Here's the thing: I thought I'd be done this story by now, but then I realized... I HAD TO HAVE A WHOLE DREAMWORLD ARC! And now that's what's happening. Zelia, Matilda, Magnus... none of them were supposed to be in the Dream World. They just... showed up. And now we're starting to go through an arc LIKE WOAH.

So in case you guys don't know how I write this story, I'm gonna tell you: I have a very vague outline in my head. Very vague. Like... seriously, I might as well not have an outline, all the good it's doing me. And then the other 99.9% of this story is basically made up on the spot. I have some user-suggested ideas, and then I've got my own floating around as I do this, but then... yeah.

Also, yes, the characters are so extremely and utterly out of character that I might as well just stop writing this story, but I'm writing it anyways and I'll do better if I ever write another SG fanfiction ever again. But I probably won't. Unless I come up with an awesome idea. In which case, yeah, I probably will.

Disclaimer: All of the SG canon characters and canon ideas belong to Michael Buckley, and many of them, by extension, Hans Christian Anderson and the Brothers Grimm, and multiple other people that have long since died, like Shakespeare. Fortunately, I do have a couple things that are mine: The dreamer prophecy and associated ability cannot be used without my permission, or without being credited to me. Percival is mine, Matilda and Magnus are mine (Magnus is so cute to me, I lurve him), and so is the characterization of Rapunzel, though Rapunzel is not mine.

Anyways, yeah, that's pretty much it.

And also, I'm so sorry that I suck so bad. I promised you guys that I wsn't discontinuing this, and I know I suck really bad at updating, but I swear to god, I'm not leaving you! I just update really inconsistently... :( I'm sorry. Forgive me...

"After all, to the well organized mind, death is but the next great adventure." -JK Rowling

I sat, arm stretched over Sabrina's motionless body, fingers idly playing with her soft, translucent hair, as I muttered the words to a song that I remembered singing a long time ago.

"What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you and, what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're okay..."

I liked to pretend that I was the one frozen in time, and she was the one breathing freely, eyes open, able to twitch her lips into a smile... I knew my being in a coma probably wouldn't mean as much to her as it does to me. I knew it, but I still needed her back.

Soft knocks came from the door, but it was too much effort to lift my head, open my dry lips to croak out a 'come in', too much effort to stand and open the door. I couldn't leave her, even if for just a moment. That would be the moment that she falls, and doesn't come back. When she's dragged so deep into her own little World that she can't come back.

The knocks become harder and more irritated, but I hardly notice the change. "Puck!" the girl's voice calls. Daphne. From what I heard, she had been devastated and upset and sorry about betraying us. I didn't have the heart to be angry at her, but I also didn't want her in here with Sabrina. She didn't deserve it, not now. "It's been three weeks, you have to come out here, now! Granny's worried about you!"

"Let her be." I think, still muttering the words to the song, as if it would make Sabrina come home faster. "Let the Old Lady be scared for me. Let them all be scared for me. I'm not the one who matters here."

"Puck, please," the preteen begs, but I refuse to move from the side of the Princess of Dreams, or nightmares, or balance. Whatever she was. Whatevver she was, she was important to a lot of people. Daphne huffs in frustration. "Sitting there won't make her come back faster, Puck! If it did, I'd be right in there with you, but you havve to see that she might not be coming bac-" A lower voice shushed the girl, asking her to step away, and go back to the living room. I tuned them out.

The door creaks open. No one had opened it in a while. What was the point, when the only person who could move refused to leave? "Puck, I know a way we might be able to get her back, but I will require both Red and you to help me complete the task. however, it's very dangerous, and it could result in all three of us being trapped in-" As soon as he mentioned a way for Sabrina to come back, I stopped singing, eyes snapping fully open for the first time since Sabrina had fallen into her coma.

"I don't care. What do I do?" I lift me head off the bed, straightening my back, not even bothering to stretch out my neck as I look at him.

Percival looks a little uncomfortable, his brown skin looking moist, covered in nervous stress. He had more to think about than just Sabrina. He had a kingdom of people to worry about. I knew what that kind of feeling felt like, I had tasted it after I had come out of my coccoon a few years ago, back when the Grimm's and I were in New York. It was a scary feeling. "We need to go after her, and since you and Red are connected to her, you have the ability to, with a little effort, enter the Dream World." Percival looks straight into my eyes, examining me, searching for a reaction to his words.

Since you and Red are connected to her... I knew how Red was connect to her. The 'other half', so to speak. I also knew how I was connected to her. I was her Yang. It was the only way to explain how empty I felt without her.

"Okay. Get Red and let's go." Percival gave me a small smile that I couldn't force myself to return.

"I promise, you will see her again," Percival says, and I shake my head.

"I have to do more than just see her, Perce. I have to make her see me. I have to make her really, really see me." Percival nods, understanding what I was saying.

He's had thousands of years to understand what the yin-yang connection was like, after all.

It was surprisingly easy for me to convince Puck to tag along. But then, I should've expected it from her Yang. he hadn't left her side in all the three weeks she'd been stuck, and I worried she'd already been dragged away from us... No. I had to believe she was hanging on, if not for Collamari, but for he family. And Puck. Even if she didn't admit it out loud.

Red was a little harder. She had never stepped into the Dream World, and after Sabrina had been dragged in, but after seeing Puck out of Sabrina's room (looking hollow, and gaunt), she realized that I was serious in my proposition, and she accepted my offer.

And so, I led them through the process to the best of my knowledge, having them close their eyes after Red whispered goodbyes (temporary ones, I assured), and when we opened them... We were in the World of Onyx and Lost Spirits. The Dream World. And all we had to do was find her.

I feel bad because this is really short and I was gone for so long and yeah... I'm sorry, but this is kind of warming up to the next chapter. I got this idea from a reader, that Puck goes into the DW to retrieve/find Sabrina and bring her back, but I threw Red and Perce in there just 'cause I'm the writer and I'm allowed to.

Tell me who's POV the next one should be in (Zelia, Sabrina, Magnus, Matilda, Percival, Red, Puck...), just so I can see who you're curious about...And so i can get ideas as to what to do next.

Happy Chapter 28. Reviews are welcome, and so are verbal beatings 'cause I suck so bad... *sobs* I'm sorry.