Finding You Always

Seeing Red

Finding You Always

Chapter 57: Seeing Red

Xander stared at the building that housed Storybrooke's criminals serving long term sentences. He clutched the hilt of the dagger on his belt and tried to calm the rage inside him. He had come here, fully intending to slit King George's throat for all he had done to his family. But he had come to realize that perhaps death was too good for him and he hoped that seeing the man rotting in a cell that he would never see the outside of again was proper justice. His son seemed to think so and if David could be satisfied with this punishment, then he was going to try to be as well. After all, as much as the King had wronged him, he had wronged David so much more.

The guards at the entrance naturally stopped him, but a quick explanation of who he was, father of the Sheriff and their Prince, he was allowed passage to the upper level that housed the worst offenders.

Seeing the old codger behind bars was quite satisfying, indeed, until he opened his mouth.

"Who the hell are you?" George spat. Xander smirked.

"You don't remember me," he mused. George revealed no sign of recognition.

"I suppose that's fair. It's been...almost sixty years since you came to my farm that day with the Dark One," Xander said. George's mouth curled into a sadistic grin.

"The Shepherd..." he hissed. Xander glared back at him.

"I must say, I didn't recognize you since you're not dressed in rags," George goaded.

"Oh, but I recognize you. I'll never forget the face of the man I entrusted to give one of my boys a better life and then in turn ruined him," Xander hissed. George chuckled.

"You've grown a backbone over the years, Robert," George commented.

"Robert died a long time ago when he made a deal with the Dark One," Xander hissed back. George smirked.

"Yes...I heard you were going by a different name these days. It's easy to believe a disappointment like David came from your loins. I am so glad I spared my James from the likes of you," he spat. Xander grabbed the former King by the neck and pulled him forward, slamming him against the bars.

"You ruined James. He didn't have a chance. But you weren't satisfied with that. You tried to ruin David too...but you failed, Your Majesty," Xander hissed, as he pulled his dagger.

"Your softhearted fool of a boy wouldn't approve of you killing me," George said.

"Well, my David is twice the man I am...and twice the man you are. I am not a good man, but I have been given a second chance by my son, because he is good, which is no thanks to either of us," Xander growled.

"But you...you will rot in this cell for the rest of your life. You tried to marry my son off for gold and then had him hunted when he refused to wed for anything but love. But you didn't stop there," Xander continued.

"You tried to curse my daughter-in-law so she couldn't bare children and as a result, my Ruth gave her life so our son could have what you almost stole from him. Then you terrorize my grandchildren by trying to make sure they would never see their parents again," Xander finished. George smirked.

"Yes...and my only regret is that I didn't succeed. My only regret is that worthless fool you call a son is not miserable or dead," George hissed, as Xander pressed the blade against his throat.

"Go on...do it. Maybe one of you miserable Charmings will finally have the guts to do me in," George hissed. But Xander pulled back and sheathed his dagger and George smirked.