Uprise (TWAU)

Chapter 2: Get On Up

I decided that with that same logic, I should at least try to be here with Snow. Even though she doesn't even know I'm aliv- well at least that my spirit is alive, I still wanna be there for her. I couldn't imagine a life without her. I couldn't! I looked at my floating cigarette (this probably gon mean ghost bigby gonna have to smoke privately lol don't want anybody to see a floating cigarette in the air and they be like "WTF!! WHY THE FUCK IS A CIGARETTE FLOATING IN THE AIR?! NOT EVEN GHOSTS SHOULD BE RUINING THEIR NONEXISTENT LUNGS LIKE THIS! THIS IS A DISASTER!!" and then bigbys like "well damn") and threw it on the ground, putting it out with the sole of my shoe. It was time to get on up (haha see that reference?) and go see Snow. I walked out of the kitchen and took one last look at Colin. I sighed and went through the door. I walked to the elevator and floated through it to see Beast inside it. He just had his hands in his pockets and hung his head; not saying a word. I scratched the back of my head as the elevator went its way up. Beast shook his head, not believing that the previous events had taken place. All the way from me dying to my burial. The elevator soon came to a halt and opened. The muscular man walked of it sadly. I stepped out of the elevator a little and watched him walk to his and Beauty's apartment. I shook my head and stepped back in the elevator, pressing the button to the floor of Snow's apartment. The elevator doors closed as I crossed my arms and leaned against the wall (almost falling though it lol). The elevator ascended up and stopped a few seconds later. The doors opened and I walked out of it, scratching the back of my head (omg I just realized what if I fable walking by saw the elevator open but with no one inside LMAAAOO THEY'D BE LIKE "oh shit nightmare on woodland street everyone run"). I arrived at her door and was about to knock until I heard a faint sobbing inside. I sniffed the air and noticed it was Snow inside crying (yeah no shit bigby). Despite me being a big puff of air floating around, my wolf instincts such as my smelling ability was still in tact. I guess that was a plus. My throat tightened as I felt my mood sink down south. I floated through the door and looked around for Snow.

(SNOW'S POV)
Shit! I thought. Shit, shit, shit!! I had my face buried in my soaking wet hands as I weeped in sorrow. I just don't understand. Of all men, of all Fables, of all people, why did it have to be Bigby? Why? A part of me tried to convince myself constantly that Bigby isn't dead (-og maco voice- you was rightt), that'd I'd just wake up tomorrow morning and it'd be a regular day. I'd go to the Business Office, start on the paperwork, answer angry phone calls and Bigby would just walk in smoking his iconic cigarette. That part of me was clinging onto the strings of hope I had left. Just that little bit of hope that Bigby would just come back and we'd be together again. Or better yet, none of this happened and this is all a dream. That I'd wake up in the morning in his arms and smell the stench of stale cigarettes and bourbon on his breath. That toothy smile he'd pull once in a while. His rough, manly voice. But the other part of me was too down to earth. Not as optimistic. I'd wake up in the morning and he wouldn't be there. He would be dead. He'd be decomposing in the ground. My dear Bigby would have little insects munch on his body underground. There is no happily ever after anymore. I continued crying as these thoughts flew through my head. I had a large bottle of vodka in front of me as I moped. I took a long swig of it and placed the bottle back down. It burned like hell as it went down my throat but at this point, I was too numb to feel the pain. I pulled out my smartphone and looked through my contacts. I pressed the Bigby Wolf one and stared at the messages. I knew this was torturing myself but I couldn't stop now. 
Me: Hey, Sheriff, did you finish the paperwork I sent you?
Bigby Wolf: Working on it
Me: Okay
Bigby Wolf: By the way, are you busy on Friday?
Me: No, why?
Bigby Wolf: Just wondering
Me: Alright, well bye

I gasped with tears and flopped the phone down on the table. It seemed that the tears were just nonstop now. I couldn't stop them. I couldn't function at all with knowing that Bigby's dead. I ran my fingers through my long hair and folded my arms on the table, putting my head down in them.

(BIGBY'S POV)

I couldn't believe it. How could I have let Snow down like this? I said I'd never leave her and look now, I did. Not intentionally, but now I'm gone. Forever. I took slow steps toward a sobbing Snow a whispered, "I'm sorry." She kept crying, not even knowing I-...my ghost was there. I approached her and looked down at the back of her head with sad, sympathetic (ahem...*puppy) eyes. I put my hand on her shoulder sympathetically. She jumped a little at the sudden touch and looked around the room with confused eyes. She shook her head and went back to crying hardcore. I sat down in the chair at the side edge of the table and crossed my arms, looking at her. "Snow...I know you probably can't hear me right now but....I'm coming. I-I'm coming back to life soon. I don't know when and I don't know how, but I will..find a way. I will. I'd never ever leave you. Even if I die, I'm here for you. I love you," I confessed, swallowing the lump in my throat. She kept sobbing and eventually picked her head up off her arms. She used her sleeve to wipe away her excess tears and shook her head sadly. She got up out of her chair and I did as well. I tried to hug her but she just walked right through me. I furrowed my eyebrows and gritted my teeth. This just made me even more determined to keep moving forward (see what I did there? see? see? eh?) and find a way to come back to life fully. I'll do anything to be with Snow. Anything. I guess with that, it's time to pay my mother a visit in the afterlife.