Disclaimer: I don't own the Sisters Grimm, only Siren….and what Sabrina's becoming

Sabrina POV

I think that it was only my hand that kept Puck from launching himself onto Peter, and not for a hug…..but that's only what I think kept him here, maybe he wouldn't attack him for another reason, one that made perfect sense, unlike this one. Like the fact that the tension in this room was even higher than it was when I woke up, something I didn't think possible, and hoped to never experience. And this wasn't the good, at least as good as tension can get, tension….this was the bad kind…the way bad kind, the intensity to kill kind, the if you do one more thing to piss me off I'm slicing you up and feeding you to the crows kind of tension. Yea, not one of the most pleasant experiences I've ever had….if it was I would need some help…..no make that one hell of a lot of help.

These 2 must have some kind of history…..and not a good one. Maybe the history was on Puck's side, because Peter seemed unaffected by the rage that was so obviously affecting Puck. In fact, Peter seemed as fine as can be in the house of you enemy, with glares from everyone in the room, oh yea and one person who was ready to tear him to shreds at the slightest provocation. Just what did Peter Pan do?

"I see that Puck still remembers." Stated Peter with a smug smile on his face, but why smug?

This comment only seemed to provoke Puck even more. Great. Just Great. Come on Puck, I know you're stronger than that…than him. You must know that this is exactly what he wants; if even I can tell then I'm sure that you can. Puck seemed to realize this just as he was about to launch himself onto Peter. The realization seemed to calm him down a bit, keyword, or should I say keywords are a bit.

This wasn't good, if Puck attacked him, I wasn't so sure that he would come out alive. I could sense something from Peter that was deadly, my new sixth sense, must have something to do with the wings. Anyway, I don't know why, but my gut was telling me Puck wouldn't survive, and only Siren and I would, if we went against him…..this made no sense, what did Siren have that others didn't? I didn't know, but then again, I don't know much about Siren, and she did change me, and that flash of light….sigh, this is all so confusing. But one thing isn't confusing; my gut. I've learned to follow my gut, it's usually right, even if it sounds ridiculous, it usually works. I hope my gut isn't right in this case, because it looked more and more that Puck was gonna break and fight Peter any second. I hoped he didn't, he'd die, and, though I can't fathom why, he meant something to me, maybe because deep down, I consider him my family. Wow. This day is officially the worse day of my life….feel free to guess why.

Puck POV

Peter. Was. Gonna. Die. And SOON!!! I know that he just wanted me to attack; I knew that he was just looking for an excuse to kill me. I knew all of that, and yet I wanted so much just to run over there and pulverize him to a pulp. I took all my self-control and then some and Sabrina's hand, to keep me from racing over there. I knew that it hadn't always been like this, that once upon a time we were friends. I remember that first day we met like it was yesterday.

Flashback

I was at the playground, planning my next prank on my sister, when all of a sudden, a boy came running up to me and hid behind me.

"What're you doing?" I asked starting to get up.

The boy clung to me, looked up with puppy dog eyes and said "I'm hiding from the girl I pulled a prank on, she looked extremely angry, and she saw me pull it."

"Fine." I said, plopping down again.

I couldn't abandon another prankster in need, but if she saw him, than he was an amateur, and needed a lot of work. Maybe I'd help him, if I liked him. Just then a very angry looking girl covered in horse poo stomped by; she was my sister. Ok, now I kinda like this guy, in that playing pranks on sister's kind of way.

"Thanks, I'm Peter Pan by the way." He said getting up.

"I'm Puck, if you want I can teach you some things so that you won't get caught." I offered.

"Cool." Said Peter, and reached his hand down towards me to help me up. I took it, and so began the beginning of a beautiful friendship…….or so I thought.

End Flashback

I was almost about to pop, after remembering that, but it's what he said next that made me act.

"So you still game?" he asked in this sweet innocent voice that made me sick to the stomach.

I COULDN"T BELIEVE THAT HE WOULD STILL SAY THAT AFTER WHAT HAPPENED, WHAT HE DID?!!!? That was the last straw, I was not going to just stand there and take that comment…err question!!! He had crossed the line long ago, and now he had just crossed another, worse line, one that cannot be crossed without me taking action, one that he had never dared cross before now. I don't know what had changed to make him cross it, but he was gonna pay, big time.

I let go of Sabrina's hand, no need to get her dragged into all this. And lunged/ran towards him, ready to rip his head off. He wasn't getting away, not this time, not after what he did to me, not after that. He was gonna pay BIG TIME for what he had done, and I was gonna make him.