Chap 3

The battle for our love.

' No' was all he could think as he slammed into something he couldn't see.

He thought he would go ill as he saw what was happening in front of him. The person he cared about most in the world was on the other side of a flawless wall of impeccable doom.

'Oh gezz, mind don't go all Shakespeare on me in a time like this!'

Puck banged his fist on the small barrier as hard as he could, trying to find some sort of weakness.

He found none.

His heart was racing 10x faster by the time the rest of the camp caught up to him.

Sabrina was fighting a long fanged creature while Daphne held off Nottingham with a flurry of spells. Every time Sabrina almost got hit or even slipped the tiniest bit he cringed. You couldn't imagine the relief he felt when she finally killed the creature. He let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding.

The relief only lasted a short time. Sabrina just had to go and literally throw herself in harms way.

Every nerve in Puck's body seamed to burn as he watched in a almost slow-mo fashion, Nottingham slid his sword into Sabrina's gut.

"THAT'S IT!' Puck shouted in his head as he saw red.

He was going to kill someone… preferably Nottingham.

But Sabrina had already done it. And Nottingham was now, as they say it, 'Swimming with the fishes'

My attention turned back to Sabrina as she slumped to the ground, breathing heavily.

And then everyone heard it, the weak but powerful voice that shattered the shocked silence.

"I'm so sorry,"

Her eyes shone with such emotion, putting everything left in herself into those three words.

'No,' Puck thought once more

' No. No. NO!'

And then he felt it.

His heart being ripped from his chest, stomped on, shoved into a blender, frozen, shattered, turn to dust, and thrown into the hostile wind at the top of Mt. Everest.

To sum it up… just completely and utterly bad.

I pushed on the barrier with all my might and it still didn't break, but then it disappeared. I guess Nottingham had reached the ground…

Puck raced over to Sabrina's limp body, picked her up gently, and flew as fast as he could back to camp.

That was two weeks ago…

…...

She still hasn't woken up.

Why wouldn't she wake up? Puck thought

I bet she's just doing this to annoy me…she so would do that…

Puck sighed as he stood up from the chair next to Sabrina's bed.

He cautiously looked around, making sure no one was there, before leaning down and kissing her cheek, feeling the small pleasant shock that happened when ever he did so. It was almost three o'clock, which meant that Daphne would be here any moment.

Puck and Daphne worked out a schedule without even talking about it, it was simple, Puck got her in the morning and Daphne got her in the after noon. Both taking turns on who would be with Sabrina at night, it was Puck's turn to be with her tonight.

As puck reached the flap of the tent he was tackled by the family's dog. Elvis. The 100 pound Great Dane covered him in sloppy dog kisses before leaving to deliver more to Sabrina. Not to short after he had brushed himself off Daphne came skipping in. She smiled at him before taking a seat in the plastic chair next to Sabrina.

She tenderly wiped away the leftover dog slobber from her sister's face, then settled in the chair more comfortably.

I gave her a wave before heading for the mess tent.

A nice 3-corse meal later….

Puck headed for the practice field. He grabbed his sword and bow.

After he had done some stretches he took his bow in his hand and grabbed thirteen arrows. He took his first shot. A centimeter away from being a bull's-eye. He silently cursed before reloading and holding on to the quiver, he released and was rewarded with it smacking right in the middle.

He fired the rest of his shots and every single one of them it the bull's-eye. He was the best archer in Charming's army, he usually gloated but today he just didn't feel like it.

The next thing he did was practice his swordsmen ship. Sabrina was far better then him in this and was teaching him how to handle the sword better, but as you could see she was unable to help him.

He let out a frustrated sigh before promptly cutting the dummy in half. Just because Sabrina was better than him didn't make him the worst.

In fact he was still one of the better swordsmen, and many of the Everafters were jealous that a human out did them, especially when that human happened to be a Grimm.

He sighed once again before packing up his stuff and leaving, not even noticing the impressed stares he got from his peers.

As he took a shower he remembered when he would have fought ruthlessly not to…. But recently he had found out that sweat did not smell good, no mater how many layers of dirt and other things you put on. Lets just say he did not smell anything like a pine tree. And not to mention he got to see everyone's faces when he came out looking and smelling as fresh as a daisy.

He got out of the shower and put some fresh clothes on.

He still remembered Sabrina's response, she oh so brilliantly said

" I didn't hear anyone being seriously injured last night…"

Puck laughed remembering her bewildered expression. He got a few stairs from people passing by him. He didn't blame them, recently he hadn't been laughing. He was more in a depressed state and missing one person in particular…

As he entered Sabrina's tent, reliving Daphne to go and do something.

And as he sat down he couldn't help but say

" Hurry and wake up, Sabrina, everyone needs you."

Then he thought,

'This is it,' he took her warm hand

'The battle for our love.'

So was it good? I'm not very good with fluff… well any way my favorite chapter is coming up and its not going to be depressing like the first three! Well review and tell me what you think! I think I'm good when it comes to being dramatic with the suspense… well any way… bye! Wait one more thing the next chap will be up in the next three days… four max. I have the idea already!

~KENDRA1212