Disclaimer, blah, blah, blah, disclaimer junk we all have memorized… on with the story! Ps, Briar is alive and married to Uncle Jake in my story.

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Sabrina sat on the sofa in the living room, scared out of her wits. She sat in the fetal position, wondering how they could have just left her there… no looking back, no wondering how she would survive… heartless.

A merciless laugh echoed through the house.

Sabrina shivered involuntarily and the laughter came again. She looked around slowly, searching for her attacker.

"W-where are you?" She barely whispered, although she knew he heard her.

"Wouldn't you like to know." He replied.

It all happened so fast, monkeys - excuse me – chimpanzees came from everywhere, one even crawled out from under the couch, each carrying a glop grenade. A fly passing through the room suddenly transformed into a handsome blonde 16 year old boy. He landed on the creaky floor with nothing more than a soft thud. Upon his shaggy head sat a golden crown and in his hand her held a wooden sword.

There were many things Sabrina would have said to him, if she were not in such glop-wielding company.

The boy tucked his sword under her chin, his eyes gleaming dangerously.

"So, Grimm, would you like to apologize for some of the things you said earlier?" He asked.

She did, but she did not think that would help her now. She shook her head and prepared for the worst,

"Well then." Spat the boy. "Troops! Lock on target!" Sabrina covered her face, awaiting the worst. "You afraid Grimm?" He whispered, close to her face.

Was she afraid of him? No. Was she afraid of what he and his chimps could do to her? Yes.

"No way." She whispered back peeping out from underneath her arms to meet cold, black eyes. She hated him when he was in this mood. He was mean, insensitive, cruel… and nothing could deteriorate him from his goal when he was like this.

"Get ready Ugly, this round is messy." And with a silent 3-2-1 the glop came. She could barely hold back her vomit as she sprinted up the stairs to the bathroom.

"I hate you Puck." She announced before slamming the door. She stood in the shower, not bothering to undress, and let the warm water run down her body. It didn't rid her of the foul glop though, she feared no amount of showers would ever stop her from stinking like… she didn't even want to know what that was.

After 5 showers and nearly 20 bars of soap she decided to give in to the stank and mask its horrible odor with her favorite perfumes, rose and vanilla. She dressed in clothes she didn't really care about, just incase Puck decided to attack again.

She trooped downstairs to find Puck sitting in the easy chair. She didn't meet his eyes as she sat on the sofa and flicked on the Tv. It was a CSI rerun, but she didn't care. As long as Puck stayed quiet and unarmed, she was happy.

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Puck heard the shower turn off and 10 minutes later the Grimm joined him in the living room. Her blonde hair was dried and curled and the smells of the glop were muted by the sent of roses and vanilla. She looked good, beautiful even, Puck admitted to himself. Her curves were very pronounced and she was extremely skinny due to her pickiness with the old ladies food. Puck sometimes worried that she wasn't eating enough. Before he and his wife left for their honeymoon, Uncle Jake would stock the fridge with food to Sabrina's liking. But now there was barely any left and Sabrina had gone back to almost never eating. Puck wanted to help, but then she'd tease him for caring.

Sabrina turned on the Tv to find CSI playing.

They didn't talk. Sabrina kept her eyes glued to the screen, even during the ads. Puck watched her out of the corner of his eye, feeling no guilt what so ever for his over reactment to her insults. He fidgeted and squirmed though, in his easy chair, awaiting Sabrina's full fledged fury… but it never came. He waited 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 15, 20. Still, she kept silent, calm and oblivious to the blonde fairy.

The CSI show was nearing it's end (it was one about some creepy dude that watched women without their shoes on (he liked feet, creep) and the he raped them and then he killed them) when the doorbell rang.

For the first time in a while Sabrina's beautiful sky blue eyes met Puck's now sea green ones.

Puck stood and peeked out the window.

"Hmmm…" The fairy was puzzled, he had no idea who the people were.

"Who is it?" Sabrina whispered.

"I don't know… Come on."

"But Granny said not to-" Puck cut her off.

"They look important, lets at least see what they want."

Sabrina sighed and followed him.

Puck took his usual, protective stance in front of Sabrina before opening the door.

There was a woman in a suit looking presidential and two men with her, each holding a pistol. The brunette was pointing his gun towards the forest, the blonde's pistol was level with Pucks eyes.

Puck put his hands up but Sabrina was frozen.

"Can we come in?" Asked the woman kindly. "We really need to speak with you."

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Hmm… this chapter was better in my mind… oh well. I'll try to get the next one out later tonight (cross your fingers, I have nothing planned yet, this fic is written with 'spur of the moment' thinking) hopefully it will be better.