"I'll tell you what's going on!" The victim yelled, "This bitch is trying to pick-pocket me!"
At those words, Jack yelled and charged at him with closed fists, knocking the guy to the ground and Jill's hand was free. Jill was on Jack in an instant, not being the kind of person to save their own skin and not helping their partner in crime.
"Jack we've got to go!" Jill said as calmly as she could while shaking his shoulders, trying to get him to stop, but her efforts were fruitless. Jill did a little research and found out that every Fable that lives in Fabletown is listed within the records. She and Jack weren't listed yet, seeing as how they just moved here, but she didn't plan on getting listed anytime soon. Jack kept swinging punch after punch at the guy. He had muscles from working in the fields for years. This guy was different though.
On the 12th or 13th punch Jack swung at him, he caught Jack's hands and his own hands began to take shape. Jill had heard that trolls had lived in Fabletown, but never thought she would ever get to witness one un-glamoured. His hands were twice the size of Jack's and he was bright white. He grew taller than Jack. The troll threw Jack against a wall and the minuet Jack stood back up he punched him in the face. Jill knew that Jack's punches hurt, but a troll's punches had to leave huge bruises that wouldn't go away for at least 2-3 weeks. He then proceeded to kick Jack over to the bar. Jill was shocked.
"The bartender turned into a troll too!" Jill thought, baffled, "This really isn't a Mundies bar."
Finally the guy that just walked into the bar intervened the fight and seperated an angry and bruised Jack and the white troll.
"Stop! Ok?" The guy yelled. "I come in here for Woody," he gestured to the guy with the red beard, "And I get a fight about a pick-pocketer!" By the time he was finished talking, Jack and Jill were at the door about to leave when he blocked their way.
"Uh uh pick-pocketing is a crime too." He said. Before they moved here, Jill knew that there would be tougher and smarter guys than in Las Vegas. So Jill took it upon herself to go ahead and explain to Jack that if he wanted to keep up their gig than he was going to have to get stronger and smarter. Jack saw that Jill was right and trained every day. Sometimes he trained alone and sometimes he and Jill mastered what to do in certain situations, whether it was with a Mundie or a Fable.
Just then a really obese white guy with bags of fat on his face wearing a white shirt and black pants with what looked like black dress shoes showed up carrying a shotgun.
Jack shoved aside the guy, took a right, and sprinted down the street. Jill also took off past the stunned guy, but instead of going right as her brother had, she went left. That way if one of them was caught, the other could go into disguise and bail the other out before they were shipped off to The Farm. They swore to each other that they wouldn't name the other person to the police if caught. Whoever got to the rendezvous point first, waited 10 minuets then took a car and searched for the other. Later, if neither was caught they would meet up at a rendezvous point that they chose before they went to a bar and go to their apartment.
Before she took off, she saw that the guy that was stopping them was having a hard time deciding of who to chase. But luck wasn't on her side and he took off after Jill.
"Stop!" He yelled at her as he sprinted after her. Jill took a quick look behind her as she sprinted down the street and discovered that he was catching up to her.
"Damn! This guy is good at running. Now I'm sure he's an investigator," She thought. She and Jack constantly practiced scenarios were they had to run away or just jogs laps everywhere. As Jill was nearing the end of the street, she saw she could go straight or left. She went left and right running down different streets. Approaching her 5th street, she realized that she couldn't keep up the running for long. She saw an several alleys up ahead and pushed herself to make it to one of the alleyways before he rounded the corner.
She didn't stand a chance and was grabbed sharply from behind and shoved roughly against a brick wall, knocking any breath she had left out of her. He was holding her neck with his elbow, but not choking her. Jill knew from hearing that he wasn't out of breath, that he could probably kill her if he wanted to.
"What's your name?! Who's that guy you were with?!" He yelled. If he didn't have her in a position where he could choke her to death, Jill would've laughed. She wasn't about to give anything away to some investigator.
"Question is," Jill replied with an smile on her face, "What's your name? If you tell me your's I'll tell you mine." Jill knew that reply would probably get her in trouble and it did. For a second Jill could see that the investigator looked shocked, but quickly hid the surprise.
"I know your not a Mundy, I could smell that you and that guy were Fables the minuet I walked in The Trip Trap," He said with a growl and pressed harder against her neck, making it difficult for Jill to breath.
"And I'm the Sheriff of Fabletown. I'm The Wolf," He added with a hint of danger in his voice, attempting to scare Jill. Jill was scared. She forgot all about The Wolf until now. she tried to remember the name he had taken on.
"Come on. What was The Wolf's name?" She questioned herself in her thoughts, "Bilbo... Barkley... Bigsly... Big... Bigby!" She remembered now. The Wolf's name was Bigby Wolf. Jill giggled a little.
"Something funny?" The Wolf said, tightening his elbow even more.
"Yeah yeah," Jill said struggling to get oxygen, "I remembered your name is Bigby Wolf and your The Wolf. Thought your last name was kinda ironic." The Wolf loosened his hold on Jill a little just as a car pulled up and Jack rolled down the window.
Jill smiled at Jack, "If looks could kill," She thought. Jack was holding a tranquilizer gun meant for Fables that they kept in the glove compartment. Jack and Jill tested it out on themselves to make sure it worked. Each would take an hour to wake up. Jack shot The Wolf in the back just as he was turning to see what Jill was smiling at, then he was sleeping like a baby. Jill stepped over The Wolf, walked over to the car and got in the passengers seat.
"What took you so long?" Jill teased Jack.
"Shut up," Jack replied with a smile and they drove off to their apartment.