Belle had been kept captive inside the enchanted castle in exchange for her father's life. After seeing the kindness from all of the enchanted objects, Belle sees that she may even like it here. But knowing that the Beast is so cruel and frightening, Belle knows that she will have to adjust and be careful. But why is he so protective of the West Wing? What's he hiding in there? Belle wonders as she wanders up the stairs, growing anxious to see what is in the West Wing. She sees broken mirrors, ripped curtains, and destroyed furniture inside the lone room in the Wing. She notices a damaged painting of a beautiful man and it makes her wonder how the castle became enchanted, but a bright glowing pink light catches Belle's attention. She follows the light to see a beautiful floating rose, transfixed by its beauty. She carefully lifts the glass case and comes so close to touching it, until she finds a great dark shadow looming over her. She looks up to see the Beast on the balcony in anger, he quickly leaps and places the jar back over the rose, then turning his attention to Belle.
"Why did you come here?" His voice grows angry.
Belle takes a few steps back, "I'm sorry."
"I warned you never to come here!"
"I didn't mean any harm," Belle squeaks in defense.
"Do you realize what you could have done?!" The Beast thrashes at the furniture, Belle attempting to dodge.
"Please, stop!" Belle begs in horror, maneuvering herself out of the way as the Beast destroys the furniture around her.
"Get out! GET! OUT!" The Beast roars while Belle flees the West Wing, running down the castle stairs, and grabbing her cloak, trying to get to the front castle doors to get to Phillipe.
She rushes past Lumiere and Cogsworth in fright. "Wh-where are you going?" Lumiere asks in confusion.
"Promise or no promise, I can't stay here another minute!" Belle cries out in a hurry, opening the door to the freezing cold.
"Oh no, wait, please, please wait!" Cogsworth pleads but Belle shuts the door behind her and gets Phillipe out of the stables.
"Phillipe, come on! We have to get out of here now!" Belle jumps on top of him and they ride past the castle gates and into the snowy woods. Phillipe stops short to find a pack of wolves surrounding them. Belle gasps and pulls on the reins of Phillipe's saddle and they turn around, Phillipe galloping as fast as he can but the wolves follow. They fall through the ice and Phillipe keeps going, eventually escaping the water and back into the snowy forest. But the wolves race in front of them and Belle falls off of Phillipe. Seizing a large branch, Belle fights the wolves the best she can until one leaps on top of her, growling and snarling in her face. Right as the wolf is about to bite her, she hears the piercing shot of a gun. The wolves all stop and stare at the source to find Gaston on his horse, aiming at another wolf to kill. Belle pushes the wolf off of her as she runs to Phillipe, hearing another shot of his gun, killing one. Two wolves leap for Gaston and his horse dodges, another shot piercing the air.
While Gaston fights, a wolf clenches onto Belle's cloak, dragging her into the snow. The wolf bites into Belle's right arm and she screams out in pain. Gaston shoots again, killing the wolf that's attacking her. The other wolves see that they are no match and run off in fear. Gaston jumps off of his horse and puts his gun on a holster on the saddle. Belle looks to Gaston and slowly stands back up, holding onto Phillipe's saddle as he runs towards her. But before he reaches her, she grips onto her bleeding arm and loses balance, wincing in pain as she falls into Gaston's arms.
"Belle, you're bleeding! Here," Gaston rips off part of the fabric of his cloak and wraps it around her wound. He then wraps his coat around her freezing body. "Let me get you home. Your father's worried sick about you," Gaston whispers in her ear as he picks her up. He sets her onto his saddle before he grabs Phillipe's reins, pulling him on as he climbs up with Belle. She rests back onto his chest while their horses gallop through the snow on the way back to town.
"Gaston…" He looks down to see her head resting on his chest. "How… How did you find me? How did you… Know I was out here?" Belle asks him gently.
"Your father came into the tavern, raving about how some Beast locked you away in a dungeon," he pauses and looks towards the forest in front of them. "I am ashamed to say that at first I just laughed it off, thinking he was just crazy. But your father, he was so adamant, so hysterical. So I checked your house and once I saw that you were gone and couldn't be found, I went looking for you, assuring your father that I would find you and bring you home."
"Thank you, Gaston… For saving my life." Belle whispers as she feels herself beginning to fall unconscious.
"You're welcome," Gaston whispers before kissing her forehead as her eyes close. When kissing her forehead, he feels how hot it is, realizing she has a fever. Gaston knows that he must hurry in getting her home so he shifts his weight forward and signals his steed to move faster.