Finding You Always

Like Yesterday

Finding You Always

Chapter 65: Like Yesterday

The next morning

Snow and David got out of his truck, as he parked at the prison and they joined hands, standing before the old warehouse turned maximum security prison. Inside housed those that had committed heinous acts on the upper level. The lower level made up lesser criminals that were serving shorter sentences.

They were guarded by former Royal guard soldiers loyal to Snow and Charming. The upper level was also guarded by such, but also protected with magic on the cells to prevent from any magical being if they were to try and free these offenders.

Storybrooke had quite a few troublemakers, but they mostly made up the bottom level. However, they had a few residents in the top level. The two guards nodded respectfully to the royal pair, as they entered the facility. Snow took a deep breath, intending to take the stairs to the top level, but David pulled her back.

"Snow..." he said, as she turned to him with questioning eyes.

"You don't have to do this if you don't want to. They're never getting out of here. They'll never hurt you again, not as long as there is breath in my body," he said fiercely. She smiled at him and caressed his cheek.

"I know my love, but I need to see them. I need them to see that they didn't break me; that they didn't break us," she said. He cupped her face in his hands.

"They could never break us. Nothing can do that," he assured. She smiled.

"I know...and maybe I'm petty, but I want to flaunt it a little," she said. He smiled back.

"You are not petty," he assured.

"I have some choice words for them. Torturing me physically was bad enough, but they tortured my husband and my children emotionally and for that, I want to face them and assure them that if they ever do anything like that to you or our babies again that I will kill them," she said fiercely. He hugged her close.

"They tortured you physically. You don't have to diminish that for my sake, my darling," he assured.

"I'm not, but you don't need to diminish what they did to you for my sake either. What they did you...to make it so you couldn't find me, even though you knew I was there," she said. He closed his eyes. It had been the worst two days of his life.

"I know you, Charming. I know that was like your own personal hell," she said. He looked down and then back up at her.

"And don't even get me started on what she was trying to make you do all in the name of saving me. I need this," she pleaded. He nodded and laced his fingers with hers, before the ascended the stairs together.

He walked to the two cells first, enduring Rodmilla's glower, which he had been expecting. But the absolute crazed look on Drizella's face was reason for pause. Whatever meds they had forced her to take definitely were not working.

"Charming...I knew you couldn't get enough of me," she hissed, as she reached for him, but he was standing back far enough that she couldn't reach.

"I'm not here for you," he assured, as he put his hand out. Snow took it, as she stepped into the light to face her tormentors. Drizella clenched her teeth and the crazed look in her eyes intensified like gasoline thrown on a fire.

"Well...aren't you the brave one. I much prefer you a quivering and sobbing mess on your knees before me," Rodmilla hissed. Charming started toward her to defend his wife, but Snow held him back. Snow smiled at the evil woman.