Zooming down the dirt road for twenty minutes and back to the main road headed towards the prison, Mulan finally slowed down.

Emma and Ruby were in the back seat of Regina's truck, Emma laying down with her head in Ruby's lap.

"I just need the earth to stop moving...for like two seconds." Emma groaned and tried to sit up.

"You can pull over Mulan." Ruby called from the back seat.

Nodding and putting on her signal, she pulled over on the side of the road and Graham followed suit. Kristoff rode past on the motorcycle and parked in front of them, hopping off and dropping the bags to the floor, as everyone climbed out.

While they were zooming past the bus, Kristoff spotted Mulan's sword laying out in the middle of the road. He stuck it into one of the bags of clothes as he balanced everything on the bike.

"I believe this belongs to you." Kristoff walked over to Mulan holding it in his hands.

Mulan's eyes lit up and she quickly grabbed it. "Kris! Thank you! Where was it? I was looking for it."

"Out in the middle of the road near the bus, I grabbed it as I was going by." Kristoff nodded and Mulan hugged him.

Emma was sitting down on the ground near the truck, Ruby helped her get the backpack off of her back and placed it down by her feet.

Kneeling and opening the bag, looking through it, Ruby pulled out the long tape of cherry bombs Emma made earlier.

"What the hell are these?" Ruby questioned.

"Cherry Bombs." Emma closed one eye and winced at the pain in her head.

"You blew up their truck with illegal fireworks?" Mulan laughed and asked.

"Well they aren't illegal anymore." Emma smirked.

"...You blew up a truck, road a motorcycle through smoke and fire...and kept going as men shot at you at close range." Ruby replayed recent events and gave her a hard look.

"I know Ruby. I was there." Emma grinned a small smile.

"YOU COULD HAVE DIED!" Ruby shouted, flaring her nose.

"Ruby please!" Emma winced gripping the sides of her head.

"Yeah, your head hurts cause what you did was so incredibly fucking stupid Emma!" Ruby huffed.

"You wanted me to let them kill you?" Emma questioned and scooted back.

"I wanted you to keep yourself safe!" Ruby pointed her finger at her. "You could have been shot!"

"I wasn't just going to run and leave you!" Emma frowned.

"If Jefferson hadn't shot that psycho down he would have slit your damn throat! You should've kept yourself out of harms way! Not ride a deadly vehicle around carelessly! Not jump in front of guns! Not try to be some big hero!" Ruby shouted.

"I had a helmet on!" Emma scuffed. "You know in these kinds of situations people usually say thank you!" She huffed.

"Alright! Alright! Ruby enough." Kristoff touched her shoulder as she went to argue back.

Ruby huffed and Emma scuffed back, leaning back against the side of the truck. Kristoff sighed and everyone, including Jefferson who was leaning on Graham for support gathered around Emma.

"What Emma did was for sure...by far!..the most incredibly idiotic thing I have ever seen." Kristoff shook his head in agreement, his hand on his hip.

Emma pouted, she was so annoyed now she didn't need this, closing her eyes and wrapping her arms around herself she sighed. Quickly getting up, maybe too quickly, Emma moved to step away from them all, but Kristoff stopped her.

"But nevertheless...she saved us!" Kristoff put his hand on her shoulder keeping her steady and looked down at her. "And I am so grateful, that she did such an idiotic thing in the first place." He smiled at her and pulled her in for a hug.

Emma grunted and sighed against his hold then slowly brought her arms up and hugged him back, welcoming the comfort, she could feel arms wrapping around her and bodies crowding her in. Mulan moved in to hug them, then Graham and Jefferson limped over a bit to join in on the hug.

Ruby was still being stubborn and kneeling on the ground, eyeing the bombs with distain.

"Ruby get up here." Mulan huffed. "Emma saved us. We're alive right now, when I honestly thought we wouldn't be, so get your ass up here."

Ruby sighed and straightened up, turning to her left and watching them. She could see Emma's face under every one else and saw that the young blonde had her eyes closed, tears running down her face, she was indeed crying. Ruby's expression softened and she moved in, Mulan moved over to let her in and she placed her good hand on Emma's back as Graham and Mulan closed her into the hug too.

Emma felt Ruby touch her back and tried not to cry even harder. What happened was exhausting and that man very well would have killed her. She would have never seen August or Henry or Regina again.

"Thank you Emma." Mulan said.

"Thanks Little Swan." Graham whispered.

"Thank you Em...Truly." Ruby rubbed her back.

"You were totally bad ass." Jefferson smiled.

Emma couldn't help but laugh through her tears against Kristoff's chest. They all laughed too and pulled back to look at Jefferson.

"What? She was!" He grinned, his face was all bruised and beaten but still he was smiling bright.

"Thank you for shooting him down Jeff." Emma laughed and sniffed, moving in to gently wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You're more than welcome. I'd do it again in a heartbeat." Jefferson rubbed her back and looked at her as she pulled away. "I don't appreciate being blown across the street though." he said seriously.

Everyone spoke up then voicing their agreements at that, Emma laughed more and winced at the pain in her head.

"Yeah I didn't like that part."

"That shit hurt."

"My ears are still ringing."

"I'm sorry I had to think fast." Emma reasoned and blushed.

"Well next time think of something that doesn't involve blowing us all up." Graham teased.

Emma nodded and smiled, wiping at her tears, looking behind them she saw the motorcycle.

"You're bringing it back?" Emma looked at Kristoff.

He looked back at it and nodded, crossing his arms over his chest. "I figured you'd want it. Your noble black steed. Our valiant white knight!" He snickered. "...I only know how to ride because my brother had one."

"Yeah...August had one too." Emma sighed. "He used to take us on rides...It was destroyed when our farm burned down."

"Man... everyone else might be ok with it. But Regina is going to flip! When she sees you and finds out you were on that thing." Mulan chuckled.

"...Holy shit!...Regina! The bus! The fucking belts! We didn't get the belts!" Jefferson looked at Kristoff panicking.

"We got em! Don't worry I grabbed them." Kristoff reassured and Jefferson calmed back down. "This wasn't all for nothing."

Getting back into the trucks, Kristoff put the bags, bat and belts into the back seat of his truck and hopped back on the Yamaha. Emma laid back down on the backseat in Regina's truck and Ruby got into the passenger seat as Mulan drove.

Graham was driving and Jefferson moved to the front passenger side, reclined back in the seat with his head thrown back. Groaning as he lifted his head, Jefferson looked over at Graham and watched him as he drove. Graham felt eyes on him and looked to his right and saw Jefferson.

"What?" Graham questioned.

Jefferson just grinned and looked at his face, shaking his head and mumbling. "Nothing."

"Why're you lookin' at me like that?" Graham laughed.

"I wanna look." Jefferson shrugged. "I've gotta get a good look at you."

Graham put his eyes back on the road and blushed, putting his right hand down onto the gear shift, gripping the wheel with his left. Jefferson reached out for his hand and wrapped his fingers around Graham's, groaning a bit, he leaned forward and brought the back of Graham's hand up to his bloody lips and kissed it.

Jefferson stayed up and put his weight on the middle console, holding their linked hands up to the side of his face, looking at Graham adoringly. Graham bit his lip and tried to keep his eyes on the road, easing back on the gas a bit he cruised and looked to his side. Catching Jefferson's eyes on his face and his lips, putting his eyes back on the road. Graham shivered as he felt Jefferson lean in and kissed the side of his face slowly, right near the corner of his lips.

Graham jumped as he heard a horn honk from behind them and tightened his grip on the wheel. Jefferson chuckled as he looked back at Mulan and Ruby but still he didn't move back or let go of his hand, he just kissed it again.

Finally pulling back up to the prison gates, Felix's eyes got big as he saw Kristoff riding up on a motorcycle in front of the two trucks. Quickly moving he called to Peter to help him pull the gates back, they pulled the first one back and the trucks pulled up in front of Kristoff. Peter ran back and opened the second gate as Felix closed the first.

Hanging back Kristoff slowly walked the motorcycle forward. Peter and Felix walked up to him eyeing the black roaring machine as the sun reflected off the paint.

"Dude! That's so cool. Whose bike is that?" Felix looked down at.

"Is it yours Kris? Can I ride it?" Peter asked.

"She isn't mine guys. This beauty is Emma's." Kristoff smirked and revved the engine pulling forward the rest of the way into the courtyard.

August was waiting up stairs looking down to road for them to pull up, nervously biting at his nails. Henry was down in the cell block with Granny. They were over an hour late but he was pretty sure everyone in the prison heard that motorcycle roaring down by the gate. Rushing down the stairs to meet Emma, August stopped in his tracks as he saw Jefferson in the front seat of Kristoff's truck all bloody and bruised.

He looked through the windows of the trucks but did not see Emma anywhere.

"Where the hell is she?" August whispered and took large steps towards the trucks.

Ruby was climbing out of the passenger seat when he walked up. He saw Ruby holding her arm, a white clot wrapped around it and saw the dried blood.

"Ruby! What happened? Where's Em-"

"She's in the back sleeping August. Take a breath." Ruby quickly touched his arm.

August did take a breath and moved past her to look through the window, sure enough there Emma was, her body turned facing the seats.

"Is she alright? What happened?" August looked in and opened the door, seeing the cut under Emma's eye.

"We had a run in with some assholes. But...Emma saved us." Ruby nodded and gave him a small smile.

August looked over to Ruby shocked and confused, Ruby closed the front door moving to the back.

"Come on she may have a concussion, let's get her to Doc." Ruby sighed.

"A concussion?! What the hell happened!?" August harshly whispered.

"I'll tell you when we get inside. My adrenaline has worn off, and my arm is killing me."

August sighed and they gently shook Emma awake, the young blonde groaned but got up, smiling as she saw August he didn't look happy though looking at the side of her face covered in her own blood; so she looked to Ruby.

"Did you tell him?" Emma sighed.

"Not yet." Ruby laughed.

Helping Emma out of the truck, all six of them and August went up to the Medical Wing. Graham and Mulan helped Jefferson up the stairs and into the room, while Kristoff helped Emma. Kristoff ordered the younger boys to take everything out of the trucks and take them into the garage and place anything else in their designated inventory room.

Jefferson laid back on one of the beds and Emma laid back on another and closed her eyes, Ruby sat at the end of Emma's bed near her feet. Kristoff, Mulan, and Graham didn't have any serious injuries that needed attention so they all sat around the room as Doc and the few nurses worked on Jefferson, Ruby, and Emma.

While one of the nurses stitched Ruby's arm up, she, Mulan, Kristoff and Graham told August what had happened just over an hour ago out on the run. Ruby couldn't tell what August was thinking by the look on his face. But she saw the horror and confusion on his face when they explained how Walsh was speaking to them and behaving.

"If she didn't do what she did we may very well be dead in that street right now." Ruby winced as the older nurse cleaned her wound. "Don't worry I already yelled at her for being an idiot." She reassured him and left.

August huffed and laughed, tears in his eyes as he looked at Emma's face as the other nurse cleaned the dried blood away from her face. Emma could have been killed just like he said, if it wasn't that Walsh guy and his goons, Emma would have killed her own damn self on that bike.

"No more yelling please." Emma whispered enough for him to hear her from her spot on the bed.

Emma had a few bruises already forming on her face, she winced as the cut under her eye started to sting from the older woman above her cleaning it. She braced herself as the burning and stinging only started to spread. Opening her eyes and blinking through her tears, looking to her left to see August at her side.

"Hey." She whispered.

"Hey." August laughed.

"Where's Henry?"

"With Granny, Ruby went to go get him."

"Did you see the bike?" Emma smiled through her pain.

"I did. She's a real beauty." August nodded.

"Kristoff brought it back for me...when you feel up to it...maybe you can take her for a spin?" Emma offered.

"That's your bike Em."

"It can be ours." Emma insisted and August smiled. "I still feel bad about Neal destroying yours."

"I already told you, that wasn't your fault."

"Just cause you say that doesn't make me feel any less guilty." Emma huffed.

"Alright. Alright. We'll share it." August laughed and relented.

"Good...I know you'll feel so much joy when you get back on that bike...Do I have to stay in here?" Emma asked and sighed.

Doc walked over testing her pain tolerance and he flashed a light in her eyes and she winced.

"You definitely have a mild concussion. From what Ruby and everyone described, the way your head repeatedly hit the ground very well could have caused some damage to your brain but you luckily had a helmet on...I'm hoping that alleviated some of the force from the blows."

Emma listened to him but that only made her head hurt more, Doc explained that she would need to rest and not overwork herself for a few days but other than that she was okay. The other scratches didn't need stitches like her eye and the cut on her neck they just patched up with a bandage. Doc gave Emma an analgesic and suggested they cover the window in their cell to limit her exposure to light.

"You may be remembering stuff now, but that could change in a matter of hours. August this is where you're going to come in. Every three hours I want you ask Emma some questions. Nothings complicated just simple little questions, remember no unnecessary stress."

Ruby came back holding Henry in her good arm and the toddler held onto her shirt with his other hand playing with the red streak in her hair. Looking up as they entered the white room, Henry saw Emma sitting back and immediately got happy.

"Mama!" Henry yelled.

Emma smiled but winced at the loud sound of her son's voice. August stood up and reached for Henry, signing to the toddler that he had to shush and stay quiet. Henry furrowed his little eyebrows but listened to uncle anyway. Passing Henry over to August, he walked up to the side of the bed and leaned Henry down so Emma could hold him.

Careful not to put him on her chest, Emma sat him on her stomach and smiled up at him. Henry signed to her asking her if she was ok, Emma smiled and her heart warmed at the concern showing on his little face.

Signing back to him that yes she was ok, she told him that she hurt her head. Henry gave a little whispered "Ooh." with his mouth wide in the shape of an O, nodding his head in understanding.

August grabbed Henry and Emma slowly rose up from the bed and Ruby helped her as they walked out of the room towards D Block.

Sitting up on the white sheeted bed, Jefferson groaned as the nurses felt his torso up and examined his ribs. Another nurse was cleaning out his bloody nose as he titled his head back.

"What did you do to make him hit you so hard Jefferson?" The nurse hissed at him.

"Oh you know." Jefferson breathes out against the pain. "Just the usual not shutting my mouth and laughing when I shouldn't...I honestly think it's a impulsive control thing, I can't help it." Jefferson started to chuckle a little.

"Well learn to control it child." She scuffed. "Before you wind up dead."

Pulling back she poked him in the head and he groaned and smirked at her as she walked away, telling a younger nurse to get him everything he would need. Looking over to his right he saw Graham leaning back against the wall with his head thrown back and his eyes closed.

"Hey."

Graham slowly blinked his eyes open and straightened up against the wall, breathing in as he saw Jefferson no longer bloody and covered in dirt.

"Hey." Graham smiled.

"You didn't have to stay...You could've gone and got comfortable, laid down."

"No I'm good. I mean I can wait." Graham nodded his head. "What's the diagnosis?"

"Doc said they're bruised no fractures from what he could tell, thankfully. So I'm to ice on and off for two days and then apply heat for two days and then I can wrap them."

"Well that's good then!" Graham smiled.

"It's great but you know no ultrasounds or anything like that to see if I have any internal bleeding. So you know hopefully I don't bleed out into my chest." Jefferson laughed.

Graham didn't laugh though and Jefferson looked back up to him and saw his sad and worried expression.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't joke about stuff like this." Jefferson winced.

"Are you going back to your cell?" Graham cleared his throat and pushed off the wall.

"Doc said I should have someone monitoring me...So...maybe I can come to yours?" Jefferson suggested biting the inside of his lip.

Graham smiled and nodded immediately agreeing.

"Really? You'd want to take care of me?" Jefferson asked.

"Sure why not." Graham laughed and smiled.

"The meds he gave me, aren't really working yet...I...might need you kiss it better." Jefferson smirked and pulled him closer as he took his ahold of his hand.

Graham snickered and allowed Jefferson to pull him forward. "You want me to kiss your boo-boo's?"

Jefferson pulled him down to sit across from him on mattress, shoulder to shoulder Jefferson pulled him closer with his hand on Graham's opposite hip. Looking Graham straight in the eye and down to his lips, he leaned in and rubbed his nose on Graham's cheek feeling the man shiver from his touch.

"A sure way to a speedy recovery if you ask me." Jefferson grinned and leaned back.

Graham looked down and his lips, looking over every inch of his bruised face until he landed on his eyes. Jefferson could see the want in his gaze and tightened his grip on Graham's hip. Graham's tongue poked put to lick his bottom lip and he leaned in, looking from Jefferson's eyes to his lips. Not one known for his patience, Jefferson pushed forward and met Graham half way, finally pressing their lips together.

Graham sighed against his lips and closed his eyes, wrapping his arm around Jefferson's stomach being careful of his chest. Graham was screaming on the inside, finally after months of wishing he could just kiss this man, he finally was.

The kiss was slow and innocent and he felt his stomach doing flips from the feeling of Jefferson's lips. He felt the other man quickly nip at his bottom lip and Graham moaned back in his throat, scooting closer to him on the white sheets.

The younger nurse walked back into the room holding ice packs for Jefferson, looking down as she counted them she looked up and gasped, blushing at walking in on the two men in an intimate moment like that.

Graham pulled away and put his head on Jefferson's shoulder, his lips bruised from kissing.

"I'm sorry. I have your ice packs Jefferson." The nurse blushed.

Jefferson cleared his throat and smiled. "Thank you." he said amused.

Getting up and putting his shirt back on, Jefferson limped over and grabbed the ice packs from the nurse. Graham followed him out of the room and passed the blushing young nurse, he was blushing just as hard.

Out in the hall, Jefferson pushed Graham up against the nearest wall and attacked his lips. Graham moaned and quickly tried to find something to do with his hands, choosing to just put them up in Jefferson's hair. Jefferson was only an inch taller than Graham but his arms were just a bit bigger and he was definitely a bit bulkier than Graham.

Graham sighed against his lips and pulled back as he needed to catch his breath. Breathing heavily with his eyes closed, he felt Jefferson kiss up the bridge of his nose, up to his forehead. Breathing out and smiling, spreading his fingers out at the back of Jefferson's head through his hair.

Jefferson kissed back down his nose and pecked his lips, smirking down at him as Graham opened his eyes. He pecked his lips again and showed his teeth as he smiled.

"I'm feeling better already."