Zelena wasn't about to let some crazy doctor keep her locked up in this loony bin. She kicked off one of her shoes before taking off the sock it had covered. Fishing through the pockets of her jeans, Zelena withdrew a lighter and lit the end of the sock on fire, throwing it on the floor in the center of the cell. She watched as the flames slowly began to consume the woolen sock. It didn't take long until there was smoke billowing up towards the fire alarm that was situated in the ceiling. The alarm went off with a high-pitched beeping and water sprayed from it, soaking Zelena and everything else in the room. Then, to her relief, the cell door opened by itself. She quickly exited the room to see that all of the doors in the asylum were swinging open, the cells' residents cautiously shuffling out to see what was happening. And then, she saw Emma, standing with Mary Margaret and an old man she didn't recognize.
"Emma!" she called out. Emma turned and saw her, and confusion crossed her face.
"What are you doing here, M-" Emma begun to reply, but cut herself off. She had nearly referred to Zelena as 'Mom' but she didn't.
She knows the truth, Zelena realized. She walked over to Emma and the two others, as wardens began charging down the corridor towards them, followed by Dr Sheffield.
"What did you do?!" he demanded to know, pulling out his gun, but Zelena quickly moved out of the way as one large warden lunged at her and kicked the gun out of Dr Sheffield's hands before picking it up and pointing it at him.
"Right," she said, slightly out of breath. "Unless you want a bullet-sized hole in your skull, I suggest you let us out of here."
The front door of the Mills household opened, and a blonde maid was standing there. She looked at David and Neal.
"Uhh... hello," she said, looking surprised as if she had expected someone else at the door.
"Hi," Neal said. "Do you live here?"
"I work here," the maid replied, "and I'm afraid Mr. Mills isn't home, so-"
She went to close the door, but David stuck his foot in the way.
"We don't need to see him," he explained. "We just came for the egg."
The maid arched an eyebrow. "Egg?"
"Yes, so if you don't mind-"
David forcefully opened the door and walked inside, followed by Neal.
"You can't just barge in here!" the maid snapped. "This is private property!"
"I'll look down here in the living room," David said to Neal, completely ignoring the maid. "You look upstairs."
Neal nodded and disappeared up the stairs. The maid put her hands on her hips.
"This is your last chance, sir. Leave now before..."
"You call the cops? Go ahead. We'll be gone before they get here."
But the maid just smirked at him. "I'm not gonna call the cops. If you don't get out of here, I'm just gonna have to make you leave."
David turned his head to see the maid approaching him, cracking her knuckles. He opened his mouth to protest, only to get punched in the face and kicked in one of his kneecaps, forcing him onto the floor. The maid swiftly grabbed his arms and pulled them behind his back.
"Please, I just want to find the-"
The maid hoisted David to his feet with incredible strength and dragged to the front door, which she opened before throwing David outside onto his ass.
