Lol, I love 'Angel'. Not as much as I love 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer', but…:D yay. Anyway, on to the chapter, please enjoy.

Chapter Six

Sabrina woke up a few hours later, alone. Her eyes were sore, her lips stuck together, and her pillow was drenched with the tears she'd cried in her sleep. She blinked a few times, looking around for Puck.

Just when she was about to freak out, she heard his voice whispering furiously right outside her door. Sabrina listened hard, and slowly, the words became clearer.

"Can't go in there," Puck was saying.

"And why not? She's my daughter, boy," Henry said.

"She hates you, idiot," Puck said, his voice rising. "And with good reason! You're an ass, Henry Grimm, and that's a simple fact."

Sabrina heard a smacking sound and a gasp of pain from Puck, and she shot out of bed. She ran to the door and pulled it open to find Puck clutching the side of his face and Henry raising his fist to hit Puck again.

Sabrina dove in the way of her father's fist, and he smacked her right in the jaw.

Sabrina cried out in pain, and Henry's eyes widened in shock. "Sabrina, honey, are you okay?"

Puck grabbed the hand Henry was reaching towards Sabrina and he twisted it painfully.

"Don't you dare come near my wife again, got it?" Puck said in a very soft, dangerous tone, his eyes a cold silver. "If you so much as look at her again, I will kill you."

Henry didn't even try to argue; he just turned and walked out of the house. Puck immediately turn to Sabrina, wrapping an arm around her waist.

"Move your hand," Puck said softly. "I need to see how bad it is." Sabrina withdrew her hand and Puck gasped. The entire left side of her jaw was badly bruised. He started to lead her down the stairs. "You need ice, okay?"

Sabrina didn't respond, trying to stop the tears that were forming. Her own father had hit her! And now Puck was being so…un-Puck. So sweet. He was acting like he actually loved her.

Puck helped Sabrina into the kitchen where the rest of the family was. Veronica stood up from the kitchen table, looking with concern at her oldest child.

"Sabrina, what happened? Who did this to you?"

Puck went to the fridge and grabbed a big handful of ice, wrapping it in a towel. "Your husband," he said angrily as he very gently pressed the ice to Sabrina's face.

Veronica's eyes widened. "No…no, he wouldn't…"

"Well, he did, so why don't you just stop staring and get Grimm here some pain-killers?" Puck sounded tired, like he had the night before. Sabrina looked at him in concern. It wasn't like Puck to sound so…old.

Granny Relda looked at Puck a bit oddly. "Puck, lilbeling, what's gotten into you? Why are you lying about about something like this?" Relda's light German accent was heavy with her concern for Sabrina.

Puck's eyes flashed. "Don't you dare accuse me of lying, old lady. Henry Grimm did this to her, and by God, Henry Grimm is going to pay."

Sabrina grabbed his arm, making him look down at her. His expression softened, the anger left his eyes.

"Puck," Sabrina said quietly, "enough. I'll talk to my father, but right now, you need to stop acting like this. He hit you because you married me; he hit me by accident. I'm not saying," Sabrina said when Puck opened his mouth to protest, "that it's ok that he hit us, but there are reasons."

"Grimm, why do you insist on trusting him? He hit you!" Puck exclaimed, the angry light coming back into his eyes.

"Because he's my father, and before any of this started, he was a good one!" Sabrina retorted. "So you will be nice to him, Puck, or else there will be hell to pay. Understand?"

Puck didn't respond and Sabrina stormed out of the room. In her wake, Veronica looked at Puck.

"Did he really…" she started, but Puck just nodded, and Veronica looked angry. "That son of a bitch," she snapped. "As soon as he gets back here I'm going to…" She trailed off suggestively, and Puck almost smiled. Almost, but not quite.

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Sabrina walked out of the house and down the driveway. She new her father well enough to know where he would go: the lake, about a mile away. When he was angry or upset, Henry Grimm would always try to find a body of water—it helped calm him down.

When Sabrina got there, her cheek was throbbing painfully, and she wasn't as ready to forgive her father. But then she saw him there, sitting alone on end of the wooden walk-way, his shoulders shaking.

She walked slowly towards him. "Dad?" Sabrina said softly. Henry looked up, and she saw that he was crying. He stood up to hug her, but Sabrina backed away.

"No. I'm not ready to forgive you yet, ok?" she said. "Not about hitting me…about keeping me away from this life. Daddy," Sabrina said, "this is where I belong, where I've always belonged. And it's about time you start accepting that.

"My entire life, I did as you told me. But I'm done. You kept me away from my family, away from my birthright, and I don't think I can ever forgive you that. And worse yet, when you finally come around to my way of thinking, you decide to use me as some pawn in a game of chess I didn't even knew was going on."

Sabrina tried to swallow her tears back, but it didn't work. "And then you hate the guy who made it so I was still alive—not just this time, but all the times. With Jack, with Rumplestilskin, with Red. You hate the guy who made it so I didn't get hurt. And for that, I truly hate you."

"Sabrina," Henry said weakly, but she acted like she didn't hear him.

"I'm willing to let you come back, but there are going to be some changed. One, you have to be supportive of me and Daphne, no matter what we decide to do. This is our life now, and you can't be a part of it unless you accept that.

"Two, you have to be civil to Puck. I don't like this binding thing anymore than you do, but punching him won't help us find a way to counter-act it.

"And three, you have to accept that me and Daphne…we're growing up. We aren't little girls anymore. We're little women."

Henry looked at his eldest child for a moment, studying her face. It was hard with the things she'd seen; no longer innocent. It pained Henry to know that Sabrina had gone through so much; that she had had to grow up. When he had left her only two years ago, she had been innocent. She had been happy. Sabrina was right; sometime when Henry wasn't looking, his baby had grown up, and he just had to learn to deal.

He sighed. "Trust me, sweetie, I know that more than you might think." When Sabrina gave him a look, he grinned a bit. He looked more like Jake when he did that. "Daphne has a boyfriend. Kerdy."

"You're kidding!" Sabrina said as they started walking back towards the house, side by side. Henry moved closer to Sabrina and drapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. Sabrina didn't try to stop him this time.

"Nope. He's a nice kid, I suppose. But Daphne, she's so young…"

"You've got that right," Sabrina agreed, and they laughed. Sabrina couldn't help feeling, though, that no matter how happy they were now, soon, it was all going to change.

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A/N

Hhahaa, sorry, I had to make all those quotes…most of you won't get them…anyway, tune in next week for more adventures with Sabrina!!!!!!

Next week: What will happen when Darren gets loose in the Hall of Wonders? Who is this Kerdy that Daphne is now obsessed with? And, most of all, will the family be able to stick together in this time of trouble?

DUN DUN DUN!!!!