2x10 ; Who do you think you are, running around, leaving scars?

"A werewolf?" Snow whispered in disbelief. "Are you telling me that we're facing a werewolf? A werewolf is down there, hunting us and Belle and John? A werewolf?"
"You know what? Believe it or not, but repeating the word won't make the facts any different", Jefferson said. "We need to seal the door."
"How do you know that's a werewolf?" Charming asked.
"Because I met one once", Jefferson said. "And trust me, one doesn't forget that."
"Okay", Charming nodded. "Let's seal the door.
"But! Belle! John!" Snow shouted. "I'm going to get them", she marched for the door, but Jefferson pushed her back. "I'll go."
"No, I'll go", Charming said.
"Believe it or not", Snow said in a sarcastic voice. "I can take care of myself", and with that she opened the door and walked out, slamming the door closed behind her.
"Are we going after her?" Charming asked.
"You go, I'll keep the door ready", Jefferson said.
"Okay", and then Charming was gone, too.
Jefferson could hear the wolf howling again. "I hate werewolves", he muttered.

"You are not seriously marching here alone, in this huge house", Charming whispered as he reached Snow. She was looking inside the rooms, trying to find John and Belle's bedrooms just in case they were still in there.
"Oh, it's okay for you to do it? You and Jefferson? But not me? Why? Because I'm a woman?" Snow snapped, and Charming had no time to answer when Snow opened the door to one of the rooms to find Belle sitting on the bed, looking perfectly calm.

"Belle!" Snow gasped as she and Charming entered the room. "Did you hear the-"
"Werewolf? It would be hard not to", Belle said simply. "He doesn't usually hurt me."
"What?" Charming asked in confusion. "Who is he?"
"Well", Belle looked at them in disbelief. "It's John, who else?"
"Oh, of course", Charming groaned. "It's quiet. Is he still in the house?"
"Uh.. I'd say so", Snow said as she slowly turned to look behind them. There was a huge wolf-like creature standing by the doorway. It was definitely a crossover between a man and a wolf. It was standing on two legs, but it was covered in fur and it had very intimidating teeth. But there was definitely something human about it.
"Just stay still and he'll go away", Belle muttered.
"I like the plan where I take out my sword a bit more", Charming said.
"Let's just stay still for a little bit", Snow said, but apparently the wolf didn't like the talk, so suddenly it dived at them, but Snow and Charming both moved away, and it would have hit Belle, if she wouldn't have jumped off the bed to Snow's side.
"Back to our bedroom", Snow said. "Now!" She pushed Belle out of the room, but before she could go herself, the wolf reached the door and dived at Snow. She moved away, but he got her in the arm. She started bleeding, and she hit the wall in the process. Charming was kind of occupied himself, trying to manage to cut the beast a little with his sword. At least harm it in some way. No, it was too quick, too smart. Definitely human.
"Are you okay?" Charming asked as he backed against the wall as well.
"Yeah, it's just a little cut", Snow muttered, but she was staring to feel dizzy. She couldn't really do anything else. The cut was really deep, and blood just continue to pour out of her arm. Her vision started to get blurry, and the last thing she saw was Charming approaching the beast once again.

Jefferson entered the bedroom, ready for fighting, when he froze. Charming had hit the beast in it's stomach with his sword, and it was lying in a corner, clutching the wound.
"Are you okay?" he turned to look at Charming. He had a wound, too, on the corner of his forehead. He most likely had been knocked against something sharp.
"Yeah.. Is Snow..?"
Jefferson knelt next to Snow, and without doing anything else, lifted her up in his arms and carried her out of the room.
Charming stared at the beast, but it looked like it wasn't going to move anytime soon, so he backed away from the room, closed the door, and placed a few chairs and tables from the hall in front of the door.



He rushed back into their bedroom. Belle was sitting on one of the chairs, her head buried in her hands. Jefferson was checking Snow's wound. He had placed her on the bed.
"Is she okay?" Charming asked as he closed the door.
"She'll be fine. She just lost some blood and fainted", Jefferson said.
"Don't tell her that", Charming said. "She's got in her head that she has to be really tough."
"She just wants to impress you", Jefferson said. "By being independent and strong."
"She was always independent and strong. I don't need impressing. And besides", Charming sighed as he sat on Snow's other side. "Who says it's me she's impressing?"
"Oh, come on", Jefferson scoffed. "I don't even want to hear this. Are you actually trying to rub it in my nose that she wants you?"
"What are you talking about?" Charming asked.
"In Ella and Thomas' castle I had her crying against my shoulder because she wants you, but she can't have you, because she said she ruined it", Jefferson said. "So who do you think she wants?" he turned back to the wound.
Charming just stared. "She said that?"
"Yes", Jefferson snapped. "Can you now be quiet? It's enough for me to hear your nightly heart-to-heart conversations, but I don't really like reviewing her feelings for you afterwards."
"You.. were awake?" Charming asked quietly.
"Yeah."
"What you're doing is pointless", Belle suddenly said.
The men turned to look at her.
"If she loves you", Belle gestured at Charming. "Then there's nothing to discuss."
"So it's that simple?" Charming asked. "Just like that?"
"Just like that", Belle said plainly.
"You've been in this house for way too long", Jefferson said. "Only that wolf to keep you company. Why are you here, anyway?"
"Because a long time ago, my father made a deal with John. He'd get me to help him around the house if he'd let my brother go", Belle said.
"Why did he have your brother?" Charming asked.
"Because he was stupid. He had heard noise in here one night, and had come the next day to investigate, and John had camptured him. We lived in the village where I met you guys."
"Your father chose your brother over you?" Jefferson asked.
"Yes. And it's not like he knew what John was. And he never did. He died. Just a few years after I left", Belle said.
"Were you allowed to go and see your family?" Charming asked.
"At first, but after a while I could only go to the village once a week to pick up supplies. John may seem like a gentleman, but he is not."
"Trust me, we know", Jefferson said. "Have you got any bandage or something I could tie this wound with?"
Belle looked around, opened one of the drawers and threw an old roll of bandage to Jefferson.
"Thanks", he said.
"How did you learn to do that?" Charming asked.
"Tie a wound? Oh, it's not that difficult", Jefferson chuckled.
Charming waited.
"I kind of studied medicine when I was younger", he said.
"Uh-huh", Charming nodded. "How many years?"
"Two. After that Eric dragged me to meet his little princess", Jefferson said.
"That's when you met Snow?"
"Yes. How did you meet Snow?" Jefferson asked.
"I was supposed to marry Becca", Charming said.
"Oh, that's right", Jefferson smirked. "What's your take on Becca, anyway?"
"Honestly?" Charming asked. "I hate her."
Jefferson chuckled. "Why?"
"Because she hates me. And she hates Snow. And she ruined my relationship with her. Why?" Charming looked at him suspiciously.
"Why what?" Jefferson asked.
"Why do you ask why I hate her? Everyone I know hates her", Charming said. "Except Snow and Eric."
"I don't know", Jefferson said.
"Please don't tell me you have some kind of history with her", Charming chuckled. "Because that would be just tragic."
Jefferson looked away.
"Oh, no way", Charming gasped. "What?"
"I never liked her or anything", Jefferson rushed to say. "I just.. While I was in the castle.."
"You slept with her", Charming said. "Didn't you?"
"Don't tell Snow."
"Why not?" Charming asked. "Think she might be upset? Weren't you with her back then?"
"Shut up", Jefferson hissed.
"No. Just no. You act all noble, being the best friend for her when she broke up with me for cheating on her. But you're the one who did it. I would never cheat on her knowingly."
Charming got up and went to the balcony.
"I wasn't.. with her", Jefferson sighed.
Belle observed him. "How can you say you love her if you cheated on her?"
"I wasn't with her back then", Jefferson snapped.
"Did you feel something for her?"
"I.."
"Answer me", Belle snapped back.
"Yes."
"Then you cheated on her", Belle said. "That's that simple, too."
"And", Belle continued as she stood up. "You better hope she's asleep", she gestured at Snow, and then walked out the room. It was already getting lighter. It was almost morning.



Becca was at the breakfast table already at 6 o'clock in the morning. She was staring at her plate, but she wasn't hungry.
She kept thinking about Eric, and what had happened. What did she feel? Did she really like him?
"They should be back by now", Eric said as he entered the dining room and sat down.
"I'm sure they're okay", Becca said, still in her thoughts.
"It's really quiet", Eric said.
"Don't do that", Becca looked at him.
"Do what?"
"Pretend like everything's the same."
"I thought that's what you wanted", Eric said calmly.
"It was. It is.. I mean... Don't treat me like a child", Becca snapped, and walked away from the room.

"She seems perfectly healthy now", Ella said as she held Sally in her arms, Thomas right next to her. They were in bed, and they were watching their newborn with adoration.
Red and Daniel were standing in the room, too, and they smiled at each other.
"Thank you", Thomas turned to look at them. "She could be dead now if it weren't for you."
"It was our pleasure", Red smiled. "Anyway, we should be heading back."
"Right, the weird mansion", Ella nodded. "Are the others there right now?"
"Yes", Daniel nodded.
"Snow with Jefferson and Charming?" Ella chuckled. "You're mean."
"We know", Red smirked. "But I think it's time to ease their pain."
"Give them our best, then. And thank them", Thomas said.
"We will", Daniel smiled, and then they were gone.

"I want one of those one day", Red said gently as they walked to their horses.
"A what?" Daniel asked carefully.
"A baby", Red smiled, but then she realized what she'd said, and she quickly shook her head. "Not that it has to be with you.. You shouldn't feel obligated-"
"I get it", Daniel smirked.
"Good", Red nodded, and they got on their horses.

Snow woke up quickly. She thought it had only been a few seconds since she passed out, but when she opened her eyes, she was in the bedroom completely alone. It was already bright outside, and she could hear talking from downstairs.
"Oh, perfect", she muttered as she noticed the bandage on her arm. She got up slowly, and walked out of the room.

As Snow entered the dining area, she paused. Charming and Jefferson were just casually having breakfast with John and Belle.
"Wha-"
Before she could say anything, Charming quickly got up and dragged her out of the room and right outside to the garden.
"What?" Snow almost shouted.
"Belle says that we should act like nothing happened. Because he doesn't remember", Charming said. "John doesn't remember what he did."
"So? We need to tell him", Snow said.
"No. Do we really want to upset him?" Charming asked.
"It's not full moon now, is it?" Snow chuckled darkly. "I'm telling him."
"No, you're not", Charming said. "Let's just wait until Daniel and Red get here. They sent a letter saying they're coming."
"Is Sally okay?" Snow asked quietly.
"She's perfectly healthy now", Charming nodded.
"Okay", Snow nodded. "I'm gonna talk to Jefferson about this."
"Yeah, you go and do that", now it was Charming's turn to chuckle darkly.
"What?" Snow sighed.
"He's not being honest with you", Charming said.
"Okay. What isn't he being honest about?" Snow crossed her arms.
"I can't tell you", Charming said. "He has to tell you himself."
"Fine", Snow said. "I don't know what's the problem with both of you, but fine."
"We don't have a problem", Charming said. "I'm in love with you, he's in love with you."
"But I'm not with either of you", Snow groaned. "How can I possibly decide what I want if the two of you are hovering over my head all the time?"
"What are you deciding on? If you should be alone, or with me? Or if you should be with me.. or him?"
"I'm not interested in Jefferson", Snow said. "No matter what you think, I'm not interested in him anymore."
"Fine", Charming nodded as he watched Snow walk back inside.



"Eric", Becca groaned. She was in her bathroom, rehearsing her speech to Eric. "Okay, here is the deal.."
She paced around the room.
"I don't know why, but I think I have feelings for you. I know, shocking, right? But.. I can't have feelings for you. You're.. Eric. You're my friend. You're my only friend. You're the only one who doesn't hate me, and you're the only one I like talking to", Becca started to smile as she spoke. "But.. you deserve someone who isn't the Evil Queen. Or whatever they call me. So I'm going to let you go."
"Is that good?" Becca poked her head out of the bathroom and spoke to the Mirror.
"I have no idea when you became a victim of this love drug that's going around", the Mirror spoke. "But yes, wonderful."



"Does this happen every full moon?" Snow asked. She and Belle were in her bedroom while the men were downstairs.
"Yes", Belle said. "But it's not his fault."
"No, it's not", Snow shook her head. "But.. You have to get out of here."
"No", Belle said simply.
"Belle-"
"I'm not leaving. I made a promise to my father", Belle said firmly.
Snow looked at her for a moment, and then asked quietly: "Is this about the promise you made for your father, or could this be because you have feelings for John?"
Belle felt tears fill her eyes. "I never meant to like him. Or love him."
"You can't help who you fall in love with", Snow said. "And that's great. It's the point."
"What do I do?" Belle sighed.
"You have to ask yourself if he's worth getting your heart broken for. Every month", Snow said quietly.
"I don't think it's my heart he's breaking", Belle even laughed a little as she wiped her tears.
"Well", Snow smirked. "No, but you get what I mean."
"Are you going to stay here?" Belle asked. "And help me?"
"We're going to stay for a few more days", Snow said. "We're not leaving you alone."
As she said that, she knew she actually had to keep that promise. And it would be full moon the next night, as well.