Hey everyone, so this is my replacement Once Upon a Time story for In Love with the Wrong World. I got the idea from watching a fan video where the OC was named Fayette, only I changed the name to Fayetta for this story. It is indeed French and indeed means 'little fairy', I just wanted to put that out there so everyone understands. Each chapter will go from the Enchanted Forest to Storybrooke Maine and back again. The whole story is AU and Rumple might seem a bit OC but hey, who says the writer can't take a few liberties with the characters right? With all that said—enjoy!

Prelude~

Nighttime had fallen across the glen hidden within the depths of the forests which she knew like the back of her hand. Overhead the stars had begun to twinkle brightly as if they were millions of diamonds while she crept closer towards the glen on silent feet that seem to glide across the forest floor. Approaching the tree line she lowered a branch to find the glen silent and peaceful. Two lavender eyes looked around before she stepped out, her feet touching cool grass from this morning's rain. Once within the glen she exhaled a breath and smiled brightly before allowing herself to begin singing. She started soft as she stepped further into the glen, her low voice echoing slightly across the open grass before she allowed her voice to grow slightly. The soft gentleness of her voice carried on a cool breeze that rustled her pale sunshine hair while she danced to the melody of the song. As she twirled and skipped to the song with a dreamy smile on her face she felt all her worries melt away from the week before. Closing her lavender eyes she simply allowed herself to spin so that her skirt moved with her body before her song came to an end. Once the song ended she was utterly surprised when she heard—clapping! Gasping out sheer fright she turned towards the sound to see the shape of a man standing in the shadow of the trees. Not able to make out details, she took a few steps backwards as the male figure stepped out of the shadows and into the light. Wearing an outfit of leather, their hair was straggly around a greenish-gold face with yellow eyes that seem to hold an inner fire to them.

"Wonderful sinning voice ye got their dearie." he said with a flourish of his hands so that she felt herself blush despite herself as she asked,

"Who are you?" the stranger raised an eyebrow as he made a few movements of his hands saying simply,

"I am who I am dearie, though I must wonder who ye are." frowning, she crossed her arms over her chest telling the stranger,

"If you're not going to tell me then I'll just leave."

"Oh ho-ho! But I will tell ye, if you'll give me your name first." the stranger said so that now with curiosity gnawing at her she raised her head telling the stranger,

"Fayetta, my name's Fayetta." upon hearing that the stranger bowed with much flourish before her before standing as he said,

"And I'm the infamous Rumpelstiltskin!" when she said nothing it was his turn to frown as he wondered,

"Ye do not know of me?" so that when she shook her head he giggled madly before Fayetta asked him,

"How long have you been watching me?" smirking at this, the stranger known as Rumpelstiltskin shrugged as he told her simply,

"I heard ye voiced and followed it dearie, though I must say for someone with such a lovely delicate voice why are ye hiding it?" looking away from him, Fayetta revealed something she didn't want him to know. For just under her ear was a mark, the Mark of a wingless fairy. When he began to chuckle darkly Fayetta looked towards him as he had crossed his arms while saying,

"Ah, I understand now—you're a wingless fairy! No wonder ye are named 'little fairy'!" eyes widening since he had seen her brand, she raised a hand to the Mark and cast her eyes towards the ground in self-agony. Hearing footsteps coming towards her, Fayetta looked up to see him closer to her now so that he tilted his head seemingly interested as he wondered,

"And how, did you lose ye wings then?" before he noticed the necklace around her neck, a golden chain that from it hung a half moon made from opal.

"Ah ha! And a fairy of the moon no less lost her wings!" he cackled so that she slapped him on the shoulder saying in annoyance,

"If you are just here to mock me then I'm leaving!" only he caught her wrist in his hold before she could pull it back as he told her,

"Ah but dearie, magic is a trade I know far too well. And I know that all magic comes with a price—which apparently you broke." at this she began to struggle in his hold so that she actually stomped on his foot which caused him to let go so that as she raced to escape into the trees he began cackling again. Before she even reached the tree line however she bumped into something and fell onto her rear, and looking up discovered it had been him she had bumped into! Wagging a finger at her, Rumpelstiltskin held a hand out to her saying,

"That wasn't very nice now dearie." swatting his hand away, Fayetta stood by herself still intending to leave yet he shot a hand out to grab her wrist making her spin around and see him.

"Ye aren't afraid of me are ye?" he asked softly in a quiet wonder so that she said honestly,

"Why should I be? Are you a terrible monster or something?" there was a teasing tone to her voice so that he blinked before letting go of her wrist. A pause passed between them before he asked her,

"And you aren't truly afraid then?" rolling her lavender eyes, Fayetta told him with a small smile,

"Unless you turn into a daemon or fire breathing dragon then no. Besides, you just seem like a very odd sort." this caused him to laugh not at her, but because of her. Shaking her head at him, she turned once more to leave before thinking of something and so turned around to ask,

"Are you going to just pop up again whenever I come here?"

"Why, do ye want me to?" he asked cheekily so that she again slapped his shoulder as she told him,

"That's not what I meant! I asked because only one other person knows where this glen is beside me. And now that you found it either you're going to tell everybody or—"

"No dearie, I won't tell anyone else but I do intend on coming back for a visit now and again." he said with a wink making Fayetta roll her eyes at him before shaking her head at the thought.

"Very well then, well—I do have to be going however." Fayetta told him so that Rumpelstiltskin raised an eyebrow wondering,

"And where would a wingless fairy live I wonder?" making the joy she had vanish as her face fell so that she said softly,

"In a tiny cottage she found abandoned by a stream." hearing the agony in her voice and heartache, Rumpelstiltskin tapped her on the shoulder so that when she looked up he had a small crystal orb in his hands.

"What's that?" she asked him as he toyed with the crystal in both hands allowing the crystal to catch the light as he told her simply,

"A dream crystal, it can show anyone whatever dream they wish for the most."

"You really are magic!" Fayetta said with wonder and a brilliant smile as he smirked before holding it out to her saying,

"All ye need to do, is hold it in your hand and it will show you whatever ye dream for the most." hesitantly, Fayetta gently took it from his outstretched hand and held it gently in hers so that upon looking into it she saw herself with her wings again. Frowning and feeling a lump form in her throat, she pushed the crystal back into his hand saying,

"I can't have what its showing me, once a fairy is branded with the Mark she can't get her wings back. Only if the Mark is removed can she have them restored."

"Ah I know this dearie, but what if I were to tell ye that I could help ye?" Rumpelstiltskin told her making the crystal disappear with a snap but it was his words that made her look up at him with hope in her eyes.

"I'll help ye—in exchange that I may come here whenever you do. Think of it as, a visit of sorts." confused by his request, Fayetta thought it was strange but not that unreasonable so that she nodded saying,

"Ok, as long as you aren't tricking me."

"I'd never dearie!" he said raising his hands in surrender making her giggle before she looked up at the skies and seeing that sunrise was near, Fayetta looked back at him before saying,

"Well, it was interesting to meet you Rumpelstiltskin." then to her surprise he took one of her hands and kissing the back of it told her as he stood,

"And I shall look forward to our next meeting little fairy." smirking at that nickname, Fayetta turned again towards the trees and quickly disappeared leaving him to watch her retreating figure.