A Way Out

True to Regina's words, Deli's possession took a lot out of Killian; he fell asleep around eleven thirty that morning, and didn't wake up again until the next day.

Emma stayed by his side throughout and when he finally opened his eyes, it was to find her beside him, snuggled against his chest.

He smiled sleepily at her. "Hello love."

She grinned back and brought a hand up to lay against his cheek.

Gently nipping her fingers, Killian asked, "How long have I been sleeping?"

Emma checked her watch. "Since eleven thirty yesterday morning. It's now seven thirty."

Killian glanced out the window, which was filled with early morning light. He'd been sound asleep for the past twenty hours straight.

"I guess Regina was right, Deli's possession did take a lot out of me," he admitted. Still wearing his clothes from the day before, he got out of bed and changed.

Finished, he turned to help her off the bed. "So what's next?"

Emma hugged him tight. "We have to find a way into the Frozen Lands," she said. "I would ask Gold, but we all know how that might go."

Killian agreed; he'd had enough of the crocodile too. "What about the fairies?" He asked, looking down at her. "Think they would know a way in?"

Emma looked up at him. "They might; let's go see them."

They left Granny's and made their way to the large rectory behind Storybrooke's church, where the fairies lived.

The Mother Superior, also known as Blue, met them at the door. When she saw Killian, she tensed.

Considering he'd been the one to suck her and her sisters into the magic hat, Emma couldn't blame her.

"Yes?" She asked stiffly, after a tense moment.

Killian explained yet again what was going on. When he finished, Blue was looking pensive.

"Do you have any beans left?" Emma asked. "Anything that could help us?"

There was something in the fairy's expression that she couldn't place. She had something in mind; Emma just hoped that whatever the Mother Superior had planned, it didn't backfire on them.

Blue stepped away from the door and beckoned them inside. Watching Killian closely, she said, "Come with me."

They followed her through the main hall; at the end of it, near a large staircase, stood another door. Like the front door, it was made of heavy wood. It also had intricate carvings.

Blue turned to Emma. "Can you read this?"

Emma studied the carvings. Much like an optical illusion, it took her a moment to see their pattern. Once she did, they seemed to glow and shift.

"It says only the Gifted may enter."

Blue nodded. "You'll need to stay here," she said to Killian.

Considering the look she gave him, it seemed he didn't mind.

The fairy opened the door and led Emma inside.

Blue closed the door and flicked on a light. Emma blinked and was confronted with a large stone room; she blinked again, certain her eyes were playing tricks. After a moment, she realized they weren't, and to her delight . . .

The walls were covered with magic beans!

"How did this happen?"

Blue sighed. "Every time someone needs a bean, I keep saying it's the last one. In truth, we've secretly been maintaining that old field Regina destroyed a few years ago. The beans rejuvenated from the fire, much like some plants."

Emma stared at the harvested beans, stored in large jars. "If it was known you had these . . ."

Blue gave her a small, funny smirk, purposely not mentioning the memory charm that had been spelled into the bean room's door. "Why do you think the room's shielded?" She reached for the nearest jar and took out a single bean.

Handing it to Emma, she led the Saviour back out to the hall.

"Emma love, you ok?" Killian asked. She had an odd look on her face.

"Yeah . . ." She glanced at the tiny bean held tight in her fist, and as Blue led them back to the front door, she vaguely wondered where exactly she'd gotten it from.