Some weeks later

Bigby wasn't sure what time it was when he roused from the first peaceful slumber he had had in weeks. What he was sure of was that he was oddly comfortable lying on his back, overwhelmed with sensations of warmth and softness afforded by the queen sized bed he was in. One sideways glance at the digital clock on the bedside table revealed it was three in the morning. He shut his eyes again; relieved he still had a few hours' sleep left. Until something occurred to him.

Since when did he own a bed?

His eyes shot open again and he bolted upright as he took in his surroundings. It was still dark but he could see that he was in someone else's bedroom. In someone's queen sized bed. Even his enhanced senses didn't reveal to him much, leaving him confused and vulnerable.

He then realised he wasn't clothed.

It was then that he first consciously noticed the warm mass that was lying on top of him. He wasn't alone.

The events of last night ran through his head and a familiar scent which he almost didn't notice before hit him in full force. A smile soon graced his lips. Sure enough lying snugly alongside him with her head on his chest was a certain raved haired, fair skinned beauty. Well was lying snugly. It seemed his earlier stirring had roused her from her peaceful slumber.

"Mmmmm, Bigby?"

She sat up with him, rubbing her eyes with one hand while the other pulled the blanket up around her revealing only her creamy white shoulders, hiding how she shared his state of undress. Why did she have to look so adorable when she was tired? Hell she looked adorable just about all the time, but seeing her like this; hair tussled, blue eyes half open and showing a lot more skin than he thought he'd ever see stirred something primal within him. A wry look from Snow made him realise that he was staring.

"Sorry Snow, I was just-I mean…"

She giggled at his embarrassment, her eyes mischievous. She actually giggled. Ok now he knew that he had died and had gone to heaven. His previous embarrassment and inhibitions vanished into thin air.

"It's ok I get it. This is gonna take some getting used to." She sighed.

Her hair cascaded around her face and down her neck, appearing like some wild mane, giving her an untamed, exotic look.

"Somehow I think I'll manage." He laughed.

She laughed as well, music to his ears. He could get used to hearing that.

"Yeah. Now go back to sleep!" She playfully shoved him back down on the bed and snuggled up against him, resting her head in the crook of his neck. He rested his chin on her soft raven hair and ran a hand along her side, stopping comfortably on the curve of her hip. Her hand fit snugly over his. His other hand drew the blankets nice and tightly around both of them. A comfortable silence overtook them.

"Hey Bigby?"

Well that lasted long…

"Mmmm?"

He opened one eye to look at her.

She met his gaze with a content smile across her face, the happiest he had ever seen her.

"I love you too."

He just held her tighter and sported the biggest grin he had ever had.

Felt like doing a little epilogue.