A/N: Sorry, sorry, sorry I did not fall off the face of the earth I am truly sorry, I am so busy It's not even funny how busy my life is, so, so sorry, but I am not going to boar you with my life. But I am interested in yours, did you dress up for Halloween, if so what were you? And I got hit by Sandy, but my power was only out for two days, so how about you guys? I hope you all, and your belongings are safe and sound and all have heat for this snow (if you are on the east coast of course). (Answer the questions in the reviews)

Disclaimer: I do not own The Sisters Grimm or The Script and any of their songs.

Recap:

I leave the room grab a water from the kitchen, and finish it in one gulp. Then I head straight to the bathroom, without a second thought to what my family will do when the see my hair. I take the red and black hair die out from under the sink and start my work, I've done this so many times that even though I forgot what to do, my hands didn't.

The Past's Not Always in the Past Chapter 6

Sabrina's POV

After I put in the die in I have to wait for thirty minute. I walk into my real bedroom grab the memory book from under my bed, grab my iPod and walk right through the portal again. Then right back into the bathroom, I open the secret door, keep it open, and flop on the bed. Soon to be joined with Cudi.

I plug in my earphones and the song starts. I'm a big fan of the band The Script; their music is realistic, not some crazy, unreal, lovey dovey song where eventually everything works out, and it's not pop exactly. Well technically they have few love songs but they are not lovey dovey and besides the lyrics, they are good songs. Since I have so many of their songs, of course the first song to come on is Long Gone and Moved on by them.

I pick up the memory book, during the war I didn't look at it once but now that the war is over I have looking at it a lot more often. The book makes me a little sad when I read it, but it also makes me very happy. If you just glance at the book for a second you would probably think it was my diary because it has a little lock on it, is about a diary's size, and says my name across it in a nice mint green, the actual book is a nice blue pattern. But it's not a diary, it's a memory book.

I open the book and the first thing I see is-

To remember me here's a book of our memories ~ Xavier and John

I laugh to myself; they are so bad at rhyming. I met Xavier around the same time I met John. John is sort of a best friend where as Xavier is like the older brother I've never had. He is African-American, super nice and kind and should be around 14 or 15 now. I met Xavier at the fighting ring, the first time I saw him I beat the crap out of him, I laugh at the memory. I earned 100 bucks from that fight, it was a good one because everyone thought I was going to be killed because Xavier was twice my size, I don't know how tall he is now though. Xavier told me after he really didn't want to fight me, to hurt me or anyone for that matter, and was glad he didn't. I learned later why he was fighting if he didn't want to. For the same reason I was.

I flip through the book and see a photo of Daphne, Xavier, John, Schmitty, and I in china town during one of their holidays. It was a fun day. Another of me beating the crap out of Schmitty after he said one day I had anger issues, I laugh. I flip through the rest of the book, I think it took a pretty long time, but I'm not sure I was to busy going down memory lane.

When I get to the end of the book a piece of paper falls out. It read:

Dear Sabrina,

I hope you know about everafters by the time you find this. This might come as a shock but I brother and I are both John Jacob Jingle Himer Schmitt (la la la la la la) from the nursery rhyme, we are twins. I hope this does not change anything between us. You also might be wondering how I knew you were a "Grimm" that is because my brother and I knew quite a few of your descendents and could tell just from your personality, even with is so changed. I choose to not grow up if you were wondering, but my brother was always interested in being an adult and I wasn't going to stop him. No other of our friends are everafters or know what everafters are. Finally I hope you can forgive me for what I have done, I was the person that called and told the orphanage your location, that's why you got token away from everyone you learned to love without even a single good bye. I was also the one to give them your grandmother's address also, I didn't want you to go through life not knowing how special you were and what you were capable of. I needed to do what I did and I hope I do not regret it, if it went according to plan then I do not. I hope you plan on visiting, no matter one or fifty years from now.

~ John Jacob Jingle Himer Schmitt

I am shocked from the letter. He's an everafter? He can't be! No way! How did I not find this letter before? Do I forgive him? Am I angry? Am I thankful? The questions swim in my head, all without answers.

I look at the clock see it's been a half hour go into the bathroom take off my clothes, jump in the shower, and start to wash my hair. I realize I am supposed to start home schooling today, maybe I can make my parents hold off on the learning on the account of Ray visiting.

I jump out of the shower and tie a towel around me then brush my hair out then blow-dry it, and then I brushed it again.

My hair looks great and just how I remembered it, its all light red with a few streaks of black and all the tips are black. I hope everyone likes it. I hope everyone likes me. I originally died my hair just so no one would recognize me and take me back to the orphanage around the time I met John (I call that time period the third year), but I learned to love it that way and it became part of my identity.

I walk out of the bathroom and into my bedroom; I through on some sweats and walk downstairs and into the kitchen. Granny's the only one there so I ask her where Daph is and she looks up to meet my eyes and says "Oh my libeling! Did Puck do this?"

"What? No! I did this, do you not like it?" I ask concerned.

"No! No, it's just… it doesn't seem very… you." Well that's ironic, I think to myself.

"Oh… so do you know where my mom and Daphne are?" I ask again.

"Yes, they are in the backyard with the rest of the family, we are going to have a BBQ with everyone in town, including you friends."

"Did you inform everyone not to use magic?" I inquire.

"Of course, and I think the whole family is playing football now if you want to join." she comments.

"Sure that sounds fun." I respond. I put my hair up in to a high ponytail before walking out the back door.

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AGAIN SO SO SORRY, AND NO I DO NOT PLAN TO GIVE UP ON THIS STORY, EVER!