Sabrina POV

Family.

Darkness. That was all there was. Just darkness. No sounds, no people, nothing. It felt like I was floating in water, except without the water. I felt like I should be upset about being dead but the pain was gone, so were all the worries, the anger, the sadness. I don't understand why people are so afraid of dieing. Sure, dieing wasn't fun but being dead wasn't too bad.

Family.

Why did that word keep popping up? What was family anyway? Deep down I knew it was important somehow but is anything really important when you're dead? I don't think so.

Family.

For some reason that word made me want to not be dead. It made me feel sad. But I can't feel sad. I'm dead.

Right?

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Normal POV

"Sabrina, please don't die. You can't die! Who'll be my big sister? Who'll be my role-model?"

The voice seemed to cut through the darkness and drag her back to consciousness.

"Sabrina! You can't leave me with Puck! Without you here he'll start to prank me!"

WHAT?!

"I might die and you're worried about Puck pranking you?" Sabrina muttered. She groaned, trying to force her heavy eyes open.

A shocked looking Daphne looked down at her, "YOU'RE ALIVE!" The little girl squealed and all and the breath out of Sabrina.

"Child, give her some breathing room." A voice said.

Sabrina blinked, squinting in the light emanating from the light bulb over her head. Mr. Canis was standing beside the bed she was lying on. The man looked older and frailer than he used too but a lot happier now that he was rid of the wolf. Granny Relda stood right beside him, wiping the tears from her eyes and smiling.

She wasn't dead.

"Wh . . . what happened?" Sabrina asked, rubbing her eyes. Her head felt like it was about to split open!

"What happened? We were about a half a mile away from the mansion when it blew up!" Daphne said, jumping up and down as if unable to hold in her excitement, "It was like one of those giant mushroom clouds! We ran back and found this giant hole where the mansion used to be! It was like a meteor hit! And you and Puck were lying down in the middle of it!" Daphne giggled, "You should have seen Charming's face when he saw what you did to his mansion! I thought he was going to cry!"

"But . . . Baba Yaga said that if I used the amulet I would die." Sabrina said, confused.

"Normally you would have but you had a little help." Mr. Canis said.

Granny Relda nodded her head, wiping the tears off her cheeks, "You were lucky Puck got to you in time."

Sabrina looked at her Grandmother. The old woman was wearing the same clothes she had worn the day she got kidnapped, her hair was escaping her bun and she had dark bags under her eyes.

"What?" Sabrina said frowning, trying to remember what had happened. She remembered the pain, the power and then . . . the voice.

Puck's voice?

"Child, there's something you need to understand. Magical beings, like fairies, have the ability to . . . share their magic with another person." Mr. Canis said, leaning on his cane.

"Share their magic?" Sabrina asked.

Mr. Canis nodded his head, his thick eyebrows scrunching together as he tried to think of the right words, "They can let their magic . . . flow into another person. It's rare for a fairy to share their magic with another of their kind and it's almost unheard of for one to share it with a human, especially an addicted one. Sharing magic leaves a fairy vulnerable. If the person chooses to take all of their magic, the fairy dies."

"So, Puck gave his power to me?" Sabrina asked.

"Does that mean Sabrina has wings?!" Daphne asked, inserting her palm into her mouth.

"No, Sabrina does not have wings or any of the boys other powers. The boy just gave you enough to survive the power of the amulet." Mr. Canis raised his eyebrow at Sabrina, "Which was a big risk considering you're an addicted human."

Sabrina felt panic fill her, "He's okay, right?"

Mr. Canis scowled, "Yes, the boy is fine. He's resting in the other room and he'd have been better by now if he'd stay in bed!"

Granny Relda sighed, a small smile on her face, "We've had to put people on guard duty to make sure he doesn't sneak out. Red's watching him now."

"Red? So, you trust her?" Sabrina asked.

Granny nodded her head, "She explained herself as we left the mansion and if it wasn't for her we'd all be dead by now."

Sabrina nodded her head and looked around the room. She was lying on a bed in Granny Relda's room . . . but didn't the house burn down?"

"I thought the house burned down?" She said, struggling to sit up.

Granny placed a hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her down again, "You'd be surprised at how fast pixies work, liebling. They rebuilt the house in three days."

"I've been out for three days?" Sabrina asked, shocked.

Mr. Canis nodded his head, "And you still need to rest. Don't make us set up guards to watch you like Puck." He warned as he walked out the room.

"Why has Puck been sneaking out?" Sabrina asked.

Daphne giggled, "To check on you." She said, bursting out laughing.

Sabrina felt her cheeks redden and Granny Relda winked at her, "C'mon, libeling. Let's leave you sister to rest." The old woman grabbed the still giggling Daphne and led her out of the room.

Sabrina watched them shut the door, butterflies going crazy in her stomach. Puck was checking on her? Her scowl turned into a smile as she leaned back into the pillows.

The mighty Trickster King had been making sure she was okay. Though she'd never, ever, admit it to anyone, she liked that.

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About an hour later the door opened again and a boy with a mop of blond hair and bright green eyes stuck his head into the room.

"You okay, ugly?" Puck asked, relief filling him when he saw she was awake.

Sabrina grinned and nodded her head, "How about you, stinkpot?"

Puck snorted, "Of course I'm okay. I'm the Trickster King!"

He shut the door and walked over to the rocking chair, one hand leaning against the wall to make sure he didn't fall.

He looked paler than usual but other than that, and being a little unsteady on his feet, he looked fine.

Puck sat down and sighed as he rocked back and forth in the rocking chair, "Now I see why old people sit in these all the time." He said, closing his eyes. He stayed like that for a while and then opened his eyes and winked at her.

"I told you that I'd be saving your butt before you knew it." He said, grinning roguishly at her.

"That just makes us even." Sabrina said grinning smugly, "I saved your butt from the dragon and you saved me from the amulet."

Puck snorted, "Oh sure, it's not like I haven't saved your butt countless times before."

Sabrina glared at him, "I thought Red was supposed to be watching you."

Puck shrugged, "She let me out to come see you. Oh, yeah! Hey, Red! Come say hi to Sabrina!" Puck yelled.

After a few seconds, Red opened the door and walked in, smiling at Sabrina, "Hey . . .uh . . . I mean, Yo, Homie! What's up?" She said, pulling her hood over her head and making peace signs with her fingers.

Puck grinned at Sabrina, "I'm training her to be a gangster. It's a work in progress."

Sabrina laughed, "I'm sorry you have to spend your day with the Stinkpot." She said to the little girl, drowning out Puck's, "She should be honored! I'm royalty!"

Red laughed, "It's not that bad."

"Thanks for saving my family." Sabrina said, feeling her face start heat up. She was never good with apologies, "I'm sorry I didn't trust you before."

"That's okay. You had a good reason too, seeing what you went through the past two years." Red said, looking down at her toes, "and because of what I did to you and your family."

An awkward silence filled the room, then Sabrina decided to do something. Something she would have never even thought about doing just a few days ago.

"You know," Sabrina said, smiling encouragingly at the little girl, "now you're an honorary Grimm."

Red's eyes lifted to hers and her face brightened, "Really?"

Sabrina nodded her head.

"I'd run if I were you," Puck warned, "These people attract trouble like magnets."

"Most of which, may I remind you, comes from you!" Sabrina said.

Puck grinned, "Wow! That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me, Grimm!"

"Don't get used to it." Sabrina growled.

"Are you guys always like this?" Red asked.

"No, she's usually chasing me like the unintelligent cave-woman she is." Puck said ducking down in his chair to avoid the pillow Sabrina threw at him.

Red laughed, "I like your family!"

Sabrina raised an eyebrow at the little girl, "Don't you mean you like your family?"

Pure joy filled Red's eyes and she threw her arms around Sabrina's neck, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

Red let go of Sabrina and abruptly turned and hugged Puck before he could object.

"Bye . . . uh . . . I mean, peace out!" Red said before skipping out the door.

"Well, that was . . . "Puck started but Red popped her head back into the room.

"By the way, Daphne says you two have to kiss." She said and shut the door behind her.

"Ugh, ugh, ugh!" Puck said, sticking his tongue out, "I gag at the thought!"

"Shut up, stinkpot!" Sabrina growled.

Puck yawned and winked at her, his eyes slowly starting to close, "Looks like tough Sabrina isn't as hard-hearted as she acts."

Sabrina glared at the fairy and shook her fist at him, "Looks like Sabrina is about to give someone a knuckle-sandwich if he doesn't be quiet."

Puck chuckled and yawned one more time, "As . . .if . . . you could . . . hurt the . . . Trickster King." He mumbled as he started to fall asleep.

"Puck," Sabrina said softly, "Thanks for saving me."

"I'll just add it to your tab." Puck mumbled.

Sabrina watched him for a while, rocking back and forth in the rocking chair. For an annoying fairy he was pretty cute. When she was sure he was asleep, she leaned over until her face was inches away from his. She hesitated, her lips almost brushing his and then quickly changed her mind, kissing him on the forehead instead.

"Thanks." She whispered, snuggling down into the bed.

Just before she closed her eyes, she saw him smile.

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If you had been walking around Ferryport Landing at midnight and had decided to walk down a dirt road, you would have come across a house that resembled a doll house. The house stood in the middle of a blackened circle of earth, a reminder of the fire that had happened just a few days ago. If your eyesight was really good you would have seen a man standing in the shadows of the trees that surrounded the house. Every now and then you'd get a glimpse of his face. A rage twisted face with a scar on his jaw that was rivaled by a fresh looking scar that cut down from his right temple to the left side of his face. If you were brave and walked closer to the man you would have heard what he was saying.

"So, she survived," The man growled, fingering the fresh scar. Every time he 'died' a new scar would appear on his face. The result of a curse some crazy old witch had placed on him. Some people called him Scarface, but those people usually found themselves missing their tongue after a few seconds.

"But at least we can kill her ourselves." He said, looking down when a dog, as black as the night sky, growled.

"I know, the fairy's yours." The man said, casting one last hateful look at the doll house.

If you had continued to watch the man instead of running away, you would have seen the Bounty Hunter and Spike turn away, melting into the shadows as they started to plan their revenge.

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Two weeks later

"ELVIS! Stay still!" Sabrina said, struggling to hold the squirming Elvis while Daphne tried to put the shampoo on him. Elvis let out a whimper and slipped out of Sabrina's grip. The dog loved to get hosed down with water but he hated the dog shampoo.

"Elvis! Come back! We're going to make you smell pretty!" Daphne said, running after the dog.

Sabrina leaned back on her heels and wiped her hands on her jeans. They had been trying to give the dog a bath for an hour without any progress.

"You know," Sabrina said, glaring at the fairy who was lounging on a tree branch, "you could help."

Puck sneered at her, "But that would ruin my reputation."

Sabrina glared at him and then pointed the water hose at him.

"You wouldn't dare, Grimm!" Puck said, eying her warily.

Sabrina smiled, "Oh, but I would." She turned the hose on and sprayed the fairy out of the tree.

Puck landed on the ground and stood up, soaking wet, "You're going to pay for that, Grimm!" He yelled.

"It was high time you got a bath anyway!" Sabrina yelled back.

Red watched as they yelled at each other, her head moving back and forth like she was watching a tennis match, "Have you guys kissed yet?"

Puck acted like he was throwing up, "Gross! Just the thought of that is torture!"

Sabrina raised an eyebrow at him, "Oh, really?"

Puck looked at her suspiciously, "I don't like that look on your face, Grimm."

"And I didn't like being dumped in a vat of goo, so I think it's time we even the scores." Sabrina said walking towards Puck like a lioness stalks her prey.

"What are you going to do, Grimm?" Puck asked. Sabrina had to give him credit, he didn't move an inch, whether it was because he knew what she was going to do or because he thought that it would be bad for the Trickster King to run away from a girl.

"Torture you." Sabrina said and kissed him on the lips.

She could feel him tense up in shock and then kiss her back. Though they'd never admit it to each other, or to anyone, they both liked it.

Sabrina heard a gasp from behind her and they broke away from each other. Sabrina turned around and saw Daphne with an hysterically shocked expression on her face. The little girl was so shocked that she let Elvis, who she had been dragging back by the collar, go. Then she let out the loudest squeal in the world and out her palm into her mouth, jumping up and down.

Sabrina looked over and saw Puck's face as red as her's felt. He looked at her for a second, cocked his head to the side and grinned at her mischievously, "Your breath stinks."

Sabrina shook her fist at him, "You'd better run, fairy boy, before I beat you to a pulp!" she yelled as Puck sprinted away from her.

And it was during that moment, with her family safe, with the thought that there might be a way to wake her parents, and while she was chasing the annoying, yet cute, fairy and yelling death threats at him, that all her worries seemed to fly away.

To be continued. . . DUN DUN DUN!

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A/N- So that's the end of this story! I know, it's not great. I plan on doing a sequel but I need you guys' help with something. First I want to thank everybody for reviewing! I really appreciate it! It's nice to know that people don't think I stink! =D I would list names but you all know who you are!

So, I need your help with something. I could do the sequel next, as soon as I think of a summary thingy, or I could do this story. . .

Bittersweet Ending-

Summary- Spoilers for the seventh book! Don't read if you haven't read the book yet! Briar Rose's death shook the whole Grimm family but when a famous wizard offers them a way to bring her back to life will Uncle Jake risk everything to bring her back?

. . . and then write the sequel?

What do you guys think I should do?