"Are you insane?" Regina roared the moment they landed.
Emma quickly glanced around, she'd been too frantic to picture one clear place in her mind and the uncertainty as she'd transported the two of them had scared her. She breathed a sigh of relief that they were mere steps from the town line, far away from the vault. Then, she threw back, "Are you? Sorry if I wasn't content with listening to him torture you indefinitely! He wasn't going to just give in any time soon." Regina opened her mouth to argue but Emma interrupted with "-and don't even try to tell me you had a better plan."
Regina sighed, "Not yet but I would have had you given me half the chance."
"God, Regina, he whipped you!" Emma said, exasperated. She took ahold of Regina's shoulders, forcibly turning her around to assess the damage.
Her blouse was torn in bloody streaks in several places and the blood was rapidly spreading throughout the material. Regina hissed as she trailed a finger gently down one of the marks, "Do you mind?"
Emma ignored her, "Can you heal yourself?"
"I can only heal what I can see and reach, but we can worry about cleaning me up later." Regina snapped, turning back around. "Gold will be after both of us now that he knows you're aware of his plan, thanks to your rash actions."
"Regina, you can complain all you want to about me saving your ass, but I'm not going to regret what I did."
Regina snorted, "Well, now he's probably planning to capture us both and hold us until he finds a way to turn you dark, so you haven't saved my ass quite yet, Miss Swan. He's going to find us any minute now."
"What do you suggest?" Emma asked, beginning to worry again now that the adrenaline was fading. She knew that Regina was right.
"We get out of here, right now." She grabbed ahold of Emma's arm and began dragging her towards the town line but Emma pulled back.
"Without the Snow Queen's scroll? We'll never get back in," Emma complained, "And what about Henry? We can't leave him here, unprotected."
"We have our phones, when it's safe to come back we can call someone to bring us the scroll and let us in. As for Henry, Gold won't go after him, he's his grandson."
"You can't be sure of that."
"I've seen him with Henry, he's been treating him like a younger Neal. So that's one thing I am sure of."
"Okay, but what about the bug? If Gold follows us out of here, I don't want to be on foot."
"Gold won't follow us, it took him long enough to figure out a way back into town the first time. He'll know that we'll have to come back at some point and he'll be waiting." Regina explained, knitting her brow.
"What will we do then?"
"I have no idea." Regina exclaimed, slapping her hands to her sides. "All I know is if we're not over that town line in the next few minutes, we'll be dragged back to the vault. This is our only option right now, so are you done wasting time with questions?"
Emma bit her lip and nodded. This time when Regina grabbed her arm and walked them towards the town line, she offered no resistance.
Regina breathed out deeply and closed her eyes as they stepped out, Emma shuddered.
"What was that?" Emma asked.
"That was the magic leaving your body."
Emma frowned, "I didn't feel that the last few times I left town."
"Probably because you weren't as in touch with your magic as you are now."
"I feel… Weaker, vulnerable." Emma shivered, fear setting in as she came to terms with their situation.
Regina surprised her by placing a comforting hand on her shoulder, "Don't worry. It'll come back once we return, when we really need it. For now, try and remember your time before Storybrooke. You were pretty tough back then, from what I've heard anyway."
"It would help if I had my gun." Emma grumbled.
"You don't need a gun. I seem to recall you having a strong right hook." Regina smiled.
Emma laughed at that, "You too. I had a fat lip for a week."
"We'll be fine." Regina said, but it almost sounded like she was speaking to herself. "Besides, we still have a little something."
"A little something?"
"A little magic." At Emma's confused expression, Regina reached into her pocket and pulled out a bright green amulet.
"Zelena's necklace? How?"
"Regardless of what you may think, I was in the process of making a plan. I had the idea that if I could somehow get ahold of this amulet, I could surprise Gold with a burst of magic from it whilst he believed the handcuffs had rendered me powerless. I just didn't have a way to get it."
"So, how-?"
"You gave me the opportunity. The moment you took ahold of my shoulders and I felt myself leaving the handcuffs and the vault, the moment I felt my magic come back, I summoned it."
"That is seriously quick thinking." Emma smiled, impressed. "Does it still work though? Didn't we agree that the time portal was created from the amulet? That might have drained what magic it still contained."
"There's only one way to find out" Regina said. She placed a hand gently over the amulet and pulled on the elements inside. Immediately she felt warmth and a soft light began to emit from it along with a low vibration. "There's some in there alright. Just not much." She placed the amulet at her neck and tightened the clasp behind her. "We'll use it for healing. Hopefully there'll be enough. The next step is getting away from here for a while and coming up with a plan."
Emma's eyes widened as a thought came to her, "We don't have any money, how are we going to get anywhere?"
"We call for help."
"Well that'd be a great idea if it weren't for the fact that all the people we know live in the town that we're trying to get away from."
"Not all of them."
Emma raised her eyebrows, questioningly.
Regina reached into her pocket once again and retrieved another holy grail, a small slip of paper with a phone number scribbled on it in black pen. She smiled widely, "Robin."