Chapter 12- The story of Peter Pan and the lost Wendy

Okay, starting on chapter 12 now, hope you understand the title… kind of cheesy, but you know. Don't have much to say, quite depressing really. Christmas soon though guys. MERRY CHRISTMAS! Have a great day. Just thought I would say that because I love my readers. So, on with the story which will hopefully be longer than chapter 11, once again… sorry about that.

Sabrina sat down at the table along with Daphne (who was biting her palm excessively), Granny Relda (who had prepared the (gross) colourful feast laden on the table-top), Henry and Veronica and Basil (who weren't doing anything interesting) and of course the guest. Sabrina hadn't expected to have a guest until an hour ago where she then went to prepare her questions. Puck hadn't come down and Sabrina wasn't at all surprised. She guessed it would've been awkward. Sabrina found it awkward herself, and she didn't even know the story. No. Sabrina was here to solve the case. That is, if there was a case to solve in the first place.

"Enjoy." Granny Relda said, spreading her arms out over the table. Sabrina just smiled and took some pasta she had prepared for herself. The guest raised an eyebrow at the food, but smiled politely and gingerly took a spoonful of soup and a bread bun. The rest of the family heaped their plates up with food as they were used to the odd food that was Granny Relda's cooking. Sabrina made eye contact with the guest (who was in Puck's seat across from her) who smiled genuinely at her. Sabrina then felt guilty for having to question her about her ex after they ate. The guest, of course, was the one and only, Wendy from the Peter Pan fairy tale. Her beauty was immense (as all the fairy tale girls were… well most of them that weren't evil, but even then the evil ones were pretty too): caramel coloured hair that was up in a neat bun, peachy skin dotted with golden freckles, dimples to die for, tall, skinny and the most intriguing of all; her eyes. They were the colour of blue electricity but had a calm atmosphere to them. They had flecks of grass green. It was obvious how simple she could run away with a man was. That is, if she actually did that. Sabrina smiled back, trying hard not to gawp.

"This is de-licious." Daphne cried, spraying bits of soggy bread onto the table cloth before stuffing another oversized spoonful of soup and bite of bread into her mouth. Sabrina raised an eyebrow at the girl and found Wendy doing the same.

"Why thank you leibling." Granny Relda smiled then continued her conversation with Veronica. Sabrina watched as Wendy sipped the black, bubbling soup and gag silently. Sabrina smiled; maybe she and Wendy were quite similar. Wendy looked around, hoping no one noticed the fact that she loathed this soup. No one noticed…. Apart from Sabrina. Wendy stared down at her soup and played around with it, acting like she was enjoying it. Sabrina carefully pushed the pot with her pasta in over to Wendy, who looked up at the girl and smiled a thank you. Sabrina nodded as if to say you're welcome. Maybe they would get along. Although it would just make everything even more awkward about having to ask about Peter Pan. Sabrina was starting to have serious doubts about that boy. Sabrina ate silently, thinking about Peter, Wendy and… Puck.

(… An hour later...)

After dinner, everyone went to their usual places: Granny and Daphne in the kitchen, washing up. Veronica and Henry taking Basil back up to the room they were staying in (even though it seemed as if they were living in that room now), and Sabrina over to the sofa's. Uncle Jake and Claire were nowhere in sight and Sabrina was starting to think they had been kidnapped by goblins. Wendy came into the living room gracefully and silently sat down. Sabrina looked up at her and smiled.

"Hey." She said.

"Hello." Wendy smiled. She had a thick English accent like Jack the Giant Killer and Claire, but she obviously would as she was born in London.

"So, how come you're in town?" Sabrina asked, moving into her beginner questions. She really just wanted to get this over and done with.

"Just came to see a few old friends; Belle and Cinderella really. Then I'm leaving again. I'm only staying for a short weekend holiday." Wendy replied.

"Where do you live now? London?"

"Yep, near my parents." Wendy nodded, "Do you live here?" Wendy asked her and Sabrina panicked inside. She wasn't supposed to be the one answering questions, she was supposed to be asking them.

"No, New York. We're here on holiday all summer. Pretty hectic so far." Sabrina said calmly. Wendy grinned.

"Oh wow, I've heard about your life. Everyone has. The famous Grimm's. It's all so exciting, don't you think? Especially that you're an everafter now. You're like a celebrity of the everafter world." Wendy gushed, sending out praise.

"Yep, my life is seriously crazy now. It's hard to think that years ago I was a normal eleven year-old." Sabrina said truthfully. Wendy nodded, understanding what she meant.

"I bet. I wish I could have adventures like that… again…." Wendy trailed off and looked away. Sabrina felt sorry for the girl. She was warming up to Wendy and didn't want to hurt her.

"Are you going to visit him?" Sabrina whispered into the silence. Wendy closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down inside. It had been hard to forget the pain but now it was coming back to the surface. Still, Wendy had learned a lot from the grief he had caused her and now she was stronger, better than that. She could handle it.

"I don't know." Wendy said honestly, looking at Sabrina pitying eyes and wishing they weren't there.

"I've been talking to him." Sabrina confessed. Wendy snapped into focus and stared at Sabrina, hard.

"What's he said?" she grunted. Sabrina bit her tongue and searched for the words in her head.

"He was panicked when he heard you were in town. I knew something was up and… I was kind of hoping you would tell me the story. I can tell Puck knows something too." Sabrina replied coolly, not wanting to say what he had been saying about Wendy. Wendy shook her head sadly.

"I hate him… but I love him too. I don't know what to do…" Wendy wailed, holding her head in her hands.

"Peter said to me that he loved me, but I know that's not true. Maybe… I remind him of you? I don't know… Anyway I want to help him because he asked for me to talk to you, and I can see that you need help too. Maybe there is something I can do?" Sabrina said helpfully. Wendy looked back up and started biting her nails. Her eyes dotted around the room, nervously.

"What should I say to him? If I do bump into him, what should I say? It's been so long." She wondered out loud. Sabrina shrugged.

"Perhaps start with hello, tell him what the problem is, where it all went wrong, what you've been doing these past centuries?" Sabrina suggested. Wendy snorted in disgust.

"What the problem is? Oh, it's going to take a long time if I'm going to tell him what the problem is. He's not the man I thought he was… put it that way." Wendy snapped.

"You just ran away with some guy…? Right?" Sabrina asked timidly. This girl was like a ticking time bomb… was that what Sabrina was like? Wendy narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists tightly so that her knuckles turned white.

"That's what he told you?" she yelled in a whisper, Sabrina simply nodded, "what a little dick. I can't believe he lied. I can't believe he made out that I was the bad guy. Who does he think he is? Then claiming he loves you? Then panicking because I'm back in town? He better still be panicking because if I get my hands on him… let's just say I don't think he's going to be able to cheat on anymore girls for a while." Sabrina's eyes opened wide in disbelief. So it was him that went to another girl. He lied to her face and made Wendy seem like the one who had hurt him. That boy had serious problems. Sabrina's doubts about him were right. He was a good for nothing liar.

"He cheated on you? But why?" Sabrina cried, trying to get her head around all this new information. Wendy looked at Sabrina kindly.

"He said he loved me. He said he would wait. I went home and grew up but Peter didn't want me to grow up. He felt betrayed. I wanted to tell him I was so sorry so I went to Neverland with the Lost Boy's help. I found him, grown up, and kissing another girl, half-naked. I went into a full fit of rage. First he says he loves me and takes me home so I can see my family, then I grow up and he gets in a huff about it so I go to say sorry to him even though it was inevitable that I was going to grow anyway, then I find him off with some other girl, grown up, when he made all that fuss that I was growing up. And he CHEATED ON ME? WHEN I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE 'THE ONE'? Load of lies, all of it. I ran away then with him following me. I ignored his sorry's, they were a load of crap anyway. I ran away back to London and never spoke to him again. Even Tink and the Lost Boys kept their distance. Eventually Peter gave up and left Europe for America. I never heard from him since. I'm not surprised he put the blame on me to be honest. I just couldn't believe it when he started writing to me a few days ago, just when I was planning to come on holiday here."

"He sent you letters a few days ago? It must have been around the time I came back and he kissed me and told me he had always loved me since the moment he laid eyes on me. Load of rubbish now, I can see that. What did the letters say?"

"That he still loved me and someone was helping him with his problems. That he wanted to talk to me. I'm guessing that someone was you." Wendy smiled. Sabrina nodded. Everything was making sense now. That's why Peter was so worried, because Wendy actually answered his letters and came here to visit. He didn't know what to say to her after all this time… after what he did.

"I think it's time we speak to Peter." Sabrina grinned and Wendy copied it.

"If it's all right with you, I'd rather not until you talk to him and tell me what he said. I'm here for three more days and I'm staying with Belle. Visit me there." Wendy said and got up, brushed invisible dust off of her blazer and walked over to the front door. Sabrina stood up and watched her leave. They studied each other before Wendy smiled and waved.

"I like you Sabrina, take care and hopefully we can keep in touch." She said sweetly and then closed the door behind her. Sabrina heard the clicks of her high heels on the pavement as she walked away.

"I like you too." Sabrina said to herself, smiling. She walked upstairs noticing that it was ten and everyone else was in bed already. Sabrina peeled off her clothes and collapsed into bed next to a snoring Daphne. In the morning she would have to go talk to Peter about Wendy and hope he told the truth.

(… The next day…)

Sabrina woke up in a dark room at seven in the morning. Everyone was still in bed and Daphne was snoring away as ever. Sabrina yawned, rubbed her eyes and stretched. She got up, picked some clothes from her suitcase which had developed a heap of discarded clothing around it. In the shower, Sabrina though over her plan for the day: first, talk to Peter. Second, talk to Wendy. Third, talk to Puck for any missing details. Puck… she remembered their last conversation:

"You're not alone." Puck sighed. Sabrina rolled her eyes.

"Yes I am." She argued.

"No, you have me." He protested. Sabrina rolled her eyes again and sighed. She looked down.

"You won't be with me forever… you hate me." She said quietly. When she looked back up, she found Puck standing in front of her with a hand on her shoulder.

"Trust me. I'll be there. Wouldn't miss it for the world." Puck grinned. Sabrina held up her pinkie and Puck gave her a funny look.

"Promise?" she whispered. Puck laughed and wrapped his pinkie around hers. They shook their hands.

"Promise." He said quietly. Sabrina let her hand drop down to her side again.

Sabrina smiled at the memory. Puck was sweet but she didn't know if he would really be there forever. It seemed unlikely…. You couldn't really rely on him that way. Still, Sabrina would never admit this, but she would like it if it did turn out this way. Puck didn't make her feel alone and unnoticed like her family did. He made her feel special… when he wasn't being a dick and annoying her. He hadn't been doing this recently but everything was so hectic, Sabrina wasn't surprised that he couldn't find the time. Once she was dressed and had done her hair and mascara, she wondered down the stairs in search of some food. There was no one there but obviously Sabrina didn't mind as she preferred being alone anyway. Plus it was only quarter to eight so everyone was still in bed. Apart from Elvis who now came lumbering into the kitchen and then fell to the ground in a huge heap. Sabrina smiled and got to work on making breakfast. Since Sabrina wasn't in a rush and had time to make a proper breakfast without it being busy, she settled on cooking sausage and eggs. The smell wafted towards Elvis whose head perked up and he started slavering all over the floor. Sabrina walked over to the fridge to get some orange juice. It was her favourite thing to drink in the morning as it was healthy and cold and woke you up in the morning. When she turned around to get a glass, she was horrified at what she saw. There, in Elvis's mouth was…. Sausages. Sabrina screamed and tackled Elvis, trying to pry the meat away from his mouth. Too late. The Great Dane had already swallowed them and Sabrina tried to prepare herself for what was coming next. She held her nose tightly and shut her eyes so they wouldn't start to sting from the gas. A putrid smelling odour erupted from Elvis (Sabrina wasn't sure from which end, most likely both) and filled the house like a smoke bomb. Sabrina ran outside, coughing and spluttering at the explosion of fart and stink. Why had Sabrina been so stupid and made sausages with Elvis in the room? Why? The family exploded from the back door next, all coughing and spluttering just like Sabrina. Their eyes were red and stinging from having to keep them open when running around the house. Puck flopped down onto the ground and started choking to get the gas out of his mouth. Granny Relda, with help from her son, Henry, stood up and brushed herself off. She looked up at Sabrina who had almost recovered from the traumatic incident, and glared at her.

"Sabrina Grimm, what were you thinking giving those sausages to Elvis? Are you out of your mind?" the old woman cried in frustration as Elvis came yelping out the door. Everyone else (Henry, Veronica, Daphne and Puck) glared angrily at Sabrina.

"Hey, it wasn't my fault! I turned my back for one second and the next thing I know; they're half way down his bloody throat." Sabrina yelled back, pointing an accusing finger at Elvis who gave her the puppy eyes. Sabrina ignored him. She was foaming. Like they hadn't made mistakes before. No one was perfect. If one of them did something wrong it was okay. If Sabrina did something wrong, all havoc was let loose. It wasn't fair. Sabrina was blamed for everything.

"Language." Henry said sternly.

"You need to be more careful Sabrina." Veronica said.

"You're not a little kid, you're sixteen now." Granny snapped.

"Grow up a bit Sabrina and pay attention to things." Daphne added, folding her arms. Sabrina felt like hitting her. She had barely talked to Daphne over the past few days, and yet Daphne still felt like picking a fight with her even though it wasn't any of the little girls business. It infuriated Sabrina how Daphne thought she was better than her sister.

"Go to hell." Sabrina yelled meanly and stalked off to go find Peter and get this whole Wendy thing over and done with. She didn't want to stick around with them around a stinky house anymore. They made Sabrina feel like she was useless.

"Come back here Sabrina." Henry yelled behind her. Sabrina rolled her eyes, ignored him and kept on walking away. She didn't look back once.

(….)

Sabrina had finally calmed down just as she reached the forest where Peter had kissed her on her second day back in Ferry-Port Landing.

"PETER!" she called out as loud as she could. She hoped he was there and could hear her. He could be anywhere and Sabrina was not in the mood for looking for him. Suddenly, a flying figure in bright green came swooping over and landed elegantly in front of Sabrina. Looked like Peter had heard her.

"You called, milady?" Peter said and bowed down in front of Sabrina like she was a Queen. He added a spinning arm for effect and Sabrina couldn't help but grin.

"Hey." She giggled and planted herself on the ground on a high hill overlooking all of Ferry-Port Landing. Sabrina liked it up here. It let her think and it was always peaceful and quiet. She patted the ground beside her gently and Peter sat down.

"You okay?" he asked. Sabrina shrugged.

"Nah, but I don't really want to talk about it." She answered. Peter nodded and looked away.

"I know why you're here." He said into the silence that had formed between them.

"Oh?" Sabrina asked without looking up.

"You talked to Wendy, right?" Peter asked and Sabrina nodded.

"Why didn't you tell me the real story?" Sabrina said, looking at him closely, intensely, waiting for his answer. Peter sighed and was quiet for a long time.

"I don't know." He said finally, in a whisper. Sabrina didn't judge him. She didn't do that anymore because she hated it when people did that to her. Plus she was trying to become a better person…. Claire was an exception though as she was interfering with Sabrina's family.

"I wouldn't have hated you for it, you know." Sabrina said, nudging him playfully and making him smile.

"Thanks. I guess I was just ashamed of it and I didn't want you to know. I needed all the friends I could get. I had already lost all of mine." He said, honestly.

"I know, but you didn't have to lie… about everything." Sabrina argued. Peter looked up at her in surprise. He shook his head.

"I didn't lie about everything." He whispered.

"Oh really?" Sabrina scoffed, sarcastically.

"Yes." Peter replied coolly, looking straight at her, staring her in the eyes. They were closer than Sabrina would have liked but she didn't budge.

"So, tell me, what did you not lie about?" Sabrina asked. Peter hardly blinked.

"Loving you." He breathed and grabbed her hands, pulling her in for a kiss. Sabrina had a split second to react before their lips met. She threw her arms to her side so Peter would let go of her hands then she pushed him away. She moved back and kept a hand in front of her in case he approached her again. Peter looked up; shocked and angry.

"WHAT?" he shouted angrily. Sabrina shook her head and stood up.

"You're lying. You don't love me. You still love Wendy." Sabrina protested. Peter stood up too.

"How do you know?" Peter asked.

"She told me about the letters." Sabrina said. Peter stopped for a moment and thought. After, he sank to the ground and buried his head in his hands. Sabrina knelt down beside him.

"My heads all messed up…" Peter confessed quietly, starting to shake. Sabrina put a hand on his back to calm him.

"Then tell me from the heart. How you really feel." Sabrina said softly. Peter looked up. He shrugged.

"I don't really know… I guess…." He took a long hard look at Sabrina and smiled, "I guess you remind me of her. Feisty, strong, independent… beautiful…" Sabrina blushed slightly as Peter tucked a wisp of hair that had escaped from Sabrina's up-do behind her ear.

"I don't love you Peter. It's for the best because you still love Wendy. Even after what you did. Even after she left you. Even after all those years. And… I think she feels the same way." Sabrina said carefully, studying Peter's face. Peter smiled slightly and Sabrina noticed his eyes light up a bit.

"I'm sorry Sabrina. I don't know what I was thinking." Peter said truthfully. Sabrina grinned and hugged him.

"I don't care Peter. Just, from now on, do the right thing and don't mess things up. This could be your second chance." Sabrina said, pulling away from him. Peter was grinning. His eyes shining. He was happy.

"Thank you so much Sabrina. You're a good friend… most of the time." Peter joked.

"You're not too bad yourself." Sabrina laughed. Peter went silent for a moment.

"Someone already has your heart anyway." Peter mumbled. Sabrina could barely understand what he was saying but still, she caught on. Sabrina blushed and thought for a long moment.

"Who?" she asked suspiciously, not understanding who he meant. Peter wiggled his eyebrows at her.

"You'll know soon enough." Peter grinned, saying no more. He got back up, brushed himself down then held out a hand. Sabrina took it and Peter hauled her onto her feet.

"What now?" Peter asked with a yawn. Sabrina thought, and then grinned. She grabbed his arm and raced down the hill with Peter on her heels.

"Let's get Wendy." Sabrina shouted over the wind rushing past their faces.

(… half an hour later...)

Peter and Sabrina finally arrived outside Belle's house after searching for it for half an hour. It was getting late and Sabrina was getting tired. Plus, she just wanted to get the shouting from her parents over and done with. Peter took a deep breath and followed Sabrina up the cobblestone path towards a tick wooden door. Sabrina gave Peter a thumbs up sign then knocked on the door. There was voices heard from inside before a beautiful Belle from Beauty and the Beast opened the door. She grinned at Sabrina then looked over at Peter and her smile turned into a thin, hard line.

"Hi Sabrina." Belle said turning to her, then switched her attention back on a nervous looking Peter, "what are you doing here?" she frowned, spitting at him like he was scum. It was no secret that she hated Peter or whose side she was on about the whole 'Peter and Wendy' thing. Sabrina felt almost sorry for the everafter boy. Still, he had to handle his own fights.

"Hey." She waved before looking back at Peter who was stuttering to find the right words.

"I… ugh… would…. Hm….. L-like to talk to…. Eh…. Wendy?" he said it like it was more of a question than a statement. Belle angrily rolled her eyes, flashed a quick smile at Sabrina then spun on her heels. There was more talking before the girl Sabrina had talked to the other day appeared at the doorway. Today, Wendy was wearing white skinny jeans and a navy vest top with a black wrap-around cardigan over it. It was no surprise that she looked very nice. Obviously, Peter thought so too judging by the gormless expression on his face as he started at her. He hadn't seen in her in so long that he had no idea what Wendy had grown up to look like. It was the same case for her.

"Wow…" Peter muttered, looking Wendy up and down. Wendy blushed slightly, but she was smiling and Sabrina caught her staring at the cute fairy boy too. Daphne would have been giddy with excitement at the two's obvious love for each other.

"Hm." Wendy snorted, folding her arms and turning her head away. Peter looked a bit hurt at first but then grinned.

"You always were so stubborn. You never wanted to leave that nursery of yours. Remember when I had that long chat with you about coming to Neverland with me before you eventually went. Just in time too, your mam and dad came straight after with the dog." Peter said, reminiscing. Sabrina caught a glimpse of a ghost of a smile flash past Wendy's lips as she remembered. Peter must have caught it too as his face lit up.

"There are lots of things I remember about our past. A lot of it I don't want to." Wendy muttered angrily, glaring at Peter. His face fell. He took one step to the right so he was directly facing Wendy.

"I know. I wish I could make you forget them." Peter said. Wendy looked down at him then moved forward off the step so she was level with Peter.

"I wish you could too. You hurt me Peter. So badly." Wendy said and Peter looked away.

"I know I did, and it didn't help that I felt the pain too and regretted it so much. It was the second biggest mistake I ever made."

"Second?" Wendy wrinkled up her nose at him. Sabrina realized how alike she and Wendy really were.

"After losing you. That one's going to haunt me forever. You were the best thing that ever happened to me."

"You were the best thing that had ever happened to me too Peter. But you ruined it. That's not my fault. I loved you." Wendy cried.

"I know I ruined it. I ruined everything."

"So why did you do it?"

"I thought you were moving on. You were growing and I didn't know if I wanted to. I felt betrayed and I knew we couldn't be together now. I tried to move on. Forget about you. I had no idea you still liked me till that day but it was all too late. When you left I tried to tell myself I didn't care, but I did. I knew I wouldn't get you back. My body grew even though you were gone, and that's when I realized just how much I loved and needed you. I tried to find you but couldn't. Then I heard of Fairy-Port Landing for everafters and searched for you there. Instead I just got trapped without you. When the barrier was lifted I knew it was too late to leave."

"So that's when you started kidding yourself you loved me. You were going crazy from the loneliness and you needed to feel something towards someone. I was the closest thing you had towards Wendy so you kid yourself that I was the one for you." Sabrina piped up, understanding the story more. Peter looked over at her and nodded, then turned back to Wendy.

"Now you may hate me. You may love me but not want me. I don't care because either way, now I've found you again, I'm going to fight for you every single day for the rest of my life, until I'm dead. That's how long it's going to take for me to stop loving you." Peter said determined to win Wendy back. Wendy was blushing. Sabrina knew that she loved Peter and just wanted to be with him after hearing the story. She smiled at him. He smiled at her.

"Maybe we should just start over then?" Wendy suggested and Peter looked like he could cry with happiness. He picked Wendy up and whirled her around. All the while she laughed and held onto him tightly. Sabrina grinned. Looks like there were 'Happily Ever Afters' for those lucky few people who looked in the right places. Sabrina felt jealous, she wished she would find a romance like that in later life.

"I'm just going to leave you two lovebirds alone then…" Sabrina said trailing off and backing away slowly. She walked down the cobble stone path, through the black gates and along the path. Sabrina looked back to find Peter and Wendy embracing. She was happy for them. They deserved to be happy. Maybe she would be happy like that. Maybe. Sabrina walked home thinking about living forever and what she would do… and if Puck really would still be there by her side.

(…An hour later…)

Sabrina arrived home. It was nine. She had decided to just amble around aimlessly as she didn't want to go home and be shouted out or ignored. She just wanted to have no one mad at her for now and just be alone in peace to think. She had thought about many things: New York, everafters, the future, the present, her family, Ferry-Port Landing, Red, Mr Canis (who had disappeared) but mostly Puck. Sabrina wasn't proud of it but she thought of Puck a lot. Her family had set up a small camp. There was a smouldering fire in the middle, some chairs and a few sleeping bags. A person (or persons in Veronica, Henry and Basil's case) filled each one. Sabrina rolled her eyes, why did her family have to sleep so early? It was ridiculous. Once again, there was no Claire or Uncle Jake. Sabrina wondered around, looking for her own place to sleep but found nothing.

"Looking for this?" a laughing voice called from above. Puck. Sabrina looked up and saw Puck hovering above her holding a sleeping bag in one hand.

"Give that back Puck." Sabrina yelled. She needed to sleep somewhere.

"I'm not sure…" Puck said, rubbing his chin and considering his choices. Sabrina groaned and her palm slapped into her forehead.

"Give it, for God's sake." She huffed, getting stressed. Puck laughed.

"Maybe." He teased, sticking his tongue out at her.

"NOW!" Sabrina screamed, unable to believe how immature he was.

"No." Puck shook his head defiantly forcing Sabrina to choose a different tactic.

"Please?" she said, batting her eyelashes. Puck though for a moment then shrugged.

"Fine, fetch." He grinned. Sabrina looked at him warily. With that, he chucked the sleeping bag up into the air and Sabrina watched as it floated down and got stuck on a high branch. Sabrina sighed, but the stress was making her tired, which made her unable to care. She shrugged.

"Whatever." She yawned and turned away. She looked at the chairs and saw they were stacked with plates and empty packets. Sabrina's tummy groaned in hunger as if on cue. She hadn't eaten literally all day and she was starving. Sabrina found a soft patch of grass next to the small fire and took in its warmth as she lay down gently. Still it wasn't enough and though Sabrina curled up into a tight ball and moved in closer to the fire, she was still shivering like mad from the cold. Also… she wasn't very comfortable on the ground. Sabrina laid there- uncomfortable, shivering- trying to get to sleep. She tossed and turned but nothing worked. Instead she just lay awake and listened to the sound of her chattering teeth. Sometime during the night, she felt someone come over and lie next to her. They were warm and Sabrina relaxed into them. She felt warmer instantly. They wrapped something pink and light around her. Sabrina was finally able to get to sleep and she couldn't help but smile.

"Thanks Puck." She mumbled before falling asleep.

"You're welcome." He whispered into her ear and held her hand, "I'll just add it to the tab."

WOWOWOWOWOW! That's my favourite chapter so far, I love it and I love writing it too! So this will probably be my last chapter for a while as the next chapter moves into a HUGE, IMPORTANT plot in the story which leads up to another HUGE, IMPORTANT plot which leads to the end of the WHOLE story, so I have to plan it out. Have a great Christmas guys! Love Eva xx