[This fanfiction takes place after season 1 of The Wolf Among Us. If you haven't finished season 1, finish the game first to avoid spoilers. Thank you~!]

Trouble

They call us Mundies...

Creatures of the Mundane World...

Rarely does a Mundy ever cross over into Fabletown territory.

You could say I'm one of a kind.

It was another full day of paperwork, complaining Fables, and migraines. Bigby was getting ready to lock up for the night and head back to his apartment. He was... until his office phone rang. He had a staring contest with the ringing contraption. His brain was pounding into the back of his skull. He rubbed his tired eyes and placed his hand on the phone, telling himself to just let it ring. Taking a deep breath, he picked up the receiver and held it to his ear, "Yeah?"

"Bigby," the hushed voice of Holly sounded in his ears. She sounded like she was trying to be quiet, "look I know it's late, but I've got some guys down here making trouble. I was hoping you could persuade them to leave."

Bigby leaned against his desk, massaging his forehead. He knew it had to be bad or Holly wouldn't call. She was an independent person. It wasn't like her to ask for help, "I'll be right there." he told her, before hanging up. He hoisted himself away from the desk and started for the door, locking up behind him. If things went well he could take care of this and be well on his way back home.

With the Pudding 'n Pie without an owner, Holly had taken the space and revamped it with the compensation she had received for her sister's death. It was the new Trip Trap. The venue was much bigger, which gave room for more pool tables, a couple dart boards, and a few round tables against a wall for people to sit. There was the usual large counter where people could sit on stools and converse with Holly. The stripper pole had been removed, but the stage remained. They used it for Karaoke Fridays now. Hans was without a job, so he started working as Holly's bouncer, but of course, he was off tonight.

Bigby strolled in and down the hallway to hang a left into the bar. Bigby caught a whiff of something the moment he walked in. A scent he had never smelled before. It was fragrant; which was a strange scent to be coming out of a joint like the Trip Trap. That's when he spotted her. A young girl who was probably in her twenties sat in the corner at a table be herself.

She was a Mundy.

"What did you say, asshole!?" growled a clearly intoxicated Fable.

"You got a lot of nerve trying to hustle me at pool!" this man was gripping a pool stick like it was his life line.

Great. Just fucking great. A Mundy decides to cross over the threshold and hang out in a bar with a bunch of idiots.

"You're accusing me of cheating, dwarf?" snarled the one who had been in fact cheating.

"Hey!" barked the wolf, silencing them instantly, "Get out of here. The owner wants you to leave."

"No way, Sheriff!" growled the one who had been doped, "Not until he gives me my money back!"

The girl's interest perked at the word sheriff. She was eying Bigby. Her eyes were glistening with green irises and a gold ring around her pupils. She had long, strawberry blonde hair that crashed like waves down her back.

"Now is really not the time for this." Bigby grunted through his teeth. He wanted these two to come to their senses. A Mundy was among them.

The dwarf noticed the woman was making Bigby uneasy. He stumbled his way over to her and grinned, "Hey beautiful," he grabbed her jaw, despite being somewhat shorter than her, "you like what you see?" the smell of alcohol was so prominent on his breath she scrunched her nose.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" snapped Bigby, coming toward the dwarf. Was he an idiot? "Leave her out of th-!" he was cut off by the other man who used the opportunity when his back was turned to crack Bigby in the back with his pool stick. It snapped in half against the wolf's back, but it hurt no less. Bigby shook off the wolf urging him on the inside to be released. His eyes flashed gold only for a moment.

He flipped over on his back to brace for another attack when suddenly he saw the dwarf fly over him and smack into his assailant. The young Mundy woman was now on her feet, coming toward the two trouble makers. Before they could react she placed her hands on pool tables that stood on either side of her and hoisted her legs up to kick them back against the wall. The force caused her to flip backwards and land on her feet. She didn't wait. Charging forward, she took a couple steps across the top of one of the tables and then swung her leg again to knock them to the ground.

Bigby slowly rose to his feet. Was this real? He stole a glance from Holly who was staring dumbfounded at the situation before her.

"You stupid bitch!" growled the bigger man, staggering to get to his feet.

The girl grabbed a glass off of the nearby table and crushed it into his skull before throwing him aside and coming toward the little one who had been sexually harassing her before. She slammed him into the wall beside his partner and held him there. Her eyes were glowing with a furious light. That's when she felt it. A huge looming shadow fell over her body. She turned around to see the man she had cast aside before was now a giant ogre. He pulled her up off of the ground by her throat and began to crush her wind pipe.

Without thinking, Bigby's instincts took over and he was on the ogre's back, his arm snaked around his throat, putting him in a chokehold to let her go. She couldn't handle that sort of pressure! He would kill her! His plan worked. He tossed the girl into one of the round tables she had been at before and effortlessly peeled the wolf off of his back and threw him against the wall where the dart boards hung.

Bigby's claws started to surface. This was really starting to become a pain in the ass. The Trip Trap was a magnet for irritating fuckers with no respect. His first instinct was to find the girl. She was already standing again. She had a head wound, because Bigby could smell her blood. He watched as she turned the table on its side and gave it a swift kick, pining the ogre against the wall. She came racing toward the beast again, delivering a crackling punch that burst against his Adam's apple like the sound of a cannon.

The green giant collapsed on the ground, trying to breath. She stood over him. Her eyes flickered from glowing to back to their original state. She eyed Holly before turning to face Bigby. She started to walk toward him, but paused to look over her shoulder. She was assuring herself the monster was not coming back for more, "Do what you're told. Get out of here." she said lowly. Once the ogre could retain his glamoured state once more he turned tail and ran. The dwarf wasn't too far behind him. Her eyes fell on Bigby once more. She extended her hand to help him to his feet. His human features had returned by now.

He was in shock. Complete and utter awe. What the hell was going on?

Blood trickled down the side of the girl's face. She closed her eye so it wouldn't seep down into it.

Holly swallowed, unsure if what she just watched was real. A Mundy single-handedly took down a dwarf and ogre all alone.

Bigby reached for a cigarette in his pocket and lit the end with his Zippo lighter, "Got a wash cloth?" he questioned Holly. She nodded. He came toward the bar, "Wet it for me, will ya?"

A few moments later Bigby was sitting across a table in silence as the Mundy girl held the cold, wet, wash cloth to her forehead. She had cleaned the streak of blood off of her face. They were in a grid-lock of a staring contest. Neither knew what to say or how to think.

"Chelsea," she told him.

"What?" he asked.

"My name... it's Chelsea." she nodded.

"How's your head?" Bigby wondered, scratching at his scruff.

"I'm a little dizzy, but I'll survive." she confirmed.

He took a long drag off of his cigarette and flicked an ash on the floor. The smoke seeped out of his partly open lips. He was trying to figure her out, but he couldn't. How did she have such strength? How was she able to toss around an ogre like he was a dwarf? Why did her eyes glow?

"You're... you're one of them too, right?" she asked, finally breaking the silence that seemed to be suffocating the whole room.

"Not exactly," it wasn't a lie. He definitely wasn't a dwarf or an ogre.

She cocked an eyebrow at him, "So I saw something I wasn't supposed to see huh?" she asked, expectantly.

Bigby's bushy eyebrows raised at her perceptiveness, but he remained silent. He was fixated on those eyes of hers. They drew one in. They were lovely. She wasn't the least bit afraid; of him or the situation.

"What do you do with people people like me?" she questioned.

Bigby put the cigarette out on the table and leaned back in his seat, "This doesn't happen very often." he wasn't sure how to answer her. They'd probably be forced to use a memory wiping spell on her. He didn't want to, but Snow was deputy mayor and the boss while Cole was away. This was going to be a pain in the ass.

"Well, since trouble seems to be drawn to you like a magnet... I was hoping you could help me." she laced her fingers on the table and leaned forward.

"Are you in trouble?" he replied, mirroring her posture and leaning in curiously.

The girl's eyes darted to Holly who couldn't help, but eavesdrop. Quickly she turned away and went into the back room to give them some privacy, "You're thinking... you've never seen something like this before. A human with powers like this... I'm assuming you guys refer to it as magic?" she licked her full lips and continued, "A couple years back before I moved to New York I was walking to my car in a parking lot one night when I was attacked. This fire ignited inside me. I punched that guy so hard in the jaw it shattered it." she stared off into space, like she was revisiting that moment, "He had a burn mark across his face... that was the first time it happened." She held her hand, palm up to show him. A light flared out of it, waltzing around her hand enchantingly and then flaring up when she clenched it into a fist.

Instantly the energy dispersed and she let her hand drop to the table, "Can you help me? Figure out what caused this to happen to me?"

His gaze drifted back and forth between hers, "You were seeking me out intentionally... weren't you?"

She tilted her head. A smirk tried to conceal itself on her face, "It's like I said... where you go, trouble is sure to follow."

She must have been scoping out Fabletown for a while. He couldn't exactly blame her. If something tore her from normalcy such as this, anyone would want some answers. He just wasn't sure he could give those answers to her. Even if Snow agreed to let him investigate, they'd surely have to wipe her memories after, "I can't promise you the answers you get are the ones you'll want."

"Anything is better than not knowing." she sighed. She watched as he put another cigarette to his lips. She took note of the brand on his cigarette box. Her eyebrow twitched with discovery. Her green eyes locked with his amber ones, "I'm already in this... so can you tell me your name?"

The sheriff let out a deep breath, smoke coming from his nostrils. Was it wise to tell her? She seemed to already know a lot more than she let on. He licked the inside of his cheek before replying, "Bigby."

"Bigby," she said his name. It was like poetry when she said it, "Sheriff?"

He gave her a nod of confirmation.

She looked down at her lap. Sitting back in her chair a sadness seemed to appear on her face, "Am I... going to get you into trouble?"

The corner of his lip twitched upward with slight amusement, "Probably..." he stood up from his chair, "but she'll get over it. She always does." he was referring to Snow, "Unfortunately with what you've seen tonight, I can't let you return to wherever you call home... so you'll have to come with me."

Chelsea stood up and started following him out of the bar. Bigby paused to call out to Holly, "Holly!" Holly poked her head out of the door of the back room, "Send a damage report over to the business office." he left her with those words and started out the door with his latest case in tow.

It wasn't long before they approached The Woodland Luxury Apartment building.

Bigby decided the only way to keep a watchful eye on the Mundy girl was to keep her with him. That meant sharing his very small apartment with her. He unlocked the door and pushed it open, allowing her entry. She took a quick look around, but didn't say a word. Her eyes went from the single armchair near the back, to the television, and traveled to the table with a couple of chairs. She took note of all the cigarette butts inside an ashtray on the table. He smoked like a chimney, "Luxury?" she asked him with a tilt of her head.

He shook his head, "Don't always believe what you read."

"About time you got home." said a voice. A pig came strutting out of the kitchen as if he owned the place. He seemed to freeze up the moment he laid eyes on Chelsea.

Chelsea stared at him in shock. A talking pig?

"I knew it was only a matter of time before you showed up, Colin." Bigby muttered, making his way across the room.

"Woah, woah... you're taking in Mundies now?" Colin pestered, following after the wolf.

"Mundy? Is that some sort of derogatory term?" Chelsea questioned, staying put.

"She's different, Colin." Bigby defended, taking a seat in his armchair. He could tell by the glint in the swine's eyes he was not letting this one go.

The pig was giving him an expecting look, "Look Bigby, I know a man has... needs... but... a Mundy?"

Bigby rolled his eyes, "It's not like that alright? It's... a long story. One I don't want to get into right now."

Chelsea pulled out a chair from the table and took a seat. Her eyes went back to the ashtray on the table. The memory of the Huff n' Puff cigarette box was still fresh in her mind. Now there was a pig in his apartment. Her eyebrows furrowed as she tried to figure this out. They passed what she only could assume was his office on the way here. The door said...

Wolf

Bigby Wolf... Big B. Wolf...

Slowly she turned her gaze to the man across the room. He was human. She felt like the least ordinary being in the room. Bigby felt her eyes on him and opened his sleepy ones to meet her gaze. Her expression softened, "So... you're all fable characters... like the ones in the books."

"She already knows too much, Bigby." Colin huffed. He made his way over to the girl to get a better look at her, "Least she's a cute one."

Chelsea wasn't sure whether to pet him or swat him, "Colin, right? Were you one of the three pigs?"

"Smart too..." Colin remarked, turning his big head back to Bigby who was nodding off, "I thought you only liked cold, distant types."

"So," she had to ask, "you're the Big Bad Wolf then?"

Colin wasn't sure how Bigby would react to that, but he couldn't help himself from commenting, "Big and Bad... don't give him an ego sweetheart."

Bigby lifted his head with a sigh. He gave the girl a once over, "You don't seem scared."

"I'm not." she shook her head, "If you wanted to kill me, you'd have done it by now."

Bigby rubbed his eyes and slowly took to his feet once more. He came toward her and looked down into her eyes. She was as calm as could be. She really wasn't afraid. He scratched at his scruff and let out a sigh, "Look, I'm just going to give you a heads up... everyone here is from a story or tale you were told as a kid."

"You're being quite generous with secret information don't you think? What are you going to do? Use some sort of memory wiping spell on the girl?" Colin asked. If Bigby didn't have a filter, Colin's was caked with sarcasm and blunt truth.

Chelsea could sense Bigby was growing more and more tense. The pig was irritating him badly. Holding out her hand to the pig, she ignited it, showing him why she was here. Colin's eyes grew at the sight of it.

"What... the fuck?" the pig asked flatly.

"That's why she's here." Bigby told him. He walked passed the girl and opened one of the two doors that remained closed at all times. It was a bedroom that looked like it had remained untouched, "You can sleep in here if you want. We'll get this figured out tomorrow once the business office opens. Bufkin might have some idea as to what's going on."

Chelsea met his side by the doorway. Bigby turned and wandered back over to his armchair. She stared at him thoughtfully for a bit before saying, "Thanks Bigby." and left the door open about a quarter of the way and went inside. She fell back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling like she was searching for answers. Hearing the door creak a bit, she lifted her head to see Colin wander in. He was still very curious about this girl. Plus he was a talker. It would be interesting to speak to a Mundy. He never had before, "Does he always sleep like that?" she asked the pig, still half surprised she was holding a conversation with one.

"I've never been in here before. So that should answer your question." Colin told her, laying against the wall on the floor.

A memory wiping spell... Did they have the power to do that? It didn't take long for her to slip into unconsciousness. Her dreams were deep and disjointed. She saw flashes of a lake, being submerged in water, and not being able to breathe. It was a strange feeling. Like the same one gets when they have that dream they're falling through nothingness.

Author's Notes: I've been on a serious Wolf Among Us/Fables/Bigby kick lately... so I did this mostly for fun. I'd like to see where this goes in my free time. It will eventually have more characters from the Fables comic series. We shall see where this goes. Thanks for reading!