I grunted and opened my eyes. I glared at the bright light shining in my eyes. God damn it. I sat up and ran a hand through my hair. I looked down at my stomach as it growled.
"Time to get some breakfast. There must be a coffee shop in this town." I said. I got dressed, washed up and went out. When I found a shop I ordered some coffee and a muffin. When I was done with eating I walked down the street to go meet up with Bigby and Snow. I stopped when I passed an abandoned street. There was growling and a dark shape running behind a dumpster. I slowly stalked up to the dumpster. While walking I took my gun out of my waistband and clicked the safety off.
I stopped walking for a second and then with a swift move I was facing the place behind the dumpster with my gun pointing towards the wall. I frowned as I found nothing there but dirt. I put my gun back in my waistband and turn back around only to be surprised by a dog looking at me.
"Damn, you surprised me." I said with a light chuckle. I looked at the dog and it gave me big puppy eyes. "Don't do that." I said with a frown. The dog looked like a husky crossed with another kind of dog that I couldn't see. "I'm not taking you home. I don't even know if I can keep a dog in the apartment." I said. I looked in the husky's eyes and found myself staring. The eyes remembered me of Gabriel. My dead best friend. I shook my head and started walking away.
"You're good." I said and the dog barked and followed me.
"Don't. I don't want a dog with an ego." The dog grunted and walked by me.
Bigby's POV (Just for a sec)
I looked at the mirror and hesitated before asking him.
"Show me Emma." The mirror looked at me for a while until he showed me her. She was looking down at a dog walking next to her. The dog looked up at her and Emma looked away with a shake of her head. The funny thing was that the dog copied her movement.
"Something is not right." The mirror said.
"What?"
"For some reason I can find Emma by other names." I frowned and looked at Emma's face. She had a light smirk on her face. Her forest green eyes straight ahead and chin up. Just by looking at her I knew she was a strong and pride woman. I couldn't help but smile at the picture of her and the dog next to her, talking. She was talking to the dog and the dog answered her. Not understanding each other but just reacting to each other.
"I see you have some feelings for this woman." The face of the mirror appeared again with a smirk.
"Shut up." I snapped.
Original POV
I looked at the front of the apartment and back down at the dog.
"Alright, be quiet. If they hear you they'll take you away." I said, the dog answering with a bark. I shook my head and started walking. When I opened the door I checked if the guy behind the desk was still asleep. Luckily he was. I sneaked in with the dog behind me. I looked over my shoulder to find the husky low on the ground, sneaking up to where I was. I turned back around with a shake of my head. This dog is strange. We sneaked into the elevator and I let out a breath in relief when the doors closed.
"You know you make me think of my best friend. You know, I should give you a name. Are you a boy or a girl?" I blinked once when the dog barked when I said 'girl'. "W-what you're a girl?" The dog put a paw on my leg for a second and pulled it away again.
"Okay…how do you even understand me?" I said and she tilted her head to the side like she was questioning what I said. "What do you think about the name Abbie?" She quietly barked and licked my hand. A light smile found itself place on my face. "Of course I see my dead male best friend in a female dog." The elevator door opened and Abbie and I ran to my room. I opened the door and we ran in. I closed the door and sighed. I chuckled when Abbie ran around in the room. I looked up at the clock and grunted.
"Damn I'm late." I opened the door but stopped when I heard whining. I turned to look at Abbie who was sitting behind me with a questioning look. I eyed her for a second before pointing at her.
"Stay." I ran out the door and closed it. I ran to the Office and said sorry to the people that were waiting and glaring at me. I opened the door and went to walk in when my body connected to a brick wall. I closed my eyes, waiting to hit the ground but 2 large hands grabbed at my waist. I opened my eyes and met the face of Bigby Wolf.
"Hey." He said with a smirk.
"Hi." I said back with a shy smile. He put me back up right and let go of my waist. I mentally frowned at the loss of his hands and the heat they gave me. "Sorry I'm late. I got…distracted."
"It's alright." He said.
"So, you know who the girl is?" I asked him.
"Yes, her name is Faith. We were about to go talk to her husband, Lawrence." I looked over his shoulder at Snow and smiled at her. She smiled back and gave me a little wave.
"Alright, let's hit the road." I said and we all walked out. "Isn't that Crane dude coming with us?"
"No, he's having a massage." Bigby said.
"Wow, wow, wait!" I stopped walking and Bigby and Snow looked at me questioningly. "This guy is having a massage while he knows that a girl was beheaded on his doorsteps?" I asked while crossing my arms over my chest.
"Yes, he's not…the most understanding guy." Snow said. I rolled my eyes and walked further.
"Idjit." I muttered.
"Did Toad say who was there? Was it the Woodsman?" I frowned again at these weird names.
"I don't know. It's possible. Whoever it was, it didn't seem like Toad was happy to see 'em." Bigby answered Snow.
"Well, Maybe Pr- Lawrence can wait." Snow suggested.
"You didn't see him…he…could use some help too." I ignored the two and their weird conversation.
"Well, where to first." Snow asked. Bigby pushed open the gates and we walked through it. Bigby hesitated before starting to walk.
"We need to tell him about his wife. He deserves to know." I looked down in pain. I know how it feels to lose someone close to you. I've lost a lot of people. Some twice or more.
"You're right. And Toad's a tough…guy." Snow said as she glanced at me. "He can probably handle himself for a few hours."
"He'll have to." Bigby said.
"Your town has really crazy names." They looked at me as I said this. "Seriously, is it some kind of family thing?"
"Yeah...you could call it that." I nodded as Snow said this. I take that answer for now but I did note her hesitation. The both of 'em seemed to hide something. And I sure would figure it out later. A while later when it was morning we arrived at Lawrence place.
"I don't want to stay here any longer than we have to, so let's just pick an approach and stick to it, okay." Snow suggested. Well, that's a bummer. I'm more of a…shoot first and ask questions later kind of girl. "Just…humour me." Snow said as she noticed Bigby's and my looks we gave her.
"We're here to question Lawrence and bump him up on the suspect list or cross him off entirely." Bigby said.
"You know what?" I looked back at the building before looking at the two. "You guys choose an approach…I'll just go in and ask him questions." I started walking towards the place when Snow's voice stopped me.
"Wait, Emma! Don't you need a plan?" She asked.
"I have a plan!" I said with a smirk. "Act first, ask questions later. Stick to that and everything will be fine." I said and stepped up to the door. I was surprised to find Bigby right behind me. I looked at him questioningly.
"You're not the only one with that motto." He said with a small smile. I smiled back and turned back to the door. Bigby tried to open the door but it didn't work. "Lawrence, you in there?" Bigby harshly knocked on the door but still no answer.
"Here, let me." I took out a hairpin I always carried around. I bent down to pick the locket.
"I don't think that's going to-"
"Got it!" they both looked surprised as the door opened. I looked at them with a sheepish smile. "Part of the job." We walked in and were met with an awful dead smell. Oh that's not good.
"Oh God…we're too late." Snow said as she walked in front of Lawrence who was seated in the chair, obviously dead. "That makes two fa- people dead…" I glanced at her in suspicion. Really what the hell is with the slip ups? "We need to figure out what the hell is going on here…Who would do this to them?" Snow said, obviously shaken by the dead guy.
"I don't know, Snow." Bigby said in sadness. I turned and went to the window. No sulphur, no demon. I searched for any cold spots but didn't find any. So far, this didn't look like anything supernatural. I looked down and found a blade. But not any kind of blade.
"I recognize this." I said and bent down to look at the blade.
"What do you mean?" Bigby said. I glanced at him and hesitated before taking out the Archangel blade from my jacket. I felt Bigby and Snow stiffen when I pulled it out. I held it next to the blade and looked closely at the signatures.
"Well It's not a blade like this one but maybe…" I put my Archangel blade away and took the Angel blade from my boot. I held it next to it and it was a perfect match.
"Damn…" I whispered. "It's the same as mine…Only a few can get a blade like this."
"How did you get those blades?" Bigby asked.
"The one in my boot is from a friend. The other one…was from my best friend. He gave it to me when he died by his brother's hands. He gave it to me so his brother wouldn't get it." I said and looked down sadly.
"Shit, I'm sorry." Bigby said while scratching the back of his neck.
"It's okay." I said as I put my blade back in my shoe.
"I just don't understand… Why would someone want to kill him?" Snow asked. While looking further we found some sleeping pill, blood on his hand that was already dry and a note on the bed.
"Son of a…" Bigby said as he looked at the note. "It's stuck to the bed a little. My dearest Faith, I never meant to hurt you, and I cannot endure knowing that I have. This was for the best. I'll see you again. Love, your devoted Lawrence."
"I should know his face. There are so few of us…I should know his face." Snow said as she leaned closer to Lawrence. Snow gasped as Lawrence, who was supposed to be dead, took a deep breath, coughed and fell to the ground.
"Son of a bitch!" I said, surprised that he was even alive.
"Oh my God. Bigby, he's alive." Snow said as she knelt down next to him.
"What-what are you doing here." Lawrence said as Bigby turned him on his back.
"Let's get you back up." Bigby said while putting Lawrence back in his chair.
"Careful Bigby." I said as Lawrence grunted.
"What are you doing here?" Lawrence asked again. "What's going on?" I think we should be asking you that sir.
"We found you here, in your chair, with what we thought was a fatal injury. We should call Swineheart, have him take a look at you." Snow said.
"It is a fatal injury." I said sadly.
"Wait a second on that, Snow." Bigby snapped. He turned back to Lawrence. "You know who I am?"
"Yes."
"Good. I have a few questions." Bigby said. I looked at him horrified. This guy is dying and he wants to ask questions? Maybe it is a fatal injury but if the guy was still breathing we could still save him.
"Why? Wh-what's this about?"
"Bigby! This guy is dying! Snow, call an ambulance or Swineheart or whoever can help this guy." I ordered.
"Shut up, Emma." I looked at him wide eyed as he glared down at me. My surprised look went away as I turned emotionless.
"Fine, you know what. Screw you." I said and walked over to the wall and leaned on it.
"What happened?" Bigby asked Lawrence.
"I don't know…I…Shit. I…shot myself…in the heart…thought I'd be dead by now…Hurts like fuckin' hell." The guy said. I shook my head at this. Something is going on here. This guy is really supposed to be dead. Or…maybe he's not human.
"Your heart's actually a little more to the centre. You probably hit a lung." If he hit a lung Bigby than he would be drowning in his own blood.
"Great." Lawrence grunted. "At least…that's how I think it happened. Things are a little fuzzy…thought it was a bad dream." Lawrence said. I closed my eyes and when I opened them I silently gasped. The girl with black hair looked familiar. This was a reaper.
"Hello, Lexy." She said. I looked away from Tessa. Yeah that's her name, Tessa. Even reapers have names.
"Why did you do it, Lawrence?" Snow said. I looked up at Tessa and shook my head. She can't take him away yet. Not yet.
"Fine. But I won't wait as long as I did with you, Dean and Sam." She said and in a blink of an eye she was gone. Or at least hidden. I don't know how it happened or why but I can see reapers.
"I did it because I was ashamed. I…couldn't live with myself knowing I had done that to her." Lawrence grunted.
"Suicide," I glanced at Tessa who was standing next to me. "That's actually the most kind of dead people I reap."
"I did what I could to keep her away." Lawrence said. I looked at the picture with the girl and Lawrence in it, smiling with no care in the world. "But she still worries about me. She came by, makes sure I'm okay. I'm a fuckin' burden, I'm useless… I don't want her to have to worry about me anymore. She's better off without me…without me being here to drag her down. She deserves that. She's been through a lot. I just wish I could've done better by her… She's always been there for me."
"He'll go to a better place, Lexy." Tessa said as she laid a hand on my shoulder.
"With her?" I whispered. Tessa looked away with pain in her eyes. Tessa was actually the only reaper that cared enough to tell me about things like this. Other reapers were mostly asses.
"Go away. Just fucking go away" I looked away from Tessa to see Lawrence crying.
"I'm sorry to inform you…that…your wife has been killed." Bigby said with regret. Lawrence looked shocked, pained, and sad. For some reason I was happy he didn't know about the deal making demons.
"No…no, no, no, no…" Lawrence sobbed. "I knew this would happen."
"It's almost time, Lexy." Tessa said. I glared at her and she glared back.
"I'm sorry…I am…but I'm gonna need you to help me find whoever did this. So you need to try and remember anything that could possibly help us." Bigby said.
"…Fuckin' Georgie." Lawrence cursed while shaking his head and closing his eyes.
"Lawrence, I uh…" Bigby was interrupted by a knocking on the door. I stood back up and turned to look at the door.
"Do you…" Snow asked. Bigby shook his head and looked back at Lawrence.
"Are you expecting anyone?" Bigby asked. Lawrence shook his head no. I looked at them with a glare.
"Stay there." I took my gun from my belt and clicked the safety off.
"No. Wait." Snow said. I stopped walking and heard the familiar sound of someone picking a lock. "We need to know why whoever's out there is breaking in. I need your help." Snow said. I shook my head and held my gun up, ready to shoot anyone dangerous.
"What do I do?" Lawrence said.
"Just play dead." Snow said. I looked back at them before looking at Tessa who shrugged at me.
"What?" Lawrence looked shocked at Snow.
"Trust me. You can't move in your condition anyway, so just stay still. The second we figure out what they're here for, Bigby and Emma will arrest them." Snow said. Bigby went to stand next to me and we both looked at the door.
"We gotta be fast. That door is almost open." I whispered to him.
"Think about your wife." Snow said. That's kind of a low blow there Snow. I looked back to see Lawrence nodding. The three of went in the closet and hid. I put my gun away and took out my angel blade. I never liked shooting that much. I used my blade a lot more.
"I don't know who that is." Bigby whispered. I pushed myself next to him to see who he was referring to. Some short fat guy was standing in front of Lawrence. "Just stay quiet Lawrence."
"Bigby, he has a gun!" My eyes widened as Lawrence put a gun to his head.
"Shit!" I whispered harshly. Bigby opened the door and tried to get through it. I grumbled and slid to a small opening between his leg and the other closed door. I started running after the intruder with my blade in my right hand.
"Hey! Stop!" I turned my head to see Bigby running behind me.
"Leave me alone." The fat guy yelled. Bigby was faster than me and ran passed me. The fat guy closed a door and Bigby just ran against it, slamming the door open. I ran in just a second after Bigby ran in. We went up the stairs, dodging a table tumbling down. The guy kept throwing things as we chased him on the stairs. The guy slammed to my amazement a couch over in our way. Bigby tilted it up and I went under it running after the guy. Bigby caught up with me in a few seconds. We came up to 21 rooms and decided to go in the one left to us. The guy tried to get through the window but was too fat. Bigby took his right leg while I took his left. We started pulling and Bigby got a kick in the face and was pushed back. I kicked too and tumbled down on Bigby.
"Shit! Sorry!" I said. Bigby grumbled and we both stood up. We went through the window and chased the guy again. The guy had jumped over to another balcony. Bigby tried to do the same but the railing of the balcony he jumped to gave away and Bigby fell down to the Balcony underneath it. I jumped down next to Bigby and helped him up. We went through the closest window to us and started running again. We ran and to my amazement again, Bigby jumped out the window. I didn't think and just jumped out too. I landed next to Bigby in a dumpster. The guy already standing outside the dumpster.
"Hey!" The guy started running again but Bigby tackled him. I crawled out the dumpster with a grunt and stood next to Bigby.
"Ease up Bigby…we're on the same side here." The fat guy said. I breathed in and h-out heavily. Next to me Bigby put his hands on his knees, breathing heavily like me.
"You…son of a bitch…made us…run after you…" Bigby looked up and started pacing. "Why…did you run?" Bigby asked while coughing a little.
"What?" The guy said.
"What, you deaf or something? Why did you run?" I snapped.
"Fuck man, because you two chased after me. The fuck was I supposed to do?" the guy said and stood up. Bigby got up to him with me just a few feet behind. "You're lookin' for the Woodsman, right? My employer is looking to ask him a few questions, too."
"Who are you exactly?" Bigby asked.
"I'm Dee, and I'm a private investigator. There's a business card in my shirt pocket. You can see for yourself." I glared at him, Dee.
"Dee? You serious?" I rolled my eyes at this. Anyway I wasn't going to believe that stupid business card. I make fake FBI cards. I know when something is fake. Bigby however just took it out and looked at it.
"This is for a sandwich shop." Bigby said.
"Really? Huh. Must've run out." Dee said with a smirk, knowing we couldn't really do anything.
"Who hired you?" I ask.
"I can't tell you that, pretty lady. It's confidential. Sorry. I'm sure you understand." He said while eyeing me. I looked at him disgusted and put my arms over my chest.
"Nope." I looked at Bigby who sounded slightly angrier than before. "Can't say that I do. Come on. You're coming with us."
"This…could've been easy." Dee shrugged.
"Oh, don't worry. It still is." Bigby said. "Come on."
"Dum." Dee said.
"Dumb? Yeah, it is. Look, it'd be much easier for you to-"
"No, I'm Dee…" He looked past us to something. "He's Dum." I turned around only to feel a sharp pain in my head and fall to the ground.
"Emma!" I saw Bigby being hit too and fall to the ground next to me before my vision went black.
