Beauty and The Beast fanfic where Gaston survives falling from the Castle

*Marie's POV*

Marie brushed Charles' coat as they settled in the stables of the seemingly abandoned castle. She unpacked her supplies, planning to stay a few days before continuing her journey. Her father, Lord Daniel, had wanted her to join the covenant. She however, had quite different plans. Now, Marie was on the run from her father's men. Laying down in the straw, wrapping herself in her cloak, she began to drift to sleep.


"She must be found!" Lord Daniel yelled, his face a brilliant red. "Find her!" A servant held the portrait up for the men to see. Marie had brilliant blue eyes that you could see the ocean in. Her skin fair, in contrast to her hair which was as dark as a starless night. Her lips turned down slightly, you could practically feel her irritation.

The men all mounted up, and began their search for their Lord's missing daughter.


The second night of Marie's hiding in the stables, she was woken by yelling. Peeking out the door, she saw a mass of men. The mob carried torches, pitchforks, butcher knives, and anything else they could get their hands on. Panicking, she quickly rose Charles and packed the cart up, and riding towards the forest. Marie flicked the reins, urging her horse on, avoiding the mob laying siege upon the castle. Just as she turned the corner of the outside walls, her horse Charles abruptly stopped. "Giddy up," she urged. When he didn't continue she looked down and noticed the crumpled body of a man. She looked into her cart, she could fit him in with some maneuvering. Pulling forward, she cleared just enough space. She struggled to lift him, but eventually got him in the cart. She mounted Charles, and hurried into the forest. After a night of riding she arrived in a small, yet busy village. Marie approached the first man she saw. "Where can I find a place to stay?" She asked, after unmounting. "There's an inn just a few buildings down," his eyes fixed on the mysterious man in her cart. "Who is that?" "He's my husband." She said quickly, attached to the mysterious stranger. "Where can I find some help for him?" "The innkeeper will know." The man said, before disappearing into the crowd. She sighed, taking the reins and leading Charles down the street. Tying him to a post, she went inside the inn to get a room, stable Charles, and to ask where she could find help for her "husband". The innkeeper helped get her load and the stranger up to her room. "I'll send for help for your husband." He said, leaving the room. "Thank you." She smiled and then turned to the man on the bed, sighing, she tore the ragged end of her dress to clean the dirt from him.


After the man had come and cleaned the strangers wounds, Marie began unloading her supplies, wondering how much it would take to get a small home in this or another village, when she heard a loud groan. The stranger was waking up. Marie rushed over. "Don't sit up, your injuries are extensive." She began to notice the strange man's appearance for the first time. He had hair as dark as hers with dark brown eyes, extremely muscular, and had a handsome face. "Where am I?" He demanded, glowering at her. "I'm not sure. I found you near death in the forest near a castle and brought you here." Marie explained, tucking her dark hair out of her face. The man apparently noticed and his face softened, looking her over briefly before meeting her eyes. "My name is Gaston, and what may I call you?" A smile slid onto his face as he said this. She bit her lip. "In order to be able to keep an eye on you, I told them you were my husband. Please don't be angry with me." Gaston smirked slightly. "How can I be mad at my beautiful wife? Though I should know her name." Marie let out a sigh of relief. "It's Marie." He grabbed her hand. "Such a lovely name." Gaston said. "Now that my wounds have been attended to, what do you plan to do?" She glanced down at their hands. "I… I don't know." She admitted. Gaston pulled her against him. "You act like you're running from someone or from your past." He said, looking into her eyes. "I've never met a girl as lovely as you, marry me for real and I'll keep you safe." Marie bit her lip. "What if I'm hiding from someone who you can't protect me from? My father wants me to join the covenant, and he is a powerful man." Gaston smirked. "Once we marry, we'll make sure you are with child quickly. They won't want you at the covenant." Hope sparked in Marie's eyes. "Alright, Gaston. Once you're better we can find someone to marry us in secret." Gaston leaned forward and kissed her lips hard, startling her. She pushed him away. "Wh-what are you doing?" Marie asked. "Best get used to that, my dear," he said mockingly. "Once I'm better we'll be doing that and more." Gaston said firmly. She flushed slightly but didn't say anything. "Are you hungry?" Marie figured if she went and got food she could take a minute to catch her breath. Just thinking about the plan made her nervous, but she knew it was the only thing that would work. "Of course, I have to get my strength up. Once I get my strength up, I'll find someone to marry us." Gaston said, running a hand through his hair. "Go on, Marie." He said firmly. She nodded, and left the room. She had a feeling they'd be getting married very soon, Gaston seemed eager to have her as his wife.