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David had landed in torn up house. But he's not there now. Now, he stands in front of the bar doors, where he knows Baelfire to be, as he and his drunk buddies sing praises to him.

Imbeciles.

He takes a shuddering breath and steps in. The singing and shouting stops, and all eyes turn to him.

"AY, it's David!"

"Finally get out from underneath the rocks?"

"How's the weather in whatever land you left your brain in?"

"DAVID!" Baelfire's booming voice reaches David just before the man himself. His words are slurred, and he reeks of beer, alcohol, and twenty different kinds of pathetic. He flinches as he imagines himself almost sending Emma off to love this man.

"WHAT BRINGS YOU DOWN HERE?!" His voice is obnoxiously loud.

"My daughter."

Baelfire's eyes flash with anger. "The brat that broke her promise?" As an afterthought, he adds, "and my heart."

David rolls his eyes.

"No," he says in low tones. "She's been taken." At Bae's blank gaze, he adds, "by a beast."

Bae laughs and the entire bar joins in. "A beastie has kindnapped the princess?" He slams his mug down. "Good riddance!" He raises his already shouting voice. "DRINKS ON ME TONIGHT, BOYS!" A resounding cheer and chant of his name echo across the room.

"LISTEN TO ME!" David shouts, desperation taking hold of the normally calm shepherd. "Whoever can save my daughter, is rewarded with my daughter."

Baelfire snorts. "Some prize! We don't go on quests to save witches; we go on quests to save ladies."

"AND!" David shouts, "THIS." He slams a portion of the jewels and gold from the monster.

Silence possesses the room.

"Well" Baelfire says quietly. "It seems we have ourselves a deal." He grins, but it lacks warmth, and gives off only a cold, calculating feeling.

David shivers.

It's for Emma. They'll figure something out when she gets back.

"Of course," Baelfire says loudly, "I will require a down-payment." He grabs all his large hands can carry off the table and winks. "Just so you don't get...cold feet." He nods to two men, and David finds himself roughly grabbed by the shoulders and thrown out the bar doors and into the snow.

He stares at the bar, thinking over and over again of the promises he doesn't intend to keep, but had to be made.

That doesn't make him a monster, does it?

No.

It's for Emma.

It's for Emma.

A/N:

Sorry for the delay and lack of length today! It was my sister's bday celebration, and I wasn't even going to update, but a certain reviewer changed my mind. :)

A pretty uneventful day, kind of melancholy, so nothing really to say except:

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