A/N: I apologize for the long wait. I hit a bit of writer's block with the first part of this chapter. After I let it sit for a bit though, it just started to flow. Everything is setting up nicely for the climax of this story. Enjoy!

"Thanks for lunch." Nikolai smiled softly at Ruby as she walked toward the door.

She smiled back just as softly, before winking at him. "No problem. I couldn't very well let you starve, now could I?" She asked, with one eyebrow cocked. When Nikolai merely chuckled, Ruby waved, the smile still dancing across her lips, before she exited the apartment.

Once the door shut behind her, Nikolai let out a content sigh. He had never dreamed that he could be this happy, this content with his life. Before he found his brother and Emma, he had been resigned that he would spend the rest of his life alone. Now he had a family – an extended family, if Emma's parents were to be believed, and then there was Ruby. He felt drawn to her unlike any other person. Even more than he had been drawn to Graham, and that was his flesh and blood. There was just something about her that made his heart race uncomfortably. The way she would smile at him, like he was the only person in the room, or the way that her eyes would capture his for longer than necessary. Nikolai was almost certain that he was falling for her, but he couldn't be certain. Especially since he hadn't been in love before.

A moan escaped Nikolai's lips, as he stretched his arms out above his head. The muscles in his shoulders and back had been balled up tightly since they had portal jumped to Storybrooke. His sleep always interrupted by vivid, violent nightmares. Different every single time, but always with the same ending. Watching Emma and Graham die, before being killed himself.

Nikolai's thoughts were interrupted by two, nearly in sync, screams coming from Graham's bedroom. He didn't spare a second thought, before jogging quickly toward the closed bedroom door, and shoving it open. He didn't know who to help first. Graham was still, as a shrill scream curled its way from his throat, while Emma thrashed against the bed. Nikolai rushed toward Emma, if only to stop her from causing Graham more pain then he was already in.

"Hey. Emma. It's okay, you're safe. It's Nikolai. Come on, wake up." Nikolai cooed softly, his voice a hushed whisper.

The screaming from Graham's side of the bed stopped, as Nikolai cocked his head and watched Graham clutch at his arm, his eyes wide open.

"You okay?" Nikolai asked, concern lacing his brown eyes.

Graham nodded, as he eyed Emma wearily. "How about her?" He finally muttered.

Emma's body had stopped thrashing, the screaming had also ceased. In their wake was a shuttered Emma, her body shaking violent as tears lined her cheeks.

"Emma, come on. Wake up. You're safe. We're all safe." Nikolai pressed, as he shook her shoulder.

"Graham." Emma whimpered softly, before her eyes flashed open. Her blue eyes stared blankly back at Nikolai, almost as if she was looking straight through him.

After a moment, she blinked her eyes and focused on Nikolai's face. "Oh God." A blush crept onto her cheeks, as she sat up in Graham's bed. "I didn't mean to fall asleep."

Nikolai took a seat next to Emma's legs on the bed. "Have you been sleeping, Emma?" Nikolai asked, finally noticing the deep purple under her eyes.

"Not if I can help it..."

"How long has this been going on?" Graham interrupted her, his breathing was starting to level out.

Emma shrugged, before turning toward Graham. She gasped lightly at the sight of him clasping a tight hand on his injured shoulder. "Oh God. Did I do that?"

Graham looked away, not wanting her to feel any worse than she did already. "Yeah, I guess."

Nikolai cleared his throat. "So, you two are having nightmares too?"

Both of their heads whipped toward Nikolai, "You too?" Emma asked.

Nikolai nodded, "Since we got to Storybrooke. Let me guess, vivid and violent images from the Enchanted Forest?"

"Yeah." They both chimed in.

"Changes every night?" When they both nodded, Nikolai sighed. "Does anyone else find that weird? I mean, I would understand us having nightmares. We went through a trauma together, but why would it change so drastically every night? I mean, the first night it was Cora killing us all, and making me watch. Actually, every night it involves Cora killing us somehow..." Nikolai's sentence trailed off at the gaping stares he was getting from Graham and Emma. "What?"

"Nikolai, my first nightmare was Cora killing us at Lake Nostros – please tell me that yours was different."

Nikolai shook his head, "That is exactly what mine was about. It was the night I met Ruby. I told her all about."

The three of them gaped at each other, speechless.

Henry heard the hushed whispers of his grandparent move into their shared bedroom. At the moment, he would have given anything for their bedroom to have a door, but he knew that he would just have to make due with what he had. He snuck down the remaining stairs, careful to keep his footsteps light, before reaching the landing. Slowly and carefully, he pulled his backpack up and around his shoulders. He knew that if anyone had the ability to fix the rift between his biological family and his adoptive mother, it was him. He was the only thing that all of them had in common, and his well being meant more to them than anything else.

Tip-toeing quietly toward the kitchen, Henry peered back toward their bedroom, and smile triumphantly once he noted that their attention was on each other. Then he stared at the front door. That was going to be the tricky part. Getting out of the apartment without either of his grandparents hearing him. Edging himself toward the door, careful to not make any sound, Henry slowly slipped both of his shoes on.

"Please be quiet." Henry whispered, as he eyed the big, metal door. Gulping softly, Henry pulled on the door and squinted his eyes shut as he yanked it open. He smiled pleasantly at the very low, soft sound that the door let off. It wasn't the silent, stealthy exit he had been hoping for, but he hoped it was quiet enough for him to at least get a head-start. His grandparents were smart and so was his mother. Henry knew that it wouldn't take either of them long to figure out where he was headed. He just hoped that when he got there, Regina would be waiting.

Emma rushed down the stairs quickly, her feet slapping against the metal with a hard thump. Nikolai and Graham followed closely behind her. All of their eyes were still large as the facts started to settle in. It was weird enough that they were all having nightmares, but it was a given that they would all share the same fears. They had all both been through the same trauma. However, it was beyond their comprehension that they would be having the same nightmares.

As Emma's feet hit the landing of the second floor, she skidded to a stop and turned toward the hallway full of apartments. She hadn't wanted to share any of what had happened with her parents. She most definitely didn't want to see their worry-etched faces as she explained that she was having nightmares, and Emma most certainly dreaded what they would say or do when they found out that all three of them shared the exact same nightmares.

Emma had a theory, but there was no way it could rooted in truth. There was no way that she could know the truth, not yet. They had all been very careful to keep everything very hush-hush. It was need to know, and most of everything that had happened in the Enchanted Forest had been kept under wraps. The only person that knew most of what happened over there was Ruby, and Emma knew that her friend was trustworthy, no matter how much she might hate admitting it.

Without a second thought, like the fact that any of her family members might be sleeping, Emma threw the front door open. Her hands reached out to try to stop it from smacking against the wall a little to late. Emma grimaced, as her parents came rushing out of their bedroom.

"Sorry." Emma whispered, as her cheeks flushed red.

"That's alright, Emma." Snow answered, as she stared at the two people standing behind Emma. She couldn't deny the identical looks of confusion and fear etched on their faces. "What's wrong?"

Emma sighed, as she stepped in further to allow Nikolai and Graham to step inside the apartment and shut the door. "You guys might want to sit down. This is going to take awhile."

Ruby stared out the diner window, her nose wrinkling when she saw Henry run past the diner. She dropped the dish towel she had been clutching. Somewhere deep inside her mind she could hear her grandmother yelling at her, however she couldn't help but to tune her out. Her mind elsewhere, Ruby took a few quick steps forward and found herself outside. She could still see Henry's small head bobbing up and down and he continued jogging forward. It didn't take her long to figure out where he was headed.

Without so much as a second thought, Ruby took off after him. She didn't want him to know that she was following him though. Not when she needed to figure out his motives to go see her. Ruby kept her footsteps light, her boots barely hitting the cement. She knew that it was her other side taking over. The fight or flight instinct was kicking in slowly, as her wolf side grew more agitated with where she was headed. Still she fought it off, as she kept her distance from the young boy.

He took the correct turns until the white mansion came into view. Ruby felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. Everything inside of her was screaming to run in the opposite direction, and while she had a rather large distaste for the Queen, she had never felt quite so – disturbed – being so close to the other woman. Something was wrong. She could feel it in the air. Something was off, but she couldn't put her finger on what that might be. She made a move to pick up her pace to stop Henry from doing something dangerous, but she was too late. He had already rang the doorbell, and the light in the foyer turned on. Instead, Ruby merely flattened herself out of view and watched the door open. The sight of Regina caused her hands to shake, but then again that was an unusual reaction to the dreadful woman. Something wasn't right, but she couldn't stop what was happening. Not when Regina put her arm around Henry's shoulders and led him into the mansion. She had to go get Emma and her family. She had to tell them what was going on. Something was terribly wrong, and she had this horrible feeling that Henry is in grave danger.