Puck was furious. He could hardly keep himself from leaving Sabrina somewhere safe and finking James. 'That…' Puck couldn't think of a word to describe James the way he wanted to so he just contented himself with thinking of countless bad things happening to the black haired boy. Sabrina moved slightly in his arms, causing him to slow his flight so as not to wake her.
"It's better for you to be asleep Grimm, it won't hurt as much. I wouldn't be surprised if you hurt your ankle even more after your little escapade." Sabrina didn't move again, and Puck couldn't help but be worried. What if he hadn't gone after her? What if he had just let her go on her date? She could've been hurt, and knowing her, she would've been. Puck kept flying, allowing the streams of cool air flowing past him to help him calm down a bit. Fuming up in the sky did absolutely nothing. Getting James could wait till school, besides, Sabrina needed him now. Thinking of her, he sped up slightly, pushing himself to the highest speed he could go without fear of waking her. She didn't move, and seemed hardly to breathe. She just lay there in his arms, a deadweight. 'But she's safe.' Puck kept repeating that in his head, all the way home. It was the only thing that kept him from dwelling on thoughts of James.
As he reached the house, he noticed a car in the driveway, it one could call the old deathtrap which was the families means of transportation a car. 'Great, the old lady's home. This might take some explaining.' Puck alighted on the front porch and kicked on the door, unable to open it with his Sabrina in his arms. It swung open and he saw Mr. Canis looming in the doorframe. He glanced in surprise at the odd sight in front of him, then stepped aside and allowed Puck to pass through.
"What happened to her?" Canis' deep voice almost whispered to Puck. Puck just shook his head and headed to the stairs.
"I'll tell you later. Right now she just needs to get to bed." Canis' seemed ever so slightly annoyed, but his eyes showed nothing, and he just nodded, closing the front door from the night. Puck, meanwhile, was already up the stairs and at Sabrina's bedroom. He managed to open the door with his foot and stepped inside. Taking Sabrina to the bed, he lay her down gently, covering her with a blanket. He smoothed back her hair, watching her carefully for a moment.
"Your safe again Grimm. Safe. Just don't wake up too soon." Then he leaned over her and placed his lips ever so lightly against her forehead. He lingered there for a moment, smelling her hair, then stood up straight and left the room. He made straight for Relda's room. Impatiently, her knocked on her door. She appeared a moment later, already in a nightgown but with eyes as awake bright and awake as ever.
"Why Puck, what is it? It's nearly eleven!"
"Sabrina. Could you come look at her again?" Relda gave him an odd look.
"Why on earth would you want me to look at Sabrina again?" Puck didn't know how to answer that.
"Old Lady would you please just come?" Something in his voice must have clicked with her, because without a word she nodded and followed him to Sabrina's room. She entered and turned on the light, then stopped.
"Why on earth is Sabrina still in her clothes?" She looked to Puck for an answer but he ignored her again. Sighing in resignation, Relda followed him to the bed. She leaned over Sabrina, gently shaking her.
"Sabrina, leibling wake up." She continued to shake Sabrina slightly and was confused when she didn't move. Puck sidled up awkwardly.
"Well, yah see, she's kind of… unconscious…" Relda's eyes opened wide.
"What? Unconscious? How?" Puck explained about the mugging and James' being a coward and running away and how he had saved Sabrina. Relda's eyes sparkled a bit as she said "But how did you know she was in trouble?" Puck looked at the walls, trying to think of how to explain it to her.
"Well, ummmm… I was sort of following them. But only to make sure everything was okay!" He added the last part on hastily, seeing a small smile mixed in with Granny Relda's disapproving frown. She turned back to Sabrina and sighed.
"Well, there's nothing I can do until she wakes up. We'll check with her in the morning. Poor girl, she's had a terrible night. Must be exhausted as well." Relda then turned around and left, leaving Puck alone in the room. Silently, Puck turned off the lights and sat next on the floor next to the door. He was not going to be gone if she woke up during the night. 'Not after what happened. If she wakes up, I'll be here.' Puck thought to himself as he watched her bed for signs of movement. He felt slightly weird, watching her sleep like that, but the feeling soon left. He watched her for many hours, checking on her every time she stirred even a little. Finally he drifted into a very light slumber, half awake, half dreaming. A slight moan awoke him. He jumped up to his feet and hurried to the bed, anxiously waiting to see if she was awake. His eyes, well accustomed to the dark after so many hours, watched intently as her eyes fluttered slightly, then opened. She looked around herself, as if not knowing where she was, then her eyes alighted on Puck. Smiling slightly, she relaxed a bit.
"Puck. Where am I?" Puck stroked her hand gently as she tried to sit up.
"No, don't sit up, your home in bed. Go back to sleep." Sabrina shook her head but lay down.
"I can't sleep, I hurt." Puck looked at her, carefully examining every aspect of her face. Yes, he could tell she was in pain. Her face seemed drawn and her eyes were glistening. 'James put her through pain.' The thought was outraging. Puck seethed inwardly, swearing James would not escape unpunished. Sabrina slipped her hand into his, pulling him from his malicious thoughts.
'That's twice you've saved me now fairy boy. Thanks." Puck smiled at her, wishing her could take away all her pain. Gently, he stroked her hair, running his fingers through the soft, smooth blonde locks. He couldn't help but love her. 'Love her?' his thoughts caught up with his heart. 'Do i really love Grimm?' He looked down at Sabrina, she was staring at the ceiling, eyes slightly misted, thinking of things he couldn't even try to guess. 'Yes, i love her.' He immediately felt a warmth seep up, seeming to fill his whole being. He grinned down at her, and right then he wished with all his heart that he would've realized it earlier. 'Then she wouldn't have gone on that stupid date with James, and she would've been with me. Safe with me.' These thoughts caused a wave of self disgust to wash over him, but it was immediately stopped when Sabrina tightened her grip. Puck looked down, alarmed at what might be wrong.
"What is it?" He whispered as he watched her turn her face to his. There was a glimmer of fear in her eyes.
"Puck, will you stay with me?" Puck's face softened. He held her hand up and stroked it before pressing his lips to it. Laying it back on the bed he replied
"Of course I will. What else would I do." Sabrina nodded a little, then closed her eyes. Puck sat on the bed and watched as Sabrina slowly drifted away from pain and into sleep. He didn't release her hand till morning light crept through the windows. Then he stood and, after stretching, gave her hand one last caress and went to his own room. He barely made it into his door before he slumped down and fell asleep.
