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Death was very calming, it seemed to Sabrina, as she floated silently in the inky blackness. It felt soft like velvet, but not suffocating or hot. It was perfect. No hunger, dehydration, but a little sleepy. Her favorite song played softly somewhere in the depths of her mind. She wasn't positive if she was dead or not, but it felt like this is what it would be like. So peaceful, gentle, and quiet.
"No, Sabrina." A voice echoed. It was a girl voice, comforting, yet unfamiliar. "Not yet. But it will come soon enough." it said in a sad tone.
Suddenly, she was aware of distant sounds and movement. She was being carried by something huge and fast. After a few minutes, she heard people all around. Yelling, cheering. She felt herself fall on something hard. Everywhere there was movement and sound. Then, it all stopped. Suddenly, screaming, yelling, and running. Then, the biggest shake she had everyfelt. The yelling stopped, and silence reigned again. Soft padding of footsteps came close to her, and something touched her shoulders, slightly shaking. It reached for her neck, lightly touching. A long, heartbroken cry rang out. Then, she felt herself picked up. She didn't feel herself moving, but she could tell she was. Whatever was moving her, she could tell was shaking violently, even in this place where everything was softened.
She started getting more of her conscience back. First, she heard slamming doors, stomping, and wailing. She could feel movement all around her, but none of it was threatening. Then, the worst feeling came back. The pain. It was everywhere, especially in her back and head. It was like millions of hammers, each with needles on them, slamming in to her body. She flinched and moaned every time something touched her. Then, it all stopped, and yelling stuck up again, mixed with some pleading. Then, the velvet blackness disappeared, turning into a jelly-like silver, cooling a refreshing. All the pain disappeared, and she relaxed. That's when she opened her eyes.
She was surrounded by her family, worried and tearful. They all visibly relaxed as she opened her eyes wider. Daphne jumped and hugged her, but jumped of as Sabrina gasped and flinched.
"The spell only works if no one touches her. Her bones may be healed, but the spell was weaker, causing more pain when the areas injured are touched. It works fast, but at a price." Granny said, but looked lovingly at Sabrina. "We're so happy you're okay."
"Oh, Sabrina! We were so worried when you left on your own!" Daphne cried. Red was in the background, her face hidden by the hood. Uncle Jake was back from Briar's, holding what looked like a bubble wand and a bottle of bubble soap. He was smiling. And, lastly, Puck.
He looked horrible. He was sitting on the armchair nearby. His arms and legs cut and bruised, his pants ripped and shirt in a similar condition. He was looking downcast, eyes fixed on the floor. He looked so out of energy. Then, Granny noticed where she was looking.
"I think it's time we all went to bed. It's late. You're too weak, and we can't move you, Sabrina, so you'll have to spend the night on the couch. Everyone else, upstairs! Love you!" Granny said to everyone and went upstairs, followed by Red and Uncle Jake. Daphne stayed for a second, then left with a good night. Puck stayed behind, and after everyone left, finally looked up.
It was suprising. to say the least, to see the Trickster King crying. Not sobbing or anything, just tears trickling down his face, his eyes heavy, sad and tired. He looked so drained of energy.
"I'm sorry." Sabrina said out loud, looking away. "About Kraven. I didn't mean to." she said. Puck stood up abruptly.
"You're sorry?" He yelled, sounding angry. She looked at him with wide eyes, and he flinched, and slouched back down. "It's me, I'm the one's who sorry. I never should've-" He voice caught, and he sucked in a breath. "I never, ever should've hit you, no matter what. I don't know what I was thinking. It's just-" He stopped again, and looked up, making eye contact. "I hope you never forgive me." he said in a dead serious tone. "I don't deserve your forgiveness, not after that."
"But, Puck-" she tried to say.
"No, I don't want to hear it" he said louder. He walked towards the staircase, stopped, and yelled "House, locked up!" All the shutters and doors locked. He turned and faced her. "Now you can sleep down here safely". As he was going up the stairs, he whispered meaningfully "I'm so happy you're alive". Sabrina didn't hear him, but he could've sworn later heard giggling from Daphne's room.