AN~ Now, a clarification from the last chapter: Yes, I know Artemis and Apollo were brother and sister. But I tweaked the facts for my plotline.

Sabrina got up dizzily and followed Lawrence and Lucia into the next room, where Daphne was sitting up in one of two twin beds.

"I knew you were coming." Daphne said wonderingly. She looked normal, except for a large white mark on her face that was the inverse of Sabrina's.

Sabrina made no reply, simply leaning against the wall, exhausted.

"Come on, then." Lucia said, "Let's go get the sword."

Sabrina followed the other three forward more slowly, listening wearily to Lawrence and Lucia talk and Daphne reply with 'I knew you were going to say that!' They walked through a series of rooms and corridors that got darker and dingier as they went along, until they finally reached one that was simply another part of the network of caves they had been in originally, which held a single platform on which rested a simple wooden sword.

"This is what we came for?" Daphne asked skeptically. "The great magical sword Sabrina's been obsessing over for ages?"

Sabrina would have protested about the 'obsessing' comment, but she didn't think she had the energy to speak.

"Please." Lawrence said. "Just pick up the sword. I'm quite ready to move on."

Daphne shoved her way past Sabrina to pick up the sword, but Lucia held up a hand to stop her.

"Not that way!" She said. "Together. You have to grab it at the same time."

Sabrina wobbled her way forward, looked across the pedestal at Daphne, who glared back, and then the two of them reached down and grabbed the sword, pulling in opposite directions.

There was a flash of multicolored light, and Sabrina and Daphne went flying backwards, blacking out again. Sabrina's last thought before she succumbed to unconsciousness was I hope this doesn't happen too often.

"Good morning, sunshine." Daphne said sarcastically as Sabrina woke up.

Sabrina groaned and held a hand to her head, not opening her eyes. "This is going to be really annoying really fast, isn't it?" She asked.

"Probably." Daphne said snarkily. "Way to mess everything up, by the way."

"What do you mean?" Sabrina asked, her eyes snapping open at Daphne's tone.

"I mean," Daphne said, "That if you hadn't jumped in front of me before, we wouldn't be in this mess!"

"What mess?" Sabrina asked, glaring at Daphne. "You look pale."

"Duh, smarty!" Daphne rolled her eyes. "I'm all white! And you're like, pitch black!"

"When did that happen?" Sabrina asked.

Daphne shrugged. "When we touched the sword, I guess. I passed out, too."

"And Lucia and Lawrence just disappeared?" Sabrina asked.

"I guess." Daphne said. "Now, can you stand, Missy? We've got to get back to the others."

Sabrina struggled to get up, then realized she was clinging tightly to a wooden sword. She looked over to Daphne, realizing she was holding a matching one. She stopped trying to get up for a minute and turned her sword over in her hands, getting a good look at it. It was an average-looking thing, like one of the wooden swords she would use in training, except that there was a dot of blue paint on the end with an S sharpied on it.

"Mine has a yellow dot and a D, in case you were wondering." Daphne said. "Now can we get going?"

"In a minute." Sabrina said, running her finger over the dab of paint. "I want to see- whoa."

As Sabrina had run her finger over the dot of paint, the sword had shimmered, and as it did so, transformed. Once it stopped shimmering, it was a long, thin rapier with a sapphire in the hilt.

"Sweet!" Daphne said, running her finger over her own sword until she achieved a similar result, ending with a shorter sword with a topaz gem in the base of the hilt.

Sabrina used the sword to help herself up, then, leaning on it heavily, headed down the hallway they had come from. Daphne followed, catching up quickly and passing her, heading down the hallway ahead of Sabrina, who followed more slowly, still dizzy. They traveled back through the halls that way, passing through rooms that seemed as if they had been empty for years, reaching the room Daphne had been asleep in and the main room, both of which had a long-abandoned feel that would have creeped Sabrina out under other circumstances. When they got to the clear wall, no one was on the other side.

"Is it just me, or does it seem like it's been a lot longer than I thought it was?" Daphne asked.

Sabrina nodded. "It's been a hundred years, give or take a decade." She said. "This place hasn't been touched in ages."

Daphne stared at Sabrina. "Tell me you're joking."

Sabrina shook her head. "I feel too sick to joke."

"How are we going to get back?" Daphne asked worriedly.

Sabrina shook her head. "If we could- I dunno, rewind time or somehing- but that's impossible."

"No it's not." Daphne said. "I... I see you doing it."

"Wait- you just see? You don't like, black out, then see it, then come back?" Sabrina asked, ignoring Daphne's previous comment.

Daphne shook her head. "No. Why? Do you?"

"Yeah." Sabrina said. "And I have tunnel vision or something."

"I don't." Daphne said. "Maybe it's because you're already an everafter."

"Maybe." Sabrina said. "Speaking of which, what was that about me rewinding time?"

"You can do it." Daphne said. "You'll do it a lot, when we get back to when we're supposed to be."

Sabrina stared at her sister. "So... do you see how I do this, exactly?"

Daphne shrugged. "Concentrate on time? I can't see inside your head, thank God."

Sabrina nodded, then sat down on the floor and tried to concentrate on time. After about fifteen minutes, she looked up with a sigh.

"I can't do it." She told Daphne.

"Yes you can!" Daphne said urgently. "You have to! Try again! Here, maybe if you look at a clock-" She rooted around the room for a minute, then reappeared with an alarm clock.

Sabrina stared at the alarm clock for some time, with no result, until she remembered a few days ago, when Ms. Smirt had said that she would be teaching the class that day. It had felt like time had stopped then. Later she'd thought she imagined it, but now, with what Daphne was saying...

Could she have really done it?

She stared at the clock. Stop. She told it mentally.

The room froze. Sabrina looked around. Nothing was moving but her. She wondered if Daphne would stay put if she traveled back in time. Then again, her clothes were staying with her, and so was the sword, which suggested that if she was touching something, it would go with her. Following that thought process, she grabbed Daphne, then returned to staring at the clock.

Slowly, the hands began moving in reverse. Slower, then faster and faster as Sabrina stared, until Daphne shouted "STOP!"

Sabrina stopped, and the world resumed its normal pace.

"I saw you pass the right time," Daphne said, "so I stopped you early. We've been gone long enough that they left already. You want to try again, more slowly?"

Sabrina nodded, clutching her head. "Tell me what time to stop."

She stared at the clock until it began rewinding, and after a much longer time, Daphne again told her to stop.

"We've just left the room." She said. "Come one, Puck's getting impatient."

Sabrina got up with a groan and tottered to the clear wall, leaned on it, and fell through to the other side, landing on Puck.

"Whoa, Grimm!" Puck shouted, staggering backwards to the opposite wall, which, thankfully, held up.

"Ow." Sabrina whimpered, feeling too bad to be happy Puck had his arms around her.

"Sorry." Puck said, pulling Sabrina back. "What happened to you? You're all black!"

"Don't be hatin'." Sabrina joked tiredly.

Puck grinned. "So, did you find Daphne?"

"Yes she did." Daphne said, walking through the wall.

"Daphne!" Red jumped up, giving Daphne a hug. "What happened? And why are you an albino?"

Sabrina groaned, interrupting.

Puck gave her an anxious look. "You don't look so good, Grimm."

"Yeah, you haven't gotten up yet." Bella said. "What's wrong?"

"I feel awful." Sabrina said quietly.

"We'd better get you back," Puck said, picking her up bridal style easily, "Come on guys, we're walking this time."

Sabrina faded in and out of consciousness throughout the walk, not fully waking up until she was back in her bedroom in full dark.

"I think she's out of the danger zone." A voice was saying. "We can't tell, though. And that black may never come off."

"It's her own fault." Another voice replied. Daphne. "If she hadn't jumped in front of me, we'd be fine now."

"You don't know that." The first voice, which Sabrina thought belonged to Baba Yaga, replied. "Your skin might be normal, but you're not sick. I believe it has to do with having this extra ability thrust on her when she was still at a crucial point in her original everafter development."

"She'll open her eyes soon." Daphne said.

Sabrina did so. "What's going on?" She asked.

"I explained everything to everyone else because you passed out on the way back, and you've been asleep for hours." Daphne said. "Everyone was really worried for a while until I told them you wouldn't die. Today, anyway. Wendell went home, and pretty much everyone else is asleep. I was watching you, but Baba Yaga wanted to take over. Just in case. Even though you'll be fine."

"I have a guest." Baba Yaga said. "And you need to get some sleep, Daphne."

"I'll go downstairs." Daphne said, getting up and leaving.

Sabrina sat up in bed and looked at Baba Yaga expectantly. "So where is this guest?"

There was a tinkling chuckle, and a tiny young woman with long blond hair appeared on Baba Yaga's shoulder. "That would be me." The woman said.

"Uh..." Sabrina rubbed her head. "I should know who you are. I know I should."

"Thumbelina." The tiny woman supplied.

"Right!" Sabrina said. "I knew I should have known that. So why are you here?"

"The whole town is abuzz with the news that you're a post-natal everafter!" Thumbelina said, "I wanted to see for myself."

"What?" Sabrina hissed. "Who told? I'm going to kill Wendell!"

"You're in no condition to kill anyone." Baba Yaga said matter-of-factly. "Except maybe yourself."

"So it's true, then?" Thumbelina asked.

Sabrina nodded. "Why does it matter?" Sabrina asked.

"Because I'm one, too." Thumbelina said, unfurling a pair of butterfly wings.

Sabrina gaped. "For real?"

Tumbelina nodded. "We're actually half of the living post-natal fairies in the world."

"So do we all have different wings?" Sabrina asked.

Thumbelina nodded. "Tom has bat wings. He's another pixie type. And I believe that the remaining post-natal fairy has the wings of a flying squirrel. I've never met him- or her, you see, because Mab isn't particularly welcoming to sprites. She believes that any pixie that isn't bound to a full-sized fairy is the equivalent of a traitor."

Sabrina winced. "That stinks worse than Puck's socks." She told Thumbelina sympathetically.

Thumbelina laughed. "That it does. Now, do you have any questions for me?"

"Yeah." Sabrina said with a yawn, rubbing her head. "Can you come back tomorrow? During the day? After school? Because I'm falling asleep, and I'm getting dizzy again and..."

"I understand." Thumbelina said. "It was rude of me, coming over this late. I'm sorry. I'll let you sleep now."

Baba Yaga and Thumbelina left the room, and Sabrina rolled over and went back to sleep.

"I don't think you're up to going to school today." Granny said doubtfully, looking at Sabrina.

"Come on!" Sabrina said, "I can't miss school! This is important!"

"Your health is important, too." Henry pointed out. "If you overexert yourself, you'll just end up missing more school."

"It took you half an hour to just get up and dressed." Bella pointed out. "Besides, do you really want to go to school dyed pitch black?"

Sabrina made a face. "Daphne's going!"

"Daphne didn't pass out yesterday. Daphne isn't having headaches, dizzy spells, or tunnel vision." Daphne told Sabrina, rolling her eyes. "Also, Daphne is right here and doesn't appreciate being spoken about as if she were elsewhere."

"Stop talking in the third person." Puck told her. "It's funny, but weird. Grimm, I think you should stay here. We'll bring you the work you missed. Just... stay here, and get better, OK?"

Sabrina sighed in defeat. "Fine." She said. "I'll stay here and make up lists of world history facts."

"Good girl." Granny said cheerfully. "Now back to bed. I'll bring you what you need."

Sabrina trooped dutifully off to bed, but when she reached the stairs, she stopped. Those stairs had never looked so tall before, or so steep. Or so wobbly. "Help?" She called.

Red, who had been on her way to the kitchen from the bathroom, looked at Sabrina and shook her head sadly. "Poor Sabrina." She said, walking over. "Here, I'll help you."

"Thank you." Sabrina said gratefully, leaning on Red's arm as they climbed the stairs. "I was trying to prove I was better, but it didn't work."

"Granny told you you're not going to school?" Red asked, helping Sabrina up.

Sabrina nodded, then clutched her head. "Yeah. And thanks again."

"No problem." Red smiled, heading back towards the stairs. "Can you make it to your bed all right?"

"I hope so." Sabrina said dryly. "It'd be awfully demeaning if I collapsed on the floor of my bedroom."

Red laughed and descended the stairs quickly, and Sabrina staggered into her room, collapsing on the bed.

This is not normal. She thought. After all, Daphne wasn't having problems like she was! Lucia had said it would be different for her since she was already an everafter, and Baba Yaga had said something about crucial development time. Did that mean she would get better? Or would she have to live like this and just get used to it?

As she was thinking, Daphne walked in, and Sabrina decided to make use of her sister's newfound talent.

"Daph." She said. "Can I ask you something?"

"Can I stop you?" Daphne grumbled.

"What has gotten into you?" Sabrina asked, fed up with Daphne's attitude. "Ever since Sunday you've been a complete jerk!"

"What business is it of yours how I act?" Daphne snapped. "I can act however I darn well please, and you should stay out of my business!" She stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind her.

Sabrina winced as the noise made her head throb. She hadn't even gotten to ask Daphne her question. "Whatever." She muttered. "See if I care."

She sat in her room, waiting until the rest of the household had left for school, then climbed slowly out of bed. She wobbled her way over to the door, and was opening it slowly when a voice stopped her.

"Back to bed, Grimm." Puck told her, the amusement in his face belying her stern tone.

"Why are you still here?" Sabrina asked, running her still-black skin through her hair, which remained the same shade. "Shouldn't you be in school?"

"The Marshmallow saw you getting out of bed, and the Old Lady told me to stay behind and keep you from getting yourself killed." Puck said. "Now get back in bed and stay there, unless you want me to have to stay here."

"Fine." Sabrina sighed, toddling back to bed and struggling to climb under the covers. "Go tho school." She said.

"Take a nap, Grimm." Puck said, helping her with the covers. "Baba Yaga said she'd be in here later with Thumbelina, and you want to be able to actually get something out of that."

"I said fine!" Sabrina snapped, secretly glad that somethingwould happen that day. "Now go, and bring back my schoolwork! You're going to be late!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Puck said, saluting as he left the room and Sabrina settled down to try to sleep.