Hello readers! I'm sorry for my absence but I'm gonna warn you now (if I haven't already) that I am not a fast writer. I do not update every week. And thats not gonna change anytime soon. Sorry.
Anyway, for this chapter, you will be reading from...duh duh duh duh Robin Goodfellows point of view! Yayz.
Yes now we get to see Puck's point of view on Katelia and you get to understand a little bit more about her. And as an added bonus, Seize the Rain (my best friend), did write some of this chapter! Everything from "I am a Cat" to the end is her writing. I needed help with showing off some of Katelia's attitude and if you've read her story, you'll notice that she's a lot bettter at it then me.
So enjoy!
Disclaimer- I do not own Iron Fey. If I did, Puck and Meghan would be together so I could have Ash for myself. He he.

I slid my sword back in its place and brushed my hands off. The two boys came up on either side of me.

"How the hell did you do that?" Puck asked. But before I could answer, black took over my vision and I collapsed into the snow.

Puck's POV

Katelia had popped out of nowhere, taking down the Iron monster that had attacked. I don't know how she went from the weak that she was to being capable of a back handspring. But before we could begin to ask, her body went limp and she collapsed to the ground.

I immediately rushed to her side and checked for a pulse. There was one, but even for the ten seconds my fingers were there I could feel it getting weaker. Her breathing turned shallow and came out in uneven puffs.

"Grim what's wrong with her?" I asked frantically.

And as corny as this sounds, Grim looked grim. "Her gears are freezing up again. We must hurry to shelter for her life is at stake," Ash nodded and began towards the safe house again. We traveled at a fast pace and Katelia stayed still the whole way, her dark hair hanging down as we walked.

Soon an old log lodge came into view. It was fairly small, with one window with the curtains drawn and a door that looked like it hadn't been opened in years. The roof was cover with what must've been two feet of snow so when we neared, I made sure not to stomp.

Ash pulled open the door and stepped inside, followed by me and Grimalkin. It was a reasonably sized; there was a small living space with a small bed pushed against a wall, a couch, a wooden table with one chair, a wood fireplace, and a door that lead who knows where. I went over to the bed and placed Katy down on it, pulling the blankets around her.

"Prince, start the fire. We need to keep her warm to heal her," Grimalkin ordered. Ash immediately went over and started piling chopped wood inside. Soon there was a good sized fire and I could feel my skin start to defrost.

"How long will it take for her to heal?" Ash asked.

"Considering how bad her condition is," Grim spoke while settling down in front of the fire, "I'd say a we need to be here for another two days," Ash then sighed and ran and hand through his hair.

"My, aren't we impatient," I commented. That scored me an icy glare. "What's the rush? You have a long time to get to Meghan. And consider yourself lucky we found a guide who knows what to do,"

"She's just slowing us down!" he retorted. "And how do you know she knows what to do? She may be just leading us off?" And for some reason, when the ice prince said this, I felt the need to defend Katy.

"You honestly think she would do that? Someone who is of the same type of fey as the girl you love? She's helping you! By her own free will! You didn't even need to bribe her! She just volunteered and now you think she's betraying us? What kind of a heartless bastard are you?"

Silence greeted me when I was finished.

Ash stood in astonishment, Grim just licked his paws, and Katy chose to wake up right then. We all looked her way when we heard a slight rustle and saw that she had started to move. Her fingers wiggled first and she brought them into fists and then her eyes flashed open revealing the florescent green that they were.

I didn't go over to her bed, no one did. We were all afraid she had heard the dispute. We all watched as she sat up and looked around, trying to figure out where we were. Her eyes rested on me for a second longer than anything else and I worried that she had heard me. But she moved on to analyzing other parts of the room and I forgot about that.

"Why are you all staring at me like that?" she asked. "And where the hell are we?" We all seemed to snap out of our trances then.

"In a safe house in the Unseelie territory," Ash said, answering her second question. I heard her mutter something but couldn't make it out. She didn't make any attempt to get out of her bed but instead just sat there.

"How long have we been here?" she questioned.

"Not very long," Grim responded.

"Did you explain?" she asked only the cat now.

"Not yet, but you should rest and then I will," Katelia nodded before laying back down and turning away from us, pulling her blankets up higher. Soon her breathing became regular and quieter. Ash now sat at the wooden chair while I lounged on the couch.

"So what are you explaining exactly?" Ash spoke once Katelia was asleep.

Grimalkin's eyes flashed open from their previously closed state. "I thought you would guess, Prince,"

"Why?"

"It is obvious. What about you Goodfellow? Have you figured it out?"

"Why she passed out in the snow?" I guessed. Grim didn't respond so I figured I was correct.

"The Iron fey are different from us. That has always been clear. But there is more to it than just different names and forms of creation. The Iron fey are built differently," he paused to look at Ash. "Well, at least the ones who were created not changed into.

"They are flesh and blood like us but they also have mechanical parts in them. They have more iron in their blood, that isn't very special, but what they also have are gears and bolts and such. Her heart," Grim nodded toward the sleeping faerie, "Is assisted by a gear. Her bone structure is held together by screws and such and et cetera."

"So, when we stepped into the freezing temperatures of this section of the Nevernever, all the mechanical parts within her-"

"Froze," I finished.

"Exactly. Since a large portion of her is made up of metal, this caused her body to function improperly, making her lose consciousness. The fire and blankets are now defrosting her and the process will take about two days for a full completion,"

"That's too long," Ash muttered and I was about to act up again when Grimalkin interrupted.

"Let me finish. It takes two days for a regular Iron fey. For Katelia here, I'd say we will be leaving by morning," Both Ash and I looked more intently at the Cait Sith now.

"And how do you know this?" Ash tested.

"I am a Cat," Grimalkin said simply, and licked his paw like he nothing was happening. He looked up at the both of us, casting one quick glance at Katy, and disappeared into thin air. Ash walked out of the room, obviously not enjoying my company (or Katy's, for that matter). I sighed and propped my feet up on the arm of the couch. Lacing my fingers behind my head and looking up at the ceiling, I submerged myself in my thoughts.

So, Katelia has a gear helping her heart pump. That's new. I thought the Iron Fey didn't have hearts at all. Maybe they're like Ash: cold, heartless bastards. Well, maybe not as cold as ice-boy. I looked towards the door, where the Winter Prince made his exit earlier.

If they don't have hearts, then why did I defend her?

I looked over at Katelia. She looked so… peaceful, like she wasn't one of the people who could kill me with just a touch of her glamour. She looked so fragile, like she wouldn't hurt a fly. Hell, she reminded me of a fly, flitting from place to place, never really having a home. Then she turned over and muttered something in her sleep that I just barely caught:

"Heartless bastard."

I smirked. Maybe she does have more than just a gear in there, I thought. Maybe she's just like…

Meghan.

Of course my thoughts turned to her. They always did. Every time I looked at Katelia, I thought of Meghan Chase, the Iron Queen. They were one and the same: Iron Fey who were just… different from the rest. Meghan was still my summer princess, and Katelia was… well, I don't know. She just had a nicer aura than the others.

I sat up abruptly and buried my face in my hands. "What is wrong with you, Goodfellow?"

"What is wrong with you, Goodfellow?" I looked up to see Katy propped up on one elbow, a small smirk on her lips. "Other than the usual things."

"Oh, you know, just the fact that I'm stuck with you, ice-boy, and Grimalkin for companions," I said, returning the smirk.

"Ouch." She feigned injury to the heart, then winced. "Okay, maybe not."

"Don't kill yourself. We can't have our guide dying on us."

"No, of course not," Katy said. Her brow furrowed slightly. "Is that all I really am to you? Just a guide, helping you find Meghan?"

I didn't get a chance to answer, as that was when Ash walked into the door.

He took one quick look at Katelia and turned to the fire. His hand was casually resting on his sword, but I knew it wasn't just there for show. I guessed he was trying to keep Katy in check, but attacking an injured person, especially a girl, wasn't in ice-boy's nature.

"The trod in Tir Na Nog will be very hard to get to," he began. "We will have to pass through the entirety of the Unseelie Court, avoiding all the guards and any redcaps that happen to scent you." He gave me a look.

"And how do you propose we do that, princeling?" I questioned. "I'm Robin Goodfellow, you're the prince of the Unseelie, which, no doubt, will get you noticed, and Katelia is… well, Katelia." The Iron faerie shot me a sharp glare, her bright green eyes cutting through the dull light from the fire. "You expect us to get through unnoticed? I wish you luck on finding a way."

"Do you think that I do not know the secret ways of my court?" the Ice Prince asked coldly. "There are many secret passages. And I'm sure you are capable of glamouring yourself invisible."

"Yeah, I can do that," Katy said. "But, there's one problem."

"Oh, fabulous," I grumbled, and she glared at me again.

"I'm an Iron Faerie. I can get through the court by being invisible, but… yeah, I'm an Iron Faerie. I kind of burn everything in the Nevernever with a single touch. If you didn't notice, the plants kind of shrunk away from me everywhere I went. What if the ice in the court just starts melting? Won't people notice?"

"Then I guess we'll have to take extra precautions with you," I shrugged. "I don't think it'll be much of a fuss for our beloved prince to keep the ice around us hard."

"If it involves owing him a favour," Katy's gaze slid over to Ash, "then I'd rather be outside in the snow naked than have to do that."

My eyebrows showed up, pondering the thought of Katy's proposal. "That would be interesting."

In less than a second, Katy stood up, walked over to me, and punched me in the face so hard that I fell backwards off of the chair. Once I regained the ability to see, I looked over at her. She was clutching her chest in pain and glaring at me.

"Nice going, dipshit," she growled. "Not only are you perverted, but you also nearly caused my death." She staggered back over to her bed and sat down.

"Wow," I said, rubbing my cheek. "You've got quite the arm." She turned and shot me the finger. "Ouch, that was cold. No pun intended."

"I suggest you shut the hell up if you want to live," Katy said.

"Well, that wouldn't be any fun, now would it?"

And scene. We thought it would be fun to see Puck's view on Katelia. There will be more romance stuff in the next few chapters and not just between Puck and Katy. SPOILERS!
So please review and thank you for being patient!

Yeah, see that blue thing. It's teeth from an Iron Faerie but if you click it, it will take you to Faery and you'll meet Puck. But only if you click it.

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