Since I have time I am trying to write as much as possible. Thank you everyone for reading my story, maybe it's going kinda slow but you know to develop a character correclty I believe it takes some time.

Chapter 4 : Making an effort

"And now what?" She asked as she parked outside the Charming's house. Isaac looked at her and tooka breath,

"Now, you stay in the car and you let me do the talking. I know you don't want to, but please, this time, listen to me." He knew how stubborn she can be. He also knew that she wouldn't be patient for long so he had to do it quick if he wanted to avoid any kind of tense between her and the heroes.

"I shall see.." She murmured taking a sip from the flask she had hidden under the driver's seat and looked at him as he went out of the car.

"Trust me" he whispered from the window before he went in the apartment.

He stood outside the door, taking a deep breath, getting his thoughts together. He then nervously rang the doorbell. It was late at night and it would be more than normal for them to be asleep. It felt like hours waiting for Snow White to finally open the door, holding baby Neal in her arms. Her eyes grew wide at the surprise. She stood there looking at the author they were all looking for.

"YOU!" She exclaimed and pulled him into the house before he could utter a single word. "David!"

Once he heard his wife shouting the prince was right there by her side in a heartbeat. He made a move to get his sword but then Isaac's words stopped him

"Pleasee, I come in peace.." he managed to say. Of course he was afraid. Isaac was never brave. Even though they were heroes, Isaac couldn't trust that they won't harm him, or even worse.. her.

"You have five minutes to explain everything before I call Regina We have been looking everywhere for you"David said and crossed his arms waiting for a good explanation.

"There's no reason anymore.. to come after me, I mean. You want the author, and I am no longer the one. I know you have every reason to be angry I did such terrible things at you story.." He tried to explain himself, even though they didn't seem to be very convinced.

"And why should we believe you? How is it even possible to just stop being the author without dying?" Snow white wondered. She couldn't trust Isaac. He was the one that made them do that to Maleficent's child. He could be lying. That power can't be lost just like that

"I did something that was against the rules and I paid the price. You have every reason not to trust me, I get that. But you are heroes, you give people a second chance" It was like begging them to believe what he was saying. He needed somebody to protect them from knew his plan, he could warn them.

"What did you do ?" They both asked finally.

"I... I..I brought someone back from the dead... Cruella.."

Hearing those words both Mary Margaret and David's expression changed. The prince took the sword again in his hand pointing it to Isaac. Isaac took a few steps back trying to calm himself.

"Why would you do that? Why would anyone do that? Yes what Emma did was wrong, but with Cruella dead, we had one less problem. She is a monster! What were you thinking? Why Isaac?" Mary Margater was now yelling in shock. It was the worst thing she could possible hear at the moment. Cruella was the last person she wanted terrorizing the town. She couldn't believe why would anyone bring such a dangerous person back. And especially if this person wants the dead.

Isaac however didn't answer, he just stared at the floor. Feeling guilty for what he felt. They were right about Cruella. But he couldn't change how he felt about surprisingly from his silence, David got the message. It wasn't hard for someone to see it. "Because you love her" He finally said, putting his sword down. Mary Margaret looked at Isaac not knowing what to believe.

"It's true. I couldn't imagine a life without her. I know it was wrong, I know she is a villain but I have hope. I can't lose that. You above everyone should understand me. You can give up on someone, especially when you care about them." He looked at them with sadness in his eyes. He believed in her. She made him what he is and in her way she was kind to him. You couldn't give all that up, even though Cruella would never know about all of this.

But what he didn't know was that Cruella was outside the whole time, listening to him. She was about to break in and start threatening people but Isaac's confession stopped her. She stood there listening to the whole conversation. She knew that he wasn't over her. But she didn't know that even after what she had done to him, and she had done much, that he still had hoped. Cruella didn't like being sentimental but somehow the fact that for the first time someone in her life believed that she was capable of doing good, surprised her. In a good way. In a way that somehow she trusted him. And that made her leave from the place and go back to the car as he had told her in the first place.

Back to the Charming's house the heroes had to make a decision. Should they trust Isaac or not? "What to do you want from us?" Mary margaret asked

"After I brought Cruella back, Emma's heart was no longer black. However the dark one, Rumplestilskin, is dying. And he is looking for the next author, which I have no idea where he might be or who. All I can do is warn you. What I want, is having you on my side. Mr Gold will come after me, and Cruella for ruining his plan, I just want you to protect us. We won't cause any trouble. I will try my best. Just give us a chance here in Storybrooke or even if we leave, to get away" He begged them. They are the only ones right now that they could help them. Regina wasn't going to, he had no allies, and Cruella, well everybody hated her.

"As long as you are both discrete, I give you my word that we will do our best to stop Gold. Just don't cause any trouble and leave everyone alone" David finally saidand just when he finished his sentence, Isaac made a very warm handshake thanking him. His plan had worked. There was a chance for them to make it after all. He smiled at the Charmings and left the apartment victorious. He wasn't sure that they would be safe, however, the prince gave his word, so for now we wanted to believe that they had a chance.

Cruella was waiting outside the car giving glares to anyone who looked at her with terror.

"Finally, I feel like I've aged a decade waiting for you!" She said as she saw Isaac coming her way, smiling. "From the look on your face, I suppose it went well" she murmured.

"Better than I thought. But to my surprise you are still here. I would have guessed that would have run away, or worse come upstairs and make a mess" he raised his eyebrow. She had the car, she had the chance to leave. It wasn't really like her. She always knew how to create chaos and moreover she knew how to make an exit. But she didn't. Not this time.

"Well, I am still here as you can see, darling. Don't make me regret it." She gave him a look. Not a glare, just a look. Playful maybe.

"Do you think that Granny will mind to give us a room? For now at least, unless you prefer sleeping in the car" It was dark already. The time passed quickly. It's been a long day and it was nearly midnight. With no place to go, the only solution was this stupid motel or as Isaac suggested, the car.

"Oh I can't believe that we've come to the point to ask something from that old wolf bag" She rolled her eyes. "But I guess why don't have much of a choice, have we?" she complained.

"Not really."He replied.

Cruella then locked the car and threw isaac her stuff once again so that he would carry them there. Thankfully it wasn't far. Just a block away. And for their sake it was still open. Granny was sitting on the cashpoint, preparing to close this place up for the was a miracle she was even open that late.

"I am sorry, we haven't met, but I would like two rooms, I don't know for how long yet.." Isaac started kindly talking to the old lady.

"I haven't met you but I sure as hell have met her and I am not gonna anything for this woman" she interrupted him giving Cruella a deadly glare. She hated her guts. And the feeling was mutual. Cruella was going to reply in fury but Isaac stopped her placing his hand on her wrist.

"Well, I see that you two have your differences, but we just need a place to stay for a while. I promise you, she won't create any trouble, just give us the rooms.." He put his best behavior on, he could be really persuasive. He was a writer after all.

"One room, and I give the keys to you. You are welcome to bring her with you, on you responsibility. IfI see any suspicious moves you are out!" She gave a pair of keys to Isaac, not happy at all with this situation. She didn't know him but he seemed like a nice man. Much nicer than her.

"One room, Oh I will.." Cruella started talking possibly to threaten the lady. Itwasn't possible to sleep in the same room with him. She needed her own space, privacy and quiet. Good thing for both, Isaac stopped her before she could utter another word, took the keys from the lady and thank her with a good night.

As they moved their way to the room Isaac whispered to her, "Are you out of your mind? She would have kicked both of us out"

"While sleeping with you would be a better idea, wouldn't it?" She stared at him with irritation.

"Stop it. We have to earn their trust. That's all we can get at the moment, hopefully we will get another room within the next days, just try to behave. And we are not sleeping together, I will sleep on the floor. You can have the bed" He kept saying as they entered the room. It wasn't something fancy. Just an old room with one bed of course. It was the best they could get for now. And besides they didn't have much of choice. Moreover, they tolerated each other all day. And they would have to tolerate each other all night. He would have never imagined their first night together in a room would be something like that. But time changes, and so had they. They are two different people now. She wasn't the girl he knew and he wasn't the man she both now shared darkness in their heart, experiences and maybe fears. This was going to be a hell of a night...