Jefferson came back down the hospital hall just in time to see Doctor Whale leaving Gold's room and raced over to see if anything with his condition had changed. The blonde was looking through the small window to Donny's room when Jefferson reached him, he had his arms folded and looked more drained than usual.

"Hello Victor." The dark-haired man greeted as he turned to discover Victor was watching Regina. "What are they talking about?

"Gold, who else." Whale answered before tilting his head to look at Jefferson. "I'm sorry but I just have to ask, what did you mean when you said Gold only fucks women?"

"If you're asking then that means you have a few ideas of your own." The dark-haired man laughed. "So you tell me."

"Okay that's fair enough. Maybe I should have phrased the question better, do you fuck him or does he fuck you?"

Both Victor's blonde eyebrows shot up as he grinned like a school boy. Jefferson was actually thankful for the doctor's questions, he was probably the only person that found it possible to ask rather than interrogate him about it.

"You seem awfully eager to know, Victor. Could it be that the town's Ladies Man bats for both teams?" Neither man could push any more sarcasm into their voice if they tried.

"Well I've always been good at sports. But seriously, catcher or pitcher?"

"Catcher." Jefferson said simply

"Excellent." Came Victor's reply.

Their conversation died quickly after that one word due to the door swinging open and Regina leaving, there hadn't been a cat fight which both men were thankful for. Regina bid Victor and Jefferson a good day before heading off down the hall out of sight. As soon as she was gone Jefferson darted into the hospital room and over to Belle and his best friend, Victor stood outside for a moment or two before he pager started to ping.

"How is he?"

"The same." Belle's voice was quiet. "I just want him to wake up."

"Me too." If fairy's and wishes existed he'd be begging them to help Donny. "Grace keeps asking for him." Jefferson leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to Gold's sleeping lips, just a reminder he was there. "It's heartbreaking, she doesn't understand. Emma wants to talk to you too, I said if she came near you I'd throw her ass first out the hospital."

"Thank you." Belle couldn't deal with Emma and Zelena, with statements and legal channels. "I just want him."

"I know you do."

Jefferson nor Belle spoke again after that, he just bend down ever so slightly behind her so he could slip his arms around Belle and hold her close. It would take more than ZelenaGreen to kill Donny though, according to Granny he'd survive a nuclear war; and Gold wouldn't leave Belle.

XXXX

For the last few days Emma had been gathering statement after statement and taking picture after picture for Gold's case, it was pretty open and shut; Zelena shot Gold. However, Emma wanted to understand every single step that had brought them to that moment, to the most powerful man in town taking a bullet for the widely hated Mayor. She'd sat Zelena in an interview room a good hour ago and just left her there to stew for a while, so she could type up the statements and check for when Zelena would be transferred to Boston for trial. The sooner Zelena Green was out of Storybrooke the happier Emma would be.

Eventually the time came for the blonde to deal with Zelena and she entered the interview room quickly and quietly, setting a glass of water down before sitting. The redhead drank the water down in a single gulp. Her hands were cuffed to the table and a little red, Emma would be lying if she said she'd put them on tight by accident.

"So." Emma started. "I know what happened thanks to the seventeen witnesses. I'm going to tell you what I've gathered and you're going to correct me if I get something wrong."

"How's Gold?" Zelena all but demanded the second the Sheriff was done speaking.

Emma sighed and slipped her red leather jacket off, letting it hang over the back of her chair.

"You didn't kill him. Not yet anyway."

"Can I see him?"

Emma snorted in a very un-lady like fashion.

"God no. Of course not. Now, let's get back to this, shall we?"

"But-"

"No." Emma cut her off with a glare. "Now, you've been stalking Gold, obsessing over, for longer than anyone cares to know and when you found out Gold was with Belle you blew up with jealous rage. You got a revolver from either Keith Nottingham or Gaston Rose, I haven't figured out which one of those dirt bags it was yet, and you decided that you wanted Belle French dead. Seeing them in the diner with Jefferson and Regina set you off and that's what started the whole incident in the diner. Somewhere in your monologue anger took over and you tried to kill your sister, Gold got in the way though and saved her; no one saw that coming did they? Whale, as the only medical professional there, went to Gold and is probably the only reason he's still alive. From what I've gathered an inch or so to the left and he'd have been dead instantly." Emma looked to the ground for a second in thought before continuing, Zelena just sat in silence. "Marco said that you tried to go to him but Belle pushed you away, hence your black eye. Do you really think that he'd want you to be the last thing he saw? That he would want you with him?"

"I should be with him!" Zelena yelled. "I love him! It was an accented, he'll forgive me because he loves me."

"God, what is wrong with your head?" Emma asked, the incredulity plain on her face. The blonde mentally shook herself and carried on. "After you shot him and thought he was two seconds from death you tried to shoot yourself, maybe thinking that if he died you could go with him, however, Ruby kicked the gun away towards Leroy. According to him she said something along the lines of oh you don't get out that easily bitch. Did I miss anything out,Zelena?"

Silence hung in the room for a split second, before the redhead looked up at the Sheriff.

"Let me see him. He should have someone who loves him there."

Maybe Zelena was completely incapable of understanding that Gold didn't love her, at this point it was the only explanation for her behaviour.

"He does." Emma said simply as she stood and took her jacket from the back of her seat. "Belle and Jefferson are with him."

"No! Not that whore! And the other one is a man!"

"That really pisses you off doesn't it." Emma grinned. "That Gold is more sexually attracted to his own gender than you."

"He's not." Zelena insisted and Emma's eyebrows shot up. "He's... just confused."

"Gold is a grown man, Zelena. I think he knows."

"I want to see him." The redhead demanded in an angry tone. Emma sighed.

"No one cares what you want, Zelena." It was true, not a single person gave a damn. Emma pulled her up and started guiding her back to her holding cell. "You're going to live in a cell for a very long time, probably with only a psychologist as your only sporadic visitor for years to come. Because Gold may be the town monster but he's our monster, and you tried to kill him. Enjoy prison Zelena."

XXXX

Night had fallen over Storybrooke, Maine hours ago and the hospital had been blanketed in a silence that was pleasing to the ears. Belle gripped Gold's hand in her sleep, half hanging on the bed and half sat in her chair. Donny was laying in the tiny spot at the edge of Gold's bed with his arm around the man's waist, he'd have let Belle have the more intimate space but she'd fallen asleep long before Jefferson and he couldn't bring himself to wake her.

The room was utterly silent as the three slept. Both Belle and Jefferson were light sleepers, Jefferson because of Grace and Belle due to the months she'd spent on the streets but thanks to their exhaustion Victor could have wandered in with a foghorn and they'd have still slept. The two would have slept through anything.

"Belle."

Okay, maybe not everything.