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Chapter 2

Sabrina just stared.

They were beautiful. They shimmered a rainbow of colors and cast sparkles off the walls. There were vibrant shades of purple, pink, blue…every shade you could imagine, like oil. She gingerly reached out to touch one; it was unbelievably soft but felt strong under her fingers despite them looking thin and feathery.

Wings. She had wings. Beautiful, amazing, magnificent wings. They were hers entirely.

Finally, she screamed.

Elvis barged into the door first. He caught sight of her and growled, then stopped. He looked confused that Sabrina wasn't Sabrina anymore.

Granny came running, still in her sunflower dress; she had dark circles under her eyes, and was carrying an enormous sword. When she saw her oldest granddaughter, she stopped in her tracks and stared, shocked.

Sabrina stared back.

Daphne came sprinting in next. It seemed her sister's scream for help was the only way to wake her up. She gazed at Sabrina for a second, hardly looking surprised, then rushed to her and gave her a huge hug.

"It'll be O.K.", she whispered.

Sabrina realized Uncle Jake and Puck were there too. "Whoa." breathed Uncle Jake. Puck gaped at her.

"Granny?" asked Sabrina shakily, "What's…happened?"

"I have no idea Liebling." Granny said softly.

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Sabrina stared up at the ceiling watching the sun move slowly across it. She hadn't slept the entire night. How could she? Instead, she had spent the whole time thinking about her…wings. She had to touch them again to make sure they were real. She rolled onto her stomach. What was she going to do?

She glanced to her side and saw that Daphne was awake and was staring at her. "Can I touch one?" she asked. Sabrina nodded. She closed her eyes and felt Daphne carefully reach out for her right wing. "They're amazing." She said. Sabrina nodded again. "What are you going to do about…you know, life? How are you going to hide them?"

"I don't know." She had thought about this.

"Can you pull them into your back like Puck does?" Sabrina tried. She could feel them, but she couldn't pull them in like Puck had demonstrated time and time again. The best she could do was fold them up and lay them on her back, close to her body. It didn't hurt, but it wasn't comfortable either. It felt like she was like having to hold an arm next to her side without moving it. Doing that was tiring, but if she relaxed, they would spring up again.

"Is this good enough?" she asked Daphne.

Daphne got up and pulled a light, loose shirt out of the closet. "If you wear loose clothing, you can't even tell." Sabrina threw the on the shirt and a pair of jeans.

"Perfect." Daphne smiled, but it faded. She walked to the dresser and picked up a hairbrush and held it up questioningly.

"Go ahead." Daphne loved to comb Sabrina's hair. It calmed her and Sabrina had to admit, it calmed her too. Daphne reached out and started brush. She gathered the hair together in her hands and then dropped it as if it had bit her.

"What's wrong?" Sabrina questioned.

"Umm…you might want to look at this." Daphne sounded strange. She pointed over to the mirror. Sabrina ran over to it, scared to see what else had happened to her. Staring hard into it, she saw…

Nothing. She looked the same. "Look harder." Daphne whispered from behind her. Sabrina leaned in closer. Eyes were normal. Skin wasn't sparkling. Ears weren't….Oh, no. Was anything weird not happening to her? Her ears were pointed. They were bent into a perfect tip, like an elf's.

"What in the world?" Sabrina shrieked. "What am I going to do?"

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"What am I going to do? I look like something from another planet!"

"Liebling, I wish I could tell you more, but nothing like this has ever happened before." Granny said, trying to comfort her granddaughter. "I questioned Puck about this whole incident and he said he had nothing to do with it and I for one believe him. He has always been a tad arrogant about his pranks and he hasn't said anything about this one yet."

"What has happened to me?" Sabrina whispered to herself.

"You know, I've been thinking, maybe we should go have a talk with Nurse Sprat. Just to find out for sure what has happened to you." Granny said when she heard Sabrina's question even though it wasn't directed to her. "Maybe you ate something again. This town is filled with magic and maybe this is just something that will go away. Remember that time Puck slipped you something and you turned green?"

"And if it isn't?"

"Then we will have to look at the alternatives."

"And what are those?" Sabrina snapped, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"That you're an Everafter!" Daphne put in excitedly. The thought shocked Sabrina. She hadn't thought of her getting wings from that angle yet. She was, quite-possibly, a fairytale. The thought revolted her.

"Well, that means, I could never leave the barrier! I'm stuck here!" Sabrina cried. She would never see New York City or any other place in the world again!

"Don't jump to conclusions. We might be wrong. Although, I would like to check with Nurse Sprat, just to get a conclusion." Granny comforted.

"I hope your right, Granny. I hope that I'm not one of those Everafters. I hope I'm not one of those…those….freaks!"

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Nurse Sprat busied herself about Sabrina. She recorded notes on Sabrina's wings, took her temperature, looked into her now pointed ears. Glancing at her records she asked, "Do you mind if I take a blood sample and plug it into the computer really quick? It helps guarantee." Sabrina shook her head. Nurse Sprat readied the needle and Sabrina squeezed Daphne's hand and looked away and Nurse Sprat poked it into her arm. When it was all done, she gave the sample to a nearby nurse and told her to have it tested for some medical term. "The results will be in in a week." She told Granny.

"All right, let me listen to your heart and then you'll be done!" Nurse Sprat said cheerfully. She took out a stethoscope and pressed the cold metal to Sabrina's wrist, since her back was taken up by her wings. She listened for a few moments and frowned.
"Let me try up here on your neck. I can't get a reading on your hand." Sabrina nodded again. She was still too afraid to speak.

Nurse Sprat moved the stethoscope up and down on Sabrina's neck. She frowned deeper. "Honey, I want you to do something for me." She said. "Listen to your sister's heart." She gave Sabrina the stethoscope and put the circle end on Daphne's wrist. "Can you hear that?"

Sabrina whispered, "Yes." She heard the steady pound of her sister's blood.

"Now try my wrist." The Nurse indicated. Sabrina did. She didn't hear anything.

"You can't hear anything because I'm an Everafter. If my heart still worked, then I wouldn't be immortal because I would have an organ that could give out. When you become a fairytale, your body shuts down and you start functioning on mere magic. Now, try your wrist."

Sabrina trembled as she placed the metal on her wrist. She didn't hear anything. She sounded empty.

"Sabrina Grimm," Nurse Sprat's voice sounded enormous, "Your heart is no longer beating."

O.K., some crazy, out-of-the-blue stuff going on in here. I just didn't want her to be the exact same kind of Everafter that Puck is because, personally, I think a story needs a little imperfection to make it perfect. If that make sense. But, that's why it seemed like everything is just being pulled from the air with no warning.

I know that it moves along really fast but, it was needed to make the story what it's going to be. I just have so many ideas that I can't seem to get in writing!