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I had to.

Catching the sought upon streets edges had been a far more difficult task than initially planned. Getting their meeting to occur voluntarily wasen't working out and having that door opened more than a wedge resulted in much arguing with a certain Sheriff. Ultimately, no results were salvaged by either ventures. And a ghastly limp did Rumpel no favors with any of this. But then he supposed that was his fault, too. Would have it been a worse mistake to stay when that time had come? There'd been many mistakes cast by his grisly hand but raising his boy for the time he had was not one of them, for that this father would swear by with a whole heart.

Outrunning would, clearly, not be possible in the least so any attempt that predicted to have that ultimate result was avoided in clear shot. If this were to be successful, tension could not stand in high alert. So in careful trajectory and a slight instance of tailing caught the moment in an uneasy hand.

"Wait. Please. Wait just a moment." The sidewalk's end was blocked with a gesturing hand and a cleverly parked vehicle. Coincidental, of course. And there, too, was still a choice in all this. To turn around. But a slight enclosure made the decision a little less flippant.

Even now, seeing him up close-being near him- was a strange, indescribable feeling. Likely a mixture that would never be worded in any case. He looked so much like his mother. More than liked. Perhaps it was simply that look in their eyes that shared desire to flee from him.