[A/N]: Longest chapter so far!
Oh! P.S. - Briar and Jake live in the Grimm household.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Sisters Grimm

Chapter 4:

Eyes

Sabrina cringed, and turned to face her aunt.

"How much did you hear?" she asked quietly.

"Enough," Briar replied. Her face was gentle and clearly expressed concern for her niece, "but Sabrina, nobody needs to know about this. If that's what you would like."

"Thanks Briar. I would like this to stay a secret... So did you really hear the whole thing?"

"Yes. I didn't notice that it was you at first, but when I heard Puck's name, I had my suspicions. I know that it might seem awkward, being your aunt and all, but would you mind if I offered you some advice? I really do think I might be able to help. I don't know much about magic addiction, but I have plenty of experience with relationships- and I think that some of your stress could be coming from. I mean it couldn't have been easy to explain to Puck."

Sabrina looked at her feet again. Briar saw this and sat down in the booth next to her.

"You haven't told him… have you?" Julianne questioned, "Why wouldn't you? I'm sure he'd understand even if it were awkward. After all, it was a dare anyways." Julianne asserted.

"I wish it were that simple," Sabrina mumbled, "but you guys never let me finish my story."

Julianne and Briar's eyes grew wide. Both of their expressions seemed to be yelling, "GO ON, GO ON!" to Sabrina. Before continuing, Sabrina reminded Briar that she was supposed to be working.

"Oh, of course!" Briar said, shocked at her own forgetfulness, "If you just give me a moment, I'll get Mallowbarb and Buzzflower to give me the day off. They don't like to show it, but they're just big softies!"

She disappeared through the door to the kitchen, but was back almost instantly, carrying a tray of coffee and various pastries. Julianne grabbed a croissant, and Sabrina took a bite out of a blueberry scone.

"After the party," Sabrina began, "I got in the car and ignored everyone on the way home. They could all tell something was wrong, so I just told them that I was tired."

Julianne's focus immediately shifted away from her breakfast as she took a sip of her coffee, staring intently at Sabrina. Briar did the same.

"When we got home I went straight up to my room and locked the door behind me. I had never been so glad that Daphne shared a room with Red as I was right then, even though their room was right next to mine. I put on my pajamas and sat down on my bed. I heard my family getting ready for bed, so I decided that I might as well too. I should never have left my room. I got to the bathroom, and none other than Puck was standing in there. I was not about to be standing in another tiny room with him, so I grabbed my toothbrush, toothpaste, and some soap, and walked downstairs to use the kitchen sink to brush my teeth and wash my face. Right before I started to gather up my things so I could return them to the bathroom, I heard the kitchen door open and close. When I turned to look, there was nobody there. Then… then…"

Sabrina's voice began to waver, and she paused for a moment, "Then I felt someone's arms wrap around my waist. They whispered in my ear, 'Happy New Year, Grimm.' It was Puck."

"So he got the wrong idea when you kissed him in the closet?" Julianne inquired.

"You have no idea…" Sabrina's voice trailed off, and she felt her eyes drift shut.

She hadn't realized how tired she was. She needed a nap.

"Is that all that happened, Sabrina?" Briar's concerned eyes met hers.

Sabrina shook her head, no, and explained she was tired. The three of them agreed to meet again that evening. Both of the teenagers needed some sleep, and Briar needed to assist her godmothers in running the shop. However, it was a top priority for all of them to get Sabrina well quickly. They knew about the dangerous past of her addiction problems.

By the time Sabrina arrived home, it was still only five o'clock in the morning, so she ripped up the note she had left and threw it away before returning to her room. She changed back in to the pajama's she had been wearing, as to avoid causing any suspicions among her family members, and welcomed sleep as she rested her head on the pillow.

"Happy New Year, Grimm." Puck whispered into her ear.

He ran his lips along her neck tenderly, kissing up and down her neck and shoulders. Every place where his lips met her skin tingled with the pleasure of magic. She wanted to pull herself away, but all she could do was moan. She mentally slapped herself, and attempted to muster up enough self-control to refrain from just letting him have his way with her.

"Puck, we should go to sleep! My entire family is just upstairs, I… I… I just can't do this right now."

She tried to brush off the pang of regret she felt as she turned around and saw the dejected look on his face.

"What is going on with him?" she thought, "it was just a dare to him… right?"

"I mean, I need some time to think. I don't have a clue as to what's happening other than that it's happening quickly." Puck's face fell even more, and his eyes, which had turned a deep blue, just emphasized the disappointment he felt.

"Let me at least steal a goodnight kiss…" he cupped her chin in his hand and tenderly pressed his lips to hers.

She shocked herself yet again as she kissed him back.

"Stupid magic addiction!" she thought.

Their lips moved together in harmony. Both were trying so hard to hold themselves back, trying not to get too involved in the kiss, leaving it soft and sweet- yet filled with longing. A longing that varied for the two, each one wanting something different.

After what was likely a few minutes, they pulled back- but barely. He was still cupping her chin in his hand. They were resting their foreheads against each other's, their noses still touching. Shyly looking up, Sabrina noticed his eyes were pale purple. Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, she quietly asked him,

"What does that color mean?" he softly chuckled, flashing her a dazzling smile, and replied without changing the distance between them at all.

"Longing," he began, "the deeper the color, the stronger the emotion."

"So what was the magenta earlier?" She bit her lip in anticipation of the answer and he released her chin and backed up, as if trying to hold himself back.

"Are you sure you want to know?" he asked. She nodded her head quickly.

He looked down at his feet and chuckled again, shaking his head before lifting his head to reveal that they were once again, magenta. He took a few steps closer to her until their faces were once again only centimeters apart. His eyes began to shut slowly, and Sabrina's eyes mimicked his. The small space between them continued to grow even smaller as their lips parted in preparation for a kiss. Puck finally let the word escape his mouth.

"Lust."

As their lips crashed together, Sabrina tensed. Shocked not by the kiss, but by the word.

"Lust?" she thought, "But this is Puck… how…"

She lost her train of thought as his tongue slipped into her mouth aggressively. She felt the familiar tingle of magic and shuddered with pleasure. Her addiction was being fed by every touch. He moved on to her neck again and she groaned. She didn't want to do this- it would just end in damaged egos and broken hearts. It took all of her will power to pull away from the source of her addiction, but she managed. She just hoped that Puck wasn't too hurt by this.

"What's wrong?" He asked. His eyes were no longer a lustful magenta. They were once again a deep, this time swirled with a little gray, which she had previously known to mean hurt or sadness.

"It's just you … you… always call me 'ugly' and 'dogface' and you al- always prank me and we… we constantly insult each other," she couldn't help but stutter as she tried to explain herself, "and… and… this is just happening too quickly and I have too much going on with my life and… I… I'm… I'm sorry Puck but I need some time to think. I still can't even comprehend what happened at the party earlier. I can't do this. Can we talk about this tomorrow?" Her voice was shaky, and a single tear had trailed down her face.

Puck was now sitting on the table, running one hand through his hair and averting her eyes.

"Sure." He replied.

She rushed out of the room, heard a thump behind her and someone mutter "Idiot!" She made sure to skip the squeaky step and relief rushed through her as soon as she was safely in her bed. She realized she had dropped her toiletries when Puck snuck up on her and had forgotten them downstairs. That didn't matter much to her at the moment. Tears began to cascade down her cheeks.

"Why me? Why Puck? Why now?" she whimpered.

The door creaked open, and two sets of curious eyes fell upon her.

"Shit." She whispered to herself. She had forgotten to lock the door.

"Sabrina?" Daphne whispered, "Are you O.K?"

Sabrina paused for a moment. Then sat up and look her little sister in the eyes.

"We heard you crying." Red was standing next to Daphne, looking just as concerned.

"Oh... don't worry about me. I'm fine. Just a little… confused." This was only half correct. She was confused, but she was definitely not fine.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Daphne asked quietly.

Sabrina looked at her two sisters; one of blood relation and the other adopted. She decided that it would be a bad idea to involve them. No doubt that the dare was a plan of theirs. One of the many they formulated in the hopes of Sabrina and Puck getting together. She couldn't let them think it was their fault.

"No, no. I just saw Julianne and Josh holding hands earlier and… I just thought about my breakup the other week. I miss him still." she lied

"Oh. Still not over Aaron?" Daphne finished.

Aaron was the (physically) 19-year-old son of one of the Merry Men. He had dark hair, tan skin, bright blue eyes, and a muscular physique. Josh knew him because of his dad, and had introduced them. He immediately took a liking to Sabrina. She was wary at first, but eventually warmed up to him. They became close friends, but he had to ask her out three times before she said yes. His persistence was one of the qualities that she liked about him. They had dated for almost a year when they broke it off. She had never told anybody what happened. All anybody knew was that she hadn't seemed too upset, so they figured it was a mutual agreement.

"Yea. I miss having somebody to hold like that."

What she said was true, but she didn't miss Aaron, per se. The truth was that they still talked from time to time. He had found a way out of the barrier though, so he could go to college in the city, which is why they broke it off. That, and the fact that they had come to the realization that there wasn't any sexual attraction between the two despite the fact that they both were very attractive people. In the duration of their ten-month relationship, the extent of their kissing was a quick peck every so often.

"Oh. Well, we're always here for a hug if you need it." Red replied.

"I'd like that." Sabrina said.

Her tears had dried by then, and she stood up to approach the girls. She wrapped her arms around the two thirteen year olds. She thought to herself,

"No matter how hard this gets, I will always have my family."

She broke off the hug, and the two younger girls scurried off to their rooms. Sabrina was lying on her bed again. She just stared at the ceiling, trying to comprehend what had happened in the past two hours. It was about two in the morning when sleep finally came to her.

The dream faded away as Sabrina opened her eyes. She immediately looked over at the clock. Ten-thirty. Surprisingly, the house was silent. Intrigued by this, Sabrina got out of bed and threw on the same outfit she had worn to the coffee shop earlier that morning. When she got downstairs, she found a small box of donuts on the kitchen table with a note from her uncle Jake on top.

Thought you might want these 'Brina. Dragon egg omelets with satyr cheese and Eel sauce didn't sound too appealing. Tell Puck the leftovers are in the fridge. Your mom and dad took Basil to Coney Island for the weekend for his birthday and your granny took Red and Daphne to investigate who painted Baba Yaga's house yellow. I think it was an improvement, but the old hag thinks it's too cheery. I'm not going anywhere near this investigation- if you remember correctly, she still wants to eat me. So, I'm running errands today. I'll be home around five.

See ya then!

-Jake

P.S. Happy Spring Break kiddo!

"Well this is just perfect." Sabrina said to herself.

"Why is that?"

She turned around. There was Puck. Clad in nothing but pajama pants that rode low on his hips, exposing the top of his boxers. His dark blonde hair was sticking out everywhere. He had probably just rolled out of bed.

"Nothing." She said quickly, grabbing the box of donuts in one hand and heading for the door.

"Well where is everybody? And more importantly, where is my food." He said drowsily.

"They're all out. Leftovers are in the fridge." She stated bluntly as she passed him.

She was home free. Puck was behind her and focused on food. All she needed to do was make it up to her room so she could lock herself in there until her meeting with Briar and Julianne. She made it to her room, and put the box of donuts on her dresser.

"Whew," she thought, "made it."

Wrong. She turned around to find Puck standing there. Obviously more awake now, he held the note in his hand.

"So. Five o'clock." He said, sitting down on the edge of her bed. His eyes turned from green to indigo- reflecting a mixture of longing and disappointment.

"You know. We never did have that talk…"

Sabrina averted his eyes. Looking at the floor, remaining silent, hoping he would just leave. When he didn't, she broke the silence.

"And we're not about to have it now." She finally looked up, and straight into his eyes.

"Why not?" He replied, "We have time and there's nobody around to hear it."

He stood up and walked toward her, grabbing her shoulders once he reached her.

"We need to discuss it eventually. We've been through too much together to just pretend like the other doesn't exist, which is exactly what you have been doing to me lately. Are you ashamed? That's it isn't it." He raised his voice.

"Don't put words in my mouth!" She yelled, tears welling up in her eyes. "You have no right. You don't know what I've been going through an-"

"What YOU'VE been going through?" He screamed back, letting go of her shoulders and throwing his arms up in surrender. "What about what I'VE been going through?" he was motioning with his hands wildly. "At first you are all over me, and then, suddenly, you are giving me the cold shoulder. It's been like this on and off for MONTHS. One minute I'm thinking we're friends, the next minute lovers, and then the next it's like I don't even EXIST." He finished. His hands were at his sides in fists, his eyes an angry scarlet red.

"I'm SORRY!" she bawled. "Okay, I'm SORRY! I WISH I could give you an explanation, Puck, but I feel like I'm not even in control of my actions!" She would normally never cry in front of Puck, but she couldn't hold it in any longer. He knew this, and his face fell realizing just how cruel his words had been. She continued, "I WISH that I knew why this has been so hard for me. But you know what? I DON'T! SO if you are going to just stand here and yell at ME, and blame ME for all of this then YOU can just LEAVE!"

"Sabrina I…" he began

"OUT!"

He resigned, and walked out. After he left, he turned to say one last thing, only to find the door slammed in his face. Just like the night in her dream, Sabrina heard a thump, and heard him mutter "Idiot" to himself. She grabbed the donuts and sat on her window seat with the box on her lap. Raindrops had started beating against the window, as if the world was crying with her. After about an hour, the donut box was empty, and her eyes ran dry. She had no more tears left, and it was only noon. Five more hours of torture to go. As if by some miracle, her phone buzzed. It was a text from Julianne.

J- I woke up & gotta txt frm Puck. Wht hapnd?

S- What did he say?

J- He wantd 2 kno if I knw y u hav ben so upset l8ly.

S- Well, what did you say?

J- I told him "myob"

S- What does "myob" mean?

J- It means "mind ur own bizness"

As much as she loved Julianne, the text-speak got annoying. Sabrina always texted in proper English. The endless abbreviations were a pet-peeve of hers, though she did embrace the smiley faces and "less than three" hearts.

S- Oh. Okay. Thanks.

J- So r u gonna tell me wht hapnd?

S- We just got in a fight. I'll explain later.

J-He sez ur alone w/ him. Wanna cum ovr?

S- That'd be great. But don't ask me about what happened until we meet Briar later. I think she was right about being able to help.

J- FINE.

S- Just let me take a shower and get dressed.

J- Hurrrrrrrryyyyyyyy plz.

S- Shut it. I'll get there when I get there.

Sabrina picked out her outfit before walking to the bathroom. She chose a navy blue V-neck sweater and a lacy white camisole to wear underneath. She was about to pick up some shorts, then realized it was raining and settled on light wash ripped skinny jeans and black lace up boots that reached the middle of her calves. After showering and dressing, she pulled her hair half back, and put on a little bit of waterproof eyeliner and mascara, some clear lip gloss, and some waterproof under eye concealer. She knew the tears would come back eventually and wanted to be prepared. She threw some lip gloss, her wallet, her keys, and her phone into her plain black cross-body bag and made a mad dash for the door. Puck was in the living room and she yelled as she passed him,

"Tell them I'm going to Julianne's and that I will not be home for dinner."

He attempted to follow her, obviously wanting to talk. However, she slammed the door in his face yet again. Her Camry pulled into the driveway of a gorgeous house that was walking distance from downtown. It was two story, and pure white with two large columns on either side of the front porch. She walked up the paved stone pathway that was lined with purple flowers and reached her hand out to knock on the door. Before she had the chance, Julianne opened the door and forcefully yanked her inside. They sat and talked about school and drank hot chocolate for a while before Julianne couldn't contain herself any longer.

"Please?" she begged, "Your story is so much better than reruns of 'Days of Our Lives'! Please, please, pleaaasssseeee!"

"So now you're comparing my life to a Soap Opera?" Sabrina rolled her eyes.

"No. Well, kind of. Except the problem with the people on those shows is that they are over dramatic and completely helpless. They don't have a chance because they are all too stupid, and they all betray each other. You, on the other hand, tell it how it is, you're incredibly smart, and you have loads of loyal friends and family who want to help you."

Sabrina looked at the clock. Three-thirty. There was still three hours before they were to meet Briar at Sacred Grounds.

"You'll just have to wait Jules. It's hard enough to have to explain it once, but three times I just too many."

"Three times?" Julianne had a puzzled look on her face

"Well once I figure out how to deal with this, I'm going to have to explain it all to Puck. I wasn't planning on it originally, but today he kind of let me know just how much this is affecting him too."

"I WIN! You just told me what! You might as well just tell me the rest of the details!" Julianne smiled with pride at her own unintentional victory.

"For the last time, N-O, no!" Sabrina stifled a giggle. No matter how much she didn't want to talk, no matter how upset she was, Jules could always make her laugh.

After an hour of begging from Julianne and incessant "No's" from Sabrina, the girls decided to grab a bite to eat from the new pizza place that Gepetto had opened. The restaurant was his attempt at bringing a little bit of the Italy he missed so much to Ferryport Landing. They ordered a medium cheese pizza and two rootbeers, polishing off the entire 8 slices and rubbing their bellies contently.

"I have never had anything so delicious in my entire life!" Sabrina exclaimed.

"Ehhh, I have" Julianne motioned with her hand, shaking it as if to say the meal was "so-so."

"Yeah but you have been alive for how many years now?" Sabrina chuckled.

"Five hundred and eight as of two weeks ago."

The girls paid for their meal and headed to Sacred Grounds, where they found Briar setting pastries and hot cocoas on a booth that was secluded in the back of the shop. She waved them over and Sabrina explained her dream, and the argument she had with Puck to her eager friend and aunt sitting across from her in the booth. She had to stop to explain how Puck's eyes revealed their emotions. Both of them looked puzzled. Eventually, her friend spoke up and asked,

"What did he mean on and off? You mean that wasn't the last time something like this happened?"

Sabrina blushed, and looked at her feet to avoid their eyes. It was useless. She felt their curious stares burning holes in her so she lifted her head and slowly began to explain.

"This is going to take a while." She thought.

[A/N]: Today is the last day I will have to work on this story for a while. I have the next chapter almost done though, so I might be able to post it today! It's going to be Puck's point of view for basically everything, and he is going to bring up stuff that Sabrina hasn't. Hope you guys are excited (:

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