A/N: Hey everyone, I got this idea stuck into my head ever since I found out that Belle was pregnant and I finally decided to just go ahead and write it. Just a few things, to clear up before we begin.

Rumpelstiltskin and Belle are having a girl in this story. I am going to address the whole waking Belle up from the sleeping curse but I don't really care for the fact that it's apparently their unborn son.

First, I personally hate The Blue Fairy and I have always gotten this vibe as someone who isn't what she appears and thus who those who love her character on the show, you might not like how her character is in this fanfiction.

Other than that I hope you enjoy my story and now on with the show.

Rumpelstiltskin sat in the waiting room of the Storybrooke hospital waiting for Whale to emerge and tell him that his son was finally born. His mind wondered back to where Baelfire had been born and how he had injured himself in the war just so he could be sure that his son wouldn't grow up without a father. He thought about the days before his former wife left him alone to raise their son and how he wanted to do everything just to make sure his son grew up healthy, strong but also happy, and then he recall the day he became the Dark One.

After that, while he always tried to be the best father he could be to his son, he now had to admit to himself that slowly the darkness was overcoming the good that was hidden deep inside himself. His son had been able to hold the darkness back, but he could still recall the day he let himself cling to the power and the strength that it gave him but in return he lost his only son, making the prophecy to come true. His son had indeed grown up alone and without a father to protect and guide him, and now he couldn't help but worry if fate would force the same to happen again.

Would Belle truly keep him from being with their son? Although she said she would give him a chance to be a father, she had also made it clear she didn't fully trust him to do what was right. She seemed scared that their son would get hurt, or that he might become effected by the vary darkness that loomed around him.

Rumpelstiltskin knew that he couldn't fully blame Belle for fearing that because even though he had always tried to keep the darkness he was cursed with from effecting those he love, eventually it always seemed to cost him in the end, however, he would do anything for another chance. He would find a way to keep the darkness at bay, to keep it from affecting his son.

Suddenly he saw the lights in the waiting room flash and he could feel what he thought felt like the magic had ripple all around him but when he glanced around he found he didn't seem anything out of the ordinary and it seemed to vanished just as soon as he felt it.

Rumpelstiltskin heard the soft clicking of footsteps approaching and turned to see Whale finally making his way over to him. Slowly he stood up and looked at Whale, who actually for once had a smile on his face when addressing him.

"Gold," began Whale who for unknown reasons was one of the few who seemed determine to call him by his curse name.
"I take it my son is finally born," stated Rumpelstiltskin as he began to make his way to the room where Belle was in, surely he would at least get to hold his son.
"Wait, Rumpelstiltskin, there something you need to know."
"What?" demanded Rumpelstiltskin stopping and turning enough so he was looking at him.
"You don't have a son," began Whale in a voice that was calm and serious so Rumpelstiltskin knew he wasn't kidding around.
"What are you talking about?" demanded Rumpelstiltskin, his voice going cold causing Whale to take a step backwards.
"You have a daughter," stated Whale.
"What?" asked Rumpelstiltskin thinking maybe he had misheard him.
"It's a girl."

Rumpelstiltskin stared at Whale for a few seconds letting the information sink in, a daughter. But how was that possible? Belle had been woken up by a kiss by a man claiming to be their son. Without waiting for Whale to continue he turned and made his way down the hallway. A few volunteers and nurses saw him coming but wisely decided to stay out of his way as he made it to outside Belle's room which the door was open just enough that he could hear his wife soft voice speaking to a baby wrapped in a soft green blanket.

Knocking gently on the door before pushing it open enough that he could fully enter the room pausing just inside the door as Belle looked up from their child and looked at him.

"Rumple," began Belle.
"Is it true?" asked Rumpelstiltskin taking another step into the room so he could try to get a closer look at their child who eyes were closed and seemed to be in good health.
"Yes," stated Belle not needing to know what he was asking about. "We have a daughter."

Rumpelstiltskin walked over till he was standing mere inches from Belle and wished he could take the child into his arms and hold her much like he had when Baelfire was just a baby but he didn't want to push Belle away when she was just starting to come around to letting him be a part of their child life. He didn't know how long he stood there staring at the baby, that he almost didn't hear his wife call his name.

"Rumpelstiltskin," said Belle slightly louder which brought him out of his thoughts and he turned to look at her. "Would you like to hold her?"

Belle watched as Rumpelstiltskin seemed shocked by the question, did he truly think she wouldn't let him even hold their child before nodding and gently took their daughter from her arms and into his. She laid there and watched as Rumpelstiltskin took a seat in the chair beside the bed and began to take in his daughter's appearance. Soon, the silence was broken by their daughter who had chosen to awake at the moment began to make sounds of protest and she smiled as Rumpelstiltskin gently began to rock their child back and forth.

"Shhhh…. Princess," began Rumpelstiltskin. "You're safe, Papa's here."

Rumpelstiltskin rocked their daughter and smiled as their daughter calmed down and opened her eyes and he took in her deep brown eyes that he could see small traces of golden flecks hidden in them. Her head had what looked would be one day be soft brown curls which were only slightly lighter than her mother's locks. She was perfect and Rumpelstiltskin felt something he hadn't felt in a very long time. A love and dedication that he would do anything to protect but unlike what he had with Belle which seemed to allow the darker part of himself to still remain on the edge of the feeling, he felt new, almost like how he had felt before he had transfer the darkness back into himself when Emma had attempted to destroy it.

"She's beautiful," muttered Rumpelstiltskin as he continue to rock their child who seemed to be content in his arms.
"Yes, she is," replied Belle as she gently reached her arms out and Rumpelstiltskin looked at them before taking one final look at their daughter and placed a gentle kiss on the top of her head before gently passing their daughter back to her mother who let out a small protest but calmed down once again. "Rosalinda."
"What?" asked Rumpelstiltskin as he looked at his wife.
"I know it going to sound crazy but Emma convince me to pick at least one name just in case it was a girl. I thought we could name her Rosalinda."
"Rosalinda," muttered Rumpelstiltskin testing the name out, smiling as he did since he couldn't think of a better name for their daughter. "It's perfect."
"Rosalinda Cassidy Gold," stated Belle as she recalled Baelfire's last name he used in this world and how it felt right.

Rumpelstiltskin smiled at the name and he gently leaned over and gently ran her hand along their daughter small form, before placing a small but simple kiss onto Belle's cheek and she looked at her husband.

"Belle, come home with me," pleaded Rumpelstiltskin. "Please, just give me another chance."

Belle stared at Rumpelstiltskin who she still loved but feared the darkness in him, yet seeing him here today, holding their child and hearing him calm her down had soften her heart and she thought back to her how she once promise that she wouldn't give up on them. Yes, their love wasn't what she had always dreamed of when she was a little girl but at the same time it was what her heart craved.

"Okay," began Belle but paused just enough so he would know she wasn't done. "But we are going to take things slow. I want my own room!"
"Alright," replied Rumpelstiltskin. "I'll make the arrangements. Thank-you."

Rumpelstiltskin smiled and while his mind was pointing out that something wasn't adding up, there was still the fact that someone who claimed to be their son had been the one to wake up Belle, he decided to worry about that another time. For once, he felt lighter and happier than he ever could recall feeling as the dark one and he wasn't going to allow his darker side intervene for once.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Storybrooke, Henry was sitting on his lunch break taking some time to record the day to day changes of the town, pausing to take a small break as he placed the quill on top of the blank page, before grabbing a soda from the nearest vending machine.

Henry open the can and made his way back to the table, taking a seat and was about to pick up the quill and continue writing when to his shocked he saw the page he had rested the quill on wasn't blank any longer. Instead were a series of words that while they were written in the usual print the quill always wrote in, it wasn't in the typical blank ink.

The words were written in what appeared to be reflective colour that seemed to change as the light danced over it. Henry gently picked the book up, trying to take in what he was seeing and he carefully began to read the writing.

The power of magic, reborn into a human vessel

Born of a dark one and love truer than all

This child shall have no equal

But heed this warning:

For this child shall have the power to change the world itself

For in her hands, she will bring eternal…

Henry paused as he noticed that unlike the rest, the final was different than the others. While it shimmer and shined just as the others, it kept changing from:

Darkness, Light and Balance

A/N: Well that's the first chapter. Belle is giving Rumpelstiltskin another chance but how will they both react when they learn of the writing Henry just discovered and just what exactly is it that allowed Belle to wake up if they had a daughter and not a son.

Reason behind the name:

Rosalinda I wanted to go with something relating to a rose but I felt the name Rose was too simple and plain for the daughter of Rumpelstiltskin and I wanted a name that seemed a little more royal and thus I choose it.

Cassidy I felt that Belle would be the type of people who would honor Baelfire sacrifice and would understand how much Rumpelstiltskin misses him, so I felt like it would fit nicely in between her first name and her last.

Well more to come soon, I hope you all are enjoying the start of this story and I'll try to update as often as I can.