A/N: The last chapter was a bit short, so I made this one a lot longer! Bet you didn't think I would update this fast! :)

IT'S CALLED THE OTHER REALM?! You mean I've been hearing it wrong all these years?

Great, now I'm officially a mental case.

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It was well after midnight when Sabrina returned home.

To her big surprise, she found that Harvey was still awake.

"Harvey, I told you you didn't have to wait up," she began.

"I wasn't. I'm waiting for a call from the hospital. My dad had a massive heartattack."

It wasn't until now that Sabrina noticed how he looked; pale, redeyed, and absolutely exhausted. He sat in the sofa, wrapped in a grey blanket, staring blankly at a sitcom rerun with the volume off.

The guilt flushed over her. He had been sitting home, alone with his despair, while she... made out with another man in her aunt's bathroom...how could she? How could she ever?

Sabrina sat down next to him and stroked his hair, her bad conscience almost taring her apart. (spelling?)

"Have you been to the hospital?"

He nodded.

"Yeah. They told me to come back tomorrow. He was still in surgery."

"Your mother...?"

Harvey sighed.

"She's with my sister. She was totally messed up. Almost had a heartattack of her own."

They were silent. Harvey leaned his head against her shoulder.

"Sabrina?" he whispered.

"Yes Harvey?"

"Do you still want to marry me?"

But before she could answer, he was sleeping.

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Harvey was already on his way out when Sabrina woke up the next morning.

"Have you heard anything?" she asked, looking at him from the bed.

"Nothing yet. I'll be gone all day."

Harvey came into the bedroom and took out a jacket from the closet. He looked tired and worn out.

"Okay...um, Harvey, there's something I should tell you...but I don't know if it's the right time..." she began slowly.

"I will always have time for you Sabrina," he smiled. "What is it?"

"Salem and I had a huge fight last night...and he wants to take me out tonight, to make up. Is that okay with you? I mean, I don't want you to get the wrong idea..."

Harvey stopped her babbling with a wink of his hand.

"Of course you can go! I trust you, Sabrina." He became serious. "I... can trust you, right?"

Sabrina quickly crawled out of bed and hugged him. "You can."

Harvey laughed. "I know. I don't know what I would do without you."

Sabrina's smile froze behind his back. "I'm such a loser," she thought. "Harvey is a one-in-a-million guy... and I just keep on betraying him, over and over again..."

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Salem stood in the lobby of his building, waiting to take a new coffeetable into the elevator.

Some empty boxes in a corner told him that he wasn't the only one moving in.

When suddenly the front doors opened he saw a beautiful darkhaired woman stepping in. She headed for the boxes.

"Aahh, that one will sure be nice to have next door..."

But Salem forgot his manly thoughts when he realized who it was.

The woman turned curiously to see who was staring at her.

"Libby? Libby Chessler?"

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Libby was stunned that this unknown stranger knew her name.

At first she took him for an old high school nobody, but he looked like he was in his early thirties, and that was too old for one of her classmates. She began to feel a bit insecure, but didn't show it.

"Who's asking?"

Salem realized that she'd never met him. Atleast not in his human form.

"Ehm... the landlord told me your name. We're old friends, him and me...I'm Salem."

Libby laughed nervously and threw back her hair. "Salem, huh? Unusual."

She thought the name had a familiar cling to it. Salem Salem Salem... the little card index in her brain started going through the memory files. Salem... somehow she came to think about cats... felines...meow...

SABRINA. Sabrina Spellman had a cat named Salem once. Libby had seen it a few times. It was kind of creepy. Black. Shaggy. That's all she knew about it. Libby became suspicious and narrowed her eyes.

"Say... you wouldn't know a certain Sabrina Spellman, would you?"

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Salem decided not to tell Sabrina about his meeting with Libby. He didn't know why though. She didn't seem like the total bitch he remembered from almost a decade ago. Ah well, people changed.

He left the table in the hallway and began to dress up for the "truce dinner" that he was having with Sabrina.

Looking at himself in the new fullsize mirror, Salem felt quite pleased with how he looked. He staged himself in different poses. Yes, he was handsome. He could get anything, anyone he wanted.

If only he had Sabrina by his side.

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Sabrina had just finished getting ready when Salem rang the doorbell. She knew it was him, it was like electricity flew through her when he was near. She tried to ignore the sparks in her belly, still devastated with herself for cheating on Harvey.

He was wearing a dark suit, white tie that hang a bit loose, and matching pants, all according to the newest trends. He looked appreciately at her simple blue dress and pearls.

"Wow" was all Salem could get out. He blinked and remembered what he'd taken with him.

"Um...here."

He handed her some flowers. He'd forgotten to buy a bouquet earlier, so he had picked tulips in the park outside Sabrina's house.

"From the park?" she smiled.

He raised his shoulders.

"Sorry, I do not know what park means."

Sabrina laughed and showed him inside.

"Is Harvey home?" he asked and looked around. He quickly took his eyes off the bed that he saw a glimpse of in another room. That's were Harvey got to sleep every night, with Sabrina's warm body right next to him...the jealousy raged through Salem.

He watched Sabrina put the flowers in water. She lowered her eyes.

"Harvey... is at the hospital. His dad had a heartattack last night."

Salem gasped. No wonder she was so pale... "she must be overwhelmed with guilt," he thought. "It happened right when we were...oh god, I must really take extra good care of her tonight."

"I'm sorry," he said. "Are you sure you're up for this date...I mean truce dinner?"

Sabrina straightened her shoulders. "Yes, it's ok. Let's go."

They didn't talk much on the way out, except when Sabrina praised Salem's new convertible.

"When did you learn how to drive?" she asked when they put on their seatbelts.

"I don't have powers anymore, but I still have friends who do," was the answer.

"Anyway you're an amazing driver," she continued, admiring his hands on the steeringwheel.

"Thanks."

Salem stopped at a red light. "Look," he said, "There's Harvey."

Harvey was waiting to cross a bit ahead. His mother was with him.

"They're probably heading for our place."

Harvey didn't notice them. He was too busy trying to comfort his mother.

"I just feel so bad," Sabrina sighed when they were moving again.

Salem patted her hand and pressed out "I know", but that's all he could do.

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Harvey left his mother in the livingroom while he took out some food. They were heading back to the hospital soon, he just had to check the phone messages first.

There were no messages, but the phone started ringing.

"Hello, it's Harvey speaking."

"Harvey, come on!" his mother called from the other room.

"Yeah mum I'm comin'!"

"Hey Harvey, it's Hilda. I hope I'm not interrupting?"

"Uh, no, no you're not. Sabrina's not in by the way."

"She's not? Where can I reach her? I have to talk to her about Salem."

"Oh but she's with Salem. You obviously know they had a fight last night? Anyway, they're out for a "make up dinner", so can I take a message maybe?"

"No, that's not necessary. Bye then."

"Bye Hilda."

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"Sabrina's having dinner with Salem. Harvey said that they had a fight last night, here! Now they're out to make up!"

Zelda was flabbergasted. "They did NOT have a fight. I mean we would know that. Why did she tell Harvey that?"

"There's only one way to find out."

Hilda blinked excitedly at Zelda, who looked concerned. "I don't know... it's kinda private."

"Come on!" Hilda begged. "Just a peek?"

Zelda gave in. "Oh allright. But I call the shots, m'kay?"

"Whatever. Get the stuff, get the stuff!" Hilda stressed.

Zelda took out the ingredients and mixed it in a bowl. An image started to form in it.

"Watertown Place. That's were they're going!" Zelda triumphed. "Got the keys?"

"I sure do. Let's go do some spying."

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Watertown Place was a typical restaurant, currently celebrating it's 50th running year in business. It was one of Westbridge's most popular dating scenes. Karaoke was the main attraction, dragging many different people in for a fun night with friends or lovers. The dining area was sealed off from the karaoke bar so that one could eat quietly. That's where Salem and Sabrina were heading.

The waitor led them to their table. It was a little off the side, where just no one could overhear you.

The waitor held out Sabrina's chair. She smiled politely at him and sat down. "Thank you."

Salem nodded at the man and received the menus. Sabrina looked up and flushed a bit when she saw the open admiration in his eyes. She felt a desperate need to get the focus off herself.

"So I heard you've been married?"

He twitched and put down his menu, staring open mouthedly at Sabrina.

"Who told you that?"

He seemed almost angry with her.

"Zelda."

Salem nodded, restrained.

"She's right. I was married once. But I don't want to talk about it, not tonight, not tomorrow, not ever."

"Why not?" she pressured.

"Because," he said a little too loud and lowered his voice, "because I just don't want to."

The waitor returned to get their orders and Sabrina left the subject, but she planned on bringing it up again as soon as possible.

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Hilda and Zelda spotted the young couple as soon as they entered the room.

"Excuse me, are there any tables available?" Zelda asked the manager.

"Sorry, you must have a pre-booking."

"But..."

The manager glarted threatening at them. "Pre-booking."

The sisters had no choice but to walk out. "What now?" Hilda nagged and tugged Zelda's sleeve.

"We'll book a table of course."

Zelda took up her cellphone and led her sister to a back alley. She pointed at her mouth and said an old latin spell. Then she dialed the restaurant's number.

"Watertown Place."

"Yeah, hi, this is Mary-Kate Olsen. Can me and my sister please, please get a table right now?"

Hilda had to bite her lip really hard not to laugh out loud. Zelda's voice was now identical to Mary-Kate Olsen's.

"Thanks sir."

Zelda pointed back her own voice and turned to Hilda. "Quite a show, huh? He gave us a table right away."

"Mmhmm," Hilda laughed. "So...should we become the twins now or something? Because that would be so cool..."

Zelda shaked her blonde head with determination. "Eww! No, I have another idea."

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Their food came in, steak with mashed potatoes for him and tuna salad for her.

"Tuna!" Sabrina laughed.

Salem raised his eyebrows. "So?"

"I forgot to bring your last jar of tuna to the transformation party!"

Salem's mouth twisted upwards for the first time since the mentioning of his marriage.

"I forgot too. Can I have my last slice now?"

"Ok. Go ahead."

Salem took a long filé from her plate and swallowed it eagerly. His face wrinkled in disgust. "Oh...my...god."

"Was it bad?"

"That... was the most horrid thing I've ever come across!" Salem coughed and wiped his teary eyes.

"So are you ready to talk about your wife now?"

He stopped coughing and gazed across the table at Sabrina's challenging face.

"No."

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The manager sighed when he saw the two mid-age women approaching him again.

"You're back?"

Zelda pointed at him and threw a confusion powder over him.

"Ah," he said, "Olsen twins, you're welcome to our VIP table. It's right this way."

He personally showed them to a table in the center of the room. To him, Zelda and Hilda looked, acted and sounded like Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen.

His boss came up to him. "Are those two booked?"

"Of course! Don't you see who they are? It's the Olsen twins! Neat, isn't it?"

The boss stared at him, slightly scared. "I...think you should take the night off."

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Sabrina didn't give up. She was going to drag the truth out of Salem if it took all night.

"How was she, your wife Monica?"

Salem had enough. He leaned closer to whisper.

"We had been married for a year when she turned out to be a demon, sent to destroy me. I had no choice but to kill her."

Just as he'd expected, that little piece of information silenced Sabrina's questions. Atleast for the moment.

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"What are they doing?"

Hilda had her back to them. Zelda sighed. "Nothing. She looks pretty scared though. I can't help to wonder if he told her how Monica died."

"So can we go over there yet?"

"No, not yet."

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Sabrina couldn't keep quiet any longer.

"Salem, you killed your wife."

"She wasn't my wife."

"You married her."

"It didn't count! She wasn't who I thought she was!"

"She was still your wife."

"All right, so what if I loved her? She betrayed me, robbed me of my trust in women!"

"Loved? I didn't mention that."

"Would you stop pressuring me? Like I said, I had no choice. Now, I don't want to hear another word!"

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Salem and Sabrina left the restaurant a while later. Hilda and Zelda watched them leave.

"We must follow them!" Zelda exclaimed. "Come on Hilda, get off the buffet!"

"Oh, but it's so good!"

Hilda chewed frantically.

"I said come on!"

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Salem was absentminded and resoluted when he drove Sabrina home. She was at the verge of crying.

She slammed the door to his car without saying goodbye. For the first time in months, Sabrina actually hoped that Harvey was at home waiting for her.

Salem looked up at her windows until he saw the lights come on. He made a quick decision.

"Westbridge medical center, how can I help you?"

"Yeah, my name is Doctor Fieldman, is there a Harvey Kinkle there?"

The receptionist knew who Harvey was. "He's here. He is spending the night in a room next to his father. Should he come to the phone?"

"No, thanks anyway. You don't have to mention I called. Bye."

"Bye sir."

Salem silently left the car and walked up to Sabrina's apartment. He cleared his throat before knocking.

Her blue eyes widened when she saw him and she sighed deeply.

"Salem, you should go home."

"I will. I just want to apologize first, for freaking out on you like that. So, sorry."

As usual, Sabrina couldn't resist him. "I guess..."

She took a step towards him. Soon she was once again in his arms, lost in the moment, lost in him.

And that's how her aunts found them when they came running out of the elevator.

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A/N: That turned out more complicated than I expected! We'll find out more about Libby and Salem's wife later on. As for your suggestions, keep 'em comin'!