Abby sat in the warm room with Reid once again, watching their prisoners sit together in Regina's cell. It was routine now, and the only time they were ever apart was when they were forced to be.

"She can't stay here," Abby muttered, glancing over at Reid. "She won't survive. She's already lost so much weight since they've been here. And Valery's been getting restless. He's had her brought to him three times this week. It's not right, none of this is right. We have to do something."

He nodded, but looked disgruntled. "I don't see what we could do. It would be difficult enough to get them out of the facility."

"But there has to be something!" She put her head in her hands, pushing her hair back as she sighed. "If we can just get them out of here, we can give them a chance. They're never going to be able to get out of here on their own, and they won't survive if they stay here. Even if she lives through the torture and lack of proper nutrition, I don't think Valery's planning on keeping them alive for much longer. In his eyes, they've proved their usefulness."

Reid nodded, and then a look came over his face. "Give me two days. I think I can come up with something. I have a few ideas, but it will take a little arranging, and it's definitely going to take a little time."

Abby nodded slowly, her eyes drawn back to the screen. "You should start right now, then. I'll be ready whenever you are."

She was glad of all the people they'd placed her with, they'd placed her with Reid. This organization hadn't turned out at all the way she'd thought, and she was angry for allowing herself to be duped. But she was going to try to make it right. She wasn't sure what would happen to the two of them - it was inevitable that they'd be found out when all of this was over, but if she lived, she might be able to sleep at night again.

Emma was having a hard time keeping the secret from Snow. Not because she wanted to tell her, but because as the days went along, she became more and more suspicious of David's behavior. She was realizing that something was wrong, and if the looks she'd started to give Emma were anything to go by, she also suspected Emma knew why.

Rumple had been spending a lot of his time on his own - most likely working on devising a plan of some sort - but because of his general attitude, no one suspected it was anything other than his lack of patience in everyone else's presence.

They were growing close to the top, and Emma could feel the nerves jumbling inside her. She knew it would be dangerous, and she was anxious to see Henry again. She could only hope that Pan's intentions actually included keeping him alive and well. The more she heard about Pan from Hook, the more anxious she became about getting Henry away from him as soon as possible.

The foliage growth had become much thinner as they grew closer, what had been rugged ground giving way to jagged rocks and slippery paths. It seemed Dead Man's Ridge was promising to live up to it's name. Where there were gaps in the trees, she could look back to see the ocean, and despite the amount of walking and climbing they'd been doing, she was still surprised by how much height they'd gained. Hook's ship was barely visible from this point.

Good campsites had become harder to find, but it wouldn't matter soon. By Hook's memory, it sounded like they only had about a day left in front of them. Emma wanted to push forward, but finally agreed that it was best they save their energy and rest. She supposed it would give her the chance to talk to Gold anyway. He hadn't sought her out since their conversation that night in the forest, and this might be their last chance before they came across whatever might be waiting for them.

It was the middle of the night as far as David could tell, but he hadn't been able to sleep. There were too many things to think about, and he rolled over to watch Regina. Though she'd been feeling more optimistic about their situation, David knew he had to get her out. Regina had been clever in discovering Valery's method of gathering information, but since she'd refused to give up anything of real value, the man had become obsessed with torturing her and David didn't know how much longer her body could take it.

He brushed a soothing circle on the back of her hand with his thumb, trying to think of a way he could do it. There were so many barriers, locked doors and guards, it seemed impossible. He rolled back over to stare at the ceiling. Of all the situations he'd been in, this one was taking the top spot for worst. He felt truly powerless.

He heard the door of their cell open, but it took him a moment to register, and when he sat up, he was confused to see the barriers blocking them from the rest of the hallway were sliding away as well, but with no guards in sight.

He stood quickly, hurrying into the hallway to look both ways, confirming that there wasn't a soul in sight. "Regina," he whispered loudly, returning to her side. "Regina, wake up!"

Her eyes snapped open and she sat up, immediately alert.

"Look!" She followed where he was pointing to see the open hall.

The lights shut off a second later, and it was the first time since their arrival that they'd been shrouded in complete darkness.

"Let's go!" he urged, helping pull her to her feet.

"It could be a trap," she warned, but followed the sound of his footsteps as he made his way to the door.

"It could."

They both knew that the likelihood of some sort of power surge magically releasing them from their prison was highly unlikely, but they also knew that there wasn't much to lose.

David felt Regina's hand find his arm, linking them together in the darkness as they made their way further than they ever had without a guard escort. It didn't matter that they couldn't see. They'd been locked up long enough without anything to do other than memorize the compound they were held in.

They finally reached the door at the end of the hall, and David took a deep breath before pulling on the handle. To his great relief, it swung open easily, and they continued into the outer rooms of the complex. Faint red lights glowed outside of the prison block, illuminating their outlines, but not much else, and they both felt a shiver go through them at the eerie atmosphere it created.

"We don't know where we're going," Regina pointed out, and David could hear the desperation in her voice. It was true. While they'd been taken to different areas of the complex, they had no context for where they were located inside it, and no idea which way led to escape.

"So we just keep going until we find our way out," David said determinedly, picking up the pace.

They'd only made it down a few passages before there was the sound of running footsteps approaching. Torn between running and fighting, David decided that their best bet was to keep moving forward. It sounded as if there was only one person approaching – he could handle a single guard. Regina tensed as he took a defensive posture, but she seemed to agree with his decision as she stood quietly by.

Seconds later, the source of the footsteps rounded the corner and skid to a halt in front of them.

Regina recognized her immediately as the female guard who often accompanied her to her showers. The quiet, sad looking one, and for a moment, she felt regret that it was this guard that they'd need to harm in order to pass.

They were shocked, however, when instead of fighting, the guard breathlessly hissed, "Follow me, we don't have much time."

The pair immediately took off after her, jogging down hallways, making sharp turns and stepping through doorways that had been left open and unlocked.

"What is going on?" Regina asked as they ran.

"Reid managed to shut off the power grid. We only have a few minutes before emergency generators bring everything back online. We have to get you out before then."

"You're helping us escape?" David asked incredulously, still unable to believe it, even as he followed her through another doorway.

"I used to think the people in this organization were right, but they're not, and neither is what they're doing here; to you. I had to get you out before he killed you."

"Valery?"

"He was growing impatient at the rate he was receiving information. It wouldn't have been much longer. Here." She came to an abrupt halt in the next room, opening a few lockers and pulling out their contents. "Put these on."

David picked up what he recognized to be white snow pants and jackets. "Why do we need these?"

"Trust me, you won't last long out there without them. Hurry! We don't have very much time."

David put them on over his prisoner uniform and helped Regina with her jacket. "Why are risking your life to help us?"

"I told you, this isn't right. And you have to warn your people. This organization is ruthless. They won't stop, especially if you escape. They will eventually find a way back in. Your people should be prepared to defend themselves."

"Who are these people?" Regina asked.

"There isn't time to explain. You have to go now. Through that door, take the first right. The door there will have an electronic panel. It can't be opened without power, but once the power is back on, you'll only have seconds to open it before emergency procedures are enacted and the whole facility goes into lockdown. The code today is 732281."

"What about you?" David asked in concern.

"I have to get back to my post. Reid and I will try to give you a head start."

"But they'll kill you!"

"Not if they don't know it was us," she told him, then with more urgency, "Repeat back the code."

"732281."

She gave a sharp nod. "Good luck." And then she was sprinting away from them, leaving them to finish pulling on their snow suits as they tried to shake themselves out of the state of shock.

There was a way out.

When they were both fully zipped in, David moved to the panel, his hand hovering over the buttons.

Neither of them said anything, waiting in silence for the power to come back on and listening for the sound of anyone approaching.

David sucked in a breath when the lights came back on and held his breath as he quickly typed in the code. A light flashed green and the lock clicked and he opened the door, looking back to make sure Regina was right behind him.

The world went white.

David paused for a brief second in shock, a mumbled, "What the…" escaping before managing to break himself out of it and help Regina out into the world of snow. Nothing but snow as far as the eye could see in any direction. The only thing breaking it up was the partially underground, very cleverly concealed facility they'd just escaped from. It was obviously a secret facility and David was grateful the need to remain hidden extended to the pure white snow suits they were currently wearing. It would make it easier for them to escape anyone who might come after them. Though he now worried where they would be able to find escape and how.

A second later, they heard an alarm sound - faint through the closed door behind them, but still audible - and David reached an arm out to Regina.

"Let's get out of here."