Hey all. Gosh, I haven't updated my Tangled fanfics in a LONG TIME. I should REALLY get on that. Maybe later, because I had the sudden inspiration to write this. Once Upon a Time is my FAVORITE show, I am obsessed, and especially with Rumbelle. I can't wait for "Dreamy" because Belle will be back! I can't get enough of these fanfics for them, I just need something to tie me over until the next episode with both of them, I hope the real episode is half as good as some of these fictions. I have noticed that some of them aren't very realistic, so I am trying to make this as realistic, what could actually happen in the show, as possible. *Spoilers for Skin Deep(obviously)* Enjoy!
~emmi7thp
Set after Regina walks away from Mr. Gold in his cell
"We shall see" scowls Regina, then she walks away, leaving Gold to ponder her words and hold his precious cup.
He sat with the cup in his hands, he gingerly examend it.
Oh, my, I'm so sorry, um, it's chipped
It's just a cup.
No, not anymore, it's not just a cup. It's all he has left of Belle. Choking back tears from all of the memories that flood him with just one look at the cup, a bell jingles. Emma is back.
She looks positivley happy at her 29 1/2 minutes with Henry. She walks over to Gold sitting in the cell and hands him an ice cream cone.
"Hope you like vanilla." she says, retracting her hands out of the cell.
"It's better than nothing," he says, but seeing her raised eyebrow he coughs up a "Thank you"
"Where's Henry" he asks trying to make conversation with the blond, now sitting at her desk.
"I dropped him back at his house, but Regina wasn't home yet" she says, " Speaking of Regina,
What did she say?" Emma was genuinely curious.
"Nothing, she just wanted a few questions answered in return for what was stolen from me."
Emma was about to ask what, not seeing anything, but then she spotted a small chipped teacup sitting next to Mr. Gold's feet. She could see no reason why anyone would want it.
Astonished she asked, "That is what French stole, that chipped piece of glass is what you wanted to badly...why?"
He looked up at her and the pain in his eyes told her enough, she almost felt bad for him.
"It was hers, wasn't it?" she said, waiting for a reply," she chipped it, whoever she is."
He gave her a small nod. "It's all I have left..., " he paused and chuckled, "it's like we knew each other in another life" he said cryptically.
Trying to break the tension in the room she said, "You know, you're starting to sound like Henry!
What happened, did you loose her because of the curse?"
His head snapped up, had she overheard he and Regina's conversation?
"What?" he asked weakly.
"Oh, it's nothing. Henry has this book, of fairytales, but they all have a twist since this Evil Queen, who he belives is Regina, cast a curse on them. Now they're trapped here, and they don't know who they are. He thinks that Dr. Hopper is Jiminy Cricket, and Mary Margaret is Snow White, and a bunch of other people." She looked up at him and gave him a "but that's crazy, right" look.
Gold was astonished, he couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"I'll tell you what, I'll make you a deal. Next time you see Henry, let me talk to him..."
"And what do I get?" Emma interupted.
"I will owe you something" replied Gold.
THe blond laughed, "But it won't cancel out what I owe you?" Gold shook his head, "Well, I think we should be seeing him in a couple of minutes." and she lifted up Henry's scarf from underneath her desk. He always seemed to "forget" something everytime he got a chance to see her.
She was right. Not even a few seconds after Emma said that, the bell on the door rang again and Henry came bursting thorough.
"Hey kid, did you forget something again?" she laughed, "I'm surpriesed Regina let you come back."
"Oh, she's not home yet" he said dismissively.
"Not home yet? I thought she would have gone home after she came here?" Emma looked over at Mr. Gold, and he shruged at her.
"I know where she is though, she's at the hospital," he said.
"Why is she there, that's a little suspicious." said Emma, and she picked up her keys again "Well get your scarf, I'll drop you off there."
But Mr. Gold cleared is throat. Emma looked over at him, "Oh right." She leaned down too Henry "Mr. Gold would like a word with you real quick."
Henry looked a little nervous, but Emma's look reassured him.
"In private please." piped in Mr. Gold.
"Right," said Emma, "I'll leave you to it, but quick, I don't want Regina to chop my head off for spending too long with Henry. Scream if you need me, alright, kid?" she joked, and went into another room.
Henry went down and sat on the couch, inhabited by his mother not moments ago. "Good afternoon Mr. Gold" said Henry.
But Gold went straight down to the point. "So, Emma tells me about this book you have, of fairy tales, I was wondering if you still had it." Maybe it had information about Belle. Even though the Queen told him she was dead, he had believed her, but never truely given up hope.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Gold, I lost it, but I know it by heart I could...wait, you don't think I'm crazy,
do you?" He said, doubting anyone would believe his tales, exexpt for Graham.
"No, not at all my boy, I actually think you might be onto something... I just, have one question is there anything about a woman named Belle, in there?" he said, his voice shaking and unknowingly picking the cup back up and holding it.
"As a matter of fact, yes, there is sir. She is the beauty in Beauty in the Beast. I just can't figure out who she is here though." he said.
"Excuse me?" stammered Gold.
"Well you see, sir, everyone in my book was sent here, and everyone living in Happily Ever After has a counterpart here, and I haven't seen Belle before."
"And you won't" said Mr. Gold roughly.
"Why not?" said Henry, "Did something happen to her that I don't know about?"
"She died." said Gold, looking down.
"Wait, have you read it, how did you know?" said Henry
Gold chuckled, "It's complicated."
"No wait, you couldn't have read my book, or else you would know, unless..." Henry stopped.
"What is it, boy, spit it out." Gold had a feeling Henry knew something he didn't.
"Just to check, you don't think I'm crazy...at all?"
"Why?"
"It's just, the Beast, who took Belle, his name was Rumplestiltskin, and well, I have been trying to ficure out who everyone was, and I was thinking that..." Henry paused, "You were Rumplestiltskin."
He stopped to wait for Gold's reaction.
"Well done boy" said Gold, knowing that he might regret later telling Henry his true identity.
"I was right!" exclaimed Henry, "Wait, so that means, you don't know" almost smiling about the news he was about to give to Gold.
"Know what?" said Gold, not daring to get his hopes up in case of disappointment.
Henry looked at the man, wide eyed like a child, holding his chipped cup in one hand and his cane in another. Henry smiled at the sight of the cup, it proved that Mr. Gold was indeed, Rumpelstiltskin.
"Belle's alive."
