A/N: So imagine my shock when I publish a new chapter and leave my house for three hours to go to drum core rehearsal, come back and see THIRTY NEW REVIEWS! I almost dropped dead I was so ridiculously happy. As a result of my utter excitement, I am going to publish one more chapter before I go to bed! Thank you to all of my reviewers, especially those who offered some constructive criticism and plot bunnies!
I also have a bit of an odd question…I was wondering if anybody would be willing to attempt to make a YouTube Trailer for this story. If you would be interested, PM me, and we can try to work something out…
Now, on with the show!
"Mary Margaret!" I called, ramming through the front door of her small home, helping to stabilize Graham as he tried to walk. He was still a bit out of it, but his color had come back and he was able to string together a coherent sentence at this point. Mary Margaret came leisurely walking in, but her color drained when she the scene before her began to sink in, "Get him some water. And some painkillers."
"What the hell happened?" she asked, rushing to the sink.
"Okay, I'm going to tell you, but you have to try to believe I'm not crazy." I laughed. That just made me sound even more crazy then I was about to lead into. Mary Margaret gave me a nod, as I dumped Graham on the couch, and stood, running my hands through my hair for the umpteenth time. I had done it so much it was starting to get greasy, "He was killed." I answered. She turned around, eyes huge, "And I brought him back to life by…carving out an animal and…feeding it to him…"
Mary Margaret automatically popped up from where she was bent, trying to dig around in the cabinets looking for some Aspirin, "You what?"
I threw my hands up defensively, "It worked, didn't it?" I asked.
I drew in a breath to say something, and then looked back over to Graham, who was out cold on the couch. I stopped me cold. He looked perfectly innocent, like nothing in the world could bother him. When I looked back over to Mary Margaret, she was giving me and appraising look, and motioned for me to follow her into the next room over, so that we wouldn't have to keep our voices down.
"So, how long have you two been a thing?" she was sporting a devilish smile.
"Wha- me and- NO!" I squealed. However much I may have wanted it to be true, the bottom line was that it wasn't going to happen anytime soon. The only reason Graham had kissed me in the first place was because he wanted to feel something. Now that he had a real heart, he could feel whatever he wanted , for anyone he wanted.
"Emma, you're lying to me. Tell me what happened!" Mary Margaret squealed in excitement. Apparently she didn't get the whole 'I just brought a guy back to life.' Scenario. She wanted the real scoop. The girly talk. I had never really been good at that, "Who kissed who first?" Oh, dear God. What; were we thirteen again?
"Well, it was kind of…I'm really not-" I struggled to form a coherent thought, "Kind of both of us. At different times." Wow. That was possibly the most ridiculous thing to ever come out of my mouth.
There was a tiny glint in her eye that I really hadn't seen there before, "Whatever you say." She chuckled.
"I saved him because of Henry." I said, catching her attention once more, "There were pages in Henry's book that told me how to do it. And after the whole thing, while we were driving here… Graham told me everything that he remembered. He said he tried to kill you. And then something about Mr. Gold, but I really didn't catch it. The part that I did manage to make the least bit of sense out of…was the part about Madame Mayor. Apparently she is the evil queen, and she would stop at nothing to make everyone's life a living hell. Does any of this sound familiar?" I ask.
"We need to get that book don't we?" she asked.
"I'd say that Operation Cobra is now back on its feet."
There was a moment of silence and then Mary Margaret just chuckled, back to her normal self in an instant, "I'm just going to give this to Graham." She said, motioning to the Aspirin in her hand. She swung through the door of the kitchen and stopped in her tracks, forcing me to nearly run into her back. There in the middle of living room stood both Mr. Gold and Graham. Graham looked positively pissed and Mr. Gold had an impish little grin. The best comparison would be to that of a cheeky child.
"Good evening, Ladies." Mr. Gold turned to both Mary Margaret and me and gave an odd sort of bow, before shuffling back to the door, "I hope you don't mind. I heard through the grapevine that the Sheriff wasn't well, and decided to pay a visit."
"To my home?" Mary Margaret asked in confusion.
Mr. Gold cocked his head, showing off his hideous teeth as he grinned, "News travels fast, Dear. Now, I must be off." He said, allowing a hand to flutter in the air in a sad attempt at hand language. He just looked ever-more demented. He turned to Graham and with an eerie tone, said, "I will be seeing you Sheriff." Then with a curt nod, he was out the door.
Anger quickly washed away from Graham's features, as he peered over to the two of us with a look of devastation, "I know who he is."
"Of course you do Graham." Mary Margaret chuckled, "He's been in Storybrooke longer than we've been alive."
"No, no! I mean I know who he is!" with the blank expression he received from both me and Mary Margaret, he threw his hands up in the air, as if aggravated that he had to practically draw us a picture, "In Henry's book!" he nearly screamed, leaving all three of us in a daze.
"Then…who?"
"Rumpelstiltskin."
"Are you sure?" I asked, rushing to his side, as he began to wobble on his heels a bit, "How do you know?"
He gave me a look a utter desperation, "He's ordered me to do something horrible."
Yeah, so that's my idea of a cliffhanger! Lol Let me know what you think of this chapter. More will probably come tomorrow or the next day…or both…depending on how many reviews I get! I'll make a deal with you all…if you all give me 30 new reviews by 4:00 tomorrow, I will write two new chapters tomorrow instead of just one. And when I say chapters I mean LONG chapters. Anyway, in the heat of all of the hustle and bustle of the holiday season, and finals time, I've found that writing this story is my escape. Let me know what you think please. I look forward to writing you all two gigantic chapters tomorrow! As always, let me know how I can improve and let me know what you want to see more of! Thanks for all of your reviews on chapters 1&2! Love Y'all! xMags
