The Club
She walked back to the house, past the French doors of the studio. She glanced in and saw the red haired woman from her first day dancing. Emma didn't have a clue who she was, but boy could she move. At that moment the woman looked into the mirrors that lined the walls and saw Emma watching she stopped and spun round to face her.
“Sorry” Emma said as she stepped into the studio “you don’t need to stop on my account. Just giving the house a check”
“No, it’s ugh, it’s fine…” She panted “I was just; I was just finishing anyway.” She walked over to the main wall and picked up a bottle of water, pinned to the wall were a few newspaper cuttings and photo’s
“I'm Emma, Emma Swan.” She held out her hand
“Oh uh I'm Zelena, Emma, Emma Swan. Regina’s sister”
Emma looked at the photos. A younger version of the red head was stood beaming, holding what looked to be a dance trophy, standing next to her with an arm thrown over her shoulder and the biggest smile Emma had ever seen was a young brown eyed brunette. “You’re a dancer?”
Zelena looked up, noticing what Emma was looking at a sad smile graced her face. “I was, as was Regina, we danced together for a while. Even then Regina was, well quite the entertainer…she had a talent for stealing the show. Eventually I gave it up at. Regina was always going to be the star” she offered Emma a smile. But there was something about it. Something not quite genuine. “I should really be going, Henry will be back soon and I need to freshen up” She walked from the room. Emma looked again at the grinning brunette in the photo, then followed after the red head.
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“What exactly are we looking for?” Emma and David were lying on the floor of the drive looking under the limo. David was holding a mirror on an extension stick looking at the underside of the motor.
“A bomb”
“You really think someone would have been able to get a bomb on the car?”
Emma didn't bother to answer him, in the reflection of the mirror she saw the front door of the Mansion open, out came Regina wearing the red dress from the impromptu shopping trip. Kathryn behind her talking into her Bluetooth headset, followed by Robin who was ogling Regina’s backside. She and David stood up “I thought it was only dinner?” David shrugged and opened the back door whilst she walked up to meet Regina and Kathryn.
“Are we going somewhere else?”
“The Rabbit hole” Kathryn answered.
“What’s the Rabbit hole?”
“It’s a club, Emma.”
“A club? Kathryn you have to tell me about these things.”
“Well I just did” and with that she got into the Limo.
“What’s the matter Swan?” Regina came up to her, getting a little too close than necessary “You don’t like clubs?” She looked her up and down “Nice jacket” she gave Emma a lingering look and then followed Kathryn into the back. Robin was on the other side leaning on the door, chewing gum a little too aggressively; he smirked at Emma and climbed in.
This was going to be a long night.
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If it wasn't for the crown of people outside Emma would of taken the Rabbit Hole to be an abandoned warehouse. A metal cage surrounded the building, with a cast iron stair case leading to the entrance located below street level, the walk way leading to the stair case had been roped off either side and the clubs’ security were trying and failing to keep the crown under control.
Emma was out the door before David came to a stop. She opened the back door and pulled Regina out. The crown went wild. Emma leant into Regina “Stay close to me” she started to push her towards the entrance. Regina shrugged her off “Really Miss Swan you’re so dramatic” She starts waving at the crowd, blowing kisses, and posing for a few photos. A young kid pushed through the line of security guards and makes a run towards Regina. Emma goes to block him, but he’s grabbed round the waist from behind by Robin and thrown back into the crowd, Robin looks at Emma, and she nods at him before turning back to Regina to hurry her into the club.
Inside isn't any better. The Stairway leading down to the main dance floor is packed full of party goers. Emma is wedged in tight behind Regina her hand grazes Regina’s butt. Which sends her heart plummeting to her stomach. Images of her hands exploring Regina’s butt and other body parts flood her brain before she’s pulled back to reality, by a shove from behind. Robin is just behind her, on her left, “We've got to get her off this stairway” He nods at her. They push forward, each grabbing one of Regina’s arms. Emma pushes forwards, using her free arm to move people out the way. They make it to the main room of the club. A stage runs part of the way along the back wall, Along the right hand side their's 4 private booths all of them roped off, the bar runs the length of the left hand side with the packed out dance floor in the middle. Kathryn appears from behind Robin with two other women Emma doesn't recognise; their arms linked together. She yells that they have been given the booth closest to the DJ.
Emma stands to the left of the booth with Robin on the other side. Her eyes constantly scanning the crowd. A kid in skinny jeans and tank top long enough to be a dress jumps over the rope, pulls Regina up so her back is crushed to his front and starts grinding behind her. Emma goes to pull him off but Regina shoots her a look and holds up her hand stopping her.
Regina turns to the kid whispers something into his ear and pushes him back to the dance floor. A few others come over, some just want a photo, eventually the four women leave the confines of the booth and make their way to the dance floor. Emma moves after them, but Regina holds her hand up and mouths at her to stay. She watches as the women begin to dance. Regina and Kathryn stand back to back, they start to sway, Regina throws her arms into the air and rests her head onto Kathryn’s shoulder .
A man dressed all in leather joins in on the dancing with Regina and Kathryn. Regina tries to push him away but he comes back for more. Another man dressed all in leather joins them, he pulls leather one away and tries to pull Regina to him, leather one, pushes leather two into the crowd surrounding them, knocking a young woman off her feet. Leather two comes back towards leather one and they start throwing punches. By this point the whole club has descended into chaos, Regina is pushed into the crowd and separated from the three women she was dancing with.
Out of the corner of her eye Emma can see Robin throwing punches, trying to make his way towards Regina, who has now been lifted off her feet and is being carried atop of the crowd.
Emma grabs a fire extinguisher from the wall and starts showering people in her way with foam, she reaches Regina and uses the bottom of the extinguisher to sucker punch the man holding her aloft. He folds in half, Emma catches Regina before she falls to the ground. They lock eyes and for the first time Emma see’s fear in her eyes. She picks her up, sweeping her into a bridal carry. Regina wraps her arms tightly around Emma’s neck and buries her face into her shoulder.
Emma heads towards the back fire escape…she looks back for Robin who is trying to clear a way back to the main entrance, he motions for Emma to follow. She turns away, kicks open the fire escape and out into the back alley of the club where David is waiting with the Limo. They climb into the back seat. “David drive”
“What about the others”
“I'm not here to protect the others now drive”
David hits the gas and they pull away. Emma puts her attention back to Regina who is laid out on the back seat. Her dress is a little ripped at the hem and she has a small cut by her ankle, but mostly she’s just shaken. Emma moves next her, putting an arm over her shoulder. Regina stiffens at first but eventually relaxes and settles into Emma shoulder.
Emma softly closes the door to Regina’s bedroom, she was still pretty shaken and it had taken a while before she eventually drifted off. She heads to the kitchen; her heart still pounding from the adrenalin of nights’ event’s. She pours herself a cider and sits at the island in the kitchen cutting up an apple.
The kitchen door slams open, Robin stands there glaring at her, they lock eyes, Emma puts a slice of apple in her mouth and turns back to cut another. Robin walks up to her and throws a punch at her head, Emma ducks it and pushes herself back, Robin stumbles a little but quickly regains his balance and tries again, this time Emma blocks it, she pulls his arm back, hooks her right foot behind his knee and sends him to the ground. She picks up the stool she was sitting on and places it over him, trapping him beneath her, she takes a seat and watches as he squirms underneath. After a while he throws his hands up in surrender, and nods. She lets him up and moves over to the sink. Robin takes another swing at her, she ducks, turns and punches him in the stomach with her elbow, following with a right hook to the face, sending him tumbling into the centre island of the kitchen, she pushes him along till he goes flying off the other side. He falls to the floor with a shower of glasses and china falling with him. He slowly gets up, coughing and wiping blood away from his bleeding nose. He pulls a knife out of a rack off the side and holds it up ready to go again. Emma looks at him, still holding the knife she was using to slice the apple, she throws it at him, it lands in the cupboard door just to the left of his head, he looks at the knife in the door then back to her, drops the knife he was holing and puts his hands up in defeat. She gives him a slight nod. “I don’t want to talk about this again.” She picks up the apple and leaves the kitchen.