Unfriendly Reunion

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The pain was starting to bother him. After the arrow was removed, his discomfort lowered considerably but with his wound open, the injury had restricted his movements considerably. Eventually, he had suggested to left Belle and Rumple alone, so he and Snow could feel slightly safer. Thinking now, maybe he should have accepted the Dark One's magical assistance in his arm, but he still couldn't trust the man.

However, as much as he wanted to, David wasn't going to complain. He knew Snow's idea of taking that damned thing off had been the right call. He didn't want to think of how it would feel like if the dirty arrow was still stuck in his arm.

"We should find Emma soon." Snow commented, as if she was reading the prince's mind.

David glanced at her and nodded. "Of course." He replied, clenching his jaw when the cold wind hit his open wound, making it burn. Thankfully, he spotted something ahead of them that caught his attention, momentarily diverting his mind from the pain. "That passage is more illuminated than the others." He commented, using his good arm to point it to his wife.

Snow frowned, studying the spot he was showing her. "For once since we got here, you're right." The princess replied.

David rolled his eyes, and both started to walk faster. As they got closer to the chamber, a small smile invaded Snow's lip. "I think that's it! That's where the urn is hidden!" She said.

David closed his eyes and inbreathed deeply. "I really hope you're right this time." He responded.

"I'm always right." The princess protested.

"Yeah." The prince whispered sarcastically.

"Stop being like this and walk faster!" Snow bitted out and ran towards the room.

When they reached the entrance, both widened their eyes, baffled. "This place is huge." Snow whispered, careful not to make loud noises.

They didn't know what was in there. Due to their recent adventures, they chose to be extra cautious. A great part of the room was still a mystery to them - there was one big column next to the passage blocking their view. Taking a step further, the princess was able to see the silhouette of a pedestal in the center of the room. It had a small object on top and she couldn't have a proper look to know what it was exactly. However, she didn't have to walk into it to know what it was about.

"Finally! There's the urn!" Snow exclaimed, grinning at David.

Her husband smirked and stepped forward, officially entering in the chamber. As soon as they moved, they were able to see the entire space. It was even bigger than they thought it was, but even if the place was stunning, they were more surprised with the person standing there alone.

Snow lifted her eyebrows and chuckled. "I guess congratulations are in order. You found the urn before anyone else." She exclaimed carelessly, walking towards the man. "Where is John? Weren't you together?" The princess added.

She noticed that the outlaw seemed a little uncertain of how to respond her questionings. He looked at her with a frown and his eyes were searching for something Snow had no idea what it was.

"Yes, we were." Robin said and quickly cleared his throat. "We got separated, though. I don't know where he is." The thief answered with more certainty.

By the time he spoke, David was already at the princess side. Apparently, he had been the only one who payed attention on important things. "What happened to them?" The prince asked, his tone firm and serious.

Frowning, Snow followed his gaze and lifted surprised eyebrows. Robin glanced at Will's and Peter's bodies and shrugged. He was sure the queen was having fun watching the two Uncharmings - as she likes to call them - trying to understand what had happened.

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