A/N: Sorry for getting this up late, but I had a lot of crap going on. Don't worry though, I'd never forget my fanfiction! Forgive errors, I haven't edited it yet. This one is for everyone who has supported me and reviewed so far!

PUCKABRINA: Sorry! Thanks for reviewing, and I hope you get to read this. :)

Chapter 11

Music ebbed and flowed as if alive, enveloping the crowd. Sabrina sighed and slipped away into the shadows, sprinting down an abandoned hallway in her uncle's house. For whatever reason, even though he was blind, there was a demented witch with a grudge coming after them, and Sabrina had a tail, Jake still insisted on a New Year's Eve party. Which of course, Sabrina pretended to enjoy for a half hour, made some light conversation, and ran away.

But hiding in peace is far too much to ask. Sabrina turned a corner and ran smack into someone else. White powder flew everywhere, causing Sabrina to burst into sporadic coughing fits.

"Watch where you're going!" Sabrina yelled, rubbing her stomach.

"Sorry," a distinct voice grumble in the dark.

Sabrina whipped her head up, "Puck?"

"In the flesh," he replied, "Are you ok, Ugly?"

"Yeah-" Sabrina winced, "No…"

Puck helped her up and into a small side room. He practically threw her onto the couch and flipped on the light. His eyes widened as he looked at the paling Sabrina.

"Wha—Oh…" Sabrina looked down at her stomach, and found that the unbearable pain had a source.

She had a deep gash in her side, the deep red life essential soaking onto her shirt. She looked up at Puck.

"What the heck were you carrying?" she tried to scream at him, but the pain from using her diaphragm forced her into a whisper.

Puck looked sheepish, "Well… there's a possibility that I was carrying baby powder, glue, a container…. And… A knife."

"WHAT? What do you need a flipping knife for?" Sabrina gasped.

"The greatest prank ever!"

Sabrina rolled her eyes. Puck walked over and sat on the floor next to her, ripping a piece of his shirt off to make crude gauze. There was an awkward silence as he waited, unsure whether it would be appropriate to actually press it onto her. Sabrina, unable to speak anymore, grabbed him by the ear and tugged, giving him a hard glare. Puck leaned in… And stopped, backing away.

"What's wrong now?" Sabrina said, then looked around in amazement that she could say anything at all.

She looked down at the wound, which was rapidly healing, until it finally disappeared, not even leaving a trace that it had ever been there. Sabrina gasped.

"That's new," she stated.

Puck nodded in agreement. He then got up to go, only to trip and land headfirst on the ground. He pulled himself up, his blood streaming out of his nose.

Sabrina burst out laughing, "Way to give yourself a bloody nose, stinkpot."

She walked over and gave him a sarcastic pat on the back, shivering as her hand hit his bare skin, exposed because of his attempt at an unnecessary gauze. Her fingers tingled as if they had been hit with electricity.

Sabrina's hands flew to her nose, which suddenly hurt, and was surprised when she drew her hands away covered in blood. She looked at Puck, who only had dried blood on his face, but was no longer bleeding. Her nose quickly healed.

"That's also new," Sabrina said.

Puck shook his head, "This is getting too weird."

Sabrina picked up the baby powder container on the ground, and doused her betrothed in it. She stood back and enjoyed the view of Puck hacking like a maniac. Puck grabbed the nearest throw pillow and hit Sabrina with it, sending her reeling. Sabrina leaped over him and grabbed a monkey pillow pet. Puck eyed the large window evilly.

Sabrina followed his eyes, "No way."

"Oh yeah," Puck flew out the window.

Sabrina sighed and followed suit. The two were locked in an epic battle of wits and strength. Sabrina hit Puck with all her strength, catching him right in the face.

"Ow! No fair! You hit me with the eye!" Puck exclaimed.

Sabrina grinned, and whacked him again. Puck dodged it and sent a wicked shot at her legs, sending the teen into a downward spiral. Puck laughed at her lack of balance, and dove down, attempting to hit her again. Unfortunately for him, Sabrina gained control, choosing that exact moment to shoot up into battle. As expected, the two hit each other head on, and they both fell 3 stories to the ground. Puck jerked up at the last moment, grabbing a wounded Sabrina, but only managed to lighten the fall and steer them into a bush. Puck looked at his body in shock—not a scratch. Confused, he looked over at Sabrina, then remembered in horror her newfound ability. Instead of Sabrina taking her own injuries, which were very extensive, she had also taken the boy's.

That must have been why I suddenly could fly… Grimm healed me on accident, he concluded.

Sabrina had two broken arms, a bump on her head, and various bruises. Not to mention the scratches gained from their lovely landing pad. The bones were already snapping into place, and the red welt on her head was quickly deflating. All the scratches were already gone, and the bruises were gaining normal color.

The girl shot up, and looked around, not a single bump on her. Slowly creeping back down, she landed.

"What just happened?" she asked.

"Well… You kind of just took a hit for both of us…" Puck said.

Sabrina groaned, "Does this mean I have to find the witches."

"Normally, yeah, it would… But all three of them are passed out on the couch right now," Puck replied.

"You mean they came to the party?"

"Yep."

"What a relief."

"Yep."

They sat in silence, their knees touching. They both started to talk, then stopped.

"Go ahead," Sabrina urged him.

"No, it's fine, you go first," Puck responded.

Sabrina took a deep breath, "Thanks. For the ring. It means a lot. It's been really helpful. There. I said it. I'll never say it again," to prove her point, she punched him in the stomach.

"What was that for?" said a doubled over Puck.

Sabrina sighed and leaned back, looking at the sky, "Restoring balance, stinkpot."

"So I guess now I have to say something too, huh?"

"Yeah."

"Fine. You don't have to marry me."

Sabrina looked at him, "But doesn't that mean that you'll be with Moth?"

"Yeah… But I'm not sure that I'll be able to come up with a solution before we turn eighteen."

Sabrina took a double take, "What? Why eighteen?"

"Mab gets that since you have mortal parents, you can't marry cause you're a minor, and still under their control. But as soon as you turn eighteen… It's over. Anything we fake is done with."

"That's two years, fairyboy. Even if you're too stupid to come up with something, I'm not."

"You better. I think I would die if I had to marry you for real."

"Me too…" Sabrina said, "By the way, the ring won't come off. Is that normal?"

Puck looked at her hand in surprise, then grabbed it. He tried to pull it off, but it wouldn't budge.

"That's kind of normal. I mean, with royalty stuff, one of us has to want the engagement called off or else it's impossible to remove," his eyes widened as he realized what he just said, "You don't really want to marry me, do you, Ugly?"

Sabrina grimaced, "Ew! No way, jose! It's defiantly not me keeping this thing on. I'm just a really good actress. I faked the ring out."

They both turned a few shades darker red.

"Well…" Puck cleared his throat, "As much as I'd hate to sit here and talk with you, there are large amounts of people who need to be covered in baby powder, and I need to go get more, thanks to you, Grimm."

Sabrina rolled her eyes, "Puck, if you stab yourself with a knife I am so not healing you. I'm most likely going to stay a safe distance away and laugh."

Puck hit her in the arm, and Sabrina hit him back harder. The fairy ran into the house. Moments and many coughs later, a group of dusted party-goers stumbled out.

"…Defying Gravity! And nobody in all of Oz… no people unless they can fly too, are ever gonna find me!"

"Daphne! Shush! Those aren't even the right words!" Sabrina shouted over the shower's streams.

"Fine!" Daphne yelled back.

Sabrina sighed in relief.

"Popular. I'm making you popular! I'll give you lots of toys and talk to boys… LA LA! La lele LA!" Daphne belted.

Sabrina, having given up, waited outside of the door. She looked at her watch. Drat. Why Daphne had claimed the shower when her school was after Sabrina's was anyone's guess. Sabrina, realizing that she was going to miss her bus, abandoned hopes of taking a shower, deciding that today was the perfect day to start showering at night. Her phone buzzed in her pocket, and she pulled it out to reveal two rather depressing texts.

Pea: Can't pick you up, Dad's ticked at me, took away my car. Sry. G2g. ask nettle 4 a ride.

Nettle: 4got 2 tell u, I have a doc's appointment 2day. Gonna b l8 2 school. Ask pea 4 a ride.

Groaning, Sabrina got ready to walk to school and be late, when Puck whizzed by her, and she suddenly remembered that she could fly. Sabrina grinned.

"Puck!" Sabrina called, and the fairyboy slowed.

"What is it, Grimm?" Puck yelled back at her.

"Pea and Nettle ditched us. Wanna fly to school?" she asked.

Puck started laughing evilly, "You know, if someone sees us, they'll be totally freaked out. It'd be hilarious."

"Yup. Let's just hope that there aren't any non-everafters around."

And they took off for school, unaware of the tragedy that they could've prevented. Unaware of the figure lurking in the dark.

A/N: MWA ! R&R! Bye!