No A/N this time either. Too tired. And sick. Just read. please...
It was like waking up underwater.
Sabrina's ears buzzed with the soft swish of something unrecognizable. The world around her was still, and quiet.
She opened her eyes, and was met with...
Her ceiling?
Something felt off to Sabrina. In a way, it seemed perfectly normal to wake up to this view, but in another, it was totally wrong.
The swishing noise had stopped now.
Instead, the sound of a door opening caught her attention.
She turned towards the noise. Yep, she was definitely inside her room.
"Sabrina, honey, wake up. It's time for school."
Veronica stood in the open doorway, her long brown hair loose around her shoulders. She smiled at Sabrina, and Sabrina smiled back.
There was nothing wrong with today. Today was perfectly normal. She was a normal girl in a normal school. She went to New York High, and she had friends, and Daphne.
Yes, everything was perfect.
So why did she feel that nagging feeling in the back of her mind, telling her that something was horribly wrong?
...
Puck woke inside his bed chambers. It was bright and clean inside his room. He was lying on the king sized bed, staring at the ceiling. The last thing he remembered was grabbing Sabrina's hand to drag her away before the ray of light shot her in the chest.
He had not seen it hit or miss her. He only prayed it was the latter.
Mustardseed walked in, and Puck saw that he looked unusually cheerful. Puck frowned.
"Where's Sabrina?"
Mustardseed's smile disappeared. His eyebrows knitted together in confusion. "Sabrina?" he asked. "Who is Sabrina, brother?"
Puck looked at him in shock. How could he not know who Sabrina was? Could he be faking it? No, Mustard wasn't the joking type. And he seemed pretty serious right now, so he doubted that this was a prank.
"Mustardseed, what day is it?"
"Why, brother, it is your first day at a human school. Mother sent me to inform you that you will be leaving the castle before them, as they have yet to pack. Please try to fit in, brother."
First day of school?
Oh no.
This could only mean one thing.
They had been sent into the past.
...
Shit.
That was Puck's first thought. The second was, "I need to find Grimm".
She would be at school, or getting ready to go to school, if he was not mistaken. He had to find her, figure out a way to send them back to the present.
He was still shocked by his parent's betrayal, but if he was completely honest to himself, he would have to admit that he was expecting that.
His parents always seemed the evil type.
Anyways, no time to waste. He shooed Mustardseed out and changed into a clean hoody and jeans, then put on his sneakers.
Time to go.
...
Sabrina and Daphne got on the bus to go to school. It was crowded, as usual.
Sabrina felt as if there was something foggy inside her brain. As if some cloud were blocking her from getting an important piece of information. She felt dizzy, and had a slight headache.
That was not good.
Still, she sat alone on the bus, trying to think. Veronica had not driven the girls to school today, seeing as though she had a few jobs that needed to be taken care of. The girls had taken the bus.
Sabrina sat at the front, alone, staring out the window. Daphne was at the back with her friends.
Students were getting on the bus, more and more every second. Some people waved to Sabrina, and she waved back halfheartedly. She was still confused.
When they arrived at school, Sabrina's legs seemed to know where they were going. She felt herself heading towards a classroom. As she passed a storage cupboard, she thought she heard something move inside. She hesitated for a second, but that was enough. Two strong arms shot out of the cupboard and dragged her inside, one clasped over her mouth, the other wrapped around her waist tightly.
She kicked around aimlessly, trying to connect with a target. She needed to hit something, anything. Hurt her attacker.
Then she froze when a strangely familiar voice whispered in her ear.
"Grimm, it's okay, it's me."
She knew that voice. But from where? It was male, and deep. She felt something tugging at the back of her mind, trying to push through the fog that clouded her thoughts.
"Grimm?"
There was that voice again. The arm around her waist loosened and she felt the hand covering her mouth move. She was turned around slowly, and was surprised to see that it was a very handsome boy who had dragged her in here.
He had blonde hair that was ruffled around his head, and bright blue eyes that could be seen even in the bad lighting. He was muscular, and only slightly taller than her. He had a worried expression on his face.
"Sabrina? Are you okay?"
How did he know her name? And why did he look so god-damn familiar?
The boy placed his hands on Sabrina's shoulders, and she flinched. Why was he touching her like this, as if he didn't even need her permission? Did she even know this guy?
"Sabrina, do you remember what happened? Come on Grimm, don't blank out on me now. It's me, Puck. Don't you remember anything?"
Puck. The name brought another familiar wave of sensation through her. The tugging in her mind was stronger now, as if something was trying was trying to break free.
She knew this boy. She could feel it.
"What happened?" she asked. "I don't remember anything, not even you."
Puck's face fell. He looked at her face, as if expecting her to yell "Jokes!" and laugh in his face. When she did neither, he sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"You seriously don't remember anything? Nothing?" She shook her head. Puck sighed, then did something that made Sabrina freeze. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer.
"You seriously need to come up with new ways of making me do this," he said, before pressing his lips against her firmly.
Sabrina barely had any time to be surprised before the flood of memories came rushing back. Puck, her boyfriend, her family, Daphne, the Scarlet Hand, everything that had happened, right up until the gunshot.
Puck was running his hands up along her body, and she gripped his shirt in her hands. He reached her face and cupped her face in his strong hands. They were warm and comforting.
After a few more minutes of that, Puck pulled away. He raised an eyebrow at her, as if to say, Did it work? Sabrina nodded her head, then hugged him.
"Puck, what happened? I remember Nottingham's weird gun, and then you holding my hand, and then I woke up inside my room, and it felt like my mind was fogged up."
Puck nodded into her hair. "We got sent into the past."
Sabrina froze. The past? They had gone back in time.
Oh god, this was bad. Really bad.
She pulled away from Puck, and crossed her arms over her chest.
"So what do we do now?" she asked, keeping a brave face on. No use giving up and crying like a sissy.
Puck opened his mouth to answer, but before he could say anything, a bright blue brightened up the inside of the cupboard, and the pair jumped back. Sabrina looked at Puck. He shrugged, then opened his mouth again to speak, but then..
"Puck! Sabrina! Quick, we need to get out of here!"