Clap Your Hands

Much to her surprise, Marian encountered none of Snow's guard on her way back to camp. She knew that things weren't always what they appeared to be, however, and kept her wits about her the entire trek. She even resorted to taking a more confusing path to the camp to throw off anyone that might be following her. After at least 30 minutes she finally exits the woods to the sight of Robin and his Merry Men all armed to the teeth.

"Hey guys," Marian says to get their attention. They all turn to the sound of her voice and she steps towards them.

"Halt," one of them orders aiming his bow at her. "Password."

Marian sighs. "Oo-De-Lally," she grumbles.

"Sorry. Didn't quite catch that," he chuckles.

"Will Scarlet, I'm warning you," she starts to threaten resulting in the other Merry Men raising their bows too. "OO-DE-LALLY!" Marian shouts.

"Shhh! Not so loud," Will laughs.

"Let's just get the rest of this test over with," Marian mutters.

"Zelena, if you will," Will requests of a beautiful red haired woman standing beside him. Zelena nods and steps up to Marian. She waves her hands in front of Marian's face and a red light washes over her body; nothing special happens.

"It's her," Zelena identifies. "Oh, thank goodness!" She yells in relief and puts Marian into a hug.

"Happy to see you too," Marian replies caught a little off guard. "What's with the heavy artillery? You all look like you're about to go to war."

"We were planning on taking the fight to Regina after we assumed you were dead," one of the men says removing his hood and Marian smiles.

"Robin."

"Always at your service," he states and Marian hugs him as well. "You have no idea how happy I am that you are safe. How did you manage to escape?" He asks.

"I didn't. Someone saved me."

"Who?"

"Your competition, Regina," Marian answers then notices Zelena's expression darken at the sound of the name. "Are you OK, Zelena?"

"Hm? Um, yes. I'm fine," she answers. "Robin, I'm tired," she says with a yawn.

"Yes, I suppose it has been a long night. Will, you're on guard duty for the night. The rest of you may turn in," Robin tells his men. Will rolls his eyes behind Robin's back. Marian watches Robin take Zelina's hand and lead her back to their shared tent.

"Remind me. What does he see in her?" Marian asks once Robin is out of earshot.

"I don't know what he sees inside, but I know what he sees outside," Will jokes and Marian gently shoves him.

"Robin might be a lot of things, but he's never been one to be attracted to looks alone."

"If that's the case, why did he leave you?" Marian glares at him and Will gulps. "I-I didn't mean to bring up any bad memories. I mean you have a wonderful personality and...I'll just go." Marian has a silent laugh to herself as he scurries off.

Snow marches into the deepest, darkest dungeon of her castle with a most unpleasant look on her face. Even when fireballs unintentionally form in her hands, she simply shakes them out without losing the rhythm of her steps. The people standing guard on this level divert their sight from her as she approaches a solitary cell. In the corner of the cell sits a lone prisoner. The prisoner sees Snow waiting outside and gives her a half smile.

"How nice of you to come visit little old me," the prisoner quips.

"This isn't a social visit," Snow specifies.

"It never is," the prisoner sighs and walks into the moonlight. The light illuminates the figure of a young woman with blonde hair, almost pale white skin, and tattered black clothes. "You can't keep me trapped here like this. I've never been separated from my lost boys for this long. Poor Tootles has probably lost his marbles worrying about me."

"Silence, Tinker Bell."

Tinker Bell looks hurt at those words and pretends to start crying. She then grabs the bars of her cell and pushes her face up against them. "So, I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that your most recent execution was foiled by Regina right? Please tell me it was Regina. Pretty please," she requests giddy with excitement.

"Of course it was foiled by Regina only she had a little bit of help; as in magic of your variety."

"Kind of trapped in here if you're saying what I think you're saying," Tinker Bell laughs.

"I wouldn't put it past you to somehow break out, sabotage whatever I'm planning, and then come back like nothing was wrong."

"If that's what you believe then why don't you just kill me?" Snow responds to this question by grabbing Tinker Bell's cheeks. She gasps and her skin color somehow starts to grow even paler.

"I could do it you know," Snow whispers as the color starts to drain from Tinker Bell's eyes. "But I still need you and really, whatever you've done to help Regina has been a meaningless gesture. She's no closure to removing me from power since the day she tried poisoning me with that apple. Take that into consideration the next time you think about defying me." She releases Tinker Bell and she violently coughs as she falls to the floor and crawls away from the cell bars. "And just remember, there are worse fates than death, my dear," Snow finishes and leaves the dungeon.

As she leaves, the guards turn their attention back to Tinker Bell attempting to regain her composure. The two of them begin to share a laugh at her pain when one of them notices a stone block starting to be pushed out of the wall. He points to it and the two guards take position on either side of the block ready to ambush whomever is attempting to break in.

However, the block only goes a few inches out of the wall and stops. The guards exchange a look of confusion with one another and look back at the stone in time to see a pink mist floating in from the hole in the wall. Too late to cover their mouths, both guards collapse to the floor and the stone is then fully pushed out of the wall allowing a woman, who appears slightly older thank Tinker Bell, to slip into the dungeon.

"Tinker Bell. It's me," the woman whispers.

"It's not safe for you to be here, Blue. Snow's in one of her moods," Tinker Bell comments walking up to the cell bars again.

"Don't worry. I'll be in and out in no time, so let's do this," Blue says holding her hand out.

"Can we do it like we used to?" Tinker Bell asks.

"What? No."

"Pleeease?"

"No," Blue flatly turns down.

"Fine."

Tinkerbell takes Blue's hand. A small light envelopes Tinker Bell then traverses to and encircles Blue. She inhales deeply at the power coursing into her and after a few more seconds pass, she lets go of Tinker Bell's hand. She grabs her head as the room starts to spin and takes hold of the bars to keep herself steady.

"I'm sorry, Tink. I promise I'll get you out of here soon, so that you'll never have to do that again," Blue says.

"Thanks. It'd be nice to get something out of this give and take relationship of ours," Tinker Bell mutters.

"Hey." Blue tilts Tinker Bell's head up. She leans forward and kisses her. "I will come back for you. Consider that my bond."

"You could've just done that to begin with," Tinker Bell says smiling dreamily.

"I'd rather you be smiling when I kiss you; not doubling over in pain." Blue kisses her again and Tinker Bell isn't sure if she feels dizzy from the transfer or from this. Blue breaks away from her, puts the stone back into place, and then disappears in a whiff of blue smoke.

Blue appears in the dark corner of a mine. She slowly inches forward to get a better look at the environment and sees several Dwarves plunging their pick axes into the Earth. She spots one Dwarf away from the others and quietly sneaks over to him. She reaches into a bag over her shoulder and pulls pink dust from it. She blows on it and the dust encircles the man's head.

"Nighty night," Blue whispers as the guard faints.

She catches him and gently lays him on the ground. She takes up his pick ax and nods in approval at the crystals the guy has unearthed. She readies to strike them when she hears someone coming at her from behind. She spins around swinging the ax hitting the guard's sword knocking him off balance and to the ground.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the Blue Fairy. Or should I say Ex-Blue Fairy," the guard insults dusting himself off and standing to his feet.

"And if it isn't Prince Charmless himself, David Nolan," Blue retorts ready to strike again.

David chuckles and lets out a whistle; several guards race into the area surrounding the woman. "Tell me, gentlemen. Do you believe in fairies?" He asks. They respond by drawing their swords. "That's what I thought," he says; a wide smirk on his face.