Alright, we've got a few more hours until it's time for the showdown. Time to check up on people. Hopefully some things are working out alright...
When it came to weapons, the pawnshop was a treasure trove. It contained a variety of swords, knives, bows, arrows and a rack of wands made for dark magic or fairies, or both.
"So what do you think you were all using?" Jade asked as she plucked a sword from its rack.
"I'm going to go with knives", Indira responded, "considering the way I used them against that monkey."
"What about you, Jade?" Clarissa asked. Jade studied the weapon in her hands; it was long, broad and, above all, extremely heavy.
"Not a sword", she said. "At least not this one. I think I'd like a bow; I could be a good Merry Man, don't you think?"
"Question is if Robin Hood would allow you to join his crew", Rowan remarked, grinning at the shorter girl. Jade stuck out her tongue at him in reply.
"Well, let's gather up as much as we can find and bring it to Granny's", Indira said. "Be careful with the swords, though; they're sharp."
"Alright, so who could possibly help us untie these?" Miranda asked, holding one of the two bunches containing their wands in her hand. "Regina needs to save her strength for the showdown, so who else has magic?"
"Well, the fairies do", Arianne suggested.
"I'm not sure they'd be willing to help us", Toby admitted. The other two looked at him and he waved his hand at the book, still lying on one of the hospital beds of the room.
"After reading that one I'd rather put my trust in the magic of Rumplestiltskin or the Evil Queen than the fairies", he explained. "Only Tinker Bell seems to have some sense when it comes to helping people."
"Wait, the brown-haired nun at the funeral today", Miranda interrupted. "I heard someone call her Blue; does that make her the Blue Fairy from Pinocchio?"
"My point still stands; fairies are not the best people to ask for help when it comes to magic", Toby responded. The two girls, however, seemed too absorbed in the idea of finding the Blue Fairy and asking for her help than to listen to his protests about the fairies not being their best option. Still, he thought, maybe they were their only option.
"Alright, fine, we seek out the Blue Fairy", he said, silencing them, "but I don't know if she'll be happy to help us free a set of Ollivander wands."
"Why would you say that?" Miranda asked, frowning at him. He shrugged.
"I don't know", he responded. "Now let's go before I change my mind about all of this."
They set out towards the nunnery, a large, red, wooden building at the outskirts of town. Already when hurrying down the pebble road to get to the house they saw the woman they were there to find; a short, straight-backed woman with brown, neatly organized hair.
"Blue Fairy!" Arianne called out, causing the woman to turn towards the trio in surprise. As they approached she gave them a kind smile.
"Hello. What brings you three here? Has something happened to your friend?"
"No, she's... she's still in a coma", Miranda admitted. "We came to talk to you about something else."
She held out the wands in front of her and, at the sight of them, Blue's eyes instantly widened.
"Where did you get those?" she asked, her voice barely passing for a whisper.
"They're ours", Toby answered.
"The Wicked Witch took them from us", Arianne explained. "The ropes binding them are enchanted; can you help us break them free?"
Blue stared at the sticks for a bit longer before she straightened up and shook her head.
"Absolutely not."
"What?" Miranda said. "Why?"
"Because those wands were made by Ollivander and were the cause of his banishment", the fairy answered. "He should never have created the sort of magic they hold."
"He was banished for creating wands for humans?" Arianne asked with a frown.
"No", Blue responded, "he was banished for creating wands combining light and dark magic."
She started to turn away from them and Toby glanced over at his companions, seeing the disappointed looks on their faces.
"Wait", he said out loud. The Blue Fairy stopped and looked at him. Despite being more than a head taller than her he did feel intimidated by that piercing, brown stare.
"Regina is going to face the Wicked Witch tonight", he eventually managed to continue. "What if she does not make it? Won't you need something else to fight against the Witch?"
"We will be..."
"Regina and Zelena are the two most powerful sorcerers in this town and, on top of that, Zelena controls Rumplestiltskin, or Gold, or whatever his name is", Toby continued, "and he knows everything about the kind of magic they are wielding and that you are wielding. Don't you think you will need something that he does not know about, something that might be able to fight back against the Witch?"
Regina hardly had time to pull the door of her mansion open before the one who had been banging on it stormed inside.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she demanded to know. The woman, one of those who had recently showed up in Storybrooke, did not respond instantly; instead she took to pacing in front of the grand staircase, her face set and her lips pursed. It was a look Regina knew very well.
"Who the hell does she think she is?" the woman eventually growled.
"Well, I'm assuming you're talking about the Wicked Witch", Regina responded. The woman shot her a glare.
"The question was rhetorical", she muttered.
"Why are you here?" Regina questioned.
"Because you are probably the only one who can tell me what is going on", the woman in front of her responded. Regina raised her eyebrows.
"I'm sorry?"
"David kissed me."
Regina stared at her for a few moments.
"Well, that's... shocking", she eventually admitted.
"We are not supposed to be kissing", the woman remarked. "He is married, expecting a baby and I am definitely not even close to being in love with him."
"So you think Zelena might have something to do with it?" Regina asked.
"It was the most logical explanation."
"Well, maybe, but magic cannot cause people to fall in love", Regina pointed out before leading the younger woman into the living room.
"We are not in love", she remarked. "He loves Mary Margaret and I see him as nothing but a friend. The kiss was something she somehow caused us to engage in to drive a wedge between us."
"And since you are here telling me about it instead of talking it over with him, wouldn't you say it worked?" Regina asked. The woman sighed.
"Until it's solved, until I know whatever this spell is, I cannot trust myself to be around him. This was just a kiss; what if something else happens?"
"None of this explains why you sought me out", Regina remarked and poured a glass of her homemade apple cider to herself. "After all, you seem to have figured everything out without my help."
"I wanted to ask you if there was a way to ensure that me and David don't end up in this situation again", the woman answered. Regina blinked at her in surprise.
"You want me to cast some sort of spell that will keep you two apart?"
"Yes."
"Sorry, dear, I have a Wicked Witch to deal with", Regina sighed and took a sip of her cider. "I cannot use my magic for anything else today."
The creases on the woman's forehead slowly vanished and she took a deep breath before she nodded.
"I'm sorry, I really should not have just barged in here", she said. "You need to rest before tonight."
She was about to head out through the door to the hall again when Regina called her back.
"Wait."
Regina put her glass down on the table.
"If I look into a spell that can help you, after the fight, would you be willing to help me in return?" she asked.
"Of course", the woman answered. "What do you need?"
"I need you to find Robin Hood and ask him to meet me where we met earlier today, an hour before sundown. He will know where that is."
The woman raised an eyebrow at her.
"Yeah, sure, I can do that", she said. "Anything else?"
"No", Regina said and shook her head. "Just... just make sure he meets me there."