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this took me quite a while to finish because I had to rewrite it a couple of times before I was pleased with it. Enjoy. c:

Terror held her in a vice-like grip as dark death-like eyes stared at her. The destructive and repulsive force made his body tense and it reflected the fire he was feeling in his veins. A shiver ran down her spine at the sight of his ire. His tight grip on her arm was becoming more painful and with every second he added pressure to it. Panic rose in her, the hair upon her body stood to alarming attention and her mind took her back to the helplessness she felt in her nightmares, her limbs went numb with dread. The room was filled with eerie silence. She wanted to squirm and writhe as she was captured by his relentless stare and his firm clutch.

Snow knew she had to snap out of her trance, she needed to stop him before something happened that he would regret. She had to take control of the situation once more. She narrowed her eyes, forming an intense unflinching glare. She slowly freed her arm from his grasp without taking her eyes off of his. It was a silent warning. She straightened the sleeve of her jacket and she could feel the blood rushing through her arm once again, and she knew a bruise was sure to follow. Snow turned her back to him and started walking away, towards her bedroom, leaving him in the dark hallway that connected to her open living room. She didn't want to see any more of his abhorrence. He broke into her apartment, invaded her privacy when all she wanted to do on her free day was have time for herself.

"Leave Bigby" Her voice was determinant as she was opened the door to her bedroom. Her hands were shaky and her elbow was still throbbing with pain. She came to a halt in front of her large bed. She took off her jacket and threw it along with the cane on her bed. Her shoulders were tense, she could still sense his presence, how he glared daggers into her back. She furrowed her brows in aggravation, she would not play a part in this game of his, stomping into her apartment and threatening her. She was the Deputy Mayor and she would not tolerate this disrespectful behavior of his. She turned around and entered the living room once more, she went straight to the curtains opened them and the light of the afternoon sun immediately flooded the room. She was not sparing him another glance but in the corner of her eye she could see that he had not moved an inch, he still stood there, tense and seething.

"Can you not find the door Sheriff?" She teased him with no amusement in her voice. Her head was beginning to hurt again and she just wanted to sink into the tub and be alone. She moved to rearrange the pillows on her long couch, still idly ignoring him.

"I am not going anywhere" He growled, his eyes locked on her back. He would not let her go so easily this time. He needed his answers and he would accept nothing less. The betrayal stung deep and he couldn't ignore her anymore, they needed this talk. They have needed it for weeks, and now he would have it, if she liked it or not.

Snow turned to look at him she wrinkled up her nose and eyed him for a few seconds. "Well that's nice for you but I'm not going to talk with someone who breaks into my apartment and has the nerve to threaten me" she smiled sweetly, her voice dripping with petulance.

He felt the muscles of his heart tighten with incredible force, sending gushes of blood down his veins in a single movement. His lips curled downward into a hellish snarl, and unearthly and demonic look came over him. A growl emanated from deep in his chest and the brims of his eyes started turning yellow. If he had looked closely he would have seen her trembling hands. But his vision was blurred by the anger and the humiliation he felt. He stalked towards her and grabbed her by her shoulders. She let out a shriek as his big hands encased her once more. Snow froze at his touch, she gasped in consternation. She could hear her heart pounding in her ears, Bigby and her had their occasional disputes, but Snow has never seen Bigbys anger towards her so raw and uncontrolled. She swallowed the lump in her throat and she had the urge to grab her cane, which was carelessly discarded on her bed now. She had no means to protect herself with and it made her worried. It won't come this far, she reassured herself. She wouldn't need to protect herself, Bigby wouldn't hurt her. Right?

"You knew all along didn't you?" he snarled. His patience was ice thin and he had enough of the games they played. Snow wriggled under his touch "What are you talking about?" she huffed, trying to break free.

"How could you keep it a secret from me Snow? Why in god's name didn't you tell me that we were expecting not one child, but children?" he pressed out between clenched teeth.

Snow felt the anger rise in her, her face flushed with the fury that was building in her soul. "No I didn't know it all along. Swineheart just told me a few days ago. Now, Let. Me. Go" She spat spitefully in his face, threateningly pronouncing every syllable. His nostrils flared and she could feel his nails starting to grow into claws. A sharp intake of breath escaped Snows lips and she placed her hands on his chest to forcefully shove him away, freeing herself from his grasp.

She turned her face away from Bigby. She hoped he wouldn't see the guilt in her eyes. Damned Swineheart, she hissed in her head. Snow wished he wouldn't have told her that particular secret about her pregnancy. She was ready to leave it behind her but the message about her lost children made her mourn and weep at night. She was not heartless and if she was truthful with herself she would admit that if she had known it before she might have not acted so abruptly. She knew she made a mistake by not telling him, but what other chance did she have? He would rather have chained her to her bed than let her end her pregnancy. Snow couldn't imagine raising kids by a man who wasn't her partner, only a friend long lost.

The taste in his mouth became tart and every bone in his body shook with animosity. "That's not the point Snow. You knew very well how much I cared about you but you chose to ignore it, ignore me. I had a say in the matter but you robbed me of that right. You betrayed me!"

"Boohoo I think I'm about to cry" She sneered, placing her hands on her hips, glaring at him. "You were the one who kept me from knowing about this pregnancy in the first place and now you want to talk about betrayed trust?" Angry tears sprung in her eyes and she felt her throat tighten. "You did not care about me; you just used me as a means of fulfill your fantasy of becoming a father. But guess what? I am Snow White. No one plays with me like that." She was breathing heavily, her hands clenched into fist as she let out all her suppressed rage.

Bigby stepped forward and grabbed her by her arms again, shaking her. He locked his eyes with hers. "Stop lying to yourself Snow. Stop with this act." His voice was getting desperate. It was as if she refused to acknowledge what he said. How could she be so stubborn? What happened with the compassionate and warm person he knew she could be under her bitter demeanor?

The tears she didn't want to spill made her eyes burn and she trashed around trying to escape his grip. He was too close. "Stop it. I don't love you!" She cried out. He eyes widened and his grip on her arms loosened at the shock of her words.

"I don't love you Bigby Wolf. Now go away, leave me alone" She screeched at him. Hot, burning tears were rolling down her face and she clenched her fists and started to punch his chest with them. He just stood there, like the cold breath of a grave her words seemed to have cut through his very soul. His hands snapped forward and took hold of both of her fists, stopping her from hitting him any longer. He pressed her closer to his body until she couldn't squirm anymore; he lowered his head, his face only inches away from hers and breathed:

"We both know that is not true."

Before she could comprehend his words, her lips were pressed against his in a rough kiss. His hands were holding her head in place and his lips were cold but she couldn't deny the tenderness with which he kissed her. She closed her eyes and started to beat on him again but he did not let her go. Her punches became weaker and it was as if this kiss was mending her hurt soul.

Soon she responded by wrapping her arms around his neck and she opened her mouth to deepen the kiss, letting his tongue slip into her mouth to meet hers in a passionate embrace. Their burning passion was fueled by their anger. Moans of pleasure escaped their lips and a tender feeling in Snows heart was spreading through her body. She knew that she had yearned for this for so long.

For a moment her brain shut down, and the pure ecstasy of their shape-shifting mouths swirling and puckering with each delicious smack of escaping air overcame her entire body. His hands ran down her body and squeezed her hips. With the gentle grace of a god he summoned her towards him, and she accepted this gift with total and undying faith.

All their suppressed feelings had led up to this moment. For centuries they had masked their true emotions, in fear of getting hurt. They had slowly distanced themselves from each other as they realized that they were about to lose control. Bigby and Snow had tried to stay away from each other but it was as if a force was binding them together, unable to be broken. They have lied to themselves for years, built a wall around them. But now, this wall was broken. There were no more suppressed and restrained emotions, no more lying, no more holding back.

Snow wrapped her legs around his waist and he started carrying her towards her bedroom, not breaking the kiss. Tonight, they would let their body's speak the words their mouths could not utter. The tears didn't stop from rolling down her face. She had wanted this for so long, it was not the first time she had nearly lost him and she couldn't pretend anymore, nor did she want to pretend any longer. Her mind was burning with guilt, she couldn't sleep at night and sometimes she felt as if she was going mad. She needed him to heal her, as well as she needed to heal him.

There was no more use in denying it. She used to fear thinking about it, but now, the act was over, the truth has been spoken and Snow could finally confess to herself that she was deeply and madly in love with him.

This was not the last chapter btw. I still have some stuff in stock to torture your poor souls :P

See you next time lovelies :3