Fables, Wolves, and Princesses.

Comfort

Bigby's P.O.V

The taxi driver drops us off a block away from the Trip Trap so we can prepare for what we might find. Last time we had seen Holly, she was a wreck. Neither of us were really up to questioning her about Crane because we both knew she would be a bitch about it. Or maybe it was just me who thought that. We also didn't know who could be there. Crane could be lurking anywhere in Fable town. I never feel like talking to Jack or Grendel, and Tweedledee and Tweedledum already hated me as is, I don't need them knowing that I'm still after Crane. As we get to the bar doors, Snow tightens her grip on my hand, digging her nails into my palms. I wince but don't resist, knowing she's afraid of what/who's in there. "Snow, we're going to be fine. I'm sure Holly is okay, too. We just have to ask her about Crane, she might have evidence about where he is. Whatever happens, I'll protect you, okay? I... nevermind. Let's just go in." I say as I push open the door. I step in front of Snow, blocking her from anything that is in the bar. "What's there, Bigby?" She whispers, still grasping my hand. "I can't see anything. I'm going to the back, you can follow me or stay here. Whatever will keep you safe." I slowly creep around the corner, trying to keep my steps as quiet as possible. The entire building is pitch black with one candle burning on a bar stool. I pick it up and walk towards Holly's office door before I hear a thud. A shadow flickers behind the bar. "Who's there?" I growl. No response. My first reaction is to leap at whatever it is, but I remember Snow and check on her before tip toeing back to the bar. I see a glint of eyes and I lunge towards them, landing on something hard and bony. "Get off me!" whails a man's voice. "Georgie? Is that you?" I say back. "Yes, now get off me. Stupid wolf, you can't just tackle every fable you see. Except for that slut, Snow. I'm sure you love to tackle her every night." he smirks. "What the fuck are you doing here? And WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY ABOUT SNOW?!" I snap, digging my knees into his stomach. "ANSWER ME GEORGIE." "Damn, Bigby. You like to be real protective, don't ya? Wouldn't it be ashame if someone were to hurt Snow right now, and you would be too busy defending her to notice?" He smoothly replied. I jump up, unpinning Georgie, and run back to Snow. As soon as I see her, I grab her and hold her tightly. "Bigby, what are you doing? Did you find something?" She says. "Georgie is here. I don't know why, though. Holly is no where to be found. I think we can just g-" All of a sudden I feel a gun to my neck. "Step away from the lady, Bigby. We have some matters to sort out." An unfamiliar voice snarls.