Chapter 5

"Go! Go! Go!" He yelled, grabbing her arm and pulling her along. She ran, scared for her life and the life of her unborn child. She was now four months pregnant so her stomach was barely showing but she had developed the habit of placing her hand on it to reassure the baby that everything was all right.

It was then that the arrow whizzed past her face. She froze, they had never used long distance weapons on them before.

"Come on!" Jefferson yelled, grabbing her hand and squeezing it tightly. That was her man, always calm, cool and collected in the face of danger. He was the one that kept her moving, propelled her. She felt him squeeze her hand tighter for a split second and a groan escape his lips.

"Are you al-"

"Yes! Just keep going." She nodded, knowing he wasn't telling the truth but seeing how pointless it was to push the matter more. He led her into the forest where he halted to a stop.

"Did we do it? Did we get away?" She was out of breath.

He glanced back. "I think so-" He groaned.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm fine."

"Turn around?"

"What?"

"Just do it." He reluctantly did as she said. An arrow was sticking out of his shoulder. She gasped when she saw it.

"What?" He asked.

"How did you not know there was an arrow sticking out of your back?"

"I had my suspicions."

"I you thought you would just ignore it until it went away!?"

"I didn't want you to worry!"

"You didn't want me to worry about the arrow sticking out of your shoulder!? How long did you think you could keep this a secret?"
"I hoped until we were safe!"

"We are safe!" She looked at his wound. It wasn't that deep so the edge of the head was still visible. "Hold still. This might hurt"

"What are you going to-" He screamed as she pulled it out, dripping with blood.

"I warned you. Now take off your shirt."

"What?"
"I have to bandage it. Why else would I want you to take of your shirt?" He did as she said. She pulled a piece of fabric from her skirt and wrapped it around it tightly to keep the blood in.

"Maybe you just wanted to see my six-pack?"

"Oh please." He looked a bit hurt. "Not that your six-pack isn't amazing it's just we have bigger issues right now. She tied the knot on the makeshift bandage. "There. That'll hold it until we get to the safe house. I have more bandages and medical supplies there. She turned and stood in front of him adjusting the bandage.

"Thank you." He muttered.

She smiled. "Thank you for what?"

"For saving my life." She smiled and kissed him lightly.

"My pleasure." She said when they broke apart.

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It couldn't be. She was dead. She died a long time ago or so Regina told him. He collapsed into his armchair, rubbing his head. How was this possible? Had she escaped?

"Confusing isn't it?" He looked up to see Regina standing there, smirking.

"How did you get in?" She grinned and held up a huge key chain. He rolled his eyes. "Of course." He muttered.

She sat down in one of his chairs. "So I heard you had a run in with a certain young lady today."

"And how do you know that?"

"I have eyes and ears everywhere." He rolled his eyes yet again. "You're not stupid enough to make a move right?"

"What's stopping me?"

"Paige."

"Grace?" She nodded.

"Your precious daughter is no longer under your protection."

He scoffed. "Says who?"

"Says her new parents." Jefferson didn't say anything. "So here's the thing. Make a move to talk to her, ask her out, break the curse and Paige gets it."

"Grace!" He corrected through his teeth.

"You get the picture. So do you agree?" He said nothing just glared at her hand. "I'm going to take that as a yes." She grinned and stood up. "Well my business is done here." She smirked once more then left. Leaving him alone with his thoughts.

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