"WHAT IS HE DOING HERE!"  I yelled at Daphne causing her to cringe away from me and rub her ears.

  "Helping duh."  My glare was fierce enough to cause her to take a step away from me.  That meant something.  Daphne was usually pretty fearless.

   "Geez!  What's the big deal?  Puck is gravy!  You should be happy he's along.  This way you'll have someone to save you if anything goes wrong!"  I stalked toward her menacingly and whispered, "If you knew me at all you would know.  This isn't okay." 

   Daphne huffed and shifted in the direction that I was opposite of.  "Why not?  You love Puck!  You guys are Puckabrina!  You're forever.  Remember the future?"

   I screamed in frustration before shouting at the top of my lungs, "THAT FUTURE WILL NEVER COME TO PASS!  I AM NOT EVEN ON SPEAKING TERMS WITH THAT OBNOXIOUS FAIRY AT THE MOMENT!"  I stomped off a ways before turning and shouting some more,  "I'm never including you in anything like this again!  Your such a blabber mouth!  I asked you before hand not to invite him and you did anyway.  I feel like I can't trust you and that Daphne?  That's the biggest problem.  Not just that I have to deal with that jerk."

I climbed onto the shop ignoring Daphne's calls and plopped down angrily near the wheel. The girl I'd taken from the system had followed and was watching me silently.

"Do you love him?" She asked quietly. I turned towards her wiping away the tears that kept trying pour down.

"Who?" I asked pretending not know to whom she was referring.

"The fairy."

I sniffled. "Oh him? N... yeah. Yes. I do." My lack of denial was surprising to me. I guess I just didn't feel like pretending. Still. This girl was a stranger and I'm not so good about trusting people I've just met. There was something about this girl though... perhaps she just reminded me of a more mature Daphne. Or a more innocent version of myself.

"I think he loves you to." She said. It was a sweet sentiment but hardly believable.

"He just told me he hated me." I found myself saying out loud once again surprising myself.

"People say things they don't mean. It's their actions that define who they truly are. A psychopath could act as if he were the kindest most wonderful person in the whole world but his tendency to murder innocents would say otherwise." I nodded in agreement.

"He definitely hates me then. Puck takes every opportunity to tell me I'm ugly, weak, and stupid. I know those are things he says but... words sometimes cut deeper than knife ever could. His actions are usually pranks used to humiliate me which gives him some sort of sick pleasure. He thinks how angry I get is funny, instead of my anger being a reaction to hurt which... it sometimes is. This happened recently even and he apologized when he realized how badly he had upset me which I appreciated but..."

"He had already hurt you?" She finished for me. I nodded running a hand aggressively over my face.

"What your name anyway?" I asked eliciting a small smile from her.

"I'd prefer not to say."

"Why?" I asked in confusion.
 
  "Because it's horrible. I'd rather take on a new name in Neverland."

I laughed. "It can't be that bad! There's a fairy on board named Puck for goodness sakes! I certainly won't make fun."

She sighed. "My name is Margret. Margret Gertrude Bluebonnet. I don't like Maggie, I hate Marge, I might as well die if someone calls me Gert, Gertie, or Trudy, and I don't have the kind of last name where you can just go based off of that so... I need a new name."

"Margret isn't a bad name. It's actually kind of pretty." I tried with a smile. Margret grimaced.

"It's not the worst in the world but I don't like it. I just... don't. I can't understand why it's just one of those things." I nod my understanding while I try to think up a new name for her.

"What about... Evanna. That means a female fighter who is young and good."

She whispered the name a few times to herself testing it out. "Evanna." She said finally. "I like it." With that Margret- Evanna smiled.

"Your last name is still cute with that if it's something you want to keep." I suggested liking the sound of Evanna Bluebonnet. Evanna bobbed her head up and down in agreement.

"What about my middle name though? Do you think anyone will ask?"

I shrugged. "Depends on how long you stay in Neverland I would guess. How often you converse with the other lost children and Pete- Pan." I corrected before calling him Peter as I always did.

"Pete?" She questioned evoking a laugh from me.

"Peter. I normally call him Peter but he's requested that if I wish to call him something other than Peter Pan that I would refer to him as Pan because that better suits his image. Too many people in the world are named Peter. None other than he are named Pan." Evanna nodded.

"We've been nodding a lot. Perhaps we're turning into bobble heads." I joked making Evanna laugh loudly enough for Peter to come over. At least I thought that's why he came over.

"Sorry if we're bothering you Pan it's just-"

"We are not keeping Puck onboard this ship nor that woman who claims to know you." He interrupted pointing to an ugly pencil of a woman. Ms. Smirt.

I stood and walked toward her slowly. Puck had shifted in front of Daphne protectively and was now shouting me furtive glances. Normally I would think that perhaps he was worried and then dismiss the thought. This time the thought never came. Just that he hated me.

"Sab- Grimm." Puck said. "Don't get to close to the hideous twig. It was difficult but she somehow managed to be more repulsive than you! You don't want to catch whatever deformity she has."

"Okay that was just rude." I said turning to him. "She is ugly but I'd hardly call the woman deformed and isn't that a little insulting to all the actually deformed people?"

"Would it be insulting to all of the other ugly people in the world if I said it took all of them combined to make this horrendous thing."

I sighed and shook my head then jumped realizing that Ms. Smirt has moved closer to me with a mean look in her eye.

Puck was suddenly standing beside me clutching one of Daphne's hands. Shockingly he reached for mine. I hesitated then touched my fingertips lightly to his just as I was wrenched forward and locked into a bony embrace. Of sorts.

"Ms. Smirt I'm warning you." I said in a low tone. "If you don't let me go within the next five seconds. I'm going to introduce you to pain you didn't even realize you were capable of feeling. One."

"Two." Puck said and I smiled slightly remembering when he'd asked me what comes after one.

"Three." Daphne said trying to sound menacing but hardly succeeding.

"Four." Puck said making a move toward us. He knows four! I wasn't sure that he would...

I cautioned him with my eyes suddenly feeling something hard and cold pressing into my back. "No Puck." I whispered right before he shouted, "Five!"

He spun on his heel turning into a massive grisly just as Ms. Smirt moved the gun to my head.

Now I whimpered feeling genuine fear as the bear morphed back into Puck as quickly as Puck has turned into the bear. "No." He whispered. "Please!" His voice was still low but there was a thick coating of desperation in it as well.

I knew then that despite what he said and the way he acted that he had lied when he said he hated me. If he truly hated me there wouldn't be such panic behind his eyes when faced with something he can't save me from. A gun pressed against my temple.

I closed my eyes as the safty clicked out of place. Tears formed in my errors and before I knew it I was crying. I'd been plenty scared before but now? This was true terror. Death was to close. It was staring me in the face and I couldn't bare to stare back. I wasn't ready yet. There were so many things I wanted to do. Places I wanted to see. People I needed to kiss!

Whoa! Who thought that last one? There wasn't a specific person I wanted to kiss before I died. That would be a weird and a kind of inappropriate thing to have on your mind right before you pass on to the next life.

"I don't hate you." I whispered my voice just barely audible. "I love you too much to hate you."

    Puck's lower lip trembled and there were tears in his eyes. "I lo-"

"Well I hate both of you and I'm going to take care of that problem right now. First with Sally then with Diane. Can't forget the shapeshifting elf either."

Suddenly the gun flew out of Ms. Smirt's hands and we both looked up to find Peter holding the gun just out of Ms. Smirts reach.

"Get her Sabrina." He said simply firing all of the shots into the sky and then tossing the gun. I promptly flipped Ms. Smirt over my shoulder and began kicking her until she curled up in a ball.

Instead my kicks getting softer as I grew wearier they got harder. I kicked hard enough to hurt my own foot until crying the whole time until Puck pulled me back. I flipped him to and resumed my kicking.

He grabbed me again and this time no matter how I twisted his grip would release and he wouldn't flip no matter how hard I tried to get him to. Then I saw that Ms. Smirt wasn't moving.

"Is she..." I couldn't bring myself to finish that sentence. I didn't want to be a murderer but I feared letting her live would come back to haunt me.

"No." Puck responded and I had a combination of relief and disappointment.

I was glad to find that the relief was the stronger of the two emotions. I leaned into Puck grateful to have him there even if he still wasn't forgiven.

Huh. I guess Puck from the future was right about one thing. I never got over the basketball prank despite it being one of his least lasting pranks yet.

Maybe Daphne and I didn't prevent everything from that future from happening. Not that I would ever tell her that.

Maybe Puck and I will get married someday. Maybe. Just maybe.

All right! So this chapter was longer than originally planned. Not counting the authors note it is 1,809 words long so- if you read my story and like it- Your welcome! Those of you who are Puckabrina for life comment to let me know! I hope you like the plot and and the new character that belongs to ME unlike the rest of the Sisters Grimm characters who are Michael Buckley's Evanna!!! I'm kind of excited about her character even though she'll be playing a minor role in the story. UNTIL NEXT UPDATE MY FELLOW SISTERS GRIMM OBSESSERS!