Five years later
"Happy Birthday, Sabrina!" Her family sung happily as they removed her blindfold and she stood, blinking slightly. In awe of a brand new car wrapped in a giant ribbon, parked outside her home. She looked around happily and saw her mother hugging her father tightly, holding the hand of her younger brother. They had awakened them after they had found Goldie locks, Veronica had given birth to the healthy baby boy whom they christened William.
Granny Relda leaning in towards Mr Canis slowly smoothing the hair of Daphne who was jumping up and down with excitement. Uncle Jake was looking down on his new wife, Briar Rose smiling happily back upwards. Sabrina's grin widened as she turned to the boy, about her age with a mop of golden curls and twinkling green eyes holding a video camera into her face.
"So Birthday girl, what do you think of your present?" Puck asked poking the camera recorder into Sabrina's face grinning at her surprise.
"I love it!" Sabrina cried and ran into her parents arms "Thank you," She mumbled into their clothes. She was reminded of their presence everyday and had learnt to treasure them, because over the car and their awakening he would choose them every time. They knew what was running through their daughter's head and hugged her tighter.
Daphne joined in on the hug as Relda and Mr Canis looked on smiling slightly. Puck was still filming the group hug as Sabrina turned around.
"Come here Fairy boy." She commanded as her eyes twinkled. Puck put down the video camera reluctantly and suddenly whipped out his wings and carried Sabrina off. She screamed slightly as her feet left the ground but looked down to see her family waving, not too surprised with her sudden flight.
"Puck. Puck, where are we going?" She asked. Sabrina wasn't too nervous she had been on such flights before, she loved the freedom of it and as he grunted with her weight she decided to just enjoy he flight. Closing her eyes arms spreading out her arms she let out a cry of joy. Even Puck, who was concentrating on not letting go let a smile escape.
After about ten minutes she felt herself slowly drop to the ground and as she opened her eyes she found herself on the steps of a beautiful white Gazebo. It was late afternoon and the remaining bright light of the sun made the gazebo gleam. The white pillars that held up the tiered roof and a few steps elevated the small structure. As she walked up the steps in a trance Puck followed her, slightly puffing. Sabrina let out a gasp. The amazing thing was that it seemed like a beautiful, but ordinary gazebo until she stepped inside. He looked proudly at her reaction as he leant on one of the pillars. Sabrina looked out of the open views each side having a different sight. A beach with gleaming sand and sparkling ocean, a rainforest with shady over hanging trees and green and a huge green field of grass...
"Do you like it?"Puck asked quietly as Sabrina spun around and around, running out of the shade and staring in astonishment.
"What...How?" Puck's grin widened Sabrina could tell that it was his boasting smile but was too astonished to say anything.
"I got the pigs to build it for us. They used the same magic to make the Gazebo into a sort of transporter. It can't take us to places but it does the next best thing of creating places. It can mimic any where you want, any time period, it can do interiors and the pigs say that with an update it can do people too. Anywhere you want we can go." Puck closed the gap between himself and Sabrina and gently held her hands. "Sabrina, I love you... I want to be with you and I know you want to go places see the world... And I want to come with you."
Sabrina looked up at her long time boyfriend through teary eyes. She wanted to sum up all the words of joy he had made her feel. "Puck, I don't need to be anywhere else... As long as I have you."
A/N Notes, The Gazebo can create environments and places, Sabrina won't actually leave Ferry Port Landing when she goes through there... It's kinda ike an outdoor thing-ama-jig. Wow. That was a really lame description
