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Stars
Disclaimer: Nope. Don't own nothing.
PPOV
"So, you want to talk about it now?" I asked Sabrina, grabbing her out a can of Pepsi and lying on the hood of my truck with her. We had finished dinner an hour ago, and driven up by this cabin the Grimm's now owned in the mountains by this small lake. We were on a cliff, lower down and not covered in snow, and watching the stars. She gripped her soda tighter, and I saw it start to melt a bit.
"'Brina, you're melting the can." I told her. She looked down and set the pop aside.
"Think you can put that somewhere so it doesn't leave a ring on my truck?" I asked. She gave me a look and sat up. I grabbed her arm and pushed her back down.
"C'mon, it was just a joke. What's got you all upset?" I asked, rubbing her arm and right shoulder gently.
"The stars are beautiful tonight. Look, Orion's out. And there's Andromeda, and her lover, Perseus. That's an interesting name, Perseus. And Andromeda. You know I think-"
"I think you're rambling." I muttered. The stars and moon illuminated her face, giving her an ethereal look. Like she wasn't apart of this world. I moved up and kissed her softly. She pressed against me slightly, then leaned back. I noticed the tears spring to her eyes, then the tell tale lip-bite as she tried to hold them back. A lock of hair escaped her hair tie, and I tried to brush it back, but her hand quickly grasped mine, locking me into place.
"Henry said you would end up exactly like Oberon. Greedy, abusive, childish." She paused, tears really going down her cheeks now. "He said that the Apple usually doesn't fall far from the Tree, and that he was just looking out for me and his future grandchildren."
I could feel my heart pick up the pace. What did she think? That he was right? That I was going to treat one or all of our children like they were stupid? That they meant nothing to me? To us?
"So I broke a chair, possibly something else, and left." She turned and gave me a small smile. I looked up briefly, then turned my head back down, hair, which I needed to get cut, falling into my face. "Besides, how can he look out for his future grandchildren when he can only call them that biologically, and not truthfully? His intentions will never be like a grandparent's."
I stayed silent.
"You think he's right, don't you?" She asked quietly after a minute. She grasped my hand tighter. "You told me once, that nothing could come between us. That no one would ever be able to tear us apart. Remember? You told me that right after my fourteenth birthday. Well that's what Henry is trying to do. Make us regret our decisions." She told me, hand gently tilting my head up to look at her. "I never have, and never will regret mine. He is wrong. You are nothing like your father. You will not make your child run halfway around the world for a stupid flower to make me fall in love with a man who's head looks like a donkey's, especially not on his or her birthday, and I will make sure of that." She smiled, and kissed my forehead. I pulled her down and kissed her. She was shocked at first, but quickly fell instep with my mouth. I pulled her closer to me. Eventually her lips parted from mine and she smiled.
"So, you're in agreeance with me?"
"What? About the stars?" I asked casually. "Oh yes, Ms. Grimm. I think they look lovely this evening. Infact, I think they make everything better." She laughed, and kissed me quickly again.
Unreal. The night sky once again illuminated her face. The silver contrasted her pale skin so perfectly... I just wanted to get one for her. She was always so happy when the stars came out. We would bring a telescope and settle down near the Hudson and look at the stars for hours...
"I want to get a star for you." I whispered. Obviously hearing, Sabrina turned.
"Are you kidding? That require something called oxygen, unless you want to take the, what, five year course to become an astronaut?" She chuckled. I rolled my eyes at her.
"Nonetheless, you're always happier when you see them. I want to see you that happy all the time."
We stayed quiet for a minute, looking up at the full moon before us. "We better hurry. Someone's going to think we're up to something 'Stupid'." She said.
"You'd think they'd trust two engaged, in love, seventeen year olds." I replied, making it sound as if they were the crazy ones. She laughed.
I grabbed the blanket off of the hood of the car and packed it onto the back with the cooler. Still smiling, I got into the drivers seat and started heading back home.
Halfway home, Sabrina spoke. "Puck?" She mumbled. Her head was against the window and her eyes were closed.
"Yeah?" I whispered.
"I don't need any stars to be happy, just you." She mumbled, before drifting off. I threw my jacket over her, and continued driving.
Stars or no Stars, I realized, I will strive to make Sabrina happy in the future, and not repeat the mistakes our Fathers have.
