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QOTD- If a rhino sees a _ then it _ (it is a fill in the blank question!)

POV SABRINA

After dry heaving for a good twenty minutes, I realized I had no appetite and skipped dinner entirely. Light headed, I come into the living room where Emma and Alison are watching one of the thousands of versions of Peter Pan.

I look at Puck who is sitting between the girls. His face is hard and he looks dead serious as the movie plays on. I must say I'm proud of him for holding in his rage. Also, I have to admit, I was the one who got the girls hooked on Peter Pan.

Whenever their father was on a business trip, I'd set them up with Peter Pan movies and books galore. It didn't take long for it to be their favorite everything.

One Halloween, the girls dressed up as Peter Pan and Tinkerbell and Puck had been gone for a few days before the holiday, so I set them up with their costumes and by the time they were ready for trick-or-treating, it was too late for Puck to stop them.

For all of the things he's done to me, I figure this is a small bit of payback I can have. It feels nice.

I settle down on the other couch and rest my feet on the coffee table. Before I know it, the movie ends and I'm sending the two yawning girls to their beds.

Puck and I stay up for an hour more, taking a break from our silly antics to talk about some serious happenings at the castle and in the court.

"I won the case today." I state.

"Oh, the one with the pumpkin? I'm not surprised. It was obvious that they didn't turn it into a cart. They didn't even have the right wand."

"But they did have connections, still, they were innocent. I'm just relieved that the other side didn't win. It was the same attorney that got Bluebeard out of trouble. You'd think that any sane person would try to incarcerate him just to keep him from killing other unsuspecting women, but he's just in this for the money."

"Well, that means you're even better than the best! By the way, everyone wants to hear another speech. I may or may not have said that you were writing one…"

"Puck, why would you do that? You know I don't have the time!" I say.

"But I got you a present. See? It all equals itself out!" He goes over to the corner of the room where a potted plant sits and pulls out a blue vase from behind it.

I can't say I'm overly happy, after all, it's a vase and I'm not so into that sort of home décor thing. Still, it's the thought that counts and Puck has few thoughts so it's pretty nice, especially compared to other things he's given me…

"Oh, it's pretty."

"Well I should hope so, it took them long enough to make it, but it's not a vase that is the present. It's what it's made of."

At this I recoil and try to decide if I should continue to be pleased.

He continues to speak, "I managed to gather enough broken shards of magic mirror to have a vase made. I had my people put a spell on it so the magic of it won't affect you. By the way, I had it made before the speech thing came up, so you're welcome."

I smile and feel my stomach turn over. I'm so glad it is something sentimental for once, but at the same time, I'm not sure if the nostalgia is pleasing or overwhelming.

Memories rush back to me and I cannot keep them from playing out. The feelings of betrayal and of despair hit me again, but then there are good memories too that almost drown out the bad and keep it more good than bad.

I take the vase from his hands and look at it. If I peer closely enough into the glass, I can still see the reflections of people from around the world, they're just tinted blue a bit.

Setting it down, I give Puck a kiss.

"Thank you, it's wonderful. Ugh, I'm so tired. I'm gonna go to bed."

"M'kay, I'll be there in a bit. I've just got a few more things I have to do. Night."

I go into the room and put on my pajamas. Not long after I get into bed do I drift into sleep. I have a nightmare. It's one that's been recurring. The Scarlet Hand comes back and kills my family. I'm always left alive which is the worst part, and no matter what I do, I can never save anyone and I can never die. It's my greatest fear in this scenario.

I wake up and Puck still hasn't come to bed. The clock reads midnight and I decide to check it out.

Walking into the living room, I see Puck sitting on the couch, his head is in his hands and he's breathing deeply. I'm deeply concerned by this and walk over to him.

When I put my hand on his shoulder he jumps and takes me hand forcefully, trying to compromise any movements I can make. Seeing it's me, he lets go and apologizes.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you still up?" I ask.

He sighs. "Moth escaped from her cell and no one knows how. They found a notebook in her room and they think she's going to come after you. I got the call just a minute ago and they've already sent guards this way. Emma and Alison will be safe; I put a spell on their rooms so Moth cannot get to them."

"What?!"

Despite his words, I try to run upstairs to check on my children. I get halfway up before I run into a barrier.

"Well at least we know it works now." I grumble.

"Sabrina, tomorrow morning, I want you and the girls to get out of here. I'm going to search for Moth, but I can't do that if you aren't safe."

"I'm not just going to up and leave because a tittering bug is buzzing around my head. I'll come with you and help you look too."

"Sabrina-"

"We'll take the girls to the castle with us and have them stay somewhere safe. Moth isn't that dangerous. She's just an obsessed psychopath and I'm best at handling those types."

"You'll come with me even if I say no won't you?"

I just give him a look.

He sighs in resignation and I smile triumphantly. He's afraid because he thinks she can hurt me, but she's weak, she doesn't know we're married and have a family, and she cannot hurt me, she's too much of a princess.