Hello my beautiful Bookworms! I hope everyone enjoyed the last chapter as it is EXTREMELY IMPORTANT for this whole story to make sense. I was so happy to see that this fic now has over 4,000 views :) please keep reading and click the favourite button if you're enjoying it.

This chapter is a development of Liam's character and his plans for the near future so wrap up in your warmest blanket (unless you're reading this in summer) and Enjoy...


Puck woke coughing and wheezing. He sat up slowly as everything swam back into focus. The sky was still dark but thousands of twinkling lights hovered over him, busy tinkling and buzzing with a golden glow. A pixie zipped towards Puck and asked if he was okay. The boy nodded and stood, remembering Liam and his conversation just a few hours before. "Sabrina is mine." Liam's voice echoed in Puck's head making him spin around frantically.

"where's Sabrina?" He asked to his minions. Their lights blinked uncertainly so, with fist clenched, Puck zipped off down the path and straight into Sabrina's room. It was empty. Pillows scattered the floor but no body lay among them. Even if Liam had attempted to kill Puck, he knew the Prince would never do the same to a girl, especially not a girl like his ex. The fairy searched room after room until the cold realisation dawned on him. Sabrina had been kidnapped.

Puck slumped against the front door not entirely sure what to do next. He knew if he tried to ring the family they would tell him not to be so stupid, lies like that weren't funny and to just get on with the boy for a few more hours. Rage and hatred bubbled inside Puck's chest while a pile of guilt rose in his throat. He had failed to protect the one thing he cared for most and now it was up to him to save her. Without any note of explanation, map or clue of where he was flying to, Puck opened his giant insect wings and started his long journey into the night, setting off the same direction the jalopy had taken the day before.

Stealing the car was easy. Liam had found the nearest house and to his surprise, the keys had been left in the ignition. They teenager sped down the empty highway humming to himself. The prince thought of how wonderful it was going to be living with Sabrina - a new play thing, and a feisty one at that - as well as the events he had waiting ahead for the both of them. He turned around to look at the sleeping blonde in the back seat. She looked so peaceful that Liam knew what he had done must've been right. Suddenly, Sabrina started to murmur. She rubbed her eyes lazily looking around and when her confused gaze met Liam's in the review mirror her whole body was fully alert.

"Oh my god... OH MY FUCKING GOD... and you FUCKING INSANE? Let me out the car Liam. Now. Let me out of this god dam fucking car or I swear I'll kick your fucking ass." Sabrina screamed Rattling on the door handle and picking wildly at the lock.

"Brina, relax, you're with me, its all okay." Liam stared calmly ahead.

"What th-, for Christ sake Liam, you don't just go around drugging girls and kidnapping them! Are you an absolute psycho? Open the door."

"Look, calm down. We're just taking a trip to my house for a while. I want you to see it."

"How about another day, I'd like to go home now."

"No." The prince said coolly.

Sabrina stared out the window begrudgingly until a question popped into her mind that opened up a black pit in her stomach.

"Where's Puck?" She stammered.

Liam paused, choosing the right words to frame his answer. "You no longer need to worry about that pathetic little everafter. He was an obstacle in the way of us so has been moved." Liam looked over his shoulder to see silent tears soaking Sabrina's cheeks. Her eyes were alive with fear. He smiled reassuringly. "Brina, you should be happy he's gone. That boy was a nightmare and called you so many horrible things. Now youre with me, I'll take extremely good care of you. You can have anything you want."

That was the last straw. Sabrina let out a deafening shriek of anguish and shot devils at Liam. "You have no FUCKING right to call me 'Brina' you two-faced, pratty bastard. Do you know what I want? I want you to rot in hell. When we get out this car what do you think is going to stop me from running to get help? Huh? And, I swear to God, if you have killed Puck, Liam, I am going to break that fucking perfect nose of yours."

"Look, you're not getting out this car and you're not going to run for help when we arrive. Only 20 minutes or so left now so I'll let you grieve over your horridious ex for a while and then it can be just you and me!"

Sabrina squeezed her eyes shut trying to clear her vision and force the image of Puck out of her brain. Liam wouldn't have the guts to kill someone. He had to be alive. And if he was dead, wouldn't Sabrina have felt something? She thought it'd be like missing something vital, a hole in her chest, but, no feelings came.

"My family will come looking for me. They probably know where you live!"

"Yes, and they will be taken care of when that time comes, but for now lets just worry about getting you inside." Liam replied, turning off the car engine and waiting for the door to be opened by a man in black.

He was a tall, bulky figure who didn't smile as Liam stepped out of the vehicle. Sabrina heard a short, muffled conversation outside before a pair of hands opened her door and roughly attached handcuffs to her wrists. She yelled and kicked viciously in protest but the man holding her was too strong. As Sabrina was lead through a passage at the side of a giant wrought iron gate, she stopped to stare at the house towering above her. It was at least six of her house' stood next to each other and two tall. Ivy coated the brick walls and beautifully arranged plant beds grew wild flowers of all colours. Numerous windows as tall as her sat at intervals all the way along the front of the mansion. She stood facing a heavy oak door with brass knocker, frightened and awestruck all at once. The size was overwhelming but Liam didn't seem phased as he opened the front door and ushered Sabrina and her guard inside.

Sabrina was so shocked by the interior of the hall they stepped into she forgot to fight the guard; all she did was stare. Large oil paintings hung from the high walls in golden frames and expensive looking furniture sat either side of the passage. The building seemed dark despite the many iron chandeliers that lined the ceiling. The floor was grey stone and cold under Sabrina's feet but that was the least of her worries. Liam began to walk down the corridor gesturing for his guest to follow and when she refused to budge, the man in black shoved her forward. Liam turned to face Sabrina giving her a dazzling smile, his big brown eyes begging for approval. The Prince came to a halt when he reached a large door on his right. It was two times the size of Sabrina's guard, oak and covered with metal designs twisting from corner to corner like thorns.

"So, Brina, what do you think of my home?" Liam asked.

Sabrina did nothing but curl her fists into balls and stare poisonous daggers at the prince. Then, to her surprise, Liam's ever present smile faded as he stepped forward and grabbed Sabrina's cheeks between his fingers roughly. He squeezed her face together and seethed through his mouth, "You will answer when spoken to."

Seeing the scared expression on Sabrina's face, he immediately backed away. "Now, lets try again. Sabrina, what do you think of my humble abode?"

"...Beautiful." The Grimm gulped. Liam winked before pushing the large door open and walking inside. Sabrina stood in the biggest room she'd laid eyes on. It was marble with cream coloured walls and a glass skylight. The room was shaped in a circle, the whole far side purely made up of stained glass window. The boy nodded to the guard still holding Sabrina's chains and he released her, walking over to stand by the door. Hands still in cuffs, Sabrina shuffled forward and up two large steps to look out of the window, as far away from Liam as possible. Outside was still dark but Sabrina could make out a forest and a small village far below. They must've been high up on a cliff as the view stretched out for miles.

"It's stunning isn't it?" Liam sighed, walking closer to Sabrina. He leant against the window, fingers tracing patterns in the glass.

The Grimm looked sideways at Liam. His perfectly angled jaw line and silky, ruffled up hair; it was ashamed that kind of beauty had been given to a boy like this. One that would use it for selfish purposes. The boy caught Sabrina staring and thought it was a good opportunity to make a move. He reached out, undid her shackles and grabbed her hand tightly. She looked at him and smiled but seconds later began to crush Liam's fingers as tightly as possible. He yelled and retreated his hand in pain.

"Think about that next time you try to lay a hand on me!" Sabrina growled.

The guard who had been standing by the exit ran forward quickly and whispered something in Liam's ear.

"Right, chain her up. I want him brought to this room immediately." Liam shouted, striding to the exit.

Sabrina looked around confused. "What? What's going on?"

Liam turned round and smiled bitterly. "It seems as if your ex has decided to take a trip back from the dead!"


I know I've added a lot of description in this chapter and I'll delete some if you guys think it a bit OTT but yep... I think I'm happy with it. I've shortened it ALOT but you get the gist. Shoutout to all my bookworms who have left me awesome reviews to work from - you make my day :) I'll write more soon ...