[ The Community Hall has proven an acceptable place to stay for the time being, although Snow's well aware she'll need to find something else eventually — simply based on how long she knows Bigby has been here already without indication of being able to return to Fabletown. And then there's the fact that no one from home had even known he'd disappeared, a truth that still sits with her pretty uncomfortably after she'd learned it directly from him.
She barely has the opportunity to linger in those doubts, though, when the overwhelming sense of fear takes over, making it impossible for her to dwell on anything else but what she's feeling. She hasn't been this afraid since — no, she's not going to allow herself to go back to those days, when her torment seemingly had no end in sight. The moment she can breathe again, she seizes it, gasps for air with tears pinpricking her eyes, and an untold number of minutes pass by before she realizes she can faintly hear someone calling her name, a dull knocking coalescing into a louder sound the longer it goes on.
Instinct takes over and she stumbles to her feet, heedless of the fact that she's wearing a pair of borrowed pajamas, her toes bare, her hair down instead of carefully secured back from her face. She can't get the door open fast enough, but the man standing on the other side might be less prepared for her to suddenly throw herself at him, as she flings herself against Bigby, wrapping her arms around him and burying her face into his shoulder. ]
Bigby.
[ She chokes out his voice on a sob, tears threatening to brim over again before she blinks enough times to force them back, but she hasn't lifted her head yet, her voice muffled where she's still hiding. ] What was that?
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She barely has the opportunity to linger in those doubts, though, when the overwhelming sense of fear takes over, making it impossible for her to dwell on anything else but what she's feeling. She hasn't been this afraid since — no, she's not going to allow herself to go back to those days, when her torment seemingly had no end in sight. The moment she can breathe again, she seizes it, gasps for air with tears pinpricking her eyes, and an untold number of minutes pass by before she realizes she can faintly hear someone calling her name, a dull knocking coalescing into a louder sound the longer it goes on.
Instinct takes over and she stumbles to her feet, heedless of the fact that she's wearing a pair of borrowed pajamas, her toes bare, her hair down instead of carefully secured back from her face. She can't get the door open fast enough, but the man standing on the other side might be less prepared for her to suddenly throw herself at him, as she flings herself against Bigby, wrapping her arms around him and burying her face into his shoulder. ]
Bigby.
[ She chokes out his voice on a sob, tears threatening to brim over again before she blinks enough times to force them back, but she hasn't lifted her head yet, her voice muffled where she's still hiding. ] What was that?