Look who's back with the second installment of Rumple's Rose. I know you guys loved the last story and I thank you for supporting me and giving me such positive feedback. I hope you guys like this story just as much as the first. Now, here is Rumple's Rose part two; Lily's Love.

"What's my name?"

"Mr. Gold."

"What is the name of the town?"

"Storybrooke."

"Alright, one last question. What is your name?"

"My name is Lily."


Lily. That was her name now. Lily. They were in a new world. They had a new life. Everything was different. He was now Mr. Gold, owner of Mr. Gold's Pawn Shop and Antiques, landlord of most of the property of Storybrooke. He practically owned the town. People feared him, just as they did in the Enchanted Forest. Everyone, except one person. The only one who loved him and didn't fear him. She was once called Rose in her past life. Now, she is Lily Gold, daughter of Mr. Gold. He still didn't understand how or why Regina would allow him something that would bring his happiness. The curse was meant to take away everyone's happy ending so she could have her own. He couldn't think on it more before Lily's voice brought him from his thought.

"Why are you asking me questions, Daddy?" She didn't remember. No one in town would remember. Since he was the Dark One and he created the curse, his memory was intact. And because he created it and only his magic could affect Rose, her memory was gone. He simply smiled.

"Just wanted to refresh my memory about some things. I'm getting old." She smiled her sweet smile that he loved so much.

"I don't think you're that old." He chuckled.

"You have no idea." She knitted her eyebrows together in confusion. He knew she didn't know what he meant by that. "Come on. Time to get you ready for school."

"Okay." Things that morning fell into place without a thought. After he put on one of his expensive suits, he helped Lily dress. Then, they both went down to the kitchen and he prepared them breakfast. She helped him, as she always did. They sat at the small table in the kitchen and ate together as Lily told him of her dreams. He was glad that was something that didn't change. Lily was still his Rose. She was still the same sweet little girl that he raised back in the Enchanted Forest. After breakfast, they got in his car and he drove her to school. They pulled up to the school and he saw the other children on the playground. He wondered if Lily had friends. She didn't have the opportunity to have any back home. He was, once again, pulled from his thoughts by Lily. "Daddy?"

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"Are you okay?" He gave her a gentle smile.

"Of course. Why do you ask?"

"You made a weird face. Does your ankle hurt again?" He hated that he had his shattered ankle back and it worried her.

"No, it's not that. I was just thinking."

"About what?" He chuckled.

"Grown up things."

"What kind of grown up things?" Just as curious as ever, he thought.

"Have a good day at school, flower." He too late caught his mistake. Did he call her that in this world? He hadn't even thought of it before it slipped out of his mouth. It was a usual term of endearment he called her since she was a baby.

"I will, Daddy." She gave him a quick hug and got out of the car. He assumed that answered his question. He still called her that. He watched her as she joined the other children on the playground. She looked so happy and he was glad. She seemed to be very well liked and have a lot of friends. He then pulled away from the school and headed down to his shop. He parked his car in the alley next to the shop. He exited his car and went around the front, looking up at the shop sign. "Mr. Gold Pawnbroker & Antique Dealer." He entered his shop and saw all of the antique merchandise. He recognized most of it from the Enchanted Forest. He saw the puppets of Geppetto's parents, a drinking stile of one of the seven dwarfs, even the mobile from Snow White's castle.

None of that was important. He had a business to run. He opened up shop and went into his office in the back. He saw a pile of documents on his desk. He sat at his desk and started to sort through them. They were records of everyone in Storybrooke that were renting from him. Collection day for the month was in a week and a lot of people owed him a lot of money. After about an hour of going through papers, he decided to take a break for the small print of the paper were starting to hurt his eyes. His ankle was also starting to bother him. He opened the drawer of his desk for a bottle of pain killers.

In the drawer, he noticed a manila folder. He pulled it out and opened it. Inside were more documents. As he looked on, he noticed they were court case papers. He figured they were people trying to sue him. Continuing through the papers, he came across some that really caught his attention. They looked like adoption papers. He wondered why he had adoption papers. He then came across a certificate of adoption that read: This certificate certifies that Lily Anne Hart has been formally adopted by Mr. Robert Gold on the 22nd of August of the year 1982. Lily? He adopted Lily? That would make sense. Rose, or rather Lily, still wasn't his biological daughter. His false memories started playing out. He started to see how it all started.


February 1982

Mr. Gold was making his rounds around town, collecting rent from everyone. He had been to all the small businesses and the apartment complex. His next target were the houses that people were renting. Only a few could afford to buy their houses so they wouldn't owe Gold anything. Everyone else wasn't as lucky. His last stop was a small one story house on a corner. As he approached the house, he saw a young girl with long brown hair in the front yard playing with a cat. He had seen the girl many times, but never spoke to her. She wore a pink dress with multi-colored leggings and a light jacket. She must be cold, he thought. In Maine, it was always cold. That jacket alone couldn't be keeping her warm. He smiled at her as he went up the walkway.

"Hello there." She looked up at him with bright emerald eyes. She gave him a nervous smile.

"Hi." He noticed the nervous tone in her voice. No doubt she probably feared him just like everyone else.

"What's your name, little one?" She hesitated for a moment. She wasn't sure whether to answer him or not.

"I can't talk to strangers."

"I see. Well, let me introduce myself. My name is Mr. Gold."

"Gold is a funny name." He chuckled.

"I suppose it is. What about you? Do you have a funny name?" She gave an adorable little giggle.

"No. My name is Lily."

"Lily, eh? That's a lovely name for a young lady as lovely as yourself." She smiled. He gestured to the cat. "What's your cat's name?"

"He's not mine, but he comes by everyday and I like to play with him. I call him Simba."

"Simba? What made you choose that name?" She shrugged her shoulders.

"I dunno. I just did. Do you like cats?" He chuckled.

"I'm actually more of a dog person."

"I like dogs too." This child is delightful, he thought. He had always had a weak spot for children, but there was something about that little girl that was different. She was adorably sweet and kind. Unlike...

"Lily! What did I tell you about talking to strangers?!" He looked up and saw Lily's mother, Portia. She had long curly raven hair and dark emerald eyes. While Lily's eyes were filled with curiosity and wonder, her mother's were filled with anger and bitterness. Aside from the nuns, she was his least favorite tenant. Lily stood up.

"But..."

"Don't you dare 'but' me! And I told you to stop playing with that damn cat! It could have a disease and I am not paying for you to get a rabies shot! Get your ass in this house right now!" Without another word, Lily ran into the house. Portia turned back to Mr. Gold.

"A bit hard on the girl, don't you think?"

"What do you care?" He shrugged his shoulders.

"Simply making an observation." She approached him with an envelope in her hand.

"How I handle my daughter is my business. Here's the rent." He took the envelope and looked inside of it. He then stuffed the envelope in his coat pocket.

"Well, looks like my business here is done. And if I were you, I'd go easy on the girl. She's only a child." She rolled her eyes.

"I'll handle her however I see fit. Do you have a problem with that?" He didn't trust the way she said that, but it wasn't any of his business. In the back of his mind, he still worried for the poor girl. Portia Hart was never the nicest woman in town. She always put people down and felt she was better than everyone else. Her former boyfriend was the same way. He felt that things should always go his way and people should do what he wanted just because he was the sheriff at the time. He had died in a drunk driving accident. After that, Deputy Graham took over as sheriff and Portia became even more of a bitch. Not long after, she had Lily. Everyone in the small town worried for the child, but no one dared to do anything. He simply smirked.

"Not at all. Good day to you, Ms. Hart." He turned to leave. Portia turned and went back inside, slamming the door behind her. He turned and saw Lily in the window. She smiled and waved at him. He smiled and waved back. He then turned and made his way back to his car. He didn't see a hand grab Lily's arm and yank her from the window. When he sat back in his car, he looked to see if Lily was still in the window and saw that she wasn't. Figuring she left on her own, he started up his car and drove off. He would only later realize his mistake of leaving her to her mother's vices.

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