'Was this really happening? Was I seriously kissing Puck? He hasn't tried anything like this since my 13th birthday. But, God, it feels so good! Better than good, almost, magical. No, no, no, NO! I can't be doing this right now. No, no, no,' Sabrina's head was spinning. 'This kiss is amazing! But it's Puck. But I know him so well. It's Puck! No, no, NO!' Sabrina's common sense suddenly took control. She pushed Puck away with her hands, and with a great deal of effort, detached her lips from his. Sabrina stared into his eyes for a couple of seconds. She opened her mouth to yell at him, maybe even cuss him out, but the only noise that escaped her was a squeak. Puck grinned.

"Speechless, Grimm?" he taunted. "I'm just that good." The familiarity of Puck's over inflated ego brought Sabrina back to her senses.

"You moron! You asshole! You, you, you, UGH! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU!" Sabrina screeched.

"That was my sincere apology. Okay, well the first couple of seconds were my apology. Then I just couldn't stop…" Puck's voice trailed off. Sabrina gaped at him. He looked at his feet sheepishly. She shook her head back and forth.

"I can't do this, I can't do this, I can't do this!"

"What, Sabrina? You can't do what? Kiss me? Am I not good enough for you? Am I not the right one for you, Sabrina? Am I really that difficult to bear?" Puck asked angrily, spreading his wings. He had just begun rising when Sabrina grabbed his hand and yanked him back down.

"Don't you dare fly away from me!" Sabrina yelled. Puck opened his mouth but Sabrina clapped her hand over it. "I can't be with you," she continued quietly, releasing her hand that was acting as a muzzle. "At least, I don't think I can… Puck, you've always been good enough. And that's the problem. You've always been the one. And I can't deal with that. I can't deal with what you make me feel, with what you make me want to do! I just, I, I, I just can't take it!" Sabrina turned and ran as fast as her confining skirt would allow her towards Granny Relda's house and the sanctuary of her bedroom. Puck was left standing dumbstruck in the dust, a single tear rolling down his face.

*****

"Sabrina?" Daphne opened the door to Sabrina's room and peeked her head in. She saw her sister sprawled out on her back on the queen-size bed. Daphne shut the door behind her. She laid down next to her sister, pretending she didn't notice the tears silently streaming down her face. "This is kind of a dumb question, but are you okay?" Sabrina looked at her sister.

"Not really."

"Do you wanna talk about it?" Daphne's nose scrunched up. "You aren't pregnant, are you?" Sabrina choked out a laugh.

"Of course not. I just… had a fight with someone."

"Oh. What was the fight abou-" Red suddenly entered the room and slammed the door, a confused expression on her face.

"What's the matter, Red?" Sabrina asked worriedly. Red took a deep breath.

"Puck just got home. He ran up to his room, and didn't see me. But I saw him. He was crying." She whispered with eyes as big as saucers. Daphne gasped and Sabrina moaned in anguish. The oldest Grimm girl rolled onto her stomach and covered her head with a pillow. Red jumped up on the bed with the other girls and looked at Daphne quizzically. Daphne shrugged and gently took the pillow off of Sabrina's head.

"You fought with Puck?" Daphne asked. Sabrina shook her head. "You had a fight with someone else?" Sabrina shook her head again. "Ok…" said Daphne.

"Someone that you and Puck know died?" Red asked, trying to help. Sabrina shook her head and mumbled something.

"What was that?" Daphne rolled her sister over. "Repeat. Now."

"I told him almost everything." Sabrina whispered. "I told him that I didn't think I could be with him. I told him that he's the only guy that I've ever thought about. I nearly told him that, that, that, ithinkilovehim." Red and Daphne gasped.

"You… love him?" The twelve-year-olds looked at each other and nodded. Daphne dashed off into Granny Relda's room, and Red gently rubbed Sabrina's back.

"It's okay, Sabrina. Just relax, we're going to go somewhere to get your mind of things." Red said to the distraught teenager. Daphne dashed back in with the magic carpet in her arms. Sabrina looked at Daphne and stood up, wiping her face off.

"Where are we going?" she sniffed.

"Anywhere. Who cares? I told Mom and Dad that we're going out for something to eat and will be back later. You might want to change out of your skirt though, 'Brina." Sabrina nodded and dug around for a pair of jeans. After she was changed, the three girls opened the window, boarded the carpet, and took off into the sky.

*****

Puck laid in his hammock bed with tears he didn't even know he had dripping onto the dirt floor beneath him. If he had known how Sabrina felt, maybe he wouldn't have wimped out on telling her how he felt. Puck's stomach was doing flips, and he was almost to the point of being sick before he decided that it was time to be a man, and to confess his love for the girl he never would've thought to love. He swung his legs out and took a deep breath. He could do this. He was strong. He was royalty, for God's sake! The Trickster King was no pansy. Puck made his way to the door, into the hallway, and was about to knock on Sabrina's door when he heard voices inside. He listened in briefly, to wait for a better moment to interrupt.

"I told him almost everything." He heard Sabrina whisper. "I told him that I didn't think I could be with him. I told him that he's the only guy that I've ever thought about. I nearly told him that, that, that, ithinkilovehim." Puck backed up from the door, more confused then shocked. Should he burst in there and tell her what he felt? Wait for a moment when Sabrina wasn't already on the edge of breaking down? Suddenly the door burst open and Daphne sprinted down the hall. Thankfully she didn't see Puck, and he retreated back to his room.