Here to There

Chapter 1

(Since all of the TWAU fanfics I read are really bad with awful grammar and no original story, I decided to contribute something I hope is enjoyable😁)

(SNOW P.O.V)
"Long live the queen."
I sat next to Bigby's heaving body, watching as Bloody Mary walked carelessly towards her car. Bitch. What just happened? I looked down at Bigby, not knowing what to do. His brilliant eyes were closed, but his legs stirred as his chest moved up and down with blood pouring out. He had just let Dee live. I wonder if he had killed him, Bigby wouldn't have been shot. I start to stroke Bigby's arm, but what is the point? To calm him? He probably can't even feel my hand due to the awful bullets embedded in his chest.
Bigby's body starts to slowly mold back into human form, and I can't help but smirk only a little when I see his bare, muscular chest. He'll be fine. He's The Big Bad Wolf. He has been through a lot worse, right? Hell, Woody ripped open his stomach and filled it with rocks. When thinking this, I feel a small tear roll down my cheek and hit Bigby's arm.

(BIGBY P.O.V)
Fuck. Everything hurts like hell. I can feel my skin weaving itself back together, but the skin the silver bullet had found burns a hurt I have never felt before. Snow rubs her hand against my arm, but it doesn't help much. At least she's here to help. I can only imagine what she is thinking of me now. I can't really smell what she feels. My senses are dulling with each stroke from Snow. The rain slams against my bare skin and I can see darkness in the corners of my eyes. Bloody Mary just made the wrong enemy. The next time I see her, I will kill her. I don't care what Snow even thinks. Snow...
Snow...
Then, complete darkness swallowed my vision.

(NERISSA P.O.V)
Oh no. I look from behind the corner of the alleyway at Bigby and Snow. What will become of Fabletown now? They know Bigby's weakness, what is stopping them from killing the only chance we have to saving us from the Crooked Man? I hear Snow begin to mumble something to herself. I begin to walk over.
"Snow? Is Bigby ok?" Snow then looks at me and I see her face. She has a tear running down her face, and her lip is trembling.
"Nerissa," She starts. "I...I...I don't know what to do. He's badly injured, and I don't know if... if..." She didn't need to finish her sentence. I knew what she was trying to say, and I didn't want to think of it either. She didn't know if Bigby would live.