Chapter 14- Where's Red

OMG, I have not updated in ages and I am so sorry guys, I've just been getting too obsessed with One Direction and I'm really sorry. I have been being really lazy so I apologise.

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So, sorry again and I hope this next chapter doesn't come as a bit of a disappointment because it's not a thriller or anything so don't expect anyone evil at the door. Nothing like that will be happening at all. So… sorry once again guys

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"Sabrina, Sabrina, Sabrina, Sab-" an annoying voice called Sabrina out of her sleep and back t consciousness. Puck was hovering above her, inches from her face.

Sabrina opened her blue eyes and looked straight into Puck's green eyes. She blushed slightly before throwing him off of her. Puck's head hit against the floor and he sat up, rubbing. He scowled at her.

"Hey!" he yelled and Sabrina ignored him, sticking her tongue out at him and laying a hand on her hot, sweaty forehead. She felt sick and so dizzy. What on earth had happened to make her collapse?

"What happened?" she asked, groaning as she struggled to sit up. She leaned her back against the kitchen cabinets and looked at Puck. He shrugged at her.

"Don't know. I heard a loud thud and I thought an elephant had fallen down in the kitchen. I was kind of excited to see what it was so I went over and realized it was only you. Then realized I wanted some food and couldn't be bothered to make it so I tried to wake you up to make me one. So, Sabrina, make me a sandwich." Puck winked cheekily at her and pointed towards the fridge and the counter, making his order to her clear.

Sabrina rolled her eyes.

"Wow Puck, nice to know you care about my well-being." Sabrina said flatly, in a sarcastic voice. She folded her arms across her chest. Puck grinned.

"You are very welcome. I will, once again, add it your bill. You might want to think about paying that off soon Grimm." Puck teased her. Sabrina huffed and rose to her feet and whacked Puck across the head. She couldn't be bothered with him right now. She felt hot and stuffy and trapped. Not to mention the amount of pounding her head was doing right now. She needed to get out and Puck wasn't helping her understand what was going on.

"Hey!" Puck shouted at her, pulling himself up to his feet, and following Sabrina out the room.

Normally Sabrina would come up with a snarky comment towards him but she was too tired at the moment. Puck found this very suspicious. Sabrina was never too tired to insult him. Something was clearly wrong. Puck could read Sabrina like a book, better than anyone could. Even Daphne.

"I remember a doorbell." Sabrina frowned, furrowing her brows together and massaging her sore temples, trying to think. Puck nodded.

"Yeah, someone was at the door." He shrugged and flopped down onto the couch. He shuffled around a bit, trying to get comfortable before reaching down the back of the sofa and pulling out an old cookie. Sabrina had no idea how long that had been there and it looked stale. Dog hair and dust and fluff had gathered all over it. Puck eyed the content in his hand very carefully before shrugging and taking a bite out of the disgusting cookie.

Sabrina cringed but said nothing.

"And you never thought to answer it?" Sabrina demanded, sitting down slowly and gently onto the couch across from Puck. He turned over to look at her, and waved the cookie in her face before taking another bite. It was demolished without a trace within seconds. Sabrina didn't think he had even chewed it.

"Do I look like a doorman to you?" Puck snapped, gesturing to his whole body. Sabrina raised an eyebrow at him and rolled her eyes.

"Nope, you look like a pig to me." Sabrina smirked, "you're such an idiot." She groaned and rolled off the couch, planting her feet on the ground firmly and stalking over to the hallway.

She needed some air.

Puck followed her with his eyes and watched with a confused expression on his face as she wrapped a thin scarf around her neck.

"Where are you going?" he yelled after her. Sabrina glanced at him warily before unlocking the door.

"For a short walk. Keep your pants on, I'll be back soon. Look after Red while I'm gone, will you?" Sabrina asked, not waiting for an answer before she opened the heavy oak door and stepped through. Puck's eyes opened as wide as saucers and he gagged at the thought of having to look after another person, especially a demented seven year old. He jumped up and followed after Sabrina. This was preposterous! He could barely look after himself let alone another person.

"Are you crazy?" he snarled at her. Sabrina took in a long breath of the cool, fresh air outside and skipped down the steps, walking along the driveway. She glanced back at Puck before continuing.

"You'll be fine Puck." She gave him a wave of her hand.

"Do I look like a baby sitter to you?" he screamed after her, his temper lost and his face turning red with anger.

"Nope, but you can sure as hell try to be one!" she called back and turned right, out of sight of Puck. He glowered after her and screamed loudly. The trees shook and the birds flew into the air away from the house. Puck scowled, folded his arms and stormed into his room, leaving the door wide open and Red alone.

He slammed his bedroom door behind him and got out his evil scrap book. He had kept it all these years and he needed some serious pranks to play on Sabrina to make her pay for what she was doing.

(… Meanwhile…)

Meanwhile, Sabrina walked down a narrow path leading to a small field that she liked to sometimes walk through. Mostly because it was beautiful and always deserted, which meant Sabrina would have some peace and quiet. Plus there were horses that Sabrina very much enjoyed to pet. She always wanted a horse but as she grew older, that dream was passed down to Daphne and Sabrina had more important things on her mind, like trying to find her parents, protect Daphne, and fight all sorts of crazy monsters. Then there was always Puck that she had to deal with too... and those 'feelings' she used to have for him those years ago.

Sabrina smiled at the memories. Puck was disgusting, annoying, dirty, stubborn and stupid but he was always looking out for Sabrina and was kind to her. Sometimes. He had been her first crush and first kiss. Sabrina had always been very close to the fairy boy. He had understood her when no one else had and for that she was grateful.

Still, that was three years ago now and those 'feelings' of Sabrina's were fully gone. She didn't feel that way about her. Sure, he would always have a special place in her heart and he was important to her but she could never 'love' love him.

But Sabrina knew, that somewhere deep inside of her, those feelings would somehow still be there, no matter how much she wanted to deny it.

Puck was, and always would be, her first love.

Sabrina shook those ridiculous thoughts out of her head and carried on with her walk through the field. It was quite a cold day and Sabrina shivered underneath her thin jumper. She had no idea how one minute it could be hot outside and the next cold. How long had she been unconscious for? She distinctly remembered it being warm outside this morning while she was sunbathing, with a deep blue canvas as the sky and a few white, candy-floss clouds flying around. Now the sky was grey and dreary.

Sabrina couldn't keep her mind of the fact that she was actually knocked out cold, only just half and hour ago. What the hell had happened to her to make that happen?

And who on earth was at the door? They seemed to make the day duller as they came. Everything had turned boring and lifeless and not even the horses were out. The wind blew ferociously, sending Sabrina's hair flying in all directions. Yet, the trees never swayed and the grass never rocked. Everything stayed still and unmoving. Like Sabrina was the last living thing on the planet. The sun was hidden by huge storm clouds that threatened to make icy, knives rain down from the sky at any moment, and wouldn't and couldn't let any of the suns beautiful, warm rays shine down on Ferry-Port Landing. Yet nothing came. Not even the rain.

It seemed the world was a standstill.

A constant battle between life and death. Light and darkness. Day and Night.

Sabrina turned around slowly on the spot, narrowing her eyes and inspecting everything around her.

She had no idea what she was looking for, if she was looking for anything at all, but she was looking out for something, anything that would tell her what was going on with the day's events.

Suddenly something came whizzing past Sabrina and stabbed her in the back, hard, sending her reeling forwards and crashing towards the cold grass. It was surprisingly sharp and cut her hands slightly.

Sabrina ignored the stinging and turned around and looked around quickly.

What was that?

It felt dead and cold. It was sharp. So sharp. And hard. It had hurt and caused Sabrina more pain then she would've guessed. Her back stung horrible and she was sure she would have a bruise if not en evident cut the next morning.

But that thing… whatever it was… felt almost like the end of Sabrina's life. Like it was out to get here and steal everything important from her and leave her with anything.

Sabrina gulped, still looking around and twisting her head to get a look in between the trees of the forest before.

Nothing was in sight but Sabrina knew she wasn't alone. Something was coming for her.

And she wasn't going to like it.

Sabrina shakily stood up and dusted herself off, inspecting her hands. Dozens of tiny cuts peppered her hands. Sabrina's hands turned into fists and she ignored the odd sensation running up and down her back, making her unable to breathe. Sabrina was scared. But that was something she would never admit to anyone.

Deciding it was time to head back to the house, and not mention anything to anyone or thing, Sabrina staggered across the field towards the house. It was a half-an-hour walk away and Sabrina walked fast, wanting to get away from this haunted place.

She opened the gate and slowly turned around; making sure nothing was following her. She took a sigh of relief as she realized nothing was there. She was about to continue on the walk back home but before she could, she swore she heard a cackle. A cold, heartless cackle telling Sabrina to be careful. Very careful.

Sabrina feared that soon the thing she loved most in the world would be gone from her and she would feel pain and be forever alone. She knew the shadows- as she was now going to call it for being dark, deadly and fast- didn't want to kill her. They just wanted her to hurt. If they wanted to kill her, they would have already sent her to a bloody, painful death when she was vulnerable.

"Hey Sabrina." A voice called from behind here, breaking her out of her deep thoughts. Sabrina jumped nearly ten feet in the air and placed a hand against her heart, which was pumping away inside of her vigorously from the shock. Sabrina spun around and came face to face with the one and only…. Peter Pan.

Sabrina wiped her now sweaty brow and tried for a smile, hoping it didn't look shaky or that her face wasn't too pale. She breathed a sigh of relief.

But… almost as quickly as he came, the sky suddenly brightened again and was blue, the clouds bright and fluffier than ever. The grass started swaying again and the trees danced, watching the leaves dance in the fresh air.

Sabrina raised an eyebrow and inspected the sky. What was going on? Peter followed her gaze then turned back to Sabrina, looking really rather confused.

"You okay?" he asked gently, placing a hand on her shoulder. Her head snapped back towards him and her eyes seemed wide with fear and pain and… love? No, it couldn't be. Sabrina didn't love anyone in that way and she wasn't scared of anything. Or was she? Peter jumped back from Sabrina, instantly feeling quite creeped out, and feeling like his hand was burning from just touching the girl.

Sabrina shook her head, her eyes returning to the normal, beautiful blue ones they had always been.

"I'm fine. Walk me home?" she asked and Peter nodded, following her down the path. He knew something was wrong with her but he dared not ask.

"I was looking for you actually." Peter said, catching up to her and falling into speed, Sabrina looked at him and smiled before quickly looking away again. What was she running away from?

"You were?" she asked.

"Yep," Peter nodded, popping the 'p', "I need help with Wendy." Sabrina grinned and raised an eyebrow, suddenly interested.

"Oh?" she asked, winking at him cheekily. Peter flushed pink and his eyes swivelled down towards the floor.

"Yeah." He mumbled.

"Spit it out." Sabrina laughed, nudging him. Peter grinned. She was glad she was back to her normal self. Well…. If you could call Sabrina 'normal' anyway.

"Well, I want to plan this whole, super date for her, to show her how much I love her and that I know her better than anyone else. That she can trust me. Unfortunately I have no idea what to do. You're a girl right?" Peter looked her up and down.

"Oh no, you found out my secret. I have in fact, been in disguise as a smelly girl all this time. I'm really a boy. A boy that grew up, but I just want to be a 'real boy' now." Sabrina smirked sarcastically, rolling her eyes. Sabrina wasn't the time to get offended easily and you could have a good laugh with her. Peter laughed.

"Good, so my guess was right. So, any ideas?" they were nearing her house now and Sabrina seemed to quicken her pace, wanting to get there as soon as possible.

"Um…" she mumbled, not really trying. She rushed up her driveway and towards the front door. Peter followed her and spun her round to face him before she could unlock the door. This was important and Peter needed an idea to make this night as special as ever. Whatever was wrong with Sabrina could wait.

"Sabrina?" Peter pushed her sternly. She shrugged her grasp off of her and sighed.

"Right, you say you know her better than anyone, so prove it!" Sabrina said. Peter raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Yes, but how?" he moaned, slapping his forehead desperately.

"I don't know, I'm not into the 'lovey-dovey' stuff. Re-create your first date or the date you fell in love with her or the first time you met her, and write this whole long speech about how you knew she was the 'one', or something cheesy like that." Sabrina groaned, making it obvious she was in no mood to talk. Peter grinned. That was perfect!

"Thank you!" Peter hugged her tightly before flying off and leaving her alone once again. Sabrina sighed and reached for her keys.

She was about to place them into the door when she realized it was open. Her heart started beating faster and panic rose in her throat. Was it the shadows? Had they beat her to the house and taken Red? And Puck? No, they couldn't do that. She needed Puck. It was weird to say this, but he kept her sane and aware.

Sabrina cautiously opened the door and slipped inside, careful to not make a side. She closed it behind her and glanced into the living room. No one was there so she continued upstairs. Her breath was caught in her throat and she couldn't breathe properly.

She reached the landing and crept along. She passed Puck's room and carried on to Red's, noticing it was wide open.

Sabrina ignored all the furniture and games that littered the floor. She looked around desperately for Red but gasped when she realized she wasn't there. Sabrina shook her head in disbelief and ran over to Puck's room =, flinging the door open. She jumped in, careful to avoid any pranks.

Sabrina knew Puck's room like the back of her hand now and knew it inside and out. Nothing could catch her out.

"Puck?" she yelled desperately, looking around. She could feel tears forming in her eyes but she blinked them away and clenched her fists, digging her nails into the palm of her hands to ease the pain. She had to be strong for her family.

"WHAT?" yelled an annoyed voice. Sabrina turned her gaze to the direction of the trampoline and was relieved to see Puck writing furiously into an old, faded book. She knew what it was; it was part of his 'Evil Scrap-Booking' idea that he had. She had no idea he still had it.

"Oh thank God, you're safe. Red in here?" Sabrina said, relaxing and trying to calm her pounding heart. Puck looked up at her angrily. He was still annoyed from before. Sabrina rolled her eyes at him.

"No," he snarled, "why would she be in here? No one's allowed in here!"

Sabrina's eyes opened as wide as saucers and she started panicking again. She tried to take deep breaths to calm herself down. At least she had Puck to help her this time. She tried to talk but it came out strangled and incoherent. Puck smirked at her and raised an eyebrow, utterly oblivious to what was going on.

"Oh SHIT Puck!" Sabrina yelled, when she had found her voice again and Puck looked taken aback.

"What?" he shouted, leaping off the trampoline. Sabrina looked at him with real, pure worry in her eyes and Puck instantly knew something was wrong.

"Where is Red?"

DUN, DUN, DUUUUN! Don't hate me for the cliff-hanger guys. It makes everything more interesting. I actually really enjoyed writing this but sorry if it's a bit short. Anyway, read and comment and PLEASE CHECK OUT MY ONE DIRECTION FANFIC ON BY EVACANDYLOVE! Thank you and I hope you liked this chapter Jules, tell me if it was worth it! Bye xxxx