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The hospital is extra loud today, which isn't helping with spellcasting

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The hospital is extra loud today, which isn't helping with spellcasting. The bright lights are too bright. The walls feel like they're closing in on me, their chipped paint and dim lights barely disguising the grim history they hold. My fingers twitch at my sides, aching for the need to claw at the walls. But I can't. I have a job to do.

It's not like I haven't been back before, but that was when I didn't have the stress of defeating Zelena on my shoulders. But me and Regina manage to erect a barrier to keep Zelena at bay. At least that's what Regina says.

"You really think this will be enough to hold her off?" I ask. She turns to face me, pursing her lips.

"Depends if your brand of magic is stronger than hers. If it is, no one wielding dark magic will be able to get in here," she says with a shake of her head.

"You don't sound reassured," I say.

"I'm not," she says. "But we're out of options." She walks away, leaving me to my thoughts. I hear Snow's agonized screams echoing down the hall, and I feel like I could be sick.

"Alice." Killian's voice calls out from behind me. I turn around swiftly, but my shoulders instinctively drop when I realize it's not Zelena. Killian almost looks sheepish as he approaches, which I didn't know he was capable of. "I want to apologize." I close my eyes and sigh, knowing that this is an important conversation. But it's hard to have a heart-to-heart when your fight or flight is kicked in and flight is winning.

"I know, but now is really not the time," I say with a forced smile.

"I was trying to help..." He continues anyway. "She said she would kill the little lad if I told you."

"Killian, I know. I'm not mad at you... or at least I'm not anymore. I should be the one apologizing; I assumed the worst in you, and that was wrong, but right now, I just need to get out of here." I say, and begin to make my way out of the hospital as fast as I can without drawing attention to myself. He follows soon after, placing a gentle hand on my lower back.

"You alright, love?" he whispers into my ear. I shake my head.

"This is a bad place."

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