#sunset

Tiny feet were leaving sweet and soft footprints in the muddy sand. When cold water of majestic waves touched her skin the little girl laughed with this loveable clear voice of hers. Sometimes her daughters laugh reminded Belle of Rumple's chuckling back when he had held her captive in his castle. Now he barely chuckled anymore. It was a warm, true and comforting sound that left his lips now that he saw how much fun their daughter had. Nothing wicked lay in it anymore.

Strong arms wrapped themselves around her waist, the wind blowing through the layers of her dress. They stood there in silence and watched how their little six year old girl and her younger brother walked closer to the shore and ran away again when the waves hit the warm sand.
Eirys' long curly brown hair stuck to her face and her golden copper eyes sparkled with joy, while her brother's blue eyes looked like they were about to fall out of his head so happy was he. They were at bliss and Belle couldn't feel any warmer around her heart.

"They're perfect," she whispered as the sun started to disappear behind the ocean.

"They're just like you," Rumple answered while his lips ran down her neck.

"NO!" Belle turned around and looked into Rumple's eyes. "They're like us." And at this moment Belle simply knew that the rest of their future was about to get even better now that they had a family together.