before he'd been taken away by Jake to board the plane.

"I missed you too, 'Brina," He whispered into the darkness as he finally drifted off into a sleep that was sure to be filled with her.