AN~ Theme song this section: Crush by David Archuleta, then Let Me Be Myself by Three Doors Down.

The months continued to pass, and not much changed, other than Jason and Goldie's relationship. Goldie was becoming steadily more controlling, and Jason was almost fed up, and had a mind to tell her so... sometimes. Other times he didn't want to upset the status quo.

The only other new thing that happened was that the orphans all seemed to be pairing up. Only two of them were still single, Cody and Rob. Cody said he was waiting for the right someone to come along, and Rob was just too wrapped up in really living for the first time to notice girls. But he did notice every time Cody stared at Goldi, and he teased him about it mercilessly.

Cody put up with it surprisingly well, just saying that he was pretty sure that Goldi would be single again very soon.

It turned out he was right.

Things came to a head with Jason and Goldi almost a year after they had gotten together, when Goldi was trying to tell Jason what to wear to the upcoming Valentine's Day fundraising dance at Chris's center.

"Goldi," Jason said shortly, putting down the collection of hangers Goldi had just foisted on him.

Goldi stopped talking abruptly, hearing a tone in his voice that she'd never heard before. "Yes?"

"Just shut up for a minute, would you?"

"Jason!" Goldi gasped. "I've never heard you tell me that in all the time we've been together! That was rude!"

"I know," Jason said. "I was hoping it would get your attention, and you would listen to me for once."

Goldi opened her mouth, realized what Jason was saying, and snapped it shut again without saying anything.

"Exactly," Jason said with satisfaction. "You've been controlling this relationship for months. It shouldn't be like that. I understand that you have OCD, and you feel the need to have a certain amount of control, but you can't tell me how to do everything. I have a brain, too, and I'm perfectly capable of doing things like picking out my own clothes, for example. This needs to stop. Now."

Goldi sighed. "Jason, are you sure you aren't overreacting? I mean, I can be a bit- assertive, but I'm not that bad!"

"Yes you are," Jason said. "And if you don't at least make an effort to change, starting today, then it's over."

Goldi glared at him. "I think maybe you need to change! Either take me the way I am, or leave!"

"All right then," Jason said. "Get out of my house."

Goldi gaped at him. "What?"

"You heard me," Jason said. "Get out. Now. It's over."

Goldi stormed out of the house, muttering to herself the whole way. Jason watched her go, waiting until her car was out of sight to drop his glare and sigh, the fight dropping out of him as fast as it had risen. What had he done? He'd just screwed up his first relationship ever that had lasted longer than a month. With another sigh, he picked up his cell phone and pressed one.

A few mile's away, Daphne phone began to ring.

"Hi Jason, what's up?" Daphne said, answering it.

"I just broke up with Goldi. Can you come over? I need someone to talk to."

"Sure," Daphne said, blinking at the speed of his blurted words. "I'll be there in five minutes." She hung up and headed for her car.

When Daphne showed up at Jason's house fifteen minutes later, he went out to meet her, smiling tightly.

"Hey," he said.

She grinned back at him. "Hi."

He led her inside, and she followed behind him, trying hard not to skip her way into the house.

"What's gotten into you?" Jason asked, shaking his head. "You're even happier than you usually are."

Daphne shrugged, still smiling. "It's a wonderful day. I solved a case, the sun's shining, Sabrina's coming home in a few months, my jerk of an ex just got dumped by the girl he broke up with me for, I think he's going to jail, and I got to punch him in the face, all in one morning."

"That does sound like a good day," Jason said dryly. "I take it he was the culprit?"

Daphne nodded, sitting down and trying to sober herself up. "But I'm here to talk about you. What happened?"

Jason shrugged, joining her on the couch. "She was trying to tell me how to dress, and... I guess it was the last straw. I told her change or get out, she said she didn't need to change, and I kicked her out."

"I passed her on the way here," Daphne said. "Cody was comforting her. So if you're feeling guilty, don't be. They'll be together within a year."

Jason stared at her for a minute. "But he's so much younger than she is!"

Daphne shrugged. "She's an Everafter. What's age to her?"

Jason laughed a little. "I guess you're right."

"So do you need comfort, or someone to say you deserve better?" Daphne asked.

"Just someone to talk to," Jason said. "I mean, I knew we were never going to be together forever, and I think she knew it, too, but we kind of used each other, you know? We were helping each other move on, and then there was some security in having someone else to turn to."

Daphne smiled a little sadly. "So you're not going to pine after her for ages like you did my sister?"

"No," Jason said emphatically.

"Oh, that reminds me," Daphne said, snapping her fingers and sitting up straighter. "Remember a few months ago when you said that you'd set me up with someone?"

"Yeah..." Jason said.

"Well, you never did that," Daphne said, mentally slapping herself. Did she want to be unhappy? Apparently.

"I know," Jason said. "That was about when Goldie decided she didn't want me hanging out with my friends, and I had to sneak out to see them. Sorry, but I was kind of busy just relaxing."

"It's all right." Daphne said. Then she did a double take. "Wait. She was keeping you from seeing your friends? Why on earth did you wait this long to break up with her?"

Jason shrugged. "I was practicing my ability to deal."

Daphne shook her head in exasperation. "You're ridiculous. But she can't do that to you anymore, so I guess it's all right. I'm just glad you finally realized how bad she was for you."

"What about Cody? You don't seem too worried about him." Jason pointed out.

Daphne shrugged. "He's very stubborn. They'll be good for each other. And that leaves one single person in the whole town that I care about... besides you."

"Poor Rob," Jason said.

Daphne smiled a little. "I don't think her cares. I asked him a while ago, and he told me he was catching up on all the childhood he missed in the orphanage, and was pretty sure that girls had cooties. I think he's fine."

Jason grinned. "Now if your sister would just come home, pretty much all of us would have our happy ending all set up."

"Except us," Daphne said. "And if your blind date works out, it'll just be you."

Jason sighed. "I can deal. There has to be someone out there for me."

Daphne looked sidelong at him. "Maybe you're just not looking hard enough."

She left after that, leaving Jason puzzling over her last sentence.

AN~ Theme song this section: When I Grow Up by The Pussy Cat Dolls

Three weeks after their confusing conversation, Daphne was finally going on her blind date. Jason should have been happy that he was finally keeping his promise to her, but for some reason, he wasn't.

In fact, when he saw Daphne with Frank, who had been one of his closest friends for over a year, he was downright angry. He wanted to punch something.

He watched the two of them drive off, glaring at the receding car, then sat down on the front porch with a sigh.

After a few minutes, Red joined him, leaning against the porch railing and looking out at the snow. "A little cold to be out, isn't it?"

Jason shrugged. He hadn't noticed the cold, maybe because he was burning inside.

"Why haven't you gone in?" Red asked.

Jason shrugged again. "Didn't feel like it, I guess."

They were silent for a while, then Red spoke up again. "Daphne on her date?"

Jason nodded.

"Who's she out with?"

"Frank," Jason said shortly.

"Frank," Red repeated. "I've met him, right?" She answered her own question before Jason could speak up. "Yeah, he's a nice guy. He and Daphne should get along well."

Jason grunted irritably.

"But you don't want them to, do you?" Red asked conversationally.

Jason grunted again.

"Well?" Red asked, looking at Jason sharply.

"No," Jason replied, not looking at her.

"Why not?" Red asked.

"Because... because... I don't know!" Jason said exasperatedly. "I just don't, all right? And I shouldn't be upset, because I set them up, and I want Daphne to be happy, but..."

Red smiled a little. "Daphne felt the same way when you and Goldi got together. She waited for you for months. I'm surprised. Normally she moves on a lot faster than that. But she stuck with you. I just hope you're not too late."

Jason grunted. Then his eyes flashed up to Red. "Wait. What do you mean, 'too late'?"

"Too late to tell Daphne how you feel about her, of course." Red said. "You are going to tell her how you feel when she gets back, aren't you?"

"Uhh..." Jason said. "I wasn't aware that I was feeling anything other than friendship."

Red laughed. "Please. You're pitching a hissy fit because she went on one date, the two of you are pretty much best friends, and you just told me you want her to be happy. You'd think you were the teenager, not me. It's obvious you love her. Or at least like her. A lot."

"Huh," Jason said, mulling this over in his head. "I guess you're right."

Red smiled wryly. "You and Daphne, both the same. You understand other people's feelings perfectly, but have no idea what to do with yourselves."

Jason smiled a little. Then he sobered, remembering something else Red had said. "Do you really think I might be too late?"

Red shrugged. "You did take over a year to figure out that you two were meant for each other. Sabrina was sure you'd be together six months ago."

"She what?" Jason asked incredulously.

"She set you two up," Red said. "She told me so."

"Since when does Sabrina set people up?" Jason asked.

Red giggled. "Since a year and a half ago. Weird, right?" She lost the smile. "I don't really think you are too late, but if she likes this Frank character..."

"Well, I guess we'll find out soon," Jason said, looking at the driveway. "She's coming back now." He hadn't realized they'd been talking for so long.

The two watched as Daphne got out of the car, waving and smiling at Frank as he drove away, their eyes following her as she walked up to the porch.

"Hey," Red said brightly. "How was your date?"

Daphne shrugged. "All right. Frank and I've met before. We had fun, saw a nice movie, but I don't think there'll be a follow-up. We'll stay just friends."

Red gave Jason a smile, then patted Daphne on the shoulder. "Well, I'll see you later, Basil wants me to teach him how to cook."

Daphne laughed. "Good luck."

"Thanks," Red smiled, opening the door into the house. "Glad you had a nice time."

"Thanks," Daphne called after Red as the door banged shut behind her.

"So..." Jason said awkwardly. "Did you have a good time? Did I pick a good guy? Or do you never want me to find you a blind date again?"

"Yes, yes, and yes," Daphne said.

Jason blinked. "...What?"

"Yes, I had a good time, yes, he's a very nice boy, and yes, I never want you to pick me a blind date again, but probably not for the reason you think."

"What is the reason, then?" Jason asked.

Daphne shrugged. "I told you, I'm interested in someone else, and this date showed me that I'm not going to move on if I go out with someone else."

"Unlike me," Jason said softly.

"I didn't mean that!" Daphne said quickly. "It's just..."

"I get it," Jason smiled. "I needed to move on. You don't."

"How do you know?" Daphne asked.

"Because I found out who you like," Jason said, "And I can assure you that he likes you back."

Daphne did a double take. "Wait- what? Who told you? And really?"

"Red told me. She pretty much beat it into my thick skull that I feel the same way about you. It was kind of funny."

Daphne stared at him, a smile creeping slowly up her face. "You mean it?"

Jason nodded. Daphne threw her arms around him, her grin threatening to split her face. Jason staggered back a little, wrapping his own arms around her. They stayed that way for a long time, just holding each other.

After a while, Syll peeked out the door. "Guys?" she asked. "While it's great you're finally together and all, it's getting kind of late, and Red sent me in to tell you that Basil wants you to taste test their cookies."

Daphne and Jason smiled at each other, then walked into the house together, holding hands.

AN~ Theme song this section: Train Wreck by Demi Lovato.

Sabrina and Puck were on their way home at last. After two long years of being away, they and their newly purchased car were only a few miles away from Ferryport Landing.

Sabrina sighed happily. "It'll be nice to be back."

Puck glanced over at her, then back at the road. "You miss it?"

She nodded. "Yeah. I mean, it was an amazing trip, and I wouldn't have missed it for the world, but- Ferryport Landing is where I belong."

Puck grinned. "Funny, last time I checked, you wanted out."

Sabrina smiled. "I've been fighting who I am for nineteen years, I think it's about time I give up. This trip helped me see that."

"You love being a detective. You know you do," Puck said.

"Aside from the whole mortal peril thing, yeah, it's great," Sabrina said. "Besides, my whole family and all of my friends are in that town."

Puck shook his head. "I can't believe it took you this long to realize this was where you belonged."

Sabrina shrugged. "I'm a very stubborn person."

"You're also a crazy, weird, annoying, mess," Puck said.

"Same to you," Sabrina said mildly. "And I mean that in the nicest way possible."

Puck laughed. "Who says opposites attract?"

Sabrina looked out the window, then grabbed Puck's arm excitedly. "We're almost home!"

"Hey, do they know we bought a car?" Puck asked.

"I thought you told them!" Sabrina said, laughing.

Puck snickered. "Well, I guess it'll be nice to have more than one car."

"Remember the jalopy?" Sabrina asked.

"The one we killed?" Puck replied reminiscently.

Sabrina smirked. "That was the best thing we ever did. It was a public service, an awesome prank, a great sneak..."

"And Daphne got the car that she wanted," Puck added. "Which was good because I had no money to get her a present."

Sabrina laughed. "Neither did I. Can you believe that my dad thought it was a punishment for us that Daphne got the car and neither of us did?"

Puck snickered. "No. That was a good acting job that we both did, too. Not that I mind having a car now. It's good for rainy days and long trips."

Sabrina started to reply, but she changed the subject abruptly when she saw the house. "We're home!" she screeched.

"Ow," Puck complained. "I know you missed the place, but can you try and contain yourself until we're someplace that you won't burst my eardrum?"

"Sorry," Sabrina replied sheepishly. "But I'm just so excited!"

"So am I," Puck grinned. "I'm just being quieter about it than you are."

He parked the car, and followed after Sabrina, who was rapidly scrambling up the walkway towards her waiting family. Daphne met her halfway, followed by a slightly less exuberant rest of the family, all of whom plugged their ears as Sabrina and Daphne screamed in excitement.

"I missed you so much!" they said at the same time.

A long round of hugs and greetings were exchanged before Veronica shooed everybody away.

"Go on!" she said to Basil, who refused to move, "They're both exhausted, and you'll see them for the rest of your life! You can pepper them with questions about Pakistan tonight."

"Tonight?" Sabrina asked blearily.

"Yeah, at the welcome home party," Basil said.

"Oh boy," Puck muttered. "If there's going to be a party, I definitely need a nap."

Sabrina nodded, and the two headed off for their bedroom. Unfortunately, they didn't get much rest at first, because Basil kept coming in, claiming he'd left something behind. Red finally had to come distract him so that Sabrina and Puck didn't explode.

After their nap, they went to dinner, and the party. All the Everafters wanted to hear about the wonders of the outside world, the orphans were just as excited about other countries, and the Grimms themselves mostly just wanted to catch up with their family.

Finally, after the party was over, Sabrina and Daphne were in the kitchen, washing a huge pile of dishes.

Sabrina shook her head. "You'd think that using recyclable stuff would mean less dishes!"

Daphne smiled wryly. "But Granny had to cook, too, and you can't cook with a paper plate."

Sabrina nodded. "Unless you've got a microwave. Do we even own a microwave?"

"Yeah," Daphne said. "Granny broke down last year."

"So how've you been?" Sabrina asked after a brief pause, thinking how awkward this was. She'd never been this uncomfortable with Daphne before.

"I'm good, how are you?" Daphne asked formally.

"Exhausted," Sabrina replied. "And how's Jason?"

"Amazing, as usual," Daphne said. "I still can't believe you set us up! You don't set people up, that's my job!"

Sabrina laughed. "But you needed someone to set you up. You were doing an awful job of that for yourself. All those guys you went out with were awful jerks."

Daphne smiled a little. "They were, weren't they? But nobody would tell me that but you. I missed having someone who would talk straight to me."

Sabrina smiled back. "Well don't worry, I'm not leaving again anytime soon. I'm finally home."