Grimm Disease: *Grimm Disease cackle manically for killing a main character* I love you guys and your comments, please don't ever stop. Sorry for the wait. The only time when I feel like updating is when I am in between college classes. I don't know what I'll do when I have to fill that time up, but we'll see I guess. I feel like I should hint about symbolism, but go for it how you will.

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Chapter 18 Nightmares

Since I was passed out for a long time the sun was high in the sky, and I was able to fly home without anyone weighing me down. However, I still felt heavy with last nights' horrible news.

I didn't know how I was going to tell Linda. She has been so trustful and hopeful lately. I really don't want to crush her spirits. What was I going to tell her?

I headed toward the house; the Grimms can tell the base that I'm okay from there. I was exhausted, and The Project guy making me pass out doesn't count as rest apparently.

Linda ran to me from the house waiting for me at the window. She was so scared that I had died like the base had already assumed. My funeral was apparently going to start in a few hours along with the others that had died.

The rest of the family made a big deal out of me going missing, but I assured them that I was okay and just need some sleep at the moment. I decided I would explain everything when I had more rest and she calmed down a little more after my supposed death.

I walked into my lonely room (I moved into Sabrina's room when we got more . . . intimate) and pulled the covers over my head reaching over to the other empty side.

I have never felt so alone.

I lay in my bed trying to sleep, but being completely unsuccessful. I was so very tired, but couldn't sleep a peak.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I crawled out of my bed and walked over the window looking into that vast starry sky. After a deep sigh I turned around and climbed back into the bed. I gave one last look into the window before I tossed to my other side. And I gasped.

Laying there. Right there. She laid smiling back at me.

Sabrina.

I looked at her with complete disbelief, and she smirked mocking me.

"Silly Puck, if you don't close your mouth, then flies will go in. But you wouldn't mind that, would you?" She gave me one of those rare giggles of hers and grabbed my hand. But I still couldn't believe it.

"Sabrina! What . . . how . . . I don't understand." I tried to pull my hand away, but she held firm.

"Don't worry about, I'm here aren't I?" She rubbed her thumb against my knuckles; which is what she always did to soothe me. This had to be her.

"Sabrina, thank God. I thought you were dead." A few tears began to escape from my face. Sabrina cleaned them up with her other hand.

She started to climb over me getting her face very close. "Sabrina-" I started but she cut me off.

"Shh, it's okay. I'm here now." She began to lean down closing the space between us. I had once again felt her soft lips brush against mine, and I used my hands to cup her face holding her to me. I started to deepen the kiss when she suddenly bit my lip so hard it bled.

We don't usually go rough like that so I was pretty surprise, and decided to open my eyes and look at her face. She had a shocked and pained look across her face.

I pulled away so I could get a better look of what had happened. I found something sticking out from her back. After a closer look I noticed that it was a blade.

Sabrina was just stabbed in the back while I was kissing her.

Her balanced wobbled as she finally collapsed on top of me.

No. No! This cannot be happening! I finally get her back and someone stab's her. This is just tortured. I checked her heart beat to see if there was any life still in her, only to be disappointed.

I looked up to the assassinator that did this to her, and it is Mib- no The Project.

I hated this guy. I absolutely loathed him. I gently pushed Sabrina off me and stood up on the bed. I grabbed the blade that stabbed Sabrina and jumped him.

He didn't fight as hard as he did before; in fact, one thrust was all it took to get him. I struck it right into his chest and he died in mere seconds like Sabrina. I left the blade there and glanced back at Sabrina's corpse only to be shocked once again.

It wasn't Sabrina whose blood was seeping out of her body, but rather The Project laid there.

I looked over to the person that I had just killed and my weak knees crumbled before me while I screamed.

Sabrina was lying dead in front of me.

I woke up gasping for breath, sweat coating my face.

I took several breaths reminding myself that it was just a dream. It had gotten dark again from the time I had fallen asleep.

After a sigh, I noticed that there was a figure standing over me.

It was The Project and he had a blade swung over his head ready to swipe.

Grimm Disease: Hey I'm done with the chapter. A shorty I guess, but stuff happened. The next chapter is probably going to be shorter, but more will happen. What do you guys think so far? Any comments will do. I do update faster with comments. THIS IS COMPLETELY TRUE. So R and R.