A short chapter this time.

The story's almost at its end. I'm trying to make it last...and I enjoy keeping people in suspence ;P

Enjoy.

R

Tamara walked back into the room Owen had set himself up in "Everything's taken care of"

"They bought it?"

"As far as Emma and Neal are concerned, I'm just running on the beach"

"Any sign of the girl?" Owen asked her

"The first thing she would've done would be to go to them. No, she's still here somewhere and I doubt she'd leave without her sister. Speaking of which, how are things going with The Queen?"

"You know, she's not exactly cooperative. But, that's all about to change. Right, Regina?"

He slammed his palm onto a red button and the sound of electricity crackling and humming filled the air.
Regina grunted and convulsed in pain.

"You have no idea who you're dealing with" she said weakly when the shocks subsided.

"Actually, no, you have no idea who you are dealing with" Owen shot back smartly

It was sad that he didn't pick up on the fact that she wasn't talking about herself.

"So she didn't see anything?" Emma asked her father over the phone as she and Neal walked down one of the wharfs at the docks.

He watched as Emma looked over to something in the distance and he knew that suddenly everything made sense.

Over the seagulls, he heard her say "Get down to the docks right now"

"I was right" she finally told him "Tamara was not down here for a run. She was in there, with Regina"

With those words both took off at a run.

She heard talking a short distance away from her and went to investigate.

There were gasping sighs and a "What the hell, guys?" that sounded distinctively Emma.

After being trapped in here for hours on end Watcher had lost all common sense and was just glad to find someone other than Tamara or Owen, so she stupidly ran around to greet them.
And though she shouldn't have been surprised that they were armed, she was, and slipped in a puddle of something onto her butt when two guns were aimed in her direction.

"Watcher!"

Mary-Margaret hurried forward to her and was surprised when the girl threw herself into the smaller woman's arms, nearly sending her to the ground.

Watcher was breathing heavy and trembling.

Mary-Margaret moved to stare into the girls face, which was as white as a sheet. Her pupils were also dilated, but not in a crazed sense. She'd never seen someone so scared before.

"They wanted to cut me open! They wanted to experiment on me! I know I joked about it, but I didn't think it would ever seriously happen!" she said quietly as the others behind them conversed

"They who?" asked Mary-Margaret

"Tamara and Owen!"

"Tamara and Owen" Mary-Margaret parroted "Who's Owen?"

"Greg Mendell. He was here as a little boy with his father and was chased out of town and a whole lot of things happened with Regina and his dad-"

"Watcher, calm down. You're babbling" Mary-Margaret said gently

"I've never babbled before. Am I doing well so far?" Watcher asked innocently, though her words were strung together and Mary-Margret could only barely make them out.

"You and Mary-Margaret take the basement" she heard Emma say "We'll search the main floor, Regina's got to be here somewhere"

Emma paused momentarily "And take Watcher with you"

David nodded and guided Mary-Margaret and Watcher away.