Just a collection of short drabbles. I don't own Once Upon A Time.
Do we really have to write that on everything? I mean... this is a FanFiction website. So unless Eddie Kitsis and Adam Horowitz are on here writing fanfic, I think everything should just fall under a blanket agreement that it's not owned by the author.
Of course, if Eddie or Adam DID post here without a statement, the site might automatically delete it.
Whatever. Enjoy.
"Rumple… I can't ignore this any longer."
"Ignore what, love?"
"This." she stretched her arm out to her husband who was sitting on the couch. In her hand was the picture of herself and their son. It had been taken a few days ago at his birthday party. He was 19. "We look the same."
"Well, you are related." His lips compressed into a sligtly mocking smile.
Belle narrowed her eyes. "You know what I mean." She pursed her lips. "No more excuses, Rumple. No more flattery. Tell me the truth…"
He stared up at her from his seat.
"I'm not aging, am I?"
Rumplestiltskin was silent.
"Neither of us are." Her voice was flat. Her husband still failed to reply.
"Rumple. Why? I don't want to outlive my own son…" she trailed off into a whisper, her words breaking into a small sob.
He stood, taking a step towards her and taking both her hands in his.
"Belle. I love you. I love both of you so much. But the deal I made wasn't with our son. It was with you."
She stared up at him uncomprehending as he brushed his fingertips lightly over her knuckles.
"You promised me forever. And death won't be an escape from our agreement." He closed his eyes, bringing her hand up to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to it.