A/N: This is written from the view point of the character Abbie whilst Amy is searching for the Winter court. Enjoy :)

It has been at least one hour since Amy went to use the bathroom so I figured she got lost and decided to go look for her.

It shouldn't be that hard, I mean the way she dresses is so…extreme, with her navy skinny jeans, bright blue t-shirt, her black jacket with random cartoon characters, studded black ankle boots, complete with black hair with blonde flashing through. Finding her should be easy.

I crept quietly to the wooden door and opened it slowly so that I did not disturb anybody's sleep. It was completely useless; the tremendous sound it made could have woken the dead. I snuck around it when it was only a quarter of the way open and almost darted to the end of the corridor desperately trying to find Amy but I slowed down when I realised she might be in one of the rooms on either side of the corridor. The whole place looked so intimidating. I had no idea where to start looking first.

It was probably hopeless. She was probably already back in our room wondering where the hell I am. But this didn't feel possible. I knew she was in trouble and I knew I had to help her.

There were at least fifty doors on each side of the stretch of corridor. Oh where should I start, each door looks the flipping same?

In sheer disparity I opened a door at least ten away from ours. It was a bad choice. Within the room where two…creatures of some sort. They were at least half the size of the average human but with twice more energy. They were red and clothed unusually. It was a cross between what a teenage rock band would wear and steampunk. They were running from one end of the room to the other with no apparent goal in doing so. I stood there in shock. I had never seen something so amazing in all my life. They were funny creatures and I wished I could take one away with me. I wanted to get a better look so I took a couple of steps into the room.

Then it hit me.

I'd seen these creatures before, in a dream. A nightmare actually. It was one where it would start out blissfully, like a dream. Everything would be fine and then those…things would appear and…

I needed to get out of the room.

I slowly backed away hoping they wouldn't see me but that attempt failed.

Their heads rotated eerily towards me and I was met with glowing yellow eyes. A zip ran across their faces and down their necks. No emotions lurked on their faces. This was a bad sign because right when they acknowledged your existence is when the scary part happens.

The zip that ran across their faces came undone. Like a hand puppet they turned inside out and collapsed to the floor and their insides became outside, revealing my worst nightmare.

Daddy longlegs. What looked like a heard came swarming towards me. They clang to me and I could feel my very heart beating a mile a minute. I tried to swot them away but there were too many. I tried to run out of the room but ended up running into a wall and bumping my head. After that, all I remembered was I figure running to my aid and carrying me away from the room.

A nightmare began. It was about Amy.

It felt like I was hovering over her, sort of like a conscious.

She was somewhere snowy. She was hidden in a cave hugging her legs to her chest to keep warm. It was a horrible sight, her lips were blue and she was shaking uncontrollably. I wanted to go help but the closer I thought I was getting, the further away she kept slipping. I decided to stay and just watch seeing if there were any visual clues to her whereabouts. Nothing.

Then I tried to talk to her.

"Hey, Amy. Do you think it's time for you to come home? I've been so worried about you."

No reply.

"Hey Amy!"

Still nothing.

"AMY!"

More shakes. Then she lay down and became still. Snow just covering her face and wind blowing through her hair.

"Amy, please don't do this to me," I managed between sobs. "You're not really dead. Please wake up."

I was then violently woken up. Someone was shaking me by my shoulders.

"Hey are you ok, Abbie," It was Puck; he had whispered which was good because my head was killing. "It sounded like you were having a bad dream."

He was so concerned for me. He was so nice to me, probably the only person in this world who did.

"What happened?"

"You hit you head off a wall. It was a good thing I was around otherwise you would have spent the night with…daddy longlegs."

He chuckled at the thought.

"It's not my fault. They're really scary. Last time I came face to face with a daddy longlegs I had to defend myself with a guitar."

I blushed when he noticed he was laughing at me. He found me funny. I nearly fainted again.

I realised there was a smell of something sweet in the air. It smelt like apples and toast. I turned to the bed stand and noticed there was a tray full of what looked like apple jam on toast.

"What's this?"

"Oh it's breakfast in bed, since I figured you wouldn't really want to get out of bed."

I shot up.

"It's morning?" My eyes widened in shock when he nodded. "No, Amy's been missing since last night."

"…Really? She probably got lost-"

"No I had a dream and I think she's in danger. Is there anywhere around here that has lots of snow."

Puck stood up in genuine concern.

"The Winter court."

"We need to go there. Now."

Puck sighed in frustration.

"Look the chances are she's probably dea-"

"Don't say that. I know Amy and I think I know roughly where she is. Can you take me Puck?"

"…Fine, but I'm only doing this because it's for you Abbie."

I blushed. He was doing this for me. It was so romantic.

I rose from bed, ready for our little search party.

Puck looked me up and down in utter disgust. I felt slightly self-conscious as he did so.

"I think you need to change."

I eyed my clothes and noticed that I was still wearing the same things since I got here. Plain blue jeans, a pink t-shirt, a pair of plain black shoes and a grey jacket with a pretty, bright floral pattern jacket, all soaked with blood from our little trip into the forest.

"…right."

After about ten minutes of finding clothes and changing into them, I finally took small bites out of the breakfast and was ready to set off. I was now wearing silky black trousers, a hot pink t-shirt, the same black shoes and a thick lacy purple cape which was going to keep me warm in the Winter court. I decided not to put the cape on yet as it was far too humid.

Puck had also changed his clothes. He was wearing thick creamy, green trousers, a simple blue shirt that contrasted beautifully with his emerald eyes, black ankle boots and a cape, which he was going to wear in the Winter court.

I just about swallowed the breakfast when Puck turned to me.

"You ready, Abbie?"

"Of course."

"Oh there's been one thing I've wanted to do since last night."

He cupped the sides of my face with his hands and pulled me towards him for a kiss. I closed my eyes and our lips met. He tasted of apples and toast. We were intertwined for about thirty and then our tongues touched. It was my second ever kiss and it was magical. I now had the full taste of apples. We pulled apart for the briefest of seconds and I breathed in his sent. He smelt of the earth itself and a bit of heaven, if there were a smell. We were locked again in another kiss. This time it was more passionate. I parted my lips and was greeted by his tongue again. He was delicate. I savoured every moment of this. We stayed like this for a moment before we pulled away. I opened my eyes and ours eyes met.

"Puck?"

"Yes, Abbie."

"Let's go find us an Amy."