14. Finally

My head snaps up and I look around the room. I had fallen asleep, again. These books weren't very interesting, especially since it had been way too long since I'd slept and my sword wound was hurting again.

"C'mon, Grimm. We're going to bed," Puck pulls me up.

"But, it's only—" I check the clock—"5:30."

"You've fallen asleep seven times, Ms. Grimm," Merlin says, looking up from his book. "It is fine. We shall find a way after you sleep."

He turns to Puck, and whispers something. Puck stares at me and nods.

"What did Merlin say?" I ask, mounting the stairs.

"He said that you were trying to hide your pain again. You're supposed to tell me these things; it'll hurt a lot if it doesn't get completely healed."

"Fine," I mope, entering my own room. I gasp. It had been ransacked, and on the wall mean, hurtful words were spray-painted. "My room…"

"Here, you can sleep on the trampoline again," Puck says. "I'll be fine."

"Thanks," I blink back tears, looking around at my room that was in ruins. I grab a pair of pajamas and new outfit.

We walk to Puck's room and I climb onto the trampoline.

"Do you want anything to eat, before you go to bed?" Puck asks.

"No," I shake my head. "I'm good."

"You never eat," he shakes his head disapprovingly.

"Granny's food makes me feel queasy," I say, motioning for Puck to turn around. I put on my pajamas, and lie down on my stomach. "I'm ready."

"Good. This should help," Puck flies onto the trampoline, kneeling next to me. He slips his hand under the back of my shirt, and starts his magic.

"Mmm," I say, reveling in the warmth of the pulses. Puck stops chanting, and I feel cold. "Brr," I whine, closing my eyes.

Puck throws a blanket over me, and sits down. "Go to sleep," he murmurs. "Then, we'll solve the mystery of the world in the morning."

"Oh, what a thing to look forward to," I comment sarcastically.

He smiles, and I can feel the vibrations of his chuckle through the trampoline.

I drift into sleep, curling into the warmth of the blanket.

"Grimm, wake up. Merlin thinks that he found something," Puck shakes my shoulder.

"What?" I ask, rubbing my eyes.

Puck lets out a noise that sounds suspiciously like a snort, and I look down at my hands. They're full of makeup.

"What did you do?!?!" I shriek, running to the bathroom.

I look in the mirror. I have bright red lips, and scary-looking blue eye-shadow. Even when I tried to do my makeup on my own, I hadn't looked this bad.

"I like the lipstick," Puck leans against the door jam. I look at him, and watch as he stares at the too-red lips.

"Nice to know," I say lightly, then splash water on my face. After I get all the makeup off, I walk downstairs.

"Ahh, Ms. Grimm, you are awake. Do not kill the fairy. He was honest about the lipstick," Merlin smiles wanly, probably reading the anger in my thoughts. "Come, see what I have found."

He opens a book titled, Fairy Phenomena.

"We finally found it, your fairy and I," Merlin says.

Puck, my fairy? I thought.

"Indeed, Ms. Grimm. Surely, you know this," the wizard shrugs, and continues speaking. "This tells much about the physique of fairies, and their powers. As I assumed, their magic is based on the current EM field around the planet. It shouldn't change, but I may be mistaken."

I start to say something, but a man enters the library through the hole in the front door.

He has a crazed light in his eye and his hair is sticking straight up. "Finally!" he says.

"What?" I ask.

"Finally, it has begun!" he points towards the sky then runs outside.

I follow him, looking out at the sky. The northern lights are in the sky, with bright and deadly looking colors. A fireball streaks across the sky and lands in the river. It steams, and hisses.

"Puck!" I say.

"What?" he asks, flying towards me.

"I think we need to find Uncle Jake's travelers chest."

A small cliffhanger there... sorry.

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