Nadri was pulled into a family situation that she had no experience of. Robin and Regina were called away with Zelena to find their daughter, an unfortunate ingredient that was called into the mix of Hades' time-travelling magic. Nadri had grown to know Hades' ideas and visions for his future especially when it came to getting his revenge, she knew exactly what he was doing bringing in a pure, poor soul into this domain. The situation began to become overbearing, the presence of so many living souls in one room was unnerving to Nadri. It was beginning to wear her spirit down, every step forward was just two steps back.

Nadri went to the rooftop for some much needed air, needing to come away from the bodies that were crowding the room. She had experienced loneliness all of her life and socialising skills were something that she desperately need to learn. She was struggling to keep up with everyone's life stories, confusing relationships, friendships and backstories only made her more confused along the way.

Looking over at Storybrooke she could see that Regina and Robin were heading away from the apartment building, on their way to retrieve Robin's baby. She wished them luck, she couldn't imagine how much more pain that they could stand.

They had lost a lot.

"Struggling with human life, Nadri?" The voice ran through her body as if her body had been pushed into a freezing cold, ice sea. The chills ran through her, creeping up her spine hauntingly and goosebumps spread across her skin with fear. "Oh, my dear, did I scare you?" Nadri turned around with a paralyzing fright, seeing the Lord of the Underworld standing opposite her with hands placed on his cane comfortably and leaning forward with a sickening smile to Nadri. "I'd say that was pretty easy this time."

"How did you find me?" Nadri's words were barely audible, almost ghost-like. It was almost like a mirror to a few days ago, only this time it didn't take a few hundred years to track her down.

"You know I have eyes everywhere, Nadri."

"Don't hurt them. They are good people…they are good souls." She begged them, pleading desperately with the Lord himself. Nadri took a step back, only a few centimetres away from the edge of the building and then it was a devastating fall. Only few know what happened after a soul experiences a devastating impact to their vessel, they'd go to a place that they were reformed…but it was a different place every time.

"I'm not here for them, Nadri." Hades made his way towards her, aimlessly spinning his cane. Hades was wrapped up in a dark, comfortable trench coat and sporting a dark red, silk ascot. "I'm here for you. Did you really think I wouldn't find you after the Jones brother let out where you were hold up? I was stupid enough not to think of it myself."

"Hades." Nadri's voice was firm, desperate of the God to listen to her. "You've found me, that's it. We can go together and let them leave." She tried to negotiate but was met with a maniacal cackle. "Please, I'm begging you. They have children-"

"That I need." Hades corrected her. "No one is going anywhere. Not a single one."

"You seem to forget your power is right here in my pocket. I will make you do anything I want you to. You think that the living can just charge into my house, wreck my front yard and then go without paying the consequences?! They will pay. This isn't a game anymore." Nadri's head snapped back at the group that was coming towards the apartment building, ready to shout out for them but a leather-gloved hand wrapped around her mouth to stop her from being able to cry out.

His strength overpowered her. She kicked her legs out, Nadri struggling to hold herself up as Hades didn't hold back on wrestling her away from the jump.

"Ah! I don't think so, bitch." He growled, dragging her away. His cheek was pressed against hers, pulling her body against his as he aggressively pulled her further back against the ledge. "We're going for a little trip." With his last words, Nadri was dragged into a cloud of dark smoke, disappearing from the roof.

They arrived in the middle of the Underworld's prison, right in front of the door of Nadri's old cell that she had been confined when she had first gotten here. Hades grabbed her by the back of the neck tightly, handling her like a feral animal, and directed her to the cell before shoving her roughly inside of it. Nadri tripped on her dress, ripping the fragile material down past her knees as she collapsed onto the stone floor and cried out.

"It's alright, my dear. You won't be needing that." Hades chuckled behind the woman before shutting the heavy door behind them. Nadri looked up at Hades, dirt covering her face from meeting with the floor, the candles that were lit within the cell shed a small light on the anticipation of the beating that she was about to receive. Her body was shaking, terrified, full of adrenaline.

"Do it! This isn't new to me anymore, Hades."

"Oh I plan to do it." Hades told her with a matter of fact tone, beginning to unbutton his coat as he approached her. "I plan to break you into small Nadri pieces and no one will come to safe you." His anger at her defiance radiated off him, he wasn't planning on letting her out of his sight.

She could try and fight back, attempt in some way to use her power, but it didn't matter.

Hades would end her once and for all.

Killian sat in the Blanchard apartment with Emma, both sitting on the couch waiting for Regina and Robin to come back with his newborn. Killian was anxiously waiting for Nadri to come back down from the apartment's rooftop, leaving her to get some peace and quiet by herself that she had been yearning since being brought into the fold of their heroic group. He understood that it was beginning to become too much for her but he wanted to keep her as safe as he could. He couldn't imagine what the impact would be if she was gone from his life.

Emma could see how much he was worrying, he was rubbing his hand up and down the knee of his jeans and constantly glancing up at the door every time he heard a noise. Behind his back, Emma had looked through the pages that Henry had unknowingly written and it explained why the air was so cold when they had first walked into the apartment in the morning.

"She'll come back, she just needs a break." Emma spoke up first, giving him a caring tone as he looked back towards her. "It's probably really overwhelming for her. She's been dead a while." Emma reminded him and Killian fought the urge to roll his eyes at how she worded it.

"I just….don't want to lose her. I said something rather ridiculous this morning. I upset her."

"You can't get it perfect every time, Hook. She's scared, alone and has suddenly been thrown into this group of people. I know that feeling."

"I know you do, love." Killian sighed, running his hand through his growing hair. "She doesn't deserve…all of this. I shouldn't have believed Liam over her, I should trust her. Nadri risked everything for me and all I'm doing is upsetting the bloody woman." Emma couldn't help but let out a quiet chuckle, seeing how emotionally pent up over a woman he was. He was always a charismatic and flirty character but when it came to 'real-life' feelings, he loved hard and so passionately that it could burst your heart. "What's so funny?"

"Seeing you hung up over a girl. I just didn't think I'd see this." Killian let out a stifled chuckle.

"I guess not. Nadri - she…she's just something else. I just looked at her and I knew. I knew what was right." Killian admitted to his closest friend, looking at her with a fascinated expression that was almost as if he wasn't entirely sure why fate decided to direct him in Nadri's life. "How is that possible? After everything that's happened…After what I was…I feel like I don't deserve it." Emma placed a hand on Killian's shoulder, giving him a reassuring squeeze and a warm smile.

"You do, Killian." Emma firmly told him, seeing the pain in his eyes. "Gold might have taken your sacrifice but you deserve good things. You deserve to come home to us. You deserve to be happy." Killian looked down, wiping the tears that were threatening to spill from his eyes but he took a deep breath, swallowing it back. "You deserve love." He cared so heavily for a woman he had met in the days that he had been imprisoned in this pit, overwhelmed by all of the possibilities.

"If she's lost to this place I don't know what I'd do. Truly, I do not know."

"We will do this, together, Hook." Emma gave him one last squeeze on his shoulder. "It was my idea to come down here to get you and we'll get you out. Both of you." Henry came running down the stairs suddenly, pages screwed up in his hands as he came tearing down like he had a fire right underneath him. "What's wrong mate?" He cleared his throat, staring at the boy who came rushing over to them.

"It's Nadri." He passed the pages to Killian and Emma, Killian feeling his breath hitch in his throat as he saw the drawings of Hades and Nadri on the roof. "Hades took her. She's gone."

"What?!" Killian shot up from the sofa, scanning the pages of Hades dragging her into a pit of smoke. Emma looked up at him, showing him the page of Nadri in her cell. His eyes looked into the pages, seeing the drawing of her tucked up in the corner of the dark cell.

"Hook don't-!" Killian snatched the page to get a closer look despite Emma's warnings. She was bare, covered in black and blue bruises with blood pouring from her face. Killian's knuckles turned white the longer he held the pages, then suddenly began to rip them up harshly and threw them down into crumbled clumps. He let out a frustrated, strangled cry before taking his hand to lift a chair from the dining table, launching it towards the bedroom on the otherside of the open apartment. Emma jumped to her feet as it smashed along the floor, Killian huffing as his body filled with rage. "We will find her, I promise-"

"No. I will find her. I know where she is, where she's kept. Stay here."

"Killian!" Emma roared again, this time stopping Killian in his frantic tracks. "I know you love Nadri but this not the way! You need to wait, we need everyone with us for this!" Henry back off while his mother was reprimanding the pirate in his tracks. Killian looked over his shoulder, breathing heavily with worry.

"Hades will kill her, Emma. He will destroy her entire being and that will be it."

"It won't be it, we can still defeat Hades and bring you back!"

"Well maybe I don't want to come back without her!" Killian and Emma were screaming at one another at this point. Killian was hell bent on going after Hades solo and Emma knew that it would only end in one way. Killian could be a pain in the ass at the best of times but it was going to take a lot to sway him into waiting before storming off one his own as a one man army. He turned around, anguish washed over his features and drowned him. "Why should I come back with a second chance after everything I did with nothing to redeem it for? My life is empty, dark. I gave into the darkness out of revenge, everything I did then was awful! I don't deserve to be back on the other side. I was sea-given, left alone with hardly a chance at redemption. Everything changed when I met her." His throat felt constricted, he couldn't swallow the tears back this time. His emotions overwhelmed him, as if they were wrapping around him and tightening around his soul. Tears slipped his magnificent eyes, wanting to sob.

Emma approached him and pulled him into a hug, he tried to move away from her but she held her grip around him and he gave in, sobbing into her shoulder. She shushed him soothingly, rubbing his back as she could feel the wet tears in the clothing over her shoulder.