SPOV

I plopped down on the trampoline, exhausted. Puck landed next to me and we sat there a couple minutes, resting. After a while Puck broke the silence.

"What time is it?"

I checked my watch, (a Christmas gift from Daphne, it was as she had put it, everything proof.)

"It's 1:27"

"Late" He commented.

I nodded.

We sat in comfortable silence for a little while longer, till my stomach made a sound like a wounded animal. Puck was too tired to laugh at me, instead he just smirked.

"Told you so, you should of eaten dinner."

I rolled my eyes and laid down, staring up at the stars, eventually I fell asleep.

The first thing that tipped me off that I was back in my nightmare was that I was cold, so cold. Opening my eyes I found that, unlike last time, the room was empty and I was not chained up. I stood up and walked around the room a couple of times, looking for an exit and expecting pain at any second. When I turned around though, I was unsurprised to find the clocked figure watching me.

"What do you want?" I asked my voice clear.

"What do I want?" The figure repeated, and then chuckled, a horrible rasping sound that I dearly hoped he would never do again. "Why Sabrina, didn't you learn anything from our last encounter? I want the stone."

"What stone?"

"Don't play dumb with girl."

I found no need to reply and he continued, "We're a lot alike, you and I. Both half-bloods, both abandoned by their family at a young age, both-"

"I was not abandoned" I cut him off. "I got my family back."

"But you were forced to grow up at a young age, just like me. Even now, years later, you cannot let yourself fully and completely relax about the fact that they won't be taken from you. You cannot be sure that they will stay forever."

I decided I had had enough of this unknown man taunting me and unsheathed my sword. He laughed again.

"I told you we were the same." Without even taking off his cloak he unsheathed his own sword, when suddenly I was back on the trampoline in Puck's room.

Puck's outline was over me and he worriedly asked if I was ok.

I nodded, "It was just a dream, just a dream."

His hand found its way to the small of my back and gently rubbed it. A sense of calmness flooded my mind, a sense that here, I was safe, here nothing could hurt me, if I had been less freaked out by my dream I would have been in heaven.

"How are you doing that?" I asked, trying to prevent a soft man of pleasure pass my lips.

"All fairies have a sweet spot at the base of their spine, right underneath their wings." He explained, "That's how I woke you up last night."

"That is the best feeling ever."

"I know" He replied, giving me an idea. I snuck my hand over till it was at his sweet spot and rubbed, making it so I was in sync with him. He couldn't contain his own moan of pleasure and we fell back asleep, our hands on each other's wing base.

PPOV

I watched as Sabrina mumbled something about tacos and curled up closer to me. I should wake her up, we could get in another hour of flying practice before we headed out but I couldn't bring myself to, a couple minutes later though she woke up on her own and looked drowsily around her.

"Good morning snoring-ugly." I joked.

"I'd take offense but I'm too tired." She replied and stretched before checking her watch. "I slept in again, it's 7."

"What time do you normally wake up?" I asked, confused at why anyone would think that 7 was sleeping in.

"Normally I wake up at 5 o'clock." She got up off the trampoline and stretched again. "I'm gonna go eat something, care to join?"

I nodded and got up myself. We headed into the kitchen where her dad sat, drinking a cup of coffee and reading the morning paper.

"Morning" Sabrina said sleepily.

"Good morning." Hen-Hen replied and then went back to his paper.

Sabrina proceeded to make herself a bowl of cereal, I opened the fridge looking for leftovers and found some of the soup from last night. The two of us sat at the table and ate in silence.

We finished eating and she went upstairs to take a shower. After a couple minutes we heard the water start and Henry turned to look at me, fierce determination in his eyes, reminding me forcefully of his daughter.

"Tell me what you two are planning; are you going to put Sabrina's life in danger?"

"Henry, Henry," I replied, trying to keep my voice light and airy, "You really think we're planning something dangerous? Nah." Sabrina didn't want anyone to what we were planning for fear of the cloaked figure would "haunt" them too.

"I can read the signs Puck."

I shrugged, "Your reading them wrong."

"Then tell me Puck, what are you training for?"

"It's a surprise." I said calmly, trying to get off the subject, and stuffing my face with some more food.

"I have a right to know!"

"Fine" I replied, my head whirling wildly, "We're planning a surprise party for Marshmallow's birthday"

"Her birthday isn't for another month."

"Yeah, we gotta plan now, big, big, party, after all she'll be turning the big, uh; how old will she be?"

"12"

"I knew that."

He seemed like he was going to argue but Sabrina entered just then, her dripping wet hair tied up messily. After a fight bout whether or not I needed to shower, ending up with me showering and brushing my teeth we headed out.