Slight edit, felt like I was missing something so I tried to make the last part more 'tender' I guess?

Snow still couldn't decide whether letting Bigby leave was a good idea. Rationally she knew that what he suggested was probably for the best. Probably being the operative word. But she still wanted to talk it out and couldn't help but feel their conversation was a little one sided. She just sat there shell shocked while he let everything out and wouldn't let her get a word in. She tightened her hands into fists at her frustration at him.

Damn him. Did he have to be so melodramatic all the time? To be fair, she hasn't exactly remained calm or composed over the past week but hell, better late than never. She'd have to speak to him later she decided, just to say her piece.

And that was what exactly?

…she wasn't exactly sure, she realised. That she wasn't disgusted by him? That she didn't want him to become all reclusive? That though she was disappointed by his deception (however unintentional), she knew it hadn't been withheld with malice in his heart?

That maybe she felt something as well?

That stray thought surprised her. Did she feel something for him? Of course she was always fond of Bigby – he had a reputation for getting the job done and she respected that. He always seemed to respect her, even when she was just an assistant to Crane. But maybe what drew Snow most of all to Bigby was that underneath that Wolfish exterior, his violent temperament and his gruff personality was his surprisingly soft heart. He was very protective of those he cared about. She remembered his relief at seeing her alive when he had found Lily's head.

But was it love? In truth she didn't know. Love wasn't exactly something she had experienced for a long time. After she had found Charming in bed with her sister Rose, she decided that love was merely another avenue to get you hurt. Maybe she was being foolish, after all Bigby was nothing like Charming.

Boy was that the understatement of the century.

She shook her head. This was ridiculous. They were just colleagues and now she was asking herself whether she loved him? They had never gone to dinner or gone dancing; hell they hadn't even gotten a coffee together!

They were supposed to be friends yet they hadn't even gotten a coffee? Not once?

She had been busy, she tried to reason. Yet that didn't seem to convince her.

Her musing was cut short by Greenleaf clearing her throat.

"Sorry Aunty Greenleaf, I've just had a lot to deal with lately." She returned to her all business demeanour.

Greenleaf just seemed amused as she stood there, in front of the desk with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Its fine, I was just worried that if you held that face any longer it'd get stuck like that."

"Like what?"

"Scrunched up like a pug."

She felt her cheeks blush with embarrassment.

"Right of course."

"Something bothering you?" She asked coyly.

Snow seemed to consider for a second.

"Just had a talk with the Sheriff over a matter that's popped up over the past few days."

"Oh really."

"Yes really." Her eyebrows furrowed.

"Anything in particular bothering you?"

"Does it matter?" She really didn't want to discuss this with Greenleaf.

"No, I guess not." She shook her head. "Just thought it might have something to do with that spell he seemed so keen on getting his paws on."

"So what if it does?"

"Well you should be happy to know that you won't have to worry about it anymore."

Snow cocked her head. "How so?"

"That spell I cooked up was permanent."

She tensed up at that. "Permanent?"

"Yep. One gulp of that and goodbye problem."

She tightened her fists so hard she was close to drawing blood from her palms.

"Wouldn't – wouldn't a temporary spell be more prudent?" She couldn't help her panic from reaching her voice.

Greenleaf seemed to consider this. "I guess, but it seemed more efficient to just snip it out completely. Means he isn't constantly bothering me about it."

Well that would be best right? Just completely remove the issue. No more him smelling her wherever he was, and she could have her total privacy back. No more him bothering her with this. No more Bigby.

When he took that spell would he lose or all his affection for her? That's what she wanted right? What she always tried to push for?

Just her by herself. Alone. Like always.

Alone. Alone. Alone. Alone. Alone.

She bit her lip as she trembled slightly, not really caring anymore that someone could see her. She didn't want this she decided. She didn't know if she loved him, but that didn't really matter anymore. He cared about her, and she knew she cared about him. That would have to do for now.

Unless he takes that damn spell. Damn him!

"Well?" Snow was snapped from her thoughts.

"Well what?"

"Well go after him." Greenleaf gestured grandly towards the door.

She stood up and hesitated for a split second looking from Greenleaf to the door.

"Go!"

That was all the motivation she needed to bolt out of the office.

Greenleaf chuckled to herself as she walked out.

Bigby stood in front of his dinner table in his own dingy apartment. He beheld the small vial he had set out on the table. Kneeling he looked at it at eye level, as though it were some concoction he suspected to be poison.

Guess in a way it was.

Then again he never liked magic. But this in particular… It meant putting aside everything that he had held onto for the past three hundred years. It meant giving up on Snow. Then again he wasn't sure he had gotten any closer to her in all that time.

If it wasn't going to happen then, it's not going to happen now.

It's for the best he decided. If he couldn't be happy with Snow, then at least Snow would be happy without him. Even with all the determination he had, it failed to completely convince him of that.

Loud knocking rocked him from his thoughts. He knew that smell…

Was that…?

"Bigby!"

It was her. But what was she doing here?

Bracing himself he rushed to the door and opened, revealing Snow panting slightly, a panicked expression on her face even while she had that cute little strand of hair that always poked out. He could smell fear and panic off her, but as to why he didn't know. That was always the flipside of his ability to pick up her scent – he could tell what she was feeling, just not necessarily why. It annoyed him to no end.

He finally found his voice. "Snow is something wrong?" Please let their not be another head in front of the woodlands.

"No, I just needed to see you. Can I come in?" She said so rather hurriedly.

He felt himself relax at that. "Yeah, of course, come in." He stepped aside and she walked inside.

He closed the door after her taking a second to mentally prepare himself before turning to face her. She stood in front of him, holding the vial in her hand, eyeing it incredulously.

"Is this it?" She asked with a small voice.

"The spell? Yeah."

She gave a sigh of relief before smiling slightly. "Good." She brushed past him, confusing him to know end, and before he knew it stood in the kitchen. Before he could stop her, she had uncorked the vial and poured its contents down the sink.

"Snow what the hell!?" He cried out, reaching out to stop her but stopping just short when he realised it was already done.

Ok, now he we was truly confused. His jaw hung open and his brows furrowed so much they practically met.

"Why?" He asked meekly.

"We need to talk about the other night." She said matter-of-factly.

"But we already did." He responded dumbfounded.

"No, you talked about it. I hardly got a word in."

He clamped his jaw shut. She was right, he didn't really let her speak, but wasn't this what they both wanted?

"But-"

"Bigby! Please just let me speak." He kept his mouth shut after that.

She strode past him and he followed, leaving them both back in the living area her facing the wall, him facing her back.

"There were some things I needed to say."

She turned to face him, her eyes boring into his and his scowl quickly left his face.

"What happened the other night, well it sucked pretty much. I was accusing you of hating me and you just – broke apart, I guess. It scared the hell out of me seeing you like that. It freaked me out when you told me about, how you could always... smell me."

He felt another pang of pain in his heart.

"Snow, I'm sorry-"

"What did I say about interrupting me?"

His hung his head lamely and nodded slightly.

"I get it though."

He shot his head up at her. What?

"You couldn't help it, and you didn't want to scare me. But I wouldn't have hated you for it if you told me."

She closed her eyes briefly while taking a deep breath.

She… wouldn't have hated me?

"After that night at the Pudin' 'n' Pie, when you were lying there dying…" Her eyes glistened with tears.

She stepped towards him.

"That scared me way more."

His heart softened at that confession.

"I couldn't think of a world without Bigby Wolf in it where I would ever be happy."

She took his hands into hers and as their skin touched one another, his heart went into overdrive.

Wait did he hear that right? His heart thumped audibly in his chest, his excitement and hope growing.

She broke eye contact with him now and just looked down at their hands. He couldn't help but run a thumb over the back of each hand, marveling at how silky smooth they were. Skin as white as snow.

"I don't know what I feel Bigby." She quivered and he had to resist the urge to run his palm over her cheek in reassurance, to let her know he was there. "It's been years since I've ever gotten close to anyone, I made damn sure of that. I tried to keep everyone at arm's length, hell I haven't spoken to my sister in a long time."

"Except you somehow snuck in there." She gave a short breath which could've been mistaken for a laugh.

"It didn't matter what I did, how cold I was to you, you just took it in stride. You were always there the next day, a grin on your face asking me how I was."

"You never left me." She said so with finality, like she had finally realised something.

He let those words sink in for a while, his eyes growing wider as he heard all that she said. He had never left her, but he was never sure that that was how she saw it, rather that he was merely showing the proper respect and commitment to his office. But of course that wasn't the real reason he had stayed and now it seemed Snow knew that too.

"I don't know if it's love but..."

Love? Was this really happening? If he was asleep, please do not wake him, he mused.

Did she feel something for him?

She looked up at him, with those baby blue eyes and her innocent expression was swiftly replaced with one of mischief.

"So maybe if a certain dashing wolf were to ask me to get a coffee with him or to maybe go to lunch, or dinner…" She trailed her suggestion off very coyly and her eyes just screamed mischief.

Her scent was doing much to alleviate his excitement either…

What could he do but just nod his head dumbly, after finally closing his gaping maw with an audible gulp.

She leaned up to his face and ever so slowly and before he realised what was happening, pressed her lips against his cheek, just near the corner of his mouth. He savoured the feeling of wetness against his cheek and the softness of her kiss. She broke away and graced him with a huge smile that stretched from ear to ear. This was the first time he had ever seen her so happy. Christ, he hoped it wouldn't be the last. He couldn't help it, he had to speak, to tell her.

"Snow," his voice wavered slightly with nervousness. "You don't know what this means to me. You already know how I feel, and I wouldn't have blamed you for running the other way but this..."

He was joyfully baffled.

"I- I was so afraid that I was never good enough for you. You were, are, this beautiful, strong willed, angel and I was just a wolf. Someone whose name you tell kids to get em' to quit mucking up."

"I'd given up on anyone caring for me, ever since my mother died..." His voice crackled and she ran a palm across his cheek cooing that it was alright.

He looked away from her, he didn't want her to see him like this. "Hell, my brothers didn't care about me, or my father."

She force his head back to look at her.

"Well I'm not your father or your brothers." She whispered.

This time he did give into temptation, and gently cupped her cheek, as she cupped his.

"I swear I'll never do anything to hurt you. From now on everything will be on the table."

Gently, she pressed her forehead against his and their arms found their way around each other. He easily relaxed into her touch.

"I know." She uttered softly.

They stayed like that for a long while, neither one wishing to break this tender embrace. Finally though, they accepted that this would have to be continued, sooner rather than later. She looked up at him with a soft smile and drew him in for one last hug, her arms around his waist, her head resting in the crook of his neck. Placing his own large arms around her, he relished her softness and resting his nose in her hair breathed her in. Her beautiful scent...

They broke away - reluctantly, their hands still holding onto eachother.

"Goodnight Bigby."

For the first time in ages, his face broke into a broad smile, not a grin, just a true expression of his happiness.

"Goodnight Snow."

She gave his hands one last squeeze before letting herself out. With the door open she hesitated and turned back towards him a grin still plastered to her face.

"Call me."

He gave a laugh.

"Don't worry, I will."

With that she closed the door after her and left his apartment, but not his heart.

He just stood there for a long while, not quite sure what had just happened.

He decided he didn't really care.

ANNNNNNNNNNNNND THAT'S ALL FOLKS!

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