So this chapter has been a long time coming, God knows that TheZorkij has been wanting it for a very long time, sorry dude, I'm just busy with other fics atm...

So please enjoy!

I Do Love...

As Bigby walked back into the Woodlands, he was feeling much better about his life than he was only a few hours ago. But it was a strange sensation; he still hated Mary for what she did to him, the broken arm, the silver bullet; but that kiss was nothing like he had ever experienced before...

It was true that Bigby had never been in a relationship before, but he was not a stranger to the affections of women. Mundy girls had eyed him up in the street on occasion, and both Cinderella and Briar Rose had flirted with him during some conversations. Bigby had even kissed Cinderella during a Remembrance Day celebration back in the 1950's, but they were both drunk and the brief kiss held no romantic feeling, it was just a nice gesture between 2 colleagues.

Of course Bigby would've preferred to have shared the kiss with Snow White, but she was being her usual self. She had shown up alone, but looking unbelievably glamorous, yet no man would win her affections for the night, even though her scent said otherwise. She DID want companionship, but it was more than likely to be with a handsome prince from the Homelands than a mangy old Wolf that killed people and terrorised pigs.

But Mary's kiss held the feeling of love, he could tell not only by her scent (although it was the major give away) but also by how hungrily her tongue lapped against his, the way her hips ground against him, the soft moaning that signalled lust and passion in the moment. Bigby wanted to feel those lips against his once more... good thing he possessed a mirror in his apartment.

A slow elevator ride and one Huff n' Puff later had Bigby walking out onto his floor, he headed in the direction of his apartment and was just past the Business Office when Snow came around the corner holding a stack of papers and a strong coffee, she was over-working herself yet again.

Bigby nearly collided with her in the hallway "Hey, Snow" Snow was a little surprised at first, she seemed to have been woken from some kind of trance "Oh, Sheriff, um, excuse me"

Snow moved past Bigby but she stopped again when his hand came to rest on her right shoulder "Snow, wait" Snow turned around with a blank expression; Bigby himself looked confused at his actions "Yes, Sheriff?" Bigby adjusted his tie a little "Uhhh, I uh... I wanted to say that I'm... sorry, for earlier"

Snow's face became a little more relaxed with those words; Bigby continued "I shouldn't have yelled at you like that, you didn't deserve it. I was just having a bad day for some reason..."

A small smile tugged at the corners of Snow's mouth, she replied with a small sigh "Thank you, Sheriff. I accept your apology" She was about to walk away before she continued "And I'm sorry I was so extreme with you, your suspension is lifted as of tomorrow morning, you should get some rest, Mr Wolf"

Bigby nodded in response as Snow turned and walked away, she smelled happier at least.

O Elsewhere in Manhattan

"Why the fuck did I kiss the Wolf like that? I don't love him, I don't even wanna have sex with him!.. Do I?" Mary was sat in her apartment thinking about her encounter with the Sheriff from earlier. Her place wasn't overly big; it had a moderately sized living room, with a small bathroom and a bedroom that Mary didn't always use, largely because she owned a comfy sofa bed that was seeing more use lately than her single-mattress bed.

The most unique object in the whole apartment was a large mirror with intricate gold outline located in the bedroom, a perfect size for Mary to just walk into whenever she wanted. The glass coffee table in the living room had several notices of eviction on it; Mary hadn't paid the rent since the Crooked Man died, but the aging landlord wasn't much of an enforcer with Mary. She was quietly referred to as the 'scary bitch in room 309' a title that she admired a little too much...

Mary sat up from her bed and paced around the living room, she couldn't comprehend her actions. She kissed Bigby Wolf! Not only that, but she was enjoying it! Mary hadn't loved someone since that tragic event back in the Homelands; it was her deepest, darkest secret, it was what made her the Bloody Mary of Mundane legend.

"C'mon Mary, the Wolf is your plaything, why would you possibly want to be with him?" Mary thought at first that it was the raw power that Bigby possessed; he was unlike any other foe she had encountered before, he had defeated her after showing his full strength.

That giant Wolf, he was 8 feet tall from paw to shoulder, with gray-black fur and solid yellow eyes... and those thick, razor sharp teeth and claws. He was a true force to be reckoned with, as Mary learned the hard way.

Now the Crooked Man was dead, Jersey and the Tweedle Brothers were in hiding (or had left the city altogether if they were smart enough) and Mary was bored shitless doing nothing. Mary looks outside, the sun is starting to set and the night air is mild, inviting even.

"That's it, I'm going out" Mary grabs her leather jacket and walks briskly out of her apartment; passing by some of the other permanent tenants on her way down the stairs, they stared at her with a mix of emotions. Fear, lust, intrigue... all pointless to the likes of Mary, she chose her own lovers just like she chose her own victims.

Mary walks down the street, heading towards a nightclub that she had visited several times in the past, the place had a tendency to play more Rock oriented music, and the patrons there were more 'interesting' to say the least. The bouncer lets Mary straight through, it's not just the fact she is a regular, but also because he is secretly scared of her.

Mary manoeuvres her way through the crowd as they dance and mosh-pit to some Metallica song playing on full blast. She comes to the bar and perches herself quite innocently onto one of the stools; the possibly stoned barman walks over to her "Yeah?"

Mary was so unoriginal when it came to drinks "A Bloody Mary"

The barmen gives a quick nod and prepares the drink within a minute, Mary tastes the drink. The flavour of tomato clashes against the fire of the vodka, it was Mary's favourite drink, and not just because it shared her name.

4 more Bloody Mary's later, a young woman had sat on the stool next to Mary, eyeing her up with a seductive smile. The woman was in her early 20's at best; she was wearing a tight black sequin dress with a short skirt, and wore simple eye shadow and lipstick, she had a slender physique, almost like a dancer's, with dark brown hair coming to her shoulders.

Mary stares into the woman's blissful brown eyes with a stern face, she wanted this girl to know that she was the dominant one, and the innocent babe seemed to understand almost instantly.

"The name's Clara" The girl speaks in a higher pitch voice, apparently trying to improve her chances with the interesting woman in front of her. Mary continues to stare at her, and then she moves towards the girl's ear. With a small lick of it she whispers "Have you ever had a bitch like me high five your face with her slit?"

Not even 2 minutes later are Mary and Clara in one of the cubicles in the women's toilets. Mary kisses the girl with such fierce passion; Clara can feel herself getting even more wet as a result. Mary was bisexual, she liked the rough hardness of man, but also the delicateness of women; and Clara was really something.

Mary lifts Clara's dress over her head to reveal she wasn't wearing a bra, and sucks on her neck, leaving love bites in her wake. Clara dips her head back and closes her eyes as she blindly removes Mary's jacket and shirt, revealing a dark blue lace bra underneath. Mary undoes the bra herself and Clara gropes her breasts tenderly. In retaliation, Mary dips her hands into Clara's skimpy green panties and rubs her wet folds, teasing her entrance.

Clara moans louder "Oh my god!" and Mary grins as she feels herself becoming hot with lust. Clara sets about removing Mary's pants... but then the unexpected happened. Mary closed her eyes, and saw Bigby Wolf in front of her.

Clara wasn't there anymore, instead Bigby was the one undressing Mary, and he was the one rubbing her through her underwear with one hand as the other pulled her head in closer for a steamy kiss. Mary's eyes opened just as Clara unzipped her pants, and she stopped her. Clara looked confused "What's wrong?"

Mary quickly grabbed her clothing and hastily put it on, stuffing her bra into her jacket pocket at the last possible second; she replies quickly "I can't" Mary unlocks the door and leaves the restroom, as a rather confused Clara awkwardly puts her dress back on, thankfully no one else was present to bear witness.

Mary quickly leaves the club and practically runs back to her apartment; she goes straight to the mirror and waves her hand in front of it...

O Bigby's Apartment

Bigby stopped watching the TV and pondered once again why he was attracted to Bloody Mary. The bitch had nearly killed him! And now he wanted to hold her in his arms and tell her wanted her?!

It was so confusing, surely Bigby wanted Snow... Snow, she had become so distant since getting her promotion, Bigby's chances with her had gone from not likely to never. She was the Deputy Mayor and he was her Sheriff, they were colleagues, it would be far too awkward for them both. Or would it?

How would a relationship get in the way? They both worked in different Office's, they rarely saw each other because of constant work, and when the day was done for Snow she would go home and do whatever, while Bigby would wait for the odd phone call from someone complaining about another fight or god knows what else.

Maybe Mary signalled freedom to Bigby? She was a lot less 'formal' than Snow was, Snow didn't swear that much, she always looked smart and never mixed business with pleasure.

But Mary? She was always so casual, she had a mouth on her yes, and she dressed in a more masculine style, but at least the fact she was a woman wasn't obscured in spite of it all.

Bigby walks to his bathroom and looks into the mirror, earlier that day he had thought of suicide right in front of it. Now he wanted that psycho lady to come through it and pounce on him.

Unbeknownst to Bigby, Mary was watching him through her own mirror. "Why do I feel this way about you?" Mary still didn't understand, she and Bigby hardly knew each other. Yet she felt compelled to learn more, she had heard the stories of the great Wolf decimating entire armies and swallowing Fables whole, but not anything personal like his origins or what made him who he is.

Bigby puts his hand to the mirror, and Mary mimics the action. Then Bigby starts to speak "Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary-"

Mary starts to a panic a little, but her nerves are replaced with excitement as Bigby continues "Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary-"

"Here it comes" She thought, as a big smile graced Mary's lips, Bigby started "Bloody..." But he didn't finish his sentence. Bigby instead looked down and away from the mirror, he huffed and marched back into his chair and closed his eyes.

Mary was in shock, and felt a little heartbroken. A small tear fell down her cheek, it surprised Mary more than anything, when was the last time she cried?

Regardless, Mary wasn't going to let this slide; she walked through the mirror... and into Bigby's bathroom.

Get ready for some fun stuff next chapter! XD

I hope you all enjoyed this, and I will see you next time dear readers!