The Wolf Among Us: Season Two

Episode 2: Chapter 3

"Thank you for coming to check up on me. I appreciate it Bigby, I do, but in the meantime there's nothing you can do other than have the Business Office help me out with getting all this shit replaced and finding whoever made this mess." Holly sighs as she glances around her still burned bar, having answered this question a few times. Bigby had come back to the bar every day since the attack to try to see if Holly had any new information and, having come back three times to discover nothing, had decided to make this trip his last. "I told you about Rumplestiltskin and you said he was clean, I don't have  any real enemies other than him."

"Alright, thanks, Holly. We're still doing everything that we can and are really close to finding who did this." Bigby replies, putting out his cigarette right before lighting another.

"I'll believe that when you have whoever did this behind bars." Holly snaps, forcing Bigby to bite his tongue. There's only so much a team of three can do, but yelling wouldn't make things any better.

"I'll call you when we get any updates. Thank you for your time." Bigby forces himself to calmly reply before leaving the Trip Trap and beginning his walk back to the Woodlands. It would have been easy enough to call a cab, but Bigby thought that he could enjoy the relative peacefulness of the weekday night.

As he turned the corner onto Bullfinch street and saw the Woodlands reveal itself in the distance, the sound of a struggle became apparent to the Sheriff somewhere nearby. After following his keen ears, the wolf found himself standing before an alleyway, dimly lit by a streetlight. Cautious due to the darkness, he slowly stepped into the alley before abruptly stopping at the sound of flesh being pierced and the muffled scream of a woman. Losing all of his fear at the sound of someone in pain, Bigby begins to rush down the alley and almost immediately runs into a man clothed in all black with a mask pulled over his head. Grasping the moment with the Sheriff taken aback, the man in black runs out of the alley.

Bigby hesitates a moment more deciding if he should go after the man or see who was in the alley; after all, there was the slight possibility of this being a Mundy affair. Giving into his concern and worry, he rushes down to the dark end of the alley and follows the strong scent of blood. With his eyes quickly adjusting to the darkness, Bigby is able to make out the outline of a woman with a small frame and short hair lying on the ground and resting against the wall. His eyes also quickly divert to the reflective shard of a mirror rested on the ground next to her, soaked in blood.

"Who are you? What happened?" He asks, his voice moving quickly as his heart begins to beat much faster. His eyes fall down to the woman's stomach which she covered with her blood-soaked hands. Her application of pressure wasn't doing much good since blood was still gushing out in between her fingers.

Recognizing the Sheriff's voice and knowing that he was a Fable too, she answered without hesitation. "My name is Rapunzel. H-he pulled me off the street and stabbed me." She says, moving her hands to look down at her blood-soaked wound, revealing a massive slice down the left half of her torso, almost bigger than the wound Georgie died from a few weeks ago.

"Don't worry, I'm going to take you back to the Woodlands and get Dr. Swineheart. You're going to be alright." Bigby reassures her as she slips in and out of consciousness. He slides his arms under her knees and behind her shoulders, allowing him to pick her up and carry her back to the Woodlands. As he rushes down the street, the Sheriff feels the hot summer air surround him and hears his heartbeat echoing in his skull. After pushing open the gate to the brick and iron fencing around the Woodlands with his back, Bigby hurries through the small garden before entering the lobby of the Woodlands.

"Grimble!" He yells, waking the security officer as he lays down Rapunzel on one of the red couches. Grimble fills with worry and shock as he lays his eyes upon the wounded woman. Another Fable can't really be dead he thought to himself. "Go get Snow- now," Bigby commands, causing the officer to bolt over to the stairs and begin to run up them.