Chapter 5- Claire

Hey bambinos! Sorry, I have been watching too much Friday Night Dinner. Hope you enjoyed the last chapter. This one is going to have a bit of puckxsabrina and also, two surprise visitors come knocking on the door with a big surprise! How corny did that sound? Anyway, enjoy! Xx

Sabrina started rifling through all the different journals generations of her family had wrote in, to see if there was anyone she could set up with Peter Pan; the one, the only, the boy who never grows up and Puck's worst enemy. How Sabrina got into this mess- she wasn't one hundred percent sure. They talked, they kissed, they talked some more, they went home. Somewhere through all of that Peter had told Sabrina that he loved her and Sabrina had taken it upon herself to help Peter find a new 'true love'. Because these people had literally lived through fairy tales, didn't mean that true love was actually real. It was for some, but others begged to differ. Sabrina had seen many people heartbroken before. There were films about people jumping of cliffs because their 'the one' didn't feel the same way about them. It was all terribly sad. No one should feel like that; that they are worthless, useless and unwanted. Left alone all their lives in a dingy little flat or huge mansion. Then there were others who had everything; looks, money, family, job, friends, personality, brains and love. This just wasn't fair. Sabrina had been heartbroken too, once, three years ago to be exact. It was like someone getting a hot knife and piercing her with it right in the heart, so she could never love or feel again and was numb all over. It was when she was leaving Ferry-Port Landing to live in New York, where they had a bright, modern apartment waiting for them in the Upper East Side, next to the park. Sabrina was devastated to leave everything, everyone… and him. Sabrina shook her head. She had promised herself when she left she wouldn't think like that, especially of him. It was wrong, he was pretty much family anyway. She hated him right now as well. Those words buzzed around her head again,

"Oh please Grimm, get a life. Just because no one wants you…."

Sabrina frowned. Was this true? Did she try too hard when there was really no need? It was stupid, really, to think like that, it was just Puck being typical, well…. Puck! He always said mean things to her but he didn't really mean them. Not really. He just wanted to tease her. Unfortunately, Sabrina didn't think that this was the case this time. It seemed like he had meant them. Sabrina pushed the matter to the back of her mind. She knew her family loved her, through her good and bad times, even when she was a cow and went against them. They were always there and so Puck must be wrong. Sabrina looked down at the pile of books in her hands. She hoped one of them would contain the list with everyone that came with Wilhelm Grimm to America on. Then again, most of the everafters moved away after the barrier got closed down. Why would they want to stay in one place when they started a riot just to be free? Sabrina knew that she certainly wouldn't. This was going to be a lo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ong night. Normally, Sabrina didn't mind research but today she really couldn't be bothered. She was exhausted. It had been a very eventful day, plus crying really took the energy out of you. She walked over to the kitchen where the table was. The family often used the table as a desk as they didn't have one in the house unless you wanted to go upstairs. Sabrina walked extra steadily, to not knock over anything and make the huge stack of books topple over. She set them down on the table and watched as they all fell over and scattered over the table and the floor. Sabrina sighed and sunk down into the chair. This was not going to be fun and she would much rather talk to all her friends on the phone or by text.

"Better get started." Sabrina muttered and warily picked up a book.

Three hours later, it was 7 o'clock. Sabrina had slight bags under her eyes and she looked a mess. She had been reading for so long, her neck and eyes were in pain from the strain. She never knew that much reading could get someone so damn tired. All Sabrina wanted to do was lay down for a bit, close her eyes and rest. Only for a few minutes and then she could get back to the search for a new girlfriend for Peter Pan. She couldn't do that though. Sabrina didn't trust herself. She knew she would fall asleep. Instead she picked up some of the journals and slowly made her way to the living room, stumbling over books on the floor. She had no idea where her family were. She put the books back and went over to the collect the rest. She flopped down on the sofa. It was hopeless! She had found nothing. Everyone was either too old or already in a relationship or moved away. There was no way she could contact them either. She would just have to tell Peter the truth, that she had found no one and he needed to stay away from her. It seemed simple enough but Sabrina knew it would not be easy; he would be crushed. It was like Sabrina was his life source. Although this was stupid as he had lived perfectly well without her there. Or as well as it was going to get for someone being alone for three hundred years. He hadn't led the best life. He seemed very forlorn, liked the tiniest touch would break him into a thousand pieces. She looked over to the bookshelf and quickly scanned the books. Then she scanned the ones on the floor and the ones on the coffee table. Her eyes darted past a thick, leather-bound book with a note sitting on top of it. Her gaze quickly flicked back to the piece of paper and the beautiful girl frowned. Sabrina sat up and picked up the note. She read it quickly:

Dear Sabrina,

Terribly sorry dear, but your father and I had to take Granny Relda out of town. She said she needed a few things to help her with her case. Someone has been stealing a few things again. How exciting! Anyway, I took Daphne and Basil and Red with us. We won't be too long so not to worry. Puck is still there if you need him anyway, but you should be alright. Granny Relda has left anything that you might need; food, blankets, books (not that you don't know where they are) and she dug out the TV remote especially for you. Keep it away from Puck, mind, you know what he's like with the 'magic box'. Utter nonsense really. We all love you honey, and we are sorry about this morning. We didn't mean for you to feel left out and we all know that you just wanted to be helpful.

Love V xx

It was from her mother. Sabrina read her curly writing over again. She rolled her eyes and chucked the note away after scrunching it up in a little ball. This was the exact kind of thing her family did; they did all sorts without her and left her alone with the stupid, obnoxious fairy boy who stunk up every room he walked into. There was no point in going out anyway. They had retrieved nearly all of the magical items that were once in the Hall of Wonders before Pinocchio came and let everything out. Plus, it wasn't like any of Granny Relda's cases mattered anyway- each one was useless. They weren't important anymore and there were very few mysteries now. Since most everafters were moving away, there were less and less crimes. Why Granny Relda kept doing them she had no idea. How dare they think they know what she was feeling? She hated it when her family was like that- acting like they knew what was best for her and how she felt and how she acted. It was ridiculous really. She was sick of it. They barely even knew her anymore since they stopped paying attention to her. She rolled her eyes. Sabrina, herself, didn't understand why she was like this half the time, she knew her family meant well. They just had an odd way of showing it. She picked up the book that the note was on. It was heavier than she had expected. It had an old leather all over it and the corners on the book had a gold covering on them. A ratty, scarlet red ribbon hung down from the spine. It looked as if it was going to fall off at any moment. Sabrina raised an eyebrow at the book. She had never seen it before. It wasn't hard to miss by how impossibly big it was. It was a lot like the book of everafter, but considerably smaller. Yes, really. It was smaller. Sabrina blew on the cover to remove all the dust that had gathered on it. She wiped away all the remaining dust with a sweep of her hand. The title read 'The Fairy-Tale Fact File' in big, gold lettering. Sabrina grinned like a child on Christmas and it was as if her hope had filled her up on energy. She felt and looked considerably less tired than before. Then her face suddenly fell again and turned into a scowl when she heard Puck stomping along the hallway and down the stairs. She instantly started to read the book to avoid having to talk or even look at Puck, but she couldn't read as she felt his questioning gaze focusing on her. She wondered what was going through his thick head. Puck looked at the book she was reading and raised an eyebrow. He laughed slightly and Sabrina couldn't stop herself from looking up.

"What?" she said, folding her arms across her chest. Puck simply shrugged and wandered over to a bookcase. Why, he wanted to be around books, puzzled Sabrina. He hated the things and claimed he was allergic.

"Nothing." He said, flashing her an innocent look, but there was a grin tugging at his mouth and eventually he was to give her his mischievous smile. It infuriated Sabrina when Puck was like this; pretending nothing was funny when he was laughing. What was the point? Everyone could tell he was just lying. Then again, everyone also knew he was just doing this to be annoying. Sabrina grunted then went back to her book, still keeping an eye on Puck. She watched him wander around the room, aimlessly, and then he headed for the doorway. He was finally going to leave. Sabrina breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back. She really did not want to talk to Puck right now.

"But if you really want to know," he said, turning back and grinning when he saw the scowl on her face again, "you do realise you're book is upside down right?" Sabrina looked down and turned bright red when she realized he was right. She slammed it shut. How could she not have realized? She could be so dim sometimes. Puck laughed at her embarrassment. He loved moments like these, when he got to her. He had almost forgotten what it was it like with her being away for so long. You could almost say he missed her, in a way.

"There was something written upside down, thank you very much!" Sabrina said matter-of-factly. Puck rolled his eyes. He could tell when she was lying.

"There is no point in lying Grimm." He said, picking at his fingernails, not bothering to look up.

"Go away Puck!" Sabrina muttered, emphasizing the 'p' on his name. Then she picked up the book and flounced away without a backwards glance. Puck followed her through to the kitchen where she sat down and tried to read the book, making sure it was the right way round this time. Puck leaned against the counter opposite her. There was a long silence while Sabrina read and Puck glanced around the small room then picked up a purple apple (one of the MANY odd foods Granny Relda had around the house) and bit into it, crunching on it loudly as he did so. Sabrina's hands soon turned into tightly-clenched fists. She was becoming increasingly frustrated with the fairy boy. Why couldn't he simply just leave her alone? Puck noticed this and grinned again.

"Someone's not a happy human." Puck laughed.

"Someone's not a human anymore and someone else will find he is missing all his teeth if he doesn't shut up!" Sabrina said crossly, not looking up. Puck rolled his eyes.

"You're threats won't work on me Grimm. I almost forgot you are now an everafter. Seems like I have forever to prank you."

"Seems like I have forever to make you regret ever touching Sabrina Grimm."

"Seems like you're mad at me."

"No… really? What the hell gave you that impression?" Sabrina said sarcastically, rolling her eyes and turning a page. She wasn't able to concentrate on the book no matter how hard she tried. Puck could be very distracting when he wanted to be. Puck bit into the apple and thought for a bit.

"Would it help if I said sorry?" Puck said.

"It would help if you DIDN'T spray food at me! Sabrina said slowly, clearly irritated. She wiped the ghastly purple food from her cheek. It had to be food she hated that she had to have chunks of in her hair. She gingerly picked them out of her hair. Puck sat down opposite her. He looked at her for a while. He was like Peter Pan with all this damn staring. What was it? Did she have something on her face? Sabrina tried to ignore him. She failed.

"What did I do this time?" Puck asked her leaning back in the chair. Sabrina looked up at him although her expression wasn't one he had seen before; she wasn't mad, or annoyed. It was as if she was almost disappointed and her blue eyes looked big and sad. Puck had to look away from her. Sabrina sighed and looked down again.

"You know very well what you did Puck." Sabrina said quietly. Those words circled her head again.

"Oh please Grimm, get a life. Just because no one wants you…."

"Ah, that. You're not still hung up on that are you?"

"Are you stupid Puck? What do you think? After all, I did just tell you. You really are thick. I thought we could come back and at least become friends. But no… you're still the immature idiot you once were."

"Woah, woah, woah. No need to hate! I didn't think you would be this annoyed." Puck rolled his eyes. He didn't think this was a big deal. She did. Boys were clueless, this fairy boy especially.

"Words HURT Puck. I may act strong and fearless- I did save the world and all that shit after all- but words can still get to me. You should know. I remember a time when I held your hand and wiped your tears while you cried about how much you hated your father. Then you told me what he said to you when you were little. You seemed to take those words to heart." Sabrina said. It was stupid to get this upset about something as little as this, but she couldn't help it. Her feelings mattered just as much as anyone else's in this world. Puck's 'this-is-no-big-deal' look faded and he looked down, remembering that moment when they were back in New York to heal him. He knew she was right.

"Sabrina…" he began, thinking about what to say, "I do have a reason for saying those things, you know." Sabrina looked up and raised an eyebrow. She was listening to what he had to say.

"I needed to keep you away from me so I could talk to the marshmallow."

"Why? I don't understand…" Sabrina said, frowning.

"Because," Puck took a deep breath-like what he was going to say next would not be easy-, "I needed to learn how to say sorry to you." Sabrina was stunned. She had not expected him to say something like that. Sure, he sometimes said sweet things but this… this was…. Unbelievable. In all her life, Puck had never apologized Now he was learning how to, and Daphne was teaching him. Sabrina said nothing. She needed to make sense of it in her head but she found she couldn't. She looked at him and waited for Puck to continue his story.

"One day I will need to. Something big, like seriously big, will happen and I will need to say sorry to you for what I have done, because I know I won't be able to stop it, and it will be too late. So, I needed practice for that moment."

"How do you know it will happen?"

"It just will. It is being prepared as we speak."

"When will it happen?"

"I seriously have no idea..."

"And if you don't need to say sorry?"

"Hopefully I won't. It will be best if I don't have to. Then we don't have anything to worry about."

"What will happen?"

"I… uh, can't tell you!"

"Why?"

"I can't. Let's leave it at that!"

"So, what? I'm the only one that doesn't know?"

"No, no one knows. Only Daphne."

"Ah, that's easy. She'll tell me easy peasy!"

"Uh, I doubt that. She's not a little kid anymore. She's eleven. Anyway, she promised me!"

"Oh." Was all Sabrina could manage. A silence fell over them as they sat there looking down. Sabrina had many questions circling her mind but she couldn't seem to answer them. Puck had never been so serious in his life, which was a very long time (more than four thousand years). Sabrina knew this was big and she was already dreading it. The bad things always happened to her. She didn't understand why. Sabrina just wanted to what was going to happen.

"By the way…" Puck said, breaking the silence after ten minutes of sitting there, doing nothing but thinking because they weren't able to do anything else. Sabrina looked up again and was able to copy his smile.

"I didn't mean those things I said… okay? Like I said, I needed to get away from you. I should still stay away from you really. You're not desperate, pathetic or a loser. You are wanted too… most of the time. By people other than me! Truth is, and it pains me to say this- like seriously, I feel like I'm dying- but you are the opposite of those things. You don't need to try and be something you're not. You're fun, dangerous, sharp-minded and smart and that's why people go to you. You're frankly awesome- or as awesome as someone like you can get- so why you try to be like others beats me. Other people should try to be more like you… just saying. You know?" Puck finished with a shrug pretending it was no big deal but his eyes said it all; he really meant it. Puck had always had a bit of a soft spot for Sabrina whether he liked it or not. Sabrina's eyes shone and her smile could light up a room. It was moments like this that she could kiss Puck; sure he was smelly, ignorant and annoying but he said all the right things. He could always cheer her up. He was thoughtful and kind and noticed her when others didn't.

"How come you're sometimes an idiot and other times really sweet?" Sabrina asked him. Puck held her gaze then bit his lip as he started to think. In the end he just shrugged again.

"I don't know. But I'm over it!" he got up and belched in her face. Weirdly, this didn't faze Sabrina in the slightest. She rolled her eyes but she couldn't hide her smile.

"You are such a bogey brain!" she said. Puck rolled his eyes but he, too, was smiling. He walked out of the room.

"Later, stinkpot." He said as he went. Sabrina wondered if maybe, just maybe, Puck had really changed and for the better. Maybe her words had got to him. She hoped so because they could really get along. She opened her book and started reading it again, taking in all the information. Surely this book would help her with Peter Pan. Maybe. Hopefully. Just then a half-eaten purple apple soared out of nowhere and hit Sabrina in the head. Her smile faded, her fists clenched together tightly and she looked up. She heard a laugh and turned her head to the noise as she saw a dark figure pass through to the other room.

"PUCK!" she roared and with that she jumped up and rushed after him. She chased him around the house and upstairs but he was much faster than her. He ran up the stairs and into his bedroom slamming the door behind him. Sabrina just reached the top of the stairs and ran over to the door, slightly out of breath. She pounded on it hard and screamed for him to open the door. After a few minutes of pounding, screaming and Puck laughing she gave up knowing he was just making fun of her. He would never have opened it anyway. Not if he knew what was good for him. One of these days, Sabrina would punch him so hard he would wish he had never met Sabrina Grimm. That would show him! She walked back downstairs to continue reading the book when there was a hard knock on the door. The family must be back… but she had never heard the car screech up the drive. Maybe her shouting drowned out the noise but surely she wasn't that loud? She went downstairs and warily opened the door. Uncle Jake was waiting for her on the other side. Sabrina realized this and grinned. She went up to hug him. She hadn't seen him in ages and it seemed he was the only one in the family who sometimes understood how she felt.

"Hey 'Brina." He said, hugging her back. They pulled away.

"Hey Uncle Jake. Where have you been?" Sabrina asked him, still smiling. Uncle Jake shrugged.

"Here and there. I didn't see you at the party yesterday." He stepped inside and Sabrina sat down on a little chair next to the door. It was her turn to shrug.

"I hate parties." She grumbled. Uncle Jake snapped his fingers together.

"Of course you do. To think I nearly forgot. Anyway, can we share our stories later 'Brina? Sorry but I'm kind of in a rush." He said looking around at the quiet house. Sabrina nodded. Uncle Jake smiled again and dozens of memories flooded Sabrina's memory of her cool uncle's mischievous grin. She hadn't seen him smile in so long… not since Briar died. He was heartbroken and all he could think about was seeking revenge on her killers; the Queen of Hearts- the evil queen famous for her love of beheading people in Alice in Wonderland- and Nottingham- the hated enemy of Robin Hood and his Merry Men. Eventually, Uncle Jake received his revenge. Sadly his plan didn't work as he didn't feel any better afterwards so he left and decided to travel the world.

"Is your grandma here?" He asked hopefully. Sabrina shook her head and Uncle Jake's shoulders drooped. He looked back up at Sabrina. What did he want to tell Granny Relda that would get him so depressed when she wasn't in? Normally he would have loved for his mother not to be in! That meant he could do things she wouldn't approve of. Sabrina wondered what was so important.

"Where is she?"

"She's out of town, buying things for her new mystery. She's with mom, dad, Daphne, Red and Basil. Only me and Puck are here and he's locked himself in his room after he threw an apple at me and I tried to punch him." Sabrina answered, realizing how stupid their fight was in her head. Uncle Jake must have thought so too as he raised both eyebrows and looked confused. He quickly shook it off.

"Will they all be back soon?"

"Well… maybe! But they said they would be back soon on their note and they have now been gone four hours!" Uncle Jake looked utterly annoyed. Sabrina knew how he felt; when it was important no one was ever there or didn't understand. It was always the same. People could be hopeless like that.

"Great, that's just great!" Uncle Jake said leaning against the wall.

"Why… what did you want?" Sabrina's curiousness had gotten the better of her and she just had to ask whether it concerned her or not. Uncle Jake was about to answer when someone interrupted him.

"Jake, honey, can I come in yet? It may be summer but I'm freezing!" said a voice from outside. It sounded like a woman's voice. What was going on? Sabrina raised an eyebrow suspiciously. Uncle Jake slapped his forehead with the palm of his hand.

"Sorry, honey. Just hang on there." He called back. He looked back at Sabrina and smiled as if nothing had just happened.

"Uh… who was that? Why are they outside and why did you call that person honey? Why did they call you honey?" Sabrina asked slowly, ready to walk outside. Uncle Jake moved to the side to stop her by blocking the doorway.

"Wait... uh, I have something to tell you." He started. Sabrina didn't look very impressed.

"You don't say." She said sarcastically and folded her arms. Uncle Jake grinned like a kid at Christmas.

"I might as well tell you, seeing as you're here now," he continued, ignoring Sabrina's comment, "I mean she is here now and all! I'll just tell everyone else when they come. You see, I kind of wanted to tell you all at the same time but never mind." Sabrina tapped her foot impatiently.

"Get on with it Jake!" she muttered. He stepped out of the way of the front door.

"Sabrina, meet my fiancé; Claire!" Uncle Jake said as a beautiful woman sauntered through the open front door and into the hallway. She had ginger hair in a messy pixie cut. Her eyes looked as if they could be made from shiny, bright green glass. She had soft, white skin with freckles sprinkled over her nose. Her lips were bright red and she had slanted cheekbones. She was small and skinny and shy-looking; nothing like Briar. This woman was beautiful. Sabrina couldn't help but gawp at her, but not in her beauty but the fact that Sabrina had never realised that, after all this time, Uncle Jake might have moved on. She would have never thought he would get a girlfriend let alone a fiancé! Claire smiled and held out her hand.

"Hi, I'm Claire. Nice to meet you Sabrina." She said sweetly. Uncle Jake's arm slid around Claire's small waist. Sabrina looked at Claire to her out-stretched hand to Uncle Jack and back again. She couldn't believe what was going on. This was BIG, very BIG and it was only the first day of her holiday. Sabrina knew there was going to be a hell of a lot more of surprises… and they wouldn't always be the good kind.

"WHAT?!"

Yay, this chapter was very fun to write. Hope you enjoy it and please review! And more suggestions for which everafter Peter Pan should get together with would be great! Till chapter 6 (which I have a feeling will be hard to write) BYE! xx