I woke up looking at intense gray eyes. I closed my eyes again, groaning. That's when I remebered. I sat up quickly, unintentionally brushing my lips against Stark's. I heard him gasp softly and glared at him. "How did you get in my room?" I asked calmly but sternly, standing up." He pulled out a paper clip. I nodded and opened the door. "Well, I'm fine. You can leave." I stated, gesturing toward the door. He sighed and stood up, walking out the door. "When will you forgive me?" He asked as he stopped. "When I die." I replied coldly, shutting the door. I took a deep breath. I heard clattering and opened the door. I ran downstairs, finding Stark and a black hole. I ran to him, sliding to his hand. We slipped and fell into the black hole. We arrived in Storybrooke...
