Somehow, Robin didn't feel very brave carrying a wand in her hand. A car drove by on the road as Robin walked. She was walking down the main street of Storybrooke, looking at the wand. It was made of two pieces that must have been glued together, the rough bark sticking out in her head. Robin had expected a wand that was like Harry Potter's, something cool looking. This wand looked like a piece of scrap bark that ended up in the camp fire's at Neal's cottage in the summer.
Throwing the wand into her backpack, Robin looked at the time on her phone. It was almost ten o'clock, why wasn't she home yet? Something about what Mr. Gold had been telling her was bugging Robyn. Scratch that. Everything was bugging Robin. She was in a strange town with her best friend, walking down the main street at night with nothing but an old stick to protect her.
Stopping in front of Mr. Gold's Pawn Shop, Robin looked at her reflection in the mirror. Would she be able to find her parents here? Would they want to be found? As Robin stared at her reflection, she noticed the swan on her token. She didn't even know if the necklace really belonged to her.
"It's a bit cold to be wandering around outside, Robin." Robin noticed someone behind her in the window. Turning around, Robin looked at Mayor Fiona. The mayor was eying Robin's backpack, and Robin could swear she felt something move inside it.
"It still feels like late summer." Robin answered back, not moving away from the window. She didn't feel like moving any closer to the mayor. Something felt wrong. It was different from when she had first met the mayor a few days ago.
The mayor gave Robin a smile, but it didn't seem genuine. The mayor had a forced demeanor, as if she was trying to remain patient. Robin wondered how long it would take before her patience would disappear.
"I can give you a ride home, Robin." Fiona offered. "I don't want to leave a young girl alone at night."
Robin started to feel uncomfortable. She remembered what Wyatt and Janice had been teaching her about safety, since her guardians hadn't bothered to brush Robin up on the subject. Wyatt and Janice had warned Robin not to go into someone's vehicle that she didn't trust. Robin had no reason to trust Fiona. The mayor hadn't made it obvious that she could be trusted, and all Robin had to do was ask how Henry felt about his adoptive mother to get a firm answer.
"That's alright, mayor Fiona." Robin dismissed, now starting to walk down the street.
"I'll be home soon. Goodnight." Robin wondered if she should have turned away from the mayor. Wyatt and Janice had warned Robin of something else along those lines, which were probably that she shouldn't turn away too quickly. In the midst of the moment Robin had forgot.
Robin could hear the mayor sigh and suddenly felt herself lifted off her feet. She fell onto her back and was looking up at the night sky. The moon was a crescent shape that evening, bright in the sky. Fiona stepped forward and knelt above Robin.
"Trust me dearie, I insist."