AN~ Holy Shamoley, it's been a while. Sorry 'bout that, but my computer died and I was using my dad's office computer with limited hours, and then there were, like, TONS of finished stories, and I try to read them all and review, and I took forever to finish.

nameless-and-anonymous-reviewer: Or do you prefer to be called ()? See above. ^.^

COOL: Suck-up. :) I get that I've been gone a while.

Cool Bean: I'm fine with answering questions, and I'm glad you like my story!

1. Because it felt necessary, and I refused to kill Briar. Besides, my grandpa died recently and this is a coping mechanism.

2. I really don't know. I guess she called it and it came...

mandolindoodler: Mab doesn't know about Puck's promise yet. Moth is being weird and still hoping Puck will fall for her on his own. And I decided that Mab would be Briar's evil fairy cursemonger because I found no concrete evidence that her name was actually Maleficent.

NinjaKittyEpicness: Well, the Baba YagaxMr. Canis/Clay has been here for two or three chapters now. Why is everyone against this pairing? I think it's cute! In an old people kind of way...

RandomPerson: I'm glad you like it!


There were no more attacks that summer. Sabrina was honestly a little disappointed. She would have loved the chance to avenge her mentor, or even just something to distract her from the constant reminders that Baba Yaga was gone.

But life had to go on, so she found ways to keep herself busy.

The funeral wasn't an elaborate event; Friar Tuck performed the ceremony the day after Briar and Jake got married, and only a few people showed up, but more did than Sabrina had expected. Baba Yaga had made enemies, and she'd ostracized herself from the rest of Ferryport Landing by putting up the barrier. But several other witches showed up, and Sabrina realized that maybe Baba Yaga wouldn't have been so unpopular if she hadn't gone out of her way to be nasty.

Robin Hood came to the house a few days later, after Granny called him to ask about the will. He sat down at the dining room table with the family around him, the will on the table in front of him.

"All right," He began, clearing his throat. "We all know why I'm here today, and... well, I'll just get down to reading the will.

"'Being the last will and testament of one Baba Yaga:

"Having never had occasion to write a will before, I suppose I simply tell what out of my possessions I want to go to whom.

"To Sabrina Grimm: I leave my house, which she already holds the key to, and the instruction to keep practicing.

"To Daphne and Jake Grimm: I leave my magical supplies, potions, and the like, for them to divide amongst themselves.

"To Relda Grimm: I leave my books, to add to her own enormous protection, and my sincerest thanks for taking me in, along with her other homeless waifs, when she had no need to do so.

"To Puck, the heir to the throne of Faerie: I leave my bone garden and the contents of my refrigerator, in hopes that he will enjoy them.

"And lastly, to Tobias 'Canis' Clay: I leave the remains of my worldly possessions and the knowledge that he was the only one I ever loved.

"That's it." Robin Hood finished. "I'm really sorry, everyone. I don't read many wills in this business, 'cause I deal mostly with everafters and all, so I don't really know what to say, but know that you have my sincerest apologies. I didn't like the old hag, very few of us did, but... I can tell you feel differently."

Sabrina nodded, too stunned to speak. She owned the house? The house?

"Thank you." Granny said to Robin. "We appreciate this."

Robin walked out then, patting Daphne, who was crying, on the head.

Veronica reached over and gave Daphne a hug.

"It was just-" Daphne blubbered, "That sounded so much like her."

"I know, sweetheart." Veronica said. "I know."

Sabrina got up abruptly and walked out of the room, trying not to look like she was in a hurry. She walked outside onto the porch and watched Robin walk away for a minute before the door opened behind her.

Puck joined her at the porch railing and was quiet for a minute before he said, "You left again."

Sabrina didn't say anything.

"You're going to have to deal with this someday, Grimm." Puck said. "You can't run away from her memory forever."

"Well, I'll put it off for as long as I can, then." Sabrina said. "'Cause it just hurts too much otherwise."

"I know." Puck said.

"I haven't really been avoiding it." Sabrina said. "But I don't like to cry in front of people. I mean, I'm Sabrina Grimm! I don't cry. I can't cry in front of Daphne, 'cause I have to be strong for her, and it feels weird to cry with my parents. I'm barely used to having them in my life again. Same with Granny. So I just try not to think about her in front of other people."

"I know." Puck said again. "And I don't want you to cry on me or anything. That's just creepy. And gross, and it would make my shirt wet and give me cooties. But if you just bottle it up, it'll come back and bite you in the butt in a month or two. Trust me."

"How long does it keep hurting?" Sabrina asked.

"A long time." Puck said. "I don't know if it's something you can ever really get over. I mean, I thought I hated my dad, and I still miss him."

"It must be hard." Sabrina said. "You never got to say goodbye, and you the last you saw of him you were really angry..."

"I can deal." Puck said. "Besides, I don't want to make Scrooge call him up from the grave or anything. Let him rest in peace."

Sabrina thought for a minute "You know what?" She asked. "I agree. I mean, it was one thing when it was a case and important that he talk. But the dead should stay dead. And I think I'll have to wait until I'm dead to see them again."

"Well, you'll be waiting for an awfully long time, then." Puck said. "'Cause I'm still your bodyguard, and I have no plans to let you die anytime soon."

"Fine by me." Sabrina said. "Now, I probably ought to go see about that house I inherited, hadn't I?"

"Might be a good idea." Puck said.


"Red?"

Red looked up from her drawing to see Briar and Jake standing in front of her.

"We'd like to talk to you, sweetie." Briar said, sitting down.

"Okay." Red said shyly. "What is it?"

"It's- well," Briar said, "It's very hard for everafters to have children, you know that. I don't know why, but Jake has a theory. Anyway, we were talking, and we'd really like to have a family, but since I probably won't have children, it seemed unlikely, but then-"

"We thought of you." Jake said.

"What?" Red asked. This didn't make sense.

"Well, you don't have parents, and we don't have a daughter, so we'd be the perfect fit!" Briar said, sounding nervous.

Red just looked at them, not sure she'd heard right. "Are you saying you want to adopt me?" She asked at last.

"Yes, we are." Briar said. "That is, if you'd like us to, and if we can get the paperwork. Would you- do you want to be part of our family?"

Red smiled bigger than she could remember smiling since before she was crazy. "I'd love to!" She said.

"Good." Jake said. "I'll see about making it legal as soon as I can."

"You don't have to call us mom and dad if that's too weird." Briar said. "I understand completely if you don't."

"Can I call you mommy Briar?" Red asked. "It'll be easier."

"Of course, sweetheart!" Briar smiled.


The house was grieving, too. Sabrina could tell from the moment she walked in. It creaked and groaned and made an assortment of plaintive noises, and there was an air of abandonment about it. She put a hand on the wall and another on the key Baba Yaga had given her for Christmas, which hung around her neck along with Puck's necklace.

"I know." She whispered. "She's gone now. But you still have me. I'll take care of you as well as she did."

"I hope you take better care of it." Puck said, looking around at the grime.

Granny, who had accompanied the two on their search for the house, looked up excitedly. "That's it!" She exclaimed.

"What's it?" Sabrina asked warily.

"We'll spend the rest of the summer cleaning out the house." Granny said. "We can all use a project, and this house could certainly use some work. It'll keep us busy and get our minds off the war for a bit."

"I thought you wanted us working on our house." Sabrina said. "You said it needed to be painted, and the attic needed to be cleaned out, and the books needed to be organized, and the basement-"

"Most of that can be done over the winter." Granny said. "But you own a house now, Sabrina. You can't just let it go to waste. Besides, the rest of us need to rescue our things from inside."

"About that whole letting it go to waste thing." Sabrina started. "I was thinking... could I loan the house to Briar and Uncle Jake? As a wedding present? 'Cause they can't live in the attic forever."

"I'm not sure the house would like that." Granny said. "But maybe... Mirror and your parents have made some complaints about sharing a room."

"Someone ought to stay out here." Sabrina said. "It seems like a bit of a waste to have this whole big house and nobody to live in it."

"But first we clean." Granny said firmly.

Her orders were carried out. The family Grimm spent the rest of their summer working with Baba Yaga's inheritance. Puck redesigned the house's interior, using the small space he had to work with to the best possible advantage while the rest of the family cleaned the house out, putting the books in the living room, the magical materials in Mirror and Uncle Jake's pockets, respectively, and debating over what to do with the refrigerator and its contents. Sabrina solved the issue by simply levitating the entire fridge into Puck's room.

Afterwards, they cleaned, which in itself, took about a week, and terrified everyone but Puck. Then they used Puck's plans to reconstruct the entire interior. Once they were finished, the house was a cheerful yellow color outside, with three rooms (a bathroom, a bedroom, and a big kitchen/dining room/ living room) downstairs and a loft, all painted in different bright, cheery colors.

The other project that consumed the rest of the summer was Uncle Jake and Briar's struggle to adopt Red. They, with the help of much magic, managed to do so by the time Sabrina's house was finished, and she approached them about living in it.

"I think you guys need your own place." She told them.

"But we have our room." Uncle Jake pointed out.

"You have a half-finished attic and Mr. Clay's old room." Sabrina said. "And Granny said she's going to keep moving refugees in here, so Puck might take up more attic soon. I think you two and Red should go live in the chicken house, and Mom and Dad can have your attic, or Daphne and I could take it, and then Red and Bella won't have to share anymore, and we have a room for Mirror again, which is a good thing since Mirror does not like watching my parents get dressed every morning."

"All right." Uncle Jake said, after he'd talked with Briar for several minutes. "We'll do it. But it doesn't seem right."

"Think of it as my wedding present to you." Sabrina suggested. "I'm loaning you a house until I'm ready for my own place. By then you might have outgrown it, anyway."

Briar laughed. "I doubt it. Puck did a good job."

"He's good at designing." Sabrina said dryly. "You should see some of the traps he's cooked up."

Uncle Jake laughed. "I have seen some of them. And you have a point. If the boy just used his brain sometimes, instead of slacking off, he could be brilliant."

"He is." Briar said. "Just not brilliant at what he should be trying to be."

"Did that make sense?" Sabrina asked.

"I thought so." Jake responded, nuzzling Briar's neck.

Sabrina made a face. "Gross." She said, "I'm getting out of here. See you, lovebirds."

She walked out of the living room and almost ran into Snow, who was standing in the hallway.

"Hi, Sabrina." Snow said cheerfully.

"Hey." Sabrina said. "What are you doing here? No offense."

"None taken." Snow laughed. "I'm here to give you guys your schedules."

"Really?" Sabrina asked. "It's time for school again? Wow. Summer went fast."

"It did at that." Snow smiled. "How was your summer?"

"Busy." Sabrina said with a shrug. "It was kind of on-purpose, though, so I guess it's all right."

"How are you all holding up?" Snow asked sympathetically.

"Some of us better than others." Sabrina said.

"And where exactly do you fall?" Snow asked.

"I'm an others." Sabrina said quietly. "But I'm getting over it."

"I'm here if you ever need to talk." Snow offered. "I know she was like a grandmother to you."

Sabrina laughed hollowly, her eyes glistening. "Thanks, but I've had so many people offering to listen to me cry recently that I might as well go on Oprah so that everyone can hear it. Granny!" She called suddenly. "Snow's here with the school stuff!"

"Be down in a minute!" Granny called.

"Should I call everyone else in?" Sabrina asked.

"No." Granny said. "I don't think we'll all fit. If Snow needs them, we can get them later."

"Oh." Sabrina said, blushing. "Right." She'd forgotten just how big the family was.

Snow laughed as Granny entered the hallway.

"Come have a seat, Snow." Granny greeted her cheerfully.

"Gladly." Snow followed Granny into the empty kitchen, and Sabrina trailed along behind, hiding behind the wall by the kitchen door to snoop. Daphne quickly joined her.

"Oh, for goodness sakes, Sabrina, just come in and have a seat." Granny said with a sigh. "You don't have to skulk like that. It's not like you won't know all this in an hour or two anyway."

Snow snickered as Sabrina entered the room and sat down at the table, blushing again. "It's not funny." She snapped at Snow.

"Yes it is." Snow sniggered. "You're so predictable, Sabrina. Any time there's any news, you're hiding in the background somewhere, snooping. Why don't you ever ask to come in?"

"Habit." Sabrina shrugged. "And I guess I'll have to change it up a bit, since I'm so predictable. By the way, Daphne's back there too."

"Snitch." Daphne muttered, appearing from the same place Sabrina had been.

Sabrina shrugged. "Hey, I get in trouble, you get in trouble. Granny?"

"Yes, liebling?" Granny asked.

"Would you have known I was there, if it wasn't for the fact that I'm always there?"

"No." Granny smiled. "You didn't make a sound."

Sabrina pumped her fist and stage-whispered "Yes!" while sticking her tongue out at Daphne. "Told you I'd gotten better."

"Yeah, whatever." Daphne muttered. "Can we just get to talking?"

Snow giggled. "I don't know, I was having fun. But all right. Relda, how many of you are planning on enrolling this year?"

"All of us." Granny said. "That's..."

"Nine?" Sabrina asked, counting on her fingers. "There's you, me, Daph, Puck, Bella, Red, Mom and Dad, Uncle Jake... no, ten. I forgot Briar. Is she going?"

"Yes." Granny said. "Do we need more payment, Snow?"

"Well, actually, the only thing we really need is teachers." Snow said. "We've got the building, the not-teaching staff, the supplies..."

"So you want us to teach?" Daphne asked, excited.

"Yes." Snow said. "Specifically, I want you and Sabrina to teach."

"Say what?" Sabrina blinked. She must have heard wrong.

"I want you to teach." Snow repeated.