AN~ I still want to know if you think Daphne should be an everafter. if you don't tell me, I'll just sort of assume you don't care and do whatever I want with the story. So review! It's in you best interests! Oh, and I'll add more puckabrina eventually, I'm still getting Sabrina her powers and adding a plot.

elliegoat: You really ought to get an account and write your own stories, you've got a TON of ideas. 1) I've got it all planned out if the reviewers want it to happen. if they don't I'll consider your other option. 2) mine are different swords! 3) jack is probably dead. I already told you about rumplestiltskin.


Granny walked downstairs the next morning to find Sabrina sprawled on the couch, one journal sticking out from under her stomach, another on the floor next to the couch, along with a pen. She smiled and shook her awake gently.

"Sabrina?"

"Mmm?" Sabrina asked groggily.

"It's breakfast time, what do you want to eat?"

Sabrina blinked the sleep out of her eyes, saying, "I don't care. Actually, I just sort of want to go back to sleep..."

Granny smiled. "Well, you'd better eat something, I'm calling Baba Yaga after breakfast to find out when we can visit her."

Sabrina groaned. "Great... can't we, like, have her come here or something? I don't have enough energy to move."

Granny smiled. "We could have Puck carry you."

Sabrina snorted. "I'm sure he'd love that."

"So what do you want to eat?" Granny asked again.

Sabrina closed her eyes again. "Pancakes... or french toast... maybe waffles... something normal, please."

Granny shook her head with a smile and walked into the kitchen.


About fifteen minutes later, Sabrina was up and moving around, full of energy. She had perked right up after consuming a stack of pancakes, and was almost looking forward to the trip to Baba Yaga's, and hoping they would take the carpet so she could fly.

In the middle of her third stack of pancakes, the door bell rang.

"I'll get it." Sabrina muttered. "As usual..."

When she answered the door, Baba Yaga was standing there, looking frantic, with her house behind her. "Let me in!" She shrieked.

Sabrina backed out of the doorway, bewildered. She was shocked when the house turned into a chicken and followed its mistress inside. She sighed, shrugged, and followed it into the living room.

When she got there, Baba Yaga was in the middle of telling her story. "They attacked my house and almost killed me. If I hadn't been forewarned, I'd be dead now."

"Wait-" Sabrina said. "Who warned you?"

"A girl, about your age." Baba Yaga said. "She was blond, too."

"I wonder who that could have been..." Daphne said. "There's not that many kids in Ferryport Landing."

Puck shrugged. "Whoever she is, she's got good information."

Sabrina glared. "Stupid Scarlet Hand. "I was just starting to have fun and- BAM! They're causing trouble again!" She had subconsciously curled her fingers as if she was holding a ball, and a flame was developing in the space between them.

Baba Yaga stared. "You didn't tell me she could do that!" She screeched, rounding on Granny.

"I was about to call you when you arrived here." Granny said. "It only started yesterday."

"She can do other stuff too!" Daphne piped up.

"Like what?" Baba Yaga asked curiously.

"Weather and the rest of the elements, and bubbles." Sabrina said.

"Bubbles?" Baba Yaga asked. "That's interesting... I wonder what else it is."

"Could we conduct the examination somewhere else? Sabrina asked. "Like, away from the rest of the family?"

Granny smiled. "Why don't you go up to your room? I'll see what I can do about the house."

Upstairs, Sabrina sighed. "That's better."

"Why did you want to leave?" Baba Yaga asked.

"Mainly my dad." Sabrina said. "He's upset about this enough without you going over all the details in front of him. Plus I've got an idea about the bubbles and if I'm right, I don't want him to know."

"You think they might be related to the barrier?" Baba Yaga asked. "Yes, I think so too."

"That might be useful" Sabrina said. "I wanted to ask you something."

"Make me a fire." Baba Yaga said. "What?"

Sabrina clenched her fingers around the invisible ball again and concentrated. "Two things, actually. Can I let it go out yet?"

"Yes. Water now. What?"

"I've been tired and really hyper in spurts, and I want to know why. Is it an everafter thing, or am I sick, or what?" Sabrina spread her fingers out and sent a little swirl of water around the room.

"Now air. It's because your powers are new. You don't have the capability of storing the energy right yet. If you feel strongly about something, or if you eat or sleep, you should have lots of energy, but if you do anything magical, until you store up some reserves, you'll just sap your own energy."

Sabrina concentrated on the nothing in front of er htat was air. SHe could almost see it, if she looked right. It started moving. "Thanks. The other question was, what is 'the sword'?"

"The what? Earth."

Sabrina concentrated on the dust in the room. It gathered into a pile and shook. "It's something I found in the journals."

"Weather. Which journal?"

"Inside? Oh, whatever." Sabrina decided that a storm in her bedroom would be fun, and she made a miniature thunderhead right over Baba Yaga's head, taking care to have the water evaporate before it hit anything else. "Angelina Grimm."

"I remember Angelina. A lot like you. Any other weather?"

"I haven't tried." She spun the thundercloud with her mind, and it became a tiny hurricane, then the rain died, and it was a tornado. "I guess so. She mentions a lot about this sword, and I want to know what it is."

"Can you do weather on a large scale? I'd be able to tell you better if you showed me the journal."

Sabrina concentrated for a minute then brought the temperature down to 15 degrees Fahrenheit and made it snow outside. Then she cleared it away and let the weather return to its normal temperature of 70 degrees. "I'll show you once we're done."

"Bubbles first. Why are you asking me? Your grandmother probably knows."

"But I trust you to tell the truth." Sabrina pulled out a bubble wand. "Granny'll probably think I'm too young to know or something and tell me it's not important."

"Knowing Relda, she will. Can you make the bubble without the wand? Try it."

Sabrina shrugged, popped the old bubbles, and concentrated on the air in front of her. Nothing happened. She took her hands and made another invisible ball between them on instinct. She felt something in between them, and she pulled her hands apart. Whatever it was got bigger. Sabrina concentrated harder, and the whatever it was gained a pearly sheen. "Ha! That's cool!"

"That's enough for now." Baba Yaga said. "We'll work more later. Now, about that journal...?"

"Come on." Sabrina said, leading her downstairs.