I am writing just to see where this takes me. I've got an abundance of feels from the new movie release. Who knows…as always, let me know what you think. Reviews keep my on my toes, and always brighten my day!

Chapter 1

"Please, please don't leave me," she pleaded, "I-I love you."

She buried her face into his chest. Tears she had held back as she spoke to him now flowing freely, and she wept. It seemed that an eternity passed, it may have passed, she would not have noticed. Her sudden realization, her anguish, completely took over her consciousness. She lifted her head to look up at his face and saw it. A strange glow had begun to swirl around them, no- around him. Her eyes widened and she fell backwards as it lifted him into the air. It surrounded him and she watched as the Beast that she loved transformed before her very eyes. He grew smaller, the hair left his body and his features rearranged until… He turned to face her, eyes blazing, smiling at her with total amazement.

"Belle, it's me," he said.

Who? There was nothing there that she knew, no anchor to tie him back to the Beast that she was mourning mere moments ago, unless- those eyes? The deep cornflower blue that danced when he smiled. She knew those eyes.

"It really is you!" she exclaimed.

He twirled her around and they shared their first kiss, each more amazed at the other. He stepped back and held her at arm's length.

"Belle, you love me?" he said. Those eyes, still amazed, searched her features for some sort of explanation.

"I do, Beas-t," she fumbled here for a moment. The only name that she knew to call him seemed wrong, strange on her tongue, she looked up at him quizzically, hoping he could fill in the blanks.

"Adam," he answered for her smiling, "I haven't felt worthy of that name for what seems like an eternity."

"Adam," she repeated, reaching up to tuck a stray lock of hair behind his ear, "what- what is happening?"

He looked down, and grabbed her hands, afraid to hold her eyes, "I have been here, cursed by my own selfishness for what I believe has been a decade. I was cursed to become what I was- a beast- until I could love, and find someone else who would love me as I was. I was doomed to that fate until the last petal of that rose fell and thereafter, for eternity. You, Belle," his eyes did look up into hers now, "you saved me. This is who I truly am, and I am forever in your debt."

This was almost too much to take in. Never in the most outrageous tale had she read of anything like this. Then again, never had she ever imagined herself in love with a Beast. Stranger things have happened. She closed her eyes and reached up again to kiss him, testing his permanence. When her eyes opened, there he remained.

Adam, for his part, felt that his heart could burst. Such happiness and love had become routine for him in the past months, but having her there, and the evidence of her love being as clear as it was- well it was truly too much to handle. He noticed almost immediately that what he had lost in terms of animal like senses of hearing and sight he had regained in touch. His hands, now returned to their smaller, human state were an intense sensory overload. Her small, delicate hands fit neatly in his palm. Nevermore to be completely engulfed by his ugly paws. He could properly feel the curvature of her body. The lack of fur on his fingers amplifying the feel of the fine down hairs on the nape of her neck. The feel of her had changed. He felt less likely to break her as he used to, when he clumsily held her to him as they danced. Now they participated in their embrace as equals, each quite as unlikely as the other to do any real damage with a simple hug. He held her there, close to him and enjoyed the feel of her.

"I love you, Belle, thank you," he said.

"I love you, too."

He held her at arm's length, his mouth curled up into a crooked smile, "Come with me? There's some people you should meet."