I'm back! Yes summer vacation does wonders to free up your schedule. Thank you to all my readers and reviewers, especially those of you who have commented on several chapters in a row, I do notice those things, and of course to new reviewers as well. Don't have much else to say so without further ado I give you chapter 14.

I Do Not Own Sisters Grimm

Chapter 14

If my heart beats any faster I think it might explode. If Moth presses that knife into Sabrina's neck any harder I think I might just feel her pain. If I hadn't underestimated Moth again I think this might not have happened. But that's all hypothetical. I don't know any of it as fact.

The only thing that would make this better for me is if I was the one with the knife at my throat. At least then I would know that I was needed alive, not just wanted alive by my friends, not just a hostage for bargaining. But she had already made two attempts on Sabrina's life, and you know what they say, third time's the charm. Moth wouldn't hesitate to kill Sabrina. She would do it right here and right now, but she kept her alive. No doubt to strike a bargain with us. With Sabrina dead there would be nothing to hold Mustardseed and I back, well mostly me. Moth would be out cold before Sabrina even hit the floor, maybe even dead.

Her eyes, her bright blue eyes were filled with terror. Tears threatened to spill from them as she stood there, frozen. Sabrina's eyes were captivating, I couldn't look away. It was as if I was under a spell. I was lost in her eyes, and the only thing I found there was fear. It was contagious, and I caught it despite thinking I was immune.

"Well, aren't you going to ask me what I want?" It was Moth's voice, horrible and screechy in my ears.

"I know what you want, Moth," I told her, my eyes never leaving Sabrina's.

"Then look me in the eyes, Your Majesty. Look me in the eyes and admit that I'm the only one for you. Let me see your defeat."

"You haven't won. Not yet," I said weakly.

"Oh, but haven't I? I have all the cards, my love. All I need is you."

I stayed silent. She was right. What did we have? We outnumbered her, but her knife was at Sabrina's throat. I couldn't marry Moth, but would it be worth it if it meant Sabrina was alive? No, Moth would kill her anyways, she wouldn't want any competition. Yes, I'll admit it, but only to myself, Sabrina Grimm is major competition for any girl seeking my affections. The energy any other girl would have to put into "wooing" me just wouldn't be worth it to them. Wait a minute, energy! That was the one card that we brought to the table, we knew about Moth's weakened state. As if on cue Moth yawned. Although she tried to hide it I caught it out of the corner of my eye. I turned my gaze to Moth, but she would not have the pleasure of seeing my defeat.

"Feeling a bit drowsy, Moth?" I asked innocently, and then continued, "You know that could mean that you have a deficiency of some sort. Iron deficiency is very common among women your age. It could be vitamin D too. You might have a serious problem," I said trying my best to sound worried. Everyone in the room was looking at me like I was delirious, maybe even thinking, "Puck is capable of intelligence?" That was exactly the surprise effect that I needed to drop Moth's watch. I pounced on that opportunity, moving to stand beside her even as I was talking. "We should take you to a doctor," I added on, placing my hand on her shoulder. Then as a final touch I whispered in her ear," I wouldn't want any harm to come to you, my love."

We may have underestimated Moth, but she underestimated me too. I gave Sabrina a quick nod, and grabbed Moth's wrist, pulling it away from Sabrina. She moved quickly to stand beside Mustardseed, and she escaped not a moment too soon.

"YOU TRICKED ME!" Moth shrieked.

"You let yourself be tricked," I said coldly squeezing her wrist so that she dropped the knife. I kicked the weapon towards the others and released some of the pressure on her wrist.

"What do we do with her?" Sabrina's hoarse voice said from her spot near the stairs. It was music to my ears compared to Moth's voice.

"Leave that to me," Mustardseed said as he walked over to Moth and I. He pulled a small jar with holes in the lid from a pocket inside his coat.

"I think you're going to need a bigger jar," I commented.

"Just watch," he replied as he unscrewed the lid. He placed the lid in a pocket and grabbed Moth's free hand. He placed her fingers in the jar's opening and nodded for me to release her. I did so warily. She tried to get away, but her fingers were stuck to the jar. Mustardseed recited a short spell from memory, and before my eyes Moth shrunk to the size of a small mouse. Mustardseed calmly screwed the lip onto the jar that now contained a shrieking Moth.

"Can I get one of those things?" I asked.

Mustardseed had an amused expression on his face," Sorry, this is the only one, and it's not mine."

"What about factories? We could mass produce these. We'd make a fortune," I countered.

"Still no, brother. Do you ever look at the long term results of your ideas?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Boys!" Yelled Sabrina, "Let's just get out of here."

I had almost forgotten about her in my excitement. She looked better than I would have expected, but she still had a line of blood across her neck that had started to scab over. Her eyes were still draining her fear from them. I gently crouched down to where she was sitting and picked her up. She started to protest, but I calmed her down.

The stairs creaked as I carried her up them, and our shadows seemed longer as I walked down the hallway to the nurse's room. I sat her down on the bed. Mustardseed remained in the doorway.

"What are we doing here?" she asked.

"I can't take you back to your dad like this," was all I could say. The truth was that I couldn't bear to see her hurt, I could have lost her back there, and her wound was only a reminder of that. Henry wouldn't like it either, but I could handle Henry, I could explain that.

I found a cloth in one of the cabinets and wet it with warm water from the sink, ringing it out so that it was just damp. I moved slowly over to where Sabrina sat, realizing that this could be either a really intimate situation or an awkward one. At this realization I panicked a bit and looked to Mustardseed for advice, but he just turned around and walked towards the main entrance. I heard the front door slam shut behind him. We were alone.

I sat down on the bed next to Sabrina and raised the cloth to her neck. I gently wiped the dried blood away, trying to hurt her as little as possible. My movements were slow and precise, and my hand recoiled from her skin each time I heard a sharp intake of breath. I was aware of our closeness. Our thighs were pressed together and our shoulders touched lightly. I looked up when I had finished cleaning her wound and found that our faces were very close. I could tell we were both shocked by this sudden intimacy, but neither of us retreated. I reached up with my free hand to tuck a stray hair behind her ear, but with that I lost my nerve.

"We should put something on that cut. Who knows what was on that knife," I said quietly. She nodded slightly and I got up to search for something to put on her cut.

Soon after she was as good as new, well except for the shallow cut across her throat. A bandage covered the wound so that people wouldn't stare when we got outside. We walked out of the school together to find Mustardseed.

Well that's all for today everybody. Sorry if that was a disappointing ending, but there will be more chapters to come, so anything could happen (and I mean anything). Another update will soon follow (I hope). But until I'm able to write another chapter I hope you'll review this one.

-Pageturner96