Sabrina was aware of the pain in her head first. Her skull ached so strongly that it hurt to even think, so she didn't. She merely endured it until she began to feel the rest of her body, which wasn't something she liked either.

Her breathing was not her own, controlled by a machine that beeped loudly, and annoyingly next to her. The machine was a little too slow and she began to feel uncomfortable and a little claustrophobic. And then, she felt the tube.

Her eyes opened in a panic and she blindly clawed for the tube that ran down her throat. She couldn't see, it was too bright, but she could hear voices telling her to calm down. She felt hands pulling hers away from the tubes. She wanted to scream, everything hurt, but she needed to rid herself of the plastic that had invaded and her throat.

Eventually, she felt the tube begin its way out of her mouth. She could feel it scrape at her esophagus and she shuddered. The tube was almost out when she felt the overwhelming urge to vomit. She began to dry-heave and nothing came up. What felt like an hour later, her gagging finally subsided. Her brow and chest were drenched in sweat and her hands shook violently in the air.

Sabrina lied on the bed and tried to catch her breath. She began to cry. Large drops ran down the sides of her face, but she didn't sob, merely allowed the tears to run down her cheeks in silence. A tissue dabbed at her eyes. She opened them and faces began appearing as her vision adapted to the light.

She saw Uncle Jake first; he had held her right arm. Then Granny who was behind his shoulder, her eyebrows shoved together and her breathing heavy as if she had gone through the de-tubing herself. A nurse stood hovering over her left shoulder with a syringe of clear liquid at the ready. A sedative, Sabrina guessed.

Sabrina tried to speak, but her voice only came out less than a whisper. "Granny", she mouthed.

Granny stepped forward as Uncle Jake released Sabrina's arm. "Oh, liebling. I am so sorry. I am so, so sorry." Granny laid a hand on Sabrina's wet cheek. "Can she have some water?" Granny looked up at the nurse.

The nurse nodded and grabbed a white cup from the bedside counter and held the straw up to Sabrina's lips. Sabrina tried to grab it, but her hand was too weak to hold it and she let the shaking limb fall back to her side. Leaning her head forward, she drank. The water went straight to her lungs and she coughed violently several times before drinking a second time. The second time, she was able to swallow the cool liquid.

"What happened? Where's Puck?" Sabrina rasped.

"You're in the hospital, liebling," Granny said. "Are you in pain? Do you need something?"

"What happened?" Sabrina asked a second time, staring her grandmother straight in the eye. She tried remembering being brought out of the house or at least being taken to the hospital, but there was nothing.

"After Jake came down with Daphne, we thought you would be right after. Jake climbed back up the tree to get after you; he found you outside your bedroom door and brought you both down the tree to us."

Sabrina looked at Jake. He had retreated to the corner of the room and was staring calmly at the hospital's tile floor.

"I thought I was dead," Sabrina said. "I thought I had died in there."

Granny grimaced. "You were in a bad way, liebling. We were so scared." Granny took Sabrina's hand in her own.

Sabrina glanced at their hands, but then stared at her arm, and her other arm; they were perfectly healthy. "Granny?!" she half-whispered. "Where are my burns?! I remember being burned!"

"Shh! Sabrina!" Granny looked around. The nurse had left minutes ago; they were alone. "We don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know? What is there to know? Did Jake do anything magical?" Sabrina furiously rubbed at her arms. Her pale skin was completely unblemished and felt miraculously smooth, an almost ridiculous contrast to the damage she felt in the fire. In fact, everything apart from her aching, weak muscles felt healthy, good almost.

"The moment we pulled you out of the fire, you began to heal. We don't know why… and frankly, we don't care. We're just so happy that you're okay." Granny encircled Sabrina in her arms.

"And Puck? Is he healed?" Sabrina pulled away.

"I'm afraid he took the brunt of the fire," Granny explained. Sabrina felt her chest begin to tighten around her heart. "But he's almost fully healed. He'll be completely fine. We should go check on him now. Are you going to be okay?"

"Can I go with you?" Sabrina asked. She started to slide out of the hospital bed. A deep chill settled on her skin as she realized how naked she was under the hospital dress. "Where are my clothes?"

"They're in the closet over there, but liebling," Granny said. Sabrina looked at her. "Please stay in bed a while longer, even if you feel fine, it would make me feel better. Try and get some sleep for the next couple of hours, the hospital has a minimum time release policy and that won't be up for a while. I'll have a hamburger ordered for you, okay?" She gave Sabrina a small, watery wink.

"Alright Granny," Sabrina replied. She didn't want to stay, but she could tell that Relda needed her to. The woman had been toeing the line of her breaking point and Sabrina didn't want to push her over.

Granny kissed Sabrina's forehead and walked to the door. She stopped for Jake.

"Just a minute. Please," he said to her. Granny nodded and left the room.

Jake stood in the middle of the room, still staring at the tile floor.

"Jake?" Sabrina asked. "What's wrong?"

Her voice broke his trance and his eyes snapped to her face. They held guilt. He crossed to her bed and kneeled beside it. Taking her hand he spoke, "I am so sorry Sabrina. I shouldn't have left you. I should have stayed and got you out and gone back for Puck. I shouldn't have left you."

"Hey," Sabrina said. "There was no time. I had to get Puck. And you saved us both, silly." Sabrina awkwardly patted the top of his head. She didn't comfort people besides Daphne.

"You don't understand. I almost let you die." His voice cracked and hot tears squeezed from his eyes. "When I went up there, I couldn't find you. I was ready to give up. If I hadn't heard you hit the door, I never would have opened it. I-almost-let-you-die."

"But you didn't," Sabrina said. "I'm still here, and without you I wouldn't be. It is thanks to you that I am alive. I will never forget that, and neither should you. It doesn't matter what might have happened, it matters what actually happened. Now stop or you're going to make me depressed."

Jake let out a short breath that sounded like a laugh. "I'll tell Granny to add extra fries with that burger."

"You better," Sabrina said as Jake stood.

"I just-"

"Ah," Sabrina interrupted. "What did I say?"

He smiled at her and left the room.

Sabrina sighed and fell backwards onto her sterilized pillows. She stared at her arms once more. The burns were gone, and so was the black.