OK, I feel bad all over again! Well, physically, I'm feeling pretty good cuz I had Chinese food for dinner (my fave!), but I feel guilty for leaving you guys hanging all over again! I promised myself that I would update within a week, but lately I've had a million things to do like study for mid terms, volleyball tryouts, I went to see Twilight on opening night (it was AWESOME!), but that's no excuse! I'm probably boring you with my sob story, so I think I'll just let you know now that this will probably be the last chapter. I know I'm going to add an extra chapter as an epilogue soon after this is posted, and that'll be it. Sad, I know! But I promise I won't stop writing. I'm thinking about doing a one shot for Christmas, maybe a sequel to this fic, and I might even start a Storm Hawks story (did I mention I'm into Storm Hawks now?), and maybe even a Sammy Keyes fic, since that's an awesome series too, but again, I think I'm boring you, so on with the chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Sisters Grimm. Never have, never will.

Sabrina couldn't stop herself from letting out a gasp as Moth smirked down at her. Moth chuckled darkly. Sabrina tried to right herself on the hard cold floor of the abandoned hallway, but it was in vain. The pain in her now bleeding back made her wince every time she tried to move.

"Surprised, mortal?" Moth continued to smirk triumphantly.

Sabrina put her tough face back on and snarled at her, still lying awkwardly on the pink floor. "Not really." Then her snarl turned into a smirk as she continued. "You know, your fiance' isn't too loyal."

Any trace of Moth's previous smirk disappeared as she sent a cold glare Sabrina's way. She managed a calm tone as she responded. "Ah, I see King Puck received word of my escape before I was able to make my appearance. Mustardseed can indeed be a nuisance. After all, look at what that traitor did to me." Moth gestured to the filthy rags that were supposed to serve as her clothes. Moth's voice rose as she continued, striding to the other side of the hallway dramatically. "Look at what he did to his rightful queen! Look at what I have become! A mere prisoner of Faerie, treated no better than a sewer rat! I should be treated as royalty!"

Moth really was in horrible shape. Tattered rags hung from her body, barely covering her midsection and chest, and where the filthy cloth failed to conceal the girl's body, Sabrina could count every rib. Grime and dirt covered her face in layers and there were dark circles under each of her eyes, hinting a severe lack of rest and slumber. Her hair was matted and tangled with small twigs trapped in between the strands here and there. Moth was also barefoot, but that wasn't really a change. Her wings were stained and wilted, as if the life had been drained right out of them. Her time spent in prison truly was reflected by her appearance.

Sabrina finally managed to sit up on the floor as she glared back up at Moth. "Royalty? Royalty? What makes you think you should be queen of Faerie? Puck would never marry you."

Moth whirled around midstride and glared daggers at Sabrina. If looks could kill, Sabrina was sure that she would be dead. Despite the hatred and pure loathing in the fairy girl's eyes, her voice was surprisingly quiet, almost a whisper, as she leaned down towards Sabrina, their faces inches apart. "You filthy human! You know nothing. You would be surprised at what King Puck would do. He may have left me twice before," she paused and smirked evilly, "but things will be different this time."

"What do you mean?" Sabrina asked suspiciously, now with a slightly worried expression. She began shifting herself to her right, eyeing the red box that was securely attatched to the wall a few feet away.

Moth backed away from Sabrina slowly and started walking around her in slow, wide circles, as if stalking her prey, her smirk widening all the time. "Well, I am guessing that if you had heard ahead of time that I had fled Faerie, then you must know that Mustardseed suspects me of theft... And his suspicions are indeed correct." Moth paused once again and reached into her rags to pull out a small phial, filled to the brim with a clear liquid. Sabrina would have thought it was Sprite at first galnce. "I am also guessing that it would not matter if I were to show you my loot, seeing as you will not be leaving this hallway alive." Moth smirked at Sabrina, as if she could already see her corpse. Sabrina, now a little scared, continued to gaze back up at Moth as she continued. "This happens to be an original creation by Cobweb himself. He was quite a clever fairy," Moth's smirk widened, "but I guess not clever enough to avoid death."

Sabrina glowered at Moth. "At least he wasn't twisted enough to commit murder!"

Moth returned Sabrina's scowl. "Silence, mortal! As I was saying, this particular potion was what allowed my invisibility, giving me the element of stealth. Quite impressive, I know." Seeing Sabrina's suddenly surprised expression, Moth chuckled. "Yes, human, I was the one who caused your injury in the coffee shop, and also in this hallway mere days ago. You did not think that it was just the wind, did you? No wind is that strong, you dunce."

Sabrina's seemed to tremble, whether with anger or because of the loss of blood she wasn't sure, as she began to fire an insult at the fairy. "You twisted little-"

Moth didn't even give her the chance to finish. "I said SILENCE!"

Sabrina didn't finish her insult, but she did continue to talk, much to Moth's annoyance. "I still don't see how this changes anything. Even with some fancy invisibility potion, Puck would still never marry you."

Moth just continued to glare at Sabrina as she put away the phial of invisibility potion only to reach back into her rags to retreive another phial, this time filled with a hot pink liquid. It seemed to be giving off a faint glow. Moth continued slowly, "Do you know what this is, human?"

Sabrina, wanting to stall another viscious attack from the fairy girl's dagger, said the first thing that came to her mind. "Uh, my grandmother's maple syrup?"

Moth gave her a confused yet disgusted look and said, "No, you fool." She rolled her eyes. "You truly are a complete dunce, are you not?"

Sabrina glowered at her and, once the fairy took her eyes off of her and started to once again pace in circles, started slowly scooting towards her only hope of getting help, hoping that with it, she might be able to make a break for it before she lost too much blood. "Are you going to tell me what it is or not?"

Moth glowered back down at her and then held the transparent phial at arms length, looking at it with an evil grin. "This, human, is another of Cobweb's original creations, a creation that will solve all of my problems and make every one of them disappear, make everything the way it should be." She held it closer to her chest as if it was the only thing keeping her alive. Then her evil grin turned into a dreamy smile as she continued to look down at the small phial and continued in an almost inaudible whisper."This, human, is the strongest, most effective love potion in the history of Faerie, or anywhere else for that matter."

Sabrina's jaw dropped and she stopped scooting towards the wall to her right, which was now just two feet away, for a moment, for she had already envisioned Moth's plan. Of course Sabrina was right, Puck would never marry Moth... out of his own free will. But that was just it, now he wouldn't have to do it of his own free will. He would be forced into loving someone he truly loathed, someone he would never love. It just wasn't fair, wasn't right...

Moth let out one of her evil laughs, no longer just a chuckle, but a twisted, maniac, shrieking laugh. Moth looked almost giddy now with happiness and excitement, and it was wierding Sabrina out.

Sabrina looked up at Moth with a dumbfounded expression on her face. "N-no." She paused and let out a shaky breath. "No, y-you can't do that."

Moth laughed again and looked down at Sabrina triumphantly, as if she had already won. "Oh, you think so? And what, human, are you going to do to stop me?"

Suddenly, Sabrina's surprise turned to hatred and anger as she used the last of her strength to close the distance between herself and the nearby fire alarm. As soon as she pulled down the small handle, an ear shattering alarm peirced the once silent hallway and echoed throughout the campus, lights started to flash down the hallway, and the sprinklers attatched to the ceiling began showering the hallway with countless drops of water, attempting to put out the non-existent fire. It was Moth's turn to gasp in surprise, and in the second that she hesitated, Sabrina made a mad dash for the double doors at the end of the hallway that led to the gym, to help.

But Moth soon recovered from her surprise and flew after Sabrina, yielding her dagger, now ready to finish what she had come there to do. Sabrina only made it halfway to the doors by the time Moth caught up with her. The fairy slashed madly with her dagger and cut another fresh wound into Sabrina's back, wider and deeper than the last.

This time, Sabrina couldn't hold back the pain-driven scream that raced up her throat. She fell to the ground and writhed in pain, just hoping that if help wouldn't come in time, that Moht wouldn't draw out this torture too much longer.

Moth retracted her wings and stood in front of Sabrina, one hand balled into a fist and the other still clutching the rusty dagger. She giggled evilly once more and proceeded to shout over the blaring alarms. "Do you see now, mortal, what happens when you interfere with things you were never supposed to become involved with? You should have never come to Faerie, never had gotten involved with Everafters, never met Puck, and now you are going to get what has been coming to you!" Moth grinned, raised the dagger over her head, aimed at Sabrina's heart, and said only one more thing before initiating her final blow. "It is over now."

Sabrina couldn't do anything to defend herself. She had already lost an extremely unhealthy amount of blood and her dash for the exit left her breathless and winded. The only thing she could do was raise her trembling hand to shield her face, hoping that she wouldn't have to watch her own death. She closed her eyes tightly and prepared herself for the blow as droplets of water continued to bombard her skin, but it never came.

Sabrina heard only a faint buzzing sound over the deafening fire alarm, the sound of flapping wings. She cautiously opened her eyes, wondering why she wasn't dead yet, but she didn't see what she expected. Across the hallway was Moth, sprawled on the floor, glaring coldly at the boy who hovered above her. At first, Sabrina thought that the boy was Puck, but then she noticed that he was wearing a leather jacket and had a bow and arrow, the arrow trained threateningly at Moth's chest. Moth didn't dare take action, for her opponent clearly had the upper hand.

"Mustardseed," Sabrina breathed weakly. Suddenly she became aware of how weak she was. Blood was still pouring out of her back and she felt as if she couldn't breathe. She also felt extremely tired. Her eyes drooped as she attempted to get into a kneeling position, but she soon fell back to the ground, too weak to move. Everything and everyone around her seemed to be moving in slow motion, as if she was in a daze. Sabrina wanted more than anything to just lay down and go to sleep, but she refused to give in to that urge. But then again, she would love more than anything to just get away from the searing pain, from all the confusion, from all the noise, from all the madness...

Then there was a new sound added to the madness, and, although she would never admit it, it was music to Sabrina's ears. A strong, urgent voice came to her through her haze of pain, a worried voice that repeated the same thing over and over.

"Sabrina, stay awake, please, just stay awake!"

Sabrina opened her eyes a little wider and found another pair of eyes, peircing emerald green eyes, gazing down at her. "Puck," she breathed.

Sabrina was able to hear a hint of newfound hope in the boy's voice as he continued in a panicked tone. "Yes, I'm here, Sabrina, I'm here, and I need you to try to sit up."

Sabrina payed no attention to his request and continued to ramble weakly. "Puck, get out of here, she's going to hurt you, don't let her hurt you..."

Puck began to get frustrated as he slid an arm around Sabrina's waist and brought her to a sitting position himself. "I'm fine, Sabrina, but you won't be if we don't get you out of here soon."

Sabrina realized that he was right. She began to push herself to move, once again attempting to get into a kneeling position, but it was no use. She had lost too much blood and she was now too weak to do anything, let alone save herself. Frustrated tears formed in her eyes and surprisingly began to flow down her cheeks, mixing with the water that had fallen from the sprinklers onto her skin. "Puck," she sobbed, "I can't do it! I can't do it, it hurts too much..." Sabrina feared for her life as she teetered on the thin line of consciousness, possibly the line between life and death.

Puck felt a surge of compassion for the girl as he tried to reassure her. "I know it hurts, but trust me, I'll get you out of here, it's going to be OK."

Without warning, Puck swept Sabrina off the floor and into his arms, cradling her against his chest as he sprouted his wings and began to fly towards the exit, desperate to save her life. Puck retracted his wings as they reached the exit, for it wouldn't be wise to openly display them. Flashing lights and sirens broke the calm of the night and Sabrina felt the outdoor chill reach her, making her shiver. Fire trucks and police cars had arrived having been alerted by the fire alarm Sabrina had triggered. That was all Sabrina saw before blacking out for the second time that week.

Sabrina awoke to the warmth of the sun shining down on her from a nearby window. For a moment she didn't even want to open her eyes, but then she felt the now familiar discomfort of being in a hospital bed. Sabrina squinted slightly from the sunlight as she reluctantly sat up and looked around. Four plain white walls surrounded her and a lone window showed Sabrina that she was likely on the second floor of a building. Mounted in the top-left corner of the room near the ceiling was a mid-sized TV which was currently turned on, but the volume was turned down too low to hear. There was a small couch near the door that likely led out to the hallway. Next to the bed Sabrina was laying in was a bedside table covered with multiple "Get Well Soon!" cards and a vase of flowers. Yep, Sabrina was in the hospital... again.

On one of the cards, Sabrina was able to recognize Daphne's unruly handwriting. She sat up a little straighter and grabbed it, intending to read it when the door that Sabrina had thought led to the hallway opened and revealed a worried Uncle Jake.

Sabrina gave him an uncertain smile, worried that he might be extremely angry with her, but he only let out a sigh of relief as he rushed over and hugged her. Sabrina hugged him back, realizing that the last time she was conscious, she had suspected she might have never been able to see him again.

After a long moment, Jake pulled back and took hold of Sabrina's shoulders. "How are you feeling?" he asked intently.

Sabrina hadn't even thought of her injuries since she woke up. She reached backwards to feel her back, only to find it was covered in bandages. There was a slight ache that would worsen when she tried to lean over, but other then that and a small headache, she seemed to be fine. She smiled reassuringly at her uncle. "I'm feeling OK. How are you?"

Jake laughed. "Oh, I'm fine, but you, however, seem to have taken quite a beating from a dagger!" Then his face hardened a bit. "Puck told me about how you snuck out and I feel no guilt in grounding you for the next month."

Sabrina only hugged him. "I know," she said as he tenderly hugged her back.

At that moment the door opened once again to reveal Granny Relda with Puck and Daphne followingly close behind. Daphne wasted no time on warm greetings.

Daphne glared at Sabrina and put her hands on her hips as she said, "Sabrina Grimm, you are grounded! You knew good and well that we forbid you from going to that dance for a good reason, but do you listen? No, of course not! You go ahead and-"

Sabrina laughed and cut her off. "Don't worry, Daphne, Uncle Jake has already taken the liberty of grounding me."

The little girl humphed and merely stuck her nose into the air. Granny Relda rushed past Daphne to hug Sabrina. "Liebling, NEVER scare me like that again! I intend to see you graduate one day, you know. And of course see you go to college and get married and-"

Sabrina laughed and pulled away from her grandmother saying, "Whoa, Granny, let's just slow down a little! I'm only thirteen."

Relda looked into her eldest granddaughter's eyes warmly and kissed her on the forehead. Then she turned serious. "But your sister is right, Sabrina, you will be grounded for quite some time."

Sabrina rolled her eyes. "I think we've all established the fact that I will be grounded!"

Puck snickered from the corner and Sabrina glared at him. Her uncle noticed this and said, "Sabrina, I wouldn't be too mad at Puck. He was the one who saved your life."

Sabrina crossed her arms across her chest. "Yeah, yeah..." Then she brightened a bit. "So when can I go home?"

"It won't be more than two days," Jake assured her. "They just need to let your cuts heal and regulate your blood flow. You lost a lot of blood during your little incident." Sabrina frowned slightly. Her release wouldn't be as soon as she would have liked, but it at least it wouldn't be too long until she got to go home.

Daphne chose that moment to speak up. "Granny, I'm hungry. Can we go down to the cafeteria?"

Relda looked down at the little girl and smiled warmly. "Of course, liebling."

"I'll come too, Mom, I'm starved," Uncle Jake said.

Granny turned to look at Puck who had remained silent the whole time. "Would you like to come, Puck?"

Puck was about to reply when another voice came from the doorway. "Actually I would like Puck to stay here. I wish to talk to him... and Sabrina." Mustardseed had appeared in the doorway, leather jacket and all. He looked worse than he had the last time Sabrina had seen him in New York. He looked paler and a few cuts marred his perfect face. He, like Moth, had dark circles under his eyes.

Puck nodded and Mustardseed signaled for the rest of the Grimms to leave. They all gave Sabrina small waves and walked out of the door and into the hallway. Mustardseed shut the door behind them and turned to look at Sabrina. He nodded at her. "How are you?"

Sabrina had been slightly surprised that he wanted to talk with her alone with Puck, so she replied uncertainly. "I'm OK, and you?"

Mustardseed gave a small shrug as if to say he couldn't complain and motioned for Puck to sit down on the small couch next to him. As soon as Puck sat, he continued. "I am guessing you might be a little confused about the events that occurred this week."

Sabrina nodded and a sudden realization struck her. "Hey, how are you going to get out of Ferryport Landing? The barrier-"

Mustardseed smiled weakly at her and pulled a phial out of his pocket. "Did King Puck show you the letter I had sent him?"

Sabrina suddenly remembered that Mustardseed had mentioned a potion that repels magical effects in his letter and nodded again. "Yeah, is that the potion you mentioned in the letter?"

Mustardseed nodded. "It is very useful for Everafters... At least, those of us who are not trapped here already," he continued as he looked at his brother. Puck looked at his feet sadly.

"So you will be able to get out of here, right?" Sabrina asked tentatively.

"Of course," Mustardseed replied. "But before I leave, I just want to clear things up for you. I do not want you to worry over the Moth incident. I now have her in custody and I will have her put on a higher level of security as soon as I return to Faerie. I came here because I felt that I was to blame for Moth's escape, and if anything very serious were to happen to you because of her, I would never be able to forgive myself."

Sabrina was extremely flattered by his words and blushed. "Mustardseed, it isn't your fault at all! Moth is just an evil-"

Mustardseed once again interupted her. "It is my fault and we shall not pretend otherwise. I am very sorry for all the pain Moth has caused you and I hope you can find it in yourself to forgive me.

Sabrina could only nod awkwardly. Mustardseed then turned to Puck. "Puck, I will have you know that the discovery of Cobweb's stash of these potions has given us much help in investigating a potion that could enable you to come back to Faerie. We would just have to-"

"No," Puck spoke up suddenly.

Mustardseed looked at him with a surprised expression. "I'm sorry?"

Puck took a deep breath and continued. "Although it would be nice for me to be able to make frequent trips to Faerie, I would never want to leave Ferryport Landing forever. I'm still needed here by my family."

Sabrina couldn't help but gasp. Puck had used the f-word! It was completely unlike him and Sabrina was as surprised as Mustardseed at his maturity. Sabrina looked at him. "Puck, you know you wouldn't have to do that. There are so many more possibilities for you outside of Ferryport Landing and Faerie needs you and we always have Tobias and he would be more than willing to-"

"No, Sabrina." Puck looked her straight in the eyes. Sabrina was surprised once again. He had used her first name! Maybe she was still asleep, maybe dreaming.

Mustardseed was as surprised as Sabrina was, but he continued in a firm voice, "If that is what you truly want, brother, then I will not try to persuade you otherwise. I only ask that you think about it. It would still take months for us to make a potion like that, maybe even years, so you have time to consider your options."

Puck nodded and Mustardseed once again turned to Sabrina. "Well, I guess that is all I need to discuss with you. Do you have any more questions? I probably won't be back for a while or get the chance to answer them after today. I need to leave for Faerie soon so I can put Moth back in her rightful place."

Sabrina, still dumbfounded, could only shake her head. Mustardseed stood to leave. Once in the doorway, he turned around to look at them and nodded at each of them in turn. "Puck. Sabrina." And then he was gone.

Puck and Sabrina sat awkwardly in the hospital room for a few more minutes, neither wanting to start up another conversation. Sabrina tried to preoccupy herself by watching the soundless pictures flash across the TV screen and Puck went back to looking down at his shoes. Puck finally stood to leave and started to walk towards the door when his steps faltered and he suddenly stopped. He slowly turned around and walked towards an uncertain Sabrina.

Puck took inhaled deeply and looked Sabrina right in the eyes before speaking. "Promise me you won't lie any more, not to the point where you could get hurt."

Sabrina was surprised by his statement. She had no idea that he even cared in the least. "I promise," she croaked meekly.

Puck nodded and gave Sabrina the biggest surprise she had experienced that day, let alone that whole week. He smiled sincerely at her and gave her a small, gentle kiss on the cheek. Sabrina gasped, but Puck took no notice of this as he briskly turned around and walked out the door without another word.

Sabrina, despite all the bad thoughts she had ever had about Puck, despite all the pranks he had pulled on her, despite all that he had done to her, could not stop a small smile from crossing her face as she slowly lifted her hand to touch the place where Puck's lips had been just seconds ago. Then, still smiling she turned onto her right side and lay down to rest.

Yep, I'm definitely dreaming.

OK, did you think that was too sappy? I'm just not sure and that's the sweetest ending I could come up with. By the way, I changed the title because I thought "Lies Can Hurt" fit the moral of the story a lot better. Also, don't take this story off of story alert just yet. There's one more chapter to come! So just let me know what you think and if I don't update before Thursday, Merry Christmas!

- Elli