Finding You Always

Never Smile at a Crocodile

Chapter 191: Never Smile at a Crocodile

Snow shifted in her sleep and began to toss, as a nightmare assaulted her subconscious. She had been having them now almost every night and they were becoming more vivid each time.

Snow was huddled in the tiny room, crying, as she heard the footsteps coming down the hall. She knew what that meant. More meds to cloud her head and give her night terrors. She glanced out the barred window into the night sky, pleading to the stars.

"Charming...please find me," she begged, as her cell door slammed open.

"He doesn't remember you and never will. No one is coming for you...Ms. Blanchard," the Collector said smugly, as the orderlies filed into the room.

"No...I'm not taking those pills!" she protested and then cried out, as the two orderlies man handled her. She felt pain, as her back hit the wall and she choked, as one of them put a hand around her neck, intending to force the little white pills down her throat.

"Gentlemen...you're being much too rough," a new voice said and this one sent cold chills down her spine

"Ah...Dr. Jekyll, what a pleasant surprise," the Collector greeted.

"Please...allow me to administer a different type of treatment," he said, as he entered the room and adjusted his glasses. There was a hungry gleam in his eyes, like a predator eyeing its prey. The orderlies released her, but their grip was replaced by Jekyll's and his inhuman strength proved to be too much to get away from.

"Lovely Snow...I've waited so long for this and without your dimwitted husband to interfere, I shall finally have you," he hissed. The Collector smirked.

"We'll leave you to it, Doctor," the Collector said, as they left.

"No...please don't do this..." Snow pleaded and her scream was blood curdling, as her protest was ignored and another cackle caught her attention, as the doctor prepared to violate her.

"Poor...poor Snow White..." the Evil Queen cooed, as she stared down at her with a cruel smirk.

"If you don't mind...this is not something I wish to have an audience for," Jekyll snapped, as tears clouded Snow's vision and tears streamed down her face.

"Fine, fine...but I had to see her face, just before you ruin her. It's finally happening...you're finally paying for everything you did to me!" the Queen snapped.

"You deserve this..." the Queen hissed. But Snow was tired of being blamed for something that really wasn't her fault.

"No...no I don't!" she cried to the Queen, as she found the strength to push the doctor off and tore away from him. She ran down the corridor and away from her attackers. She looked back to find the Collector, Jekyll, and the Queen all chasing her.

"Snow..." she heard her husband's voice call and her heart fluttered.

"Charming!" she cried, as she looked for him, but couldn't find him.

"Snow!" he called.

"Charming...where are you?!" she cried, as her vision went blank.

"Snow...Snow wake up..." he urged, as he held her thrashing form.

"Snow!" he cried, hating that she was locked in yet another night terror. But when his voice couldn't break through, he did the thing he knew would and kissed her passionately. Her eyes opened wide, as he released her from the terror in her own mind and she kissed him back just as passionately, until they were breathless. When their lips parted, he held her and was ready for the tears that hit his skin, as she cried on his shoulder. He gently rocked her in his arms and kissed her hair, as he ran a soothing hand along her back.