Chapter 1: Loose ends
"Make sure that she stays right there," Regina Mills said while she was in her office, talking to someone on her phone, playing with an Apple in one hand. "I'll come by in a bit, just make sure she stays in her room. I'll just have to pick Henry from school first, I'm bringing him to the shrink today. Okay. I'll be there later." She ended the call.
"I wonder who this she is..." John Gold said, removing his shades.
Regina was surprised, and almost dropped the apple she was holding. She then regained composure, "Mr. Gold," She muttered, "Or should I say...Rumplestilskin?"
John laughed, "Anything you like, your majesty."
"So...what is it you're doing here?"
"Just visiting," He said, "The stranger in town, any clues about who he is? I don't like him staying in my inn, but I don't think I should have him evicted...There's something about that man—"
"Emma's working on that," She said, "Which reminds me, why aren't you doing anything to make her leave Storybrooke? She'll ruin everything."
"You just said it," John said, "Without her, we won't find out who the stranger is."
"I just don't want him anywhere near Henry." She said, "Anyway, I should go. I have something to take care of. Just lock the door when you get out, will you?"
"Of course," John said and Regina took a folder from the table and left. John stood up from his seat and moved around the room. He took one apple from Regina's basket, bit into it, then found something on Regina's table. It was a piece of paper which apparently fell out of the folder Regina took from the table minutes ago. John picked it up and was surprised by what he saw.
A photo. A photo that resembled Belle. His Belle. From lifetimes ago.
"No, no it can't be..." He muttered, and read what was written on the paper.
Storybrooke General Hospital
Psych Ward
Patient File
Name: Isabella Zita
Isabella doesn't talk to anyone; Sometimes gets nightmares; Only talks a few times a day, and keeps saying "He needs to see me. He has to know I'm here." Manic-Depressive.
"Regina, what did you do..." John muttered, his eyes filling up with tears. He then took out his phone and called up the hospital.
"It's John Gold," He said, "I'm coming there to see Isabella Zita. If Regina comes, tell her something happened and she can't see her today. I don't care what you say, I own this place. I own Storybrooke. I'll be there in a few." He put his phone back in his pocket and went out. He needed to see Isabella.
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a/n: Hi! I decided to create a Rumbelle fic, haha, one, because I love "Once Upon a Time", favorite show of the season, and I have a huge girl crush on Emilie de Ravin. haha (plus she replied to me the other day so I'm on a Emilie high) and I really love Rumplestilskin and Belle. One of my OTP's right now. So yes, hope you like this. I wanted to do just a one-shot but seems like there's more to this, so yes, I shall update soon. :)
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