The Newest Gold
A Rumbelle Fanfiction
A/N: This is my first Rumple and Belle Fanfiction. I have watched from Season 1 to Season 7, I finished the entire series and sometimes rewatch certain episodes. I'm obsessed with this ship and will defend it until it sinks. I will go down with with ship! By the way this is an AU fic where after Emma broke the first few curses, they returned to the Enchanted Forest and made it liveable in again. Obviously in this universe – Rumple and Belle returned to the Dark Castle. Seasons 1, 2 and 3 are prominent in this fic. Enjoy!
Chapter 1: Adjusting
"Where is it..." Rumplestilskin pondered as he looked for his prized possession – a chipped antique cup that symbolised he and his Belle's relationship. He smiled, breathing a sigh of relief when he found it in his sleeping wife's hands, cuddled into her rising and falling chest. They had just been getting used to living back in the Enchanted Forest and their castle. "Belle... Belle... Wake up, dearest." Rumple whispered, trying to wake her from her deep sleep. The brunette beauty opened her sky bright blue eyes and yawned. "Rumple! There you are... I was reading a book while holding our cup and I fell asleep." she smiled as she sleepily replied. "It's alright, my Belle. I was just wondering if you knew where our cup was. I got worried when I couldn't find it..." Rumple quietly answered, kissing his beautiful bookworm on the forehead as a good morning. Much to his dismay, Rumple had returned to being a beast. He was back to looking like the Dark One. Yet, Belle still found him to be her entire world. He is the most handsome man in the world to her; if not for his looks, for his kind heart and how he treated her like a queen. "That's OK, Rum. Where did you find those?" she asked happily, gesturing to the bashful Scottish beast's black leather pants and neon orange silk shirt. "You're not the only one who returned back to their former selves, dearest." Rumple answered softly, remembering how painful life was without his Belle – he would treasure her everyday like the sunrise from now on. He'd at least try to be a better man for her.
She grinned, looking down at her familiar looking, petrol blue library dress. "Did you miss me in blue that much, Rumple?" The happy bookworm teased her smiling husband. "I love that dress. It's very pretty... But the fact is dearest – I think yellow suits you better..." Rumple teased her lovingly. She couldn't help it, She blushed cutely and hugged her Mr. Gold. She smiled as she remembered the last time she wore that charming yellow ballgown. It was one of the last times the couple had been in Storybrooke, before Emma broke the last curse and by doing that, transported them to the Enchanted Forest that was apparently all patched up, how it used to be before the first Dark Curse. The last time Belle Gold had worn that yellow satin and taffeta gown had been their first dance as a married couple in the Enchanted Forest. They had danced to their song; 'Tale As Old As Time'. Rumplestilksin had lovingly conjured their outfits from the first time that they had danced to their song. They were in the Enchanted Forest now and The Savior, Emma Swan had broken the remaining curses.
"Care to dance, Mrs. Gold?" Rumple whispered into her ear, just like he did that night they had danced to their song as a married couple for the first time. "I'd love to, Mr. Gold." Belle answered happily, smiling at Rumplestilskin. With a smile and click of Rumple's fingers; their song was playing out of thin air once more as they waltzed slowly to their much loved song in the ballroom they had once loved, before being rushed to Storybrooke and having forgotten who each other was. They were together now, that's what was important. "Are you happy here with me, my Belle?" Rumple asked quietly, conjuring a single red rose for his lovely wife. "Of course I am, Rumple. We're together now and we'll find a way to rid you of that dagger, darling." Belle lovingly promised. "Indeed we will. Belle, I have something very important to tell you. But first; do you remember that I am a Seer, my Belle?" Rumple quietly asked his curious wife. "Yes. But why is it suddenly important?" Belle smiled but answered curiously, her blue eyes ablaze in question.
"I – um... I... Isawuswithachild." Rumple hurriedly stated with worry. "Come again, Rum?" She asked in surprise and shock. Belle had known that the Dark Curse had rendered her husband infertile, inable of having children. But come to think of it; after being in Storybrooke... Perhaps it had returned? "I don't know how, why or when but we're to have... A child. Together." Rumple answered, simply thinking that he knew that it would end up like his son, well technically, 'their' son since the lad had told Belle that he wanted nothing to do with his mother and that she was now to think of him as her son. This was before his untimely death in Storybrooke by people whom he had thought to be his friends. They stabbed him in the back by shooting him into a portal created by a magic bean. It had been a cruel way for Baelfire Gold to die. Rumple's heart couldn't take another Baelfire. "Rumple, it will be alright. Trust me." Belle whispered to him reassuringly, kissing his scaly cheek. "While I'm with you, it will be my Belle." He whispered, not meaning too but making giddy noises and trilling to himself. The Dark Curse was back in swing and the demon had returned inside his head. He just needed to hang on to his Belle and hope for the best with their future child. "Am I already pregnant?" Belle asked inquisitively, feeling her stomach curiously. Rumple grinned at her. "All magic comes at a price, dearest. Even for you." Rumple whispered, giggling and booping his endearing wife on the nose. "What is your price, Dear One?" She teased him lovingly as her answer. Always, without fail since Belle couldn't remember when, she had called him 'Dear One' instead of 'Dark One'. It lifted his spirits. "Hmm... Let me see... A wee kiss from my wife would do!" Rumple answered, giggling again and smirking at his wife.