Softly humming Belle walked around the store, setting books back on their shelves, dusting the figurines and statues, and wiping down the counter tops. It had been about an hour since had left with Hook, and she was anxiously waiting for the girl to wake. She checked on her every ten minutes almost, wondering if she needed more blankets, or if she were even breathing. She was motherly and wanted to be there when the girl woke, so she could help her stay calm, let her know she was safe here, she was worried the girl was going to be scared when she finally did wake. And as Belle was dusting some high shelves in the front room, she heard sheets and blankets ruffling together. Belle froze with the duster above her head, and leaned to the side closer to the opening to the back room. The movement stopped and Belle let out a deep breath going back to her work, but the noise started again.

She thought to herself for a moment, spinning the duster in her hands as she listened to the blankets move in the other room. Finally she set the duster on the nearest counter, and inched her way towards the back room, poking her head through the door before entering. She could hear the girl moving around in the make shift bed, and as she came around the shelves she saw the girl's eyes were wide open. Her eye brows were raised, her eyes were scanning around, and her breathing became heavy, Belle watched. Belle took a long breath in before walking very slowly towards her, her arms folding over her chest nervously.

The floor under Belle's feet creaked, sending shivers down Ashley's spine and with a gasp Ashley shot up sending the blankets off of her, and Belle jumped. Rushing over to her side, Ashley frantically looking around, her feet coming over the side of the bed."It's alright, hey hey hey, it's ok." Belle started blurting out kneeling at the girl's side, setting a hand on her shoulder, she tried to calm the girl. Belle was making a shushing noise, rubbing the girl's shoulder up and down, and trying to get her attention. Belle finally reached up with her other hand, touched the young girl's chin and turned her head towards herself, smiling gently. Ashley looked over Belle's face, she was breathing heavy like she had just run miles, and Belle was as calm as ever. "Wh...Wh...Where am I?" Ashley finally asked, Belle's hand cold on her cheek, her thumb rubbing just under Ashley's eye. Ashley was sitting up on the bed, as she looked around where she was, but when she turned her side shot pain through her body. She let out a cry and looked back towards the women near her, a tear or many in her eyes.

Belle ran her hand up the girl's cheek, and ran her hand over her hair away from her face. Ashley tried to ask again, and Belle tucked a strand of hair dangling in Ashley's face behind the girl's ear and then Belle spoke."Well my name is Belle, and you're in 's shop, and there is nothing you need to be afraid of." She told Ashley how frightened she looked when she came off the ship, so Mr. Gold put a sleeping spell on her, it wasn't to hurt her. They then brought her to this store, because , the older man Belle was with, was worried about her, and any spells Peter Pan may have put on Ashley before she was rescued. Ashley laughed at the word rescued, she wasn't saved, she was kidnapped but she kept quiet and let the woman explain. Belle took the girl's hands in hers, cupping them as she spoke, breaking to grab a stool near by, so she wasn't sitting on the floor. She cupped the girl's hands in hers, which were cool and soft. and explained that she was in a place called Story Brooke, and that in Story Brooke she was safe. The store she was in was owned by a , a man Belle loved very much. Hook was a pirate, the man that helped her off the ship, the man that was nice most of the time.

Belle took a break from talking, and let go of the girl's hands, and with out being asked Ashley laid back down. Belle got up from her stool and walked a few feet away to get the girl a glass of water, and when she gave it to Ashley, Belle fluffed the pillows behind her head, adjusted the blankets up to Ashley's chest, and sat back down, taking the glass when Ashley was finished sipping some of the cold water. The water felt good to Ashley, her mouth was dry and her throat felt scratchy, almost wanting to hug it as she handed the glass back to Belle. Starting to talk again, Belle pushed that Ashley was indeed safe here, and Ashley did feel safe here, well she at least felt safe with Belle, and even starting talking with her at least point. Belle would ask her questions and with some hesitation Ashley answered them, and some how it became Ashley's turn to realized she was giving her story now. She told Belle almost everything, how the shadow took her to Pan when she was younger, how she was called mother by the lost boys because of the work she did for them, and how she hated Neverland.

She told her about the night Pan had flown her home, home as in where her parents were living. He let her look through the old glass window that looked into the living room. How pictures of her remained on the walls, her parents thought she had run away, and not to long after that, both her parents became ill. She told Belle she discovered her parents were dyeing of an illness, and that is why Peter Pan flew her home that night, so she could see them one last time, and it is something she has never forgotten. Belle put her hands against her heart and looked honestly upset for the girl, and then leaned forward putting her hands on the girl's leg under the blanket. Ashley had never talked this much, not with Peter Pan, Tink, any of the lost boys, or even Henry when he was with her. Though Ashley explained a lot of things to Belle, she did leave out one or two things that she felt she shouldn't speak of for now. One being that she now loved Peter Pan, two being she wanted to go back to Never Land, and last that they took her away from both Peter and Neverland against her wishes. She shook off the feeling of wanting to tell Belle those things, and managed the courage to ask for something to eat.

Belle told her she could have something to eat after returned, and that was alright with Ashley. Ashley took a deep breath and cringed, Belle pursed her lips in concern, then asked Ashley,"does your side still hurt?" Belle sounded concerned, she truly sounded worried about the girl, and Ashley wasnt sure how she felt about this."No, only if I move wrong or take a large breath, but thank you for asking." Ashley said with a fake smile on her face, as she looked around the room. Belle handed the glass of water back to Ashley who again just sipped it, she let the cold water fill her mouth as Belle sat back on the stool next to her. She didn't say anything, she didn't ask more questions, and Ashley was really starting to trust that Belle meant no harm.

Hours had passed since Ashley had woken up, and Rumple and Hook had returned to the shop. When they opened the door to the front of the shop and the bell above the door rang, both Belle and Ashley froze. Ashley had some what trusted Belle from the last few hours, but the others she was still afraid of, and the foot steps from the men walking towards her, made her want to cry as she began to shake nervously. Belle had a hand on Ashley's hand, and when she felt her shake she gave her a comforting squeeze as Rumple pushed the red cloth hanging in the door way to the side and walked into the room where Ashley and Belle were, and when he came around the shelves to see Ashley awake he stopped. Belle got up from her seat slowly, feeling Ashley almost pull to keep Belle from leaving her side and she walked over to Rumple, leaning up on her toes to kiss his cheek, he smiled with the touch of her lips, then looked back to the girl.

Hook stepped up next to Rumple and bowed his head to the girl in the bed, and smiled with a fake smile looking over to Belle. Belle said a light hello before returning to Ashley's side, sitting back on the stool she set her hands on Ashley's shoulder."It's alright Ashley, they won't..." Ashley cut Belle off, pulling the blanket up over her shoulder, turning her back to everyone in the store, and laid down on the bed, facing the wall. Hook laughed under his breath, Belle felt horrible as she tried to comfort Ashley, and Rumple just smiled folding his arms across his chest. Ashley didn't know what else to do, she was mad at them just as much as she was frightened of them. She didn't want their help, nor did she want to speak or even see them, though she was worried that Belle might hate her now. Rumple looked at Belle who was trying to talk to Ashley, whispering to her, with nothing in return. Belle looked to Rumple concerned and he motioned for her to follow him into the other room. Belle tried one more time to talk to Ashley but there was nothing, so she got up from her seat and followed Mr. Gold and hook into the other room, looking over her shoulder at the girl one last time.