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~*After the Escape*~ Chapter 2 ~*Back to the House*~

-After the Slicery, back on Harvey's motorcycle, traveling around Westbridge-

"Thanks for treating, Harvey."

"You don't have to thank me! I know how hard it is to carry money around when you're in a wedding dress. Speaking of which, you wanna go home and put something else on? I could help if you want."

"Harvey Dwight Kinkle! That's a little forward, don't you think?" Sabrina kidded grinning.

"You know I'm only kidding. We should probably get back there and see how everything's turning out though...and get out of that dress! I'm sorry, but it just keeps reminding me of Aaron."

"I understand. I don't want to think about him either. Being with him just never felt right, like it did with you. I'm pretty sure he's still in love with his old fiancé Brenda anyway."

"I guess first love is the way to go!"

Sabrina smiled at Harvey and thought about the day they met, when they first laid eyes on each other and felt a twinge in their hearts. Unfortunately, Mr. Pool opened the door, hit Harvey on the head, and interrupted that twinge. Luckily, life's little moments led to a friendship between the two, a friendship that still existed. Sabrina shook her head and returned to reality, to face Harvey's soulful hazel eyes that contained tiny flecks of gold.

Harvey made his way through the town he had grown up in and arrived in front of the great, white Victorian house. The two made their way up the path to the front door, hand in hand.

"Hello?" Sabrina called into the empty house, "Is anyone here?"

"I'll look around the rest of the first floor if you want to go upstairs and look there."

"Ok."

Harvey walked through the sliding doors that led from the living room to the dining area and from there he walked through another door to the kitchen. He continued to walk around until he reached the small study off of the living room, but he could still find no one.

"Sabrina?" Harvey called upstairs. "Did you find a trace of anybody?"

He heard no response.

"Sabrina?"

Harvey then recognized a faint sobbing sound coming from the direction of Sabrina's room and rushed up the stairs to find out what was the matter. He found her sitting on the foot of her bed clutching a now-creased piece of paper.

"H-Harvey. There was a note on my bed."

"What does it say, sweetie?" Harvey noticed that she had changed into a soft pink blouse and pinstriped pants.

"It's from Aaron's parents. They say they're relieved of the "burden" of having me join their family and expect me to cover some of the expenses they had said they would cover," her voice now containing a hint of anger.

Harvey sat down next to her and put his arm around her shoulder. She then tilted her head so it grazed the top of his arm.

"Don't worry about them. I just feel sorry for them."

"Why?" asked Sabrina, suddenly lifted up her head, looking into Harvey's face.

Harvey smiled, his eyes twinkling, "Because they won't be able to experience the joy and magic only you can make."

Sabrina closed her eyes and lowered her head, embarrassed by these kind words. Harvey then gave her an enormous hug and she began laughing as they fell off the bed. The two were lying on the carpet, laughing and just holding onto each other when Salem entered the room.

"Ahem, Sabrina. You know you're not allowed to have boys in your room," he delivered while shaking his head.

"How did you get back to the house?" Sabrina asked, ignoring his previous comment.

"Hilda, your mom and dad and the rest of our side of the family came back to the house to say their goodbye's in private, while most of the mortals went to the reception hall."

"What happened to Aaron?" Sabrina asked because of her kind nature; she knew that her feelings for him had ceased to exist.

"Well...Brenda showed up after you guys left and they kissed and talked about how they missed each other...and well...now they're engaged. They would have gotten married right then and there, but that ex of his is a real fusspot. She refused to be married in the presence of "these dreadful tulips" (her words, not mine), but he was blind to her MANY imperfections."

"Wow...sounds like a soap opera," Harvey kidded.

"At least he's happy, I think," Sabrina smiled, "Unlike his parents..."

"Don't worry about them. Hilda cast a spell on them to repay their "kindness" after she found that note," Salem answered, "She put a hex on them that reverses their reactions to their emotions. They'll be kind to the people they hate and mean to those they like and so on, temporarily anyway. It should be starting to work right about now since you read the letter. Hilda fixed it so the letter would trigger the spell and she wanted you to see how horrible they were."

"Oh, I know how horrible they are," Sabrina sighed, "But I'm so much happier now." Sabrina smiled and put her hands on either side of Harvey's face and gave him an even bigger kiss than earlier that day near the church.

"Ah, young love," Salem commented, turning to leave them. "How I miss my youth!" he then whined.

The young soul mates grinned enormously at Salem and then got up to follow Salem out of the room holding hands.