This story will be set during and after Season 2 episode 11 where Belle was shot.

I hope you enjoy! There will be NO Lacey in this just Belle :) Please Review if you read it, I would love to know what you think :)

It's going to be Rated T...For now...but things may change :)

Chapter 1...

-BANG-

"Belle? BELLE?!"

"Wh..Who's Belle?"

His whole heart broke into a million pieces.

"Fear Not...she'll live, she'll just have no idea who YOU are" Hook spat.

"What you've done cannot be undone!" he gritted at Hook.

Belle looked so afraid. Tears ran down her eyes from the sharp shooting pain than ran through her shoulder like blazing fireworks.

"Who are you?" she said as he tried to help her get up.

He held onto her shoulder trying to calm her but she winced with the pain.

"Oooww" she screeched.

"Here, Here, Let me" he said soothingly as he ran his hand over her shoulder and healed the wound.

"How did you do that?" she glared at him.

"It's nothing to be afraid of" he tried to explain.

"What are you?!" she yelled out. "Get away from me!"

"Belle please..." he pleaded.

"Gold? "

David tried pulling him away from a frightened Belle. "She fell over the line she doesn't remember" Gold said as he tried to pull out of David's clutches and get back to Belle.

Hook snickered over in the corner, watching Gold from a distance. To him this was entertainment.

"YOU!" Gold glared at him, Rugby tackling him to the floor.

"This is your fault! You bastard!" Gold repeatedly whacked Hook with his cane. Then held it up to his throat, blocking off his windpipe.

"Gold, Belle doesn't want to see this" David tried to pull him off of Hook.

"She doesn't even remember" he gritted as he pushed his cane into Hook's throat even further.

"Murder is a bad first impression" Emma said worriedly.

"What would Belle want you to do?" David let Gold go and he sighed.

Mr Gold walked away from Hook, "THIS...is NOT over" Mr Gold retorted.

The ambulance was with them almost immediately.

...

She woke up early morning in a sweat. The only memories she had were the ones that had happened a couple of nights ago. She felt her shoulder, but there was no pain. Nothing there at all.

"What's going on?" she whispered and sobbed to herself.

She brought her knees up into her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs. She noticed the cup, the strange shattered cup that no one had cleaned up yet.

She thought of the man that had tried pushing it in her face, and kept telling her to concentrate.

"It's just a stupid cup" she whispered to herself but something within her actually felt rather guilty. He was the only person that had come to visit. Even thought she didn't know him, or anyone else for that matter. But still, after everything he came almost everyday.

Her mind wandered back to the previous, she had worried that he didn't visit her, but she couldn't blame him after what she did to his cup. She was so angry, she couldn't remember but she shouldn't have taken it out on him. It wasn't his fault...or was it his fault? She couldn't remember anything.

Suddenly a shy, delicate knock stunned her out of her thoughts, and she spun her head sheepishly to look at the door.

It was him. Stood there in one of his fine suits, and of course his cane.

"May I come in?" he said coyly, as he awaited her approval.

She brushed a stray hair back behind her ear and consciously nodded. She sat up straight and crossed her legs, awaiting another attempt for him to try and make her remember with another silly little object or silly story.

"I want to uhh... Apologize" he said as he looked to floor as he stood next to her bed. His hand gripping his cane in front of him.

"For what?" she said nervously.

"I know you have no memory of me, but my feelings for you are real".

A tiny smile crept on her face, "I have a sense about people, I can't explain how but I can tell".

"So you believe we know each other?" he gestured a finger between them.

"I believe that whatever caused me to forget myself means that I have a past. And that past probably included you" she bit her lip nervously as he gazed into her bright blue eyes.

"It did" he smiled with delight at her words.

" I keep having these...uhhh dreams...visions, this is going to sound crazy but memories of that night..." her gaze drifted away, " I remember you healing me, I was injured, bleeding even...and now nothing".

"You've been through a lot..." he replied and her face fell with disappointment and pain. "Once you remember who you are, all will become clear".

She looked at him with her piercing eyes, "Can you help me do that...?".

He nodded, and shuddered as he felt her hand grasp onto his that was gripping his cane. Her delicate, soft hand felt so perfect against his it sent shivers through his body.

"Let's talk to someone about getting you out of here, you've been locked up long enough" he smiled at her and she smiled back. He began to leave...

"Mr Gold?" she said shyly, "What should I call you? I mean what's your real name"

His lips curled at the sides almost into a smile, "Rumplestiltskin".

She nodded at him.

"Before the accident you use to call me Rumple" He smiled at her. "You would only ever call me Rumplestiltskin if you didn't approve of something I was doing, which was 90% of the time" he chuckled.

She looked at him with half smile but also confusion.

He left the room in search of Dr Whale.

He found a nurse standing next to the front desk, "I'd like to talk to someone about getting Miss French discharged".

"Mr Gold!" he spun around at the voice of a breathless man trying to catch up with him down the corridor.

"Dr Whale...Just the man...I want to get Belle disch..." he began to say, but Whale waved his hand in front of him ignorantly almost ordering him to stop.

"Excuse me?" Mr Gold gritted.

"I'm sorry, just please listen, there's something about Belle..."

"What? Is everything okay? What's wrong with her? I swear Whale if anything happens to her, I will..." Whale stopped him again.

"If you would like to follow me..." he walked to his office and Gold followed with worry.

"Due to Belle's condition, I didn't want to tell her because she's doesn't seem to be responsive to anyone...except you...the nurses try to talk to her and she ignores them, she goes hysterical if I walk in and try to give her a check up...She's afraid of everyone, but of course that's respectable, considering she doesn't remember who any of us are..."

"Just get to the damn point!"

Whale sighed.

"It seems that Belle is pregnant".

Mr Gold's eyes widened with horror. "What?!" he had to ask again.

"We're not a 100% positive because she won't let any of us near enough to her so we can make sure, but I am pretty sure".

Mr Gold's gaze drifted down to his shaking hands holding onto his cane.

"Mr Gold?"

"Yeah, I heard".

-Did she know before the accident?- He thought to himself. -She had been awfully happy the last few days- But if she knew why wouldn't she have told me about it?- BaelFire! He thought. She would have known he wouldn't go after Bae knowing she was pregnant, He would have stayed by her side until the baby was born, she kept it secret so I could find Bae- The thought spiraled round his mind.

"I was hoping you could help us"

Mr Gold nodded.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Well I presume the baby is of course yours?" Whale asked just in case and Gold glared at him he shut up immediately. -Of course the baby was hi,s FOOL! They were together- Gold thought to himself, -Stupid man-.

"We need to an ultra sound on her, I need you to convince her that it will be ok"

He nodded and walked immediately back to her room, Whale following shortly behind.

Her eyes lit up when she saw him walk back in the room.

"Can I go home?" she said cheerfully, until suddenly her eyes drew gloomy, and her body shrunk up into herself protecting herself when she saw Dr Whale enter behind him.

"No more sedatives, No more needles, Please...Pleaasssseee" She begged and sobbed, "I thought you were helping me? You are one of them" her gaze turned to Gold as she cowered herself into the corner of the bed, like it was going to save her from the needles. "Needles? Sedatives?" Gold turned to Whale with a gloomy icy glare.

"We had no choice" Dr Whale explained as he was scared shitless at the sight of the anger growing in Mr Gold's face.

"Belle..." Mr Gold.

"Don't call me that, Why does everyone call me that?"

"Sweetheart, It's your name, Isabelle French"

"No it's not"

"You trust me?"

She looked to Dr Whale nervously awaiting in the doorway.

She nodded sheepishly.

He pulled out a small black box from his suit pocket.

"Sweetheart, the night you lost your memory, I was going to give you this." He opened it revealing a dazzling diamond ring. Belle's eyes gaped open, It was beautiful.

"I was going to ask you to marry me before I went to look for my son, Baelfire, I know you don't remember, But Belle, I loved you...and I still Love you" He flipped the black box shut when she was done being mesmerized by the stone that was placed on beautiful delicate sliver band ring.

"Dr Whale needs to do a few tests, I'll be right here the whole time, will you allow it?" He placed his hand onto her nervous shaking one wrapped around her knee and she loosened up slightly and nodded.

Dr Whale approached the bed and Belle gripped Mr Gold's hand a little tighter and he did the same to hers reassuring her that he wasn't going anywhere.

"Right, I need you to lie down, this will be cold okay? And lift your top up, so i can put some on your belly" Dr Whale explained, completely aware that Mr Gold was watching his every move.

Belle gasped as the gel was placed onto her torso.

"It's cold" she giggled as she turned to Mr Gold and he smiled.

-DumDum...DumDum...DumDum...DumDum...DumDum...DumD um...DumDum...DumDum...DumDum...DumDum...DumDum-

Was the sound that blared through the speakers and rang through Mr Gold's ears. He sighed loudly and covered his mouth with his hand.

"What?...What is it?" Belle asked curiously.

"That is your baby" Dr Whale told her as he pointed to the screen next to the bed.

"Wait, what?" her eyes became slanted, as the words spiraled through her mind.

"You're pregnant"

A tear ran down Belle's face.

"Sweetheart?"

She shook her head not wanting to speak. She closed her eyes tightly and flopped her head back onto the pillow behind her.

"Sweetheart?" Mr Gold tried acknowledging her.

"I'll give you some space" Whale wheeled the ultra scan out of the room and closing the door behind him.

"Is it yours?" she kept her eyes closed keeping the tears from flowing, her voice almost muffled from the sobs that escaped her lips.

"Yes" he replied as a tear ran down her cheek, "Is that ok?" he asked timidly.

"I can't remember, I don't know who I am, I don't know who you are, I can't cope...and now I'm pregnant, with your child apparently,...did we know about this before I "Lost my memory"?" She turned on her side away from him as she blurted everything and tried muffling her cries and tears into her pillow.

"I didn't know about it...I'm not sure if you..." he began to say but he stopped himself as it was too much to bare watching her sob her loving heart. He stood up from the seat and placed his hand onto her shoulder, but she shrugged him away.

"Just leave me alone" she cried.

"Belle please"

" Just GO!" She yelled.

He sighed as a tear ran down his cheek, The sight of her Broke his heart.

Hook is going to DIE! Was the thought that spiraled through his mind as he paced out of her hospital room and out to his car.

He raced home, and when he got there, he sat in his chair. Plotting, Scheming, menacing, Hook was going to breathe his last breath very very soon- he thought to himself.

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OK...so If you have read this, Please Review and let me know what you think of it so far. I had a sudden idea to start a new story and this is only the first chapter of it...so please let me know what you think! :D I'll update soon! :)