AN: Emma, Mary-Margaret and Regina all believe in the fairy-tale/real world alter ego thing. Also Regina and Emma are together, and Henry knows.
Emma woke up on the couch. Her hands and feet were tied and she had a gag in her mouth. She sat up slowly not fully sure what her surroundings held and saw the teacup on the floor. It was the one she had drunk from before she passed out; the one that had held the spiked tea. Emma used her hands that were tied behind her back to take a pillow and throw it on top of the cup. She stepped on the pillow which broke the cup into tiny little shards. She brought herself to the floor and picked up a piece of broken teacup and cut the rope that was binding her wrists. Emma quickly untied her mouth and feet from the bondage that she had been put in and silently looked around the room before she got up.
She discovered a telescope by the window that was pointing towards the police station. This man was stalking her. She continued on to the door and opened it as stealthily as possible. The man was sharpening scissors in the room across the hall and she did not want to see what he was planning to do with them. Emma walked into the hallway as quiet as a ghost and closed the door behind her. She continued down the hall to the room next to her and opened the door as noiselessly has possible and was horrified by what she saw. She found Mary-Margaret bound and gagged to a chair in a similar way that she had been. Both women were surprised to see the other and Mary-Margret began thrashing. Emma quickly pulled off the rope that had been used to gag the other woman and began removing the rest of the rope.
"What are you doing here?" Mary-Margaret whispered in an anxious tone.
"I was about to ask you the same thing," Emma replied trying to lighten the mood as best she could.
"I was walking in the woods," she began shakily; "he came up to me and then kidnapped me. I was knocked out and I woke up here."
Emma motioned for Mary-Margaret to follow her. She opened the door and before they were a few steps into the hall way they heard the loading of a gun. Both women stopped in their tracks like a deer in the headlights.
"You are to tie her back up. Now!" He demanded.
Emma tried to object, but she found herself leading Mary-Margaret back to the room.
"I'm sorry," Emma whispered as she re-tied a crying Mary-Margaret.
AN: More to come. :)