AHA- I update!- not gonna bother you with the AN so~
PPOV:
It's lunch time, and I'm stuck here watching Grimm. She's been asleep for three days, I don't know what use it is to watch an unconscious Grimm. There's no fun, no food, no dirt! Puck thought to himself.
He sat in a wooden stool next to a sleeping Sabrina, who laid on a cot within the cabin next to his. Daphne, Red, and Canis shared one cabin. Jake was solo in his cabin due to nobody daring to live in a cabin filled with so much dangerous magic. Relda was the General, granting her her own luxurious tent. This only left Puck who, of course, had demanded for a cabin far away from all the peasants. Everybody (save Puck) had agreed to place her cabin next to Puck. It was the only one available where somebody they truly trusted could watch over her and it wasn't too far away for Nurse Pratt to come in emergencies. During this agreement, Puck hadn't said a word. He'd stared at her, lying unconscious across his lap. She'd been missing for so long, her constant voice echoing in his head had been ripped away, and when he saw her disappear that day in New York, so was his heart.
You can't hear me anymore, can you Grimm? There was silence, both in his head and in the cabin. Let's test it out. HEY UGLY! IF YOU DON'T WAKE UP, I'M GOING TO FART IN YOUR FACE AND THEN PUT MY CHIMP'S POOP IN YOUR PILLOW! There was no answer, no comeback, not even a slap to his face. She just lay there, completely deaf to his playful insults.
"Come on, Grimm. Wake up. I won't insult you or prank you for a month… wait, make it a week." Puck leaned over her and lifted one of her eyelids. Sabrina didn't move, not even to avoid his rancid breath. His hand went to her arm and shook her a bit. Then, he poked her belly a bit, and made farting sounds, and burped in her face.
Nothing...
It was starting to get dark outside when he finally got tired and set his head down on the cot in frustration. He felt his head land on something cold, and he looked up. It was her hand, upturned and pale. Puck slipped his hand into hers, feeling her too cold flesh. His finger brushed over her wrist and he felt her muffled heartbeat. She was alive, there was no denying that, and that was good, but what was the point if she wasn't even conscious? Then again, he doubted she'd be happy that he hit her in the head- not exactly the reunion he'd imagined.
"This is so boring! And I'm hungry! Come on, wake up, Grimm!" Puck yelled, gripping her hand tight. He wanted her to jump up, when he insulted her, and chase him around like she did only about a month ago. He wanted to dump glop on her and tease her. Of course, if he went back all the way, they wouldn't be engaged, they wouldn't have had that connection, and they wouldn't have discovered that maybe they could actually last a life time with each other.
What are you thinking, Puck? Screw your head back on! Why would you want to get married and spend your whole life with Ugly? He sighed and laid his head back down next to their clasped hands. He didn't know, he just wanted her to wake up already!
Soon, Puck fell into a light, dreamless, sleep...
"Puck?" he sat up abruptly and looked down at Sabrina, hoping to find her awake and glaring at him as usual.
No such luck.
He swiped the drool from his cheek with his spare hand and wiped it on his dirty jeans as he turned to the door.
"Hey, Marshmallow." Puck muttered groggily.
"How is she?" Daphne stepped slowly into the cabin, looking upon her sister's still sleeping face.
"She's the same, no change…" Daphne's usually bubbly attitude was hopeful and sullen whenever she walked into Sabrina's cabin. She walked closer and looked anxiously at the sleeping girl.
"I, on the other hand, am incredibly hungry and bored! Somebody better get me a good sandwich!" with that, Puck slipped his hand out of Sabrina's and stomped out of the cabin. He closed the door slowly, looking worriedly at the girl with dark braided pigtails who sat on the cot next to her sister and pulled a brush out of the bed side table. As Daphne began to brush Sabrina's hair, Puck closed the door and jogged off to get himself some food.
DPOV:
The bed side table beside Sabrina's bed held a wide brush in its drawer, Sabrina's old journal, barely written in, a lamp, and a fresh night gown that Daphne was supposed to change her into. Daphne chuckled to herself as she thought of how Sabrina would react if she knew she was wearing a night gown to sleep each night. It wasn't exactly her big sister's choice of sleep wear. Daphne's smile faded to a light grin as she calmly brushed her sister's golden locks.
"I miss you, Sabrina." Daphne whispered as she let the end of Sabrina's soft curls slip from her fingers.
She sighed as she finished brushing Sabrina's hair and placed the brush back into the drawer. Daphne slowly slid the drawer closed and plucked the gown off of the table. Instead of changing Sabrina right away, Daphne just sat there with her hands folded over the gown in her lap. Daphne studied her older sister, watching her steady breathing, examining her calm features, and wishing she could hear her voice again or see her eyes.
After a while, Daphne got up and changed Sabrina out of her clothes and into the sleeping gown. Then, she kissed her big sister on the forehead and walked out of the cabin. As she walked back to her cabin, she noticed the stars were all out, the moon was illuminating the sky, and it was absolutely silent. There were no screaming people in battle of in training. There was no dragons roaring in the distance. It was completely calm. That was what bothered her.
Daphne wanted to hear Puck's mischievous laughter, Sabrina's yelling and shouts, the call of Granny Relda threatening to take away Puck's dessert, the pounding of feet and flutter of wings as Sabrina and Puck chased after each other. She could hear the ghost of the familiar noises echoing in a soft breeze washing through the camp. She missed the old days, but, for now, they'd have to be put on hold. After all, they couldn't have the old days without Sabrina. It was impossible.
She entered the cabin and Red's head raised from the journal she'd been reading.
"How is she?" asked a gruff voice from the corner. Mr. Canis was reading a journal as well, trying to find an event where a fairy and human connection were made- made and broken.
"No change." Daphne mumbled. "Did you guys find anything?" she walked over to Red's bed and collapsed beside her best friend.
"Sorry, no." Red's eyes were filled with sadness and she closed the journal on her lap. Red threw the book aside and laid back beside Daphne. "She'll wake up. We'll find a way."
"I know."
"Get to bed girls. No more reading for tonight." Canis grumbled. Daphne got up and climbed to the top bunk above Red.
"Good night." Daphne called and the other two returned the call. She closed her eyes and wished that the next morning, Sabrina would wake up too.