After searching the flat Bigby was nearly growling in frustration after finding nothing. Rachel was no help and kept repeating that no one was there and she wanted to go to bed. He left Snow to deal with her as the large tree in the corner caught his eye.

"What is this?" he asked, turning back to look at Rachel.

"Mommy uses that to carve her trinkets," she explained, Bigby picked up that she was looking at the tree as if it was sacred, "it's from the old world."

Snow frowned a little as she looked over at the tree as well, "Trinkets? Like glamours?" she glanced at Rachel who just shrugged before rubbing her eyes tiredly.

Refusing to give up, Bigby sniffed the air and got a faint whiff of Crane, "Goddamnit!" he cursed and punched the wall.

"Shouldn't say that," Rachel said in a sing song voice, "swearing is bad."

Snow ignored her and crossed her arms "Nothing?" she said almost disappointedly and Bigby felt pissed off with her. He was trying here.

"I keep getting whiffs of that aftershave of his," Bigby muttered shaking his head.

"I do too…." Snow added sadly.

Rachel yawned loudly "Can I go to bed now please?" she asked and swayed a little as she struggled to keep her eyes open. Bigby felt bad for keeping her up but couldn't help but wonder where her mom was.

"Yes you can, Rachel," Snow said kindly and nodded at Bigby, "we should go. He isn't here."

Snow and Rachel headed to the door but then something caught his eye: a small glamour tube on the desk and his eyes narrowed.

"Mommy really doesn't let anyone play with that," Rachel said quickly seeing him pause at the desk "trust me, I've tried."

He walked over to it and picked it up and heard Rachel rush over to him with a panicked look on her face. "Oh no, no, no, no! Please, please, please just put that back exactly where you found it. No one is allowed to play with that!"

"It's alright honey," Snow said comfortingly as she put a hand on her shoulder "Bigby isn't going to break it."

Rachel grabbed at Snow's hand with widened eyes "No, you don't understand! She will freak out if she discovers I've let people in here and let them touch her stuff, okay?"

"I'm not gonna break it," Bigby said calmly and slowly twisted the top off "I'm just gonna open it."

"NO!" Rachel suddenly lunged at Bigby making him pause in surprise "Put it down! Please don't! This isn't what you think!" she seemed almost in tears "You've gotta believe me, that guy isn't here! I promise!"

Snow held her back and tried to calm her down "It's going to be okay Rachel, I promise you."

Bigby opened the glamour and suddenly green light filled the room as Rachel let out a cry of pain, only it wasn't Rachel it was Auntie Greenleaf. Bigby and Snow looked shocked as the older woman got to her feet and glared at Bigby in particular.

"It hurts…when you do it that fast, you know!"

The door opened and Bigby heard someone enter the room and turned to see Red standing in the doorway looking surprised as she looked at what was happening, "Oh you're here too," Snow said dryly as Auntie Greenleaf sat down on the couch, "wonderful."

"What the hell are you two doing here?" Red asked, folding her arms "Oh let me guess: Auntie Greenleaf's the murderer, not me."

"It wouldn't surprise me, dear," Auntie Greenleaf said snidely looking at Snow in particular "you know what they are like in the Business Office."

Bigby glanced at Red but she avoided his gaze as she walked into the small kitchen and got herself a drink, so he turned his anger towards Auntie Greenleaf, "You think this is some kind of game?" Bigby snarled walking towards her "You think I have the time to waste? This is serious!"

"No, I don't," Auntie Greenleaf replied sarcastically "but congratulations on winning 'it'…if that matters to you."

Snow glared at the older woman "Alright, start explaining!"

"Better do it Greenleaf, she sounds pissed off," Red called from the kitchen.

"And from the beginning!"

Bigby rubbed his head in exasperation: he wasn't going to lose Crane "None of this pathetic witch-craft is gonna prevent me from prying what I need from your gullet. Now tell me where Crane is now!"

Auntie Greenleaf didn't seem threatened and simply raised an eyebrow "I ain't a fortune teller, Wolf. I have no heavenly idea where he went to."

"You have to know something!" Snow said angrily.

"Unless you want a recipe for owl stew…"

There was a snort and Red stood leaning against the doorway drinking from a bottle of coke, Bigby felt his temper snap "Why in the name of everything holy are you protecting this weasely scumbag?" he shouted "I mean…what on earth could he have done to deserve this kind of loyalty!"

"Who says she's loyal to Crane!" Red snapped walking toward Bigby "She might just not know!"

"And what about you?" Bigby asked angrily "When did you get here?"

"Oh I'm guilty again?"

Auntie Greenleaf shook her head, "Red showed up about half an hour before you. I sent her out to deliver a letter and as for Crane – he could be hollow bones tomorrow…and you wouldn't see me cry a drop," she paused before meeting the Sheriff's eyes "but that doesn't mean I can tell you anything. You have friends, don't you? Well, I don't want Crane's friends as enemies. That's what happened to Ruby and look what happened."

"What?" Red whispered and looked in surprise at Auntie Greenleaf.

"You want to get shipped off to the Farm! Huh?" Bigby said threateningly "I'll have you kept in the horse's stables."

Snow looked uneasily as Bigby got even angrier as did Red, "You don't scare me, Sheriff," Auntie Greenleaf muttered.

"You better fuckin' tell me where he is or we can skip the sentencing and go straight to the judgement!"

Red pushed past him and kneeled down beside Auntie Greenleaf, "Greenleaf, this is serious…okay, if Crane had something to do with all these murders then Bigby needs to find him. You don't want to end up like Lily or…or my Grams."

"There are worse things in life than darkness, my dear," Auntie Greenleaf said softly and patted her hand "Worse things than Sheriff Bigby. I have bigger things than the 'Farm' to worry about."

Standing up, Red gave Bigby a look as if to say 'I tried' and it seemed their fight was on pause for now. "There are powers at work here beyond your pathetic authority, Sheriff."

"Whatever it is, Greenleaf…whatever it is that's keeping you from saying something?" Snow shook her head "You have to forget it. This is more important."

Bigby stood over her and felt his wolf side come out in anger, "I don't give a shit about your problems, Greenleaf. Just talk. Now."

"You really have no idea what's going on, do you?"

Red expected Bigby to explode but was shocked to see Snow lose her temper, "Okay, you know what I think? I think we've been more than patient with you."

"I'm truly scared of you."

Turning to Bigby, Snow shook her head "This witch has been selling illegal glamours that continue to undermine everything we've built…she's harbouring a fugitive that took advantage of it, and now she's resisting every attempt to make things right," she shot Auntie Greenleaf a furious look as she walked over the tree "I frankly don't give a crap if she's afraid for her life, we can at least make sure she never hurts us again. We're destroying the tree."

"NO!"

Red looked at Snow in disbelief "You can't be serious!"

"How dare you come in here and threaten to take from me the one thing that…" Auntie Greenleaf stopped and composed herself, "that tree is ancient and its part of the family. It's the only thing paying for this shit-hole apartment!"

"I don't care," Snow said coldly.

"Also, the Fables who can't afford the glamours from you come to me for help," she looked to Bigby beseechingly "without them, where do you think they could go?"

Red stepped in between them both, "Bigby, you know things are bad and the witches on the 13th floor charge way too much for glamours. Auntie Greenleaf is helping them, unlike the Business Office."

He didn't answer her but instead began to pace the room, deep in thought. Snow however, did not look moved.

"Don't give me that!" Snow snapped at Red "She's making money off of other's people's misery. Three Fables are dead because of this crap. It's too dangerous leaving this stuff with her."

"And the 13th floor isn't doing the same?"

Auntie Greenleaf shook her head at her, "You think I like being the old woman in these stories? The men are heroes…the women are…whores," she added, curling her lip at Snow "…and the old hags like me get to watch everyone they love die."

"We have very different ways of handling our fate," Snow said through gritted teeth.

"Very different means to handle it, too."

"And I don't use it as an excuse to wreck people's lives!"

Red looked furiously at Bigby, "Are you really going to let her do this?" she asked her eyes widening "Bigby?"

He was silent for a moment before shaking his head, "Snow, it's too much. We can't ruin this woman's life over this."

"Thank you," Auntie Greenleaf said weakly and sighed in relief.

"'Ruin this woman's life'?" Snow repeated incredulously "It's a slap on the wrist compared to what she's done!"

Red scoffed "Snow please, you're just trying to pin it all on Greenleaf like you were doing to me earlier. You're just angry about Crane. Just stop it."

"Sheriff Wolf, this is an order…burn the tree!"

"No, no, no!" Auntie Greenleaf cried out as Bigby hesitated "I'll tell you, I'll tell you…Crane was here, he was here and he left."

Bigby narrowed his eyes at her, "Where did he go?"

"He went to the Pudding N Pie to try and use my ring on the girls over there to get information."

"What does the ring do?" Red asked frowning, "I don't think he was wanting it to complete his outfit."

Auntie Greenleaf rolled her eyes "He thinks it's the Ring of Dispel…you know, that it will pierce the protection around the girls' speech. He says pulling the truth out of them will prove his innocence," she paused "it won't though…damned thing lost its power decades ago."

"I'm sorry…but we still can't let you keep the tree, it wouldn't be right after what happened."

But Bigby still refused "Snow, you're not my boss," he said shaking his head as she glared at him "do you really want to kill this tree for Fabletown? Or is it like Red said, you just want me to burn it because you're pissed off at Crane…for what he…did to you."

"This isn't about me being the boss!" Snow erupted and then tried to quickly compose herself "They stole hair from my apartment! So yeah, I'm pissed but I still know what's best for this town!"

Red rolled her eyes, "Of course you do."

"We're not burning the tree, Snow," Bigby said firmly and glanced at Red before shaking his head, "let's go find Crane."

Red watched them leave and let out a shaky breath, "Thank you Sheriff…" she murmured.

"Hey Greenleaf," Snow said over her shoulder "Don't think this is over."

"I won't."

When the door finally clicked shut, Red sighed and sat down on the couch. "Well, she is one hell of a bitch," Auntie Greenleaf said shaking her head as she sat down next to Red "at least the Sheriff isn't as bad. I'll always be thankful to him," she added looking at her tree.

"Yeah…he's a good guy really," Red said slowly, "I just hope he finds Crane there."

"You should go after him," Auntie Greenleaf said sadly "he'll need help with who's after Crane and Snow White. Just trust me on that."

"Will you tell me what you know?" Red asked frowning a little as she looked at the older woman, "Do you know who killed Grams?"

Auntie Greenleaf just shook her head, "Not right now, but soon, I promise."