*Long time no talk, this is the continuation of Rumpelstiltskin's Legacy. I hope you enjoy the chapters I am posting. There will be many and probably not well written in the grammar sense. Sorry. I've had this story for a while and I didn't want to post it until I was done writing it, but I haven't posted anything in a while, so I wanted to start posting this as a kind of apology. Again I hope you enjoy it. Thanks for reading. Toodles*

JOY RUMPELSTILTSKIN

I stared out the window of my father's mansion, to watch the sunrise. It has been weeks since the curse was broken and all of the fairytale people were transported back to fairyland. They all come to me for help with their nightmares of the other world; some think it was just that a nightmare where others know that it was reality for a while and somewhat miss it. I have sort of taken over my father's role, but without the hatred and fear of me, in fact they visit me periodically, even Emma and Henry moved in; they have this allusion that I am this weak child who just lost her entire family...and the tears I cry every night makes me think that maybe they are right. However, Henry is a real comfort for me, we play games, tell ghost stories in the middle of the night, and have sleep overs in the huge foyer in-front of a roaring fire. Emma is a big help as well, she helps me cook and keep the mansion looking spotless; I created a mirror portal so that Snow White, Charming, Emma and Henry could see each other as often as they wanted, so there is a constant stream of people. I am never alone. However, this small fact does nothing to fill the void of my lost father. I wrote him letters everyday telling him about how lively the mansion has gotten, and how much I miss him and Belle. It was hard for me to sacrifice my happiness after I worked so hard to gain it, but the though of how happy Father would be once he found Balefire made the pain worth it. Even though Ba could never love our father for who and what he was. I loved our father even though he gave me away! I clenched my fist anger roaring in me. Ba should have been able to love him, he should have...

Dog barked at me from the door he just opened to alert me of someone watching me through the mirror portal. I turned to look and saw a glimpse of Snow White in a pale gown watching me. The sentiment warmed my heart, she saw me as part of her family and was checking up on me from time to time. I waved with a slight smile to my golden lips. In this world I had only the look of the Dark one, it took to much power to make myself look like everyone else. No one seemed to mind this. She waved back, blew me a kiss and then moved away from the mirror. Father I wish I could show you the bonds I have created with these people. No one would fear you anymore, nor ever again.

SNOW WHITE

I sat at my vanity mirror, thinking about Joy, and the shy wave she gave me. She had looked so alone in her father's work room.

"You went to check on her again didn't you?" Charming asked behind me in our luxurious king sized bed. I looked at him with a sad smile.

"I can't help it," I defended as he was about to rebuff me "she is part of our family now. I worry about her."

"Aren't you worried about your real family? Living with her, what will happen if Rumpelstiltskin's enemies come to get revenge, putting them in danger?"

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Joy is a strong individual, she can take care of herself, as well as Emma and Henry. Plus, his enemies would get no satisfaction," I reasoned "since he isn't here anymore."

Charming frowned with a furrowed brow. However, he dared not argue with me. "Why do you feel the need to 'mother' her, Snow?"

I looked away then, how could I tell him that I felt like I abandoned both my daughter and grandson for twenty eight years. I know I had ten years to teach my grandson, but as a grandmother I wasn't there for him. This has scarred me mentally as a bad person and with Joy, I feel like I was given a second chance to better my family. The padding of feet alerted me to Charming moving, he placed his hands on my shoulders, he kissed the back of my head.

"You should come back to bed, love," he whispered. I nodded and joined him in the bed.

EMMA SWAN

I opened the door to Rumpelstiltskin's work room to find Joy spinning gold. Both the gold and dozen pieces of parchment littered the ground. I picked up a random sheet it read:

Dear Father,

Everyone has almost forgotten your name, no one freaks when they look at me or hear my full name. It's almost been a month now since the last time I saw you, its hard living here without you, especially since I am living in your old mansion and filling in your shoes. You have rather big shoes to fill when I only have a five size foot. Have you found Balefire, yet? Are you and Belle doing well? Catching up? Things are going fine here, I have started over with a new family, Snow White and Emma have accepted me as their daughter. No one actually aged in the other world, besides me, did you notice the last time you saw me? I got taller!...I miss you Papa, I want you to be here. I swear I'll find away to you!

Your Loving Daughter,

Joy Rumpelstiltskin.

I sighed. She was really missing him, any child would. I walked up to the spinning wheel, she wasn't even focusing on what she was doing in fact her eyes were glowing a green color. I knelt down to get a closer look, when suddenly she jerked back and fell off her stool.

"Joy!" I rushed to her, as I placed her head in my lap her eyes opened. "What happened?"

"Someone from the fay sent me a messaging asking to speak with me," she rasped out. I slowly sat her up in front of me, with my arm supporting her. She groaned once before fainting in my arms, she must have not slept again. I hoisted her into my arms and carried her up to her bedroom, which was Rumpelstiltskin's. Oddly, enough no matter how evil Rumpel was I could not, find hate or mistrust for him anymore; especially knowing why he did everything he had. He was just trying to get back to his boy through any means necessary. I laid Joy in the huge poster bed, she looked so much like her father, and not just because she had the look of the cursed one, but I could tell by the structure of her face. I pulled the covers up, then left her to rest. Henry was waiting for me in the huge foiya reading one of the thousands of books in Rumpel's library, he liked reading more than I had realized. I had only seen him with one book and that was the fairyland book, that he was so sure was real. In the end he was right and I was the one wrong. I sat beside him.

"What are you reading, buddy?" I asked curious as to what knowledge he was gaining from this books contents.

"Weaving magic," he answered honest. I chuckled. I had forgotten that most of the thousands of books were magic in Rumpel's library. We sat there peacefully, enjoying each other company.