When they arrived at the Dark Castle Belle was amazed by the size of it. It was twice the size of her old castle in Avonlea and it was certainly larger then the tower she had been cramped in for the past three years. Beautiful green vines grew up various sides of the gray stone, blossoming small cherry red flowers and a large fountain splashed in front of the entrance.

The inside of the castle proved to be even more beautiful. As she marched behind Rumplestiltskin through the many hallways, she admired all the fancy decor and displays which hung on each side of the wall. Most décor shimmered with gold and bright shiny silver, indicating Rumplestiltskin's infinite amount of wealth. They passed a glass case filled with antique items and inside lay two of the creepiest dolls Belle had ever seen, sending a harsh shiver down her spine.

"Where are you taking me? She called out innocently, pacing a couple steps to catch up with him.

A smug curve formed on the Beast's lips.

"Lets call it.. Your room." He said through his evil grin.

Curiosity filled Belle's mind with thoughts of what an extravagant bedroom would await her in her new home. Would it have a view? Decorated furniture to her liking? A smile almost came upon her lips at the thought that she was no longer was trapped by the walls of her tower.

Rumplestiltskin stopped suddenly, causing belle to clumsily bump into him, her mind still in an absent minded state. The Beast let out a slight hiss of annoyance then gestured left to a small cell awaiting her, it's barred grey doors open wide.

"This is my room!?" Belle questioned, horrified.

"Well it sounds a lot better then dungeon." The imp giggled as he shoved her in the cell, locking the door behind him, then disappeared to another location within the castle.

"Hello?" Belle yelled to the silence. "You can't just leave me in here! Hello?! Hello?!"


Baelfire awaited his father upstairs in his bedroom, anxious of what had become of the princess in the tower. Bae had spent most of his time in his room, playing or drawing by himself. He couldn't make a friend if his life depended on it, because he was the Dark One's son.

When Rumple did show up to his sons room he sat beside him on the comfortable bed, noticing Baelfire's troublesome expression.

"You are happy here aren't you Bae?"

"Well I suppose." Bae trailed off. "But do we really need all of this?"

"Of course, you only deserve the best." Rumple explained.

Baelfire said nothing and gave his father a false smile of reassurance that he was happy here. Truly Baelfire didn't need the new castle, the money, the power, all he truly wanted was his father back.

"Well I'll let you get some sleep." Rumple spoke, the another thought crossed his mind.

"Have you been still having those nightmares?" Rumple turned around facing his son once more, his face painted with fatherly concern.

Bae nodded his head slightly.

"It's always the same one." He began hesitantly, recalling the vivid image that corrupted his peaceful slumber.

"I'm standing in our old village and there is a woman, she has dark hair, but she has no face. She grabs me and that's when the creature comes.

"Creature?" Rumple repeated with a tone of confused disbelief.

"What kind of creature?"

"One with fangs and long batted wings it's eyes as red as the blood that drips from its mouth." Baelfire's voice became shaky just thinking about the terrible nightmare.

"It is only a dream, son."

"But it seems so real, like I am right there next to the monster." Bae explained, frustrated because he couldn't describe the feeling he had while dreaming of the fearsome nightmare. It was so real, that when he awoke, he would be drenched in sweat and his blankets would be across his bedroom.

Rumple bent down and kissed the top of Baelfire's hair and tucked part of the blanket underneath his sons arm.

"I'll send the maid to get you some tea in a bit, perhaps that will help you sleep better." He spoke softly, bidding his son goodnight.

Rumplestiltskin then made his way down to the dungeon where he had left his new distressed wench. The closer he became to the cell the more he could hear the sound of crying, it was the girl. It was unsettling to his ears the cries- no, sobs of this girl.

He barged into her cell unexpectedly, startling the Beauty once more. She immediately wiped the tears from her cheeks, blew her nose then stood up to face him.

"I have chores I wish you to do for me." He requested ignoring her state of distress.

At first the Beauty hesitated to respond, but then she followed him up into the main dining hall where Rumplestiltskin then sat at the head of the large table. He gestured towards his tea set which she picked up and brought the expensive looking tray to him, placing it down on the dark wooden table.

"You will feed us our meals and clean the dark castle." Belle nodded picking up the fragile kettle and pouring some tea into a cup for him.

"You shall do whatever you are asked whenever we want it, launder our clothing and oh! Skin the other children I hunt for their pelt."

As Belle reached to hand him the tea cup, she dropped it in shock at his startling request.

"That was a quip, not serious." He giggled childishly at her mistake.

He watched Belle as she nervously picked up the cup and became teary eyed when she saw it was chipped in the corner. Her brown curls covered her face as she looked down at the chipped cup.

"I'm so sorry... But it is chipped." Her mouth became dry which caused her to swallow. When he said nothing in return Belle held up the cup in his direction.

"I mean you can hardly see it." She assured, allowing herself to get up off the floor.

Rumple looked amused at the whole situation.

"It's just a cup." He said plainly, acknowledging her shy nervousness.

Belle then placed the chipped cup on the tray and fixed herself up straight.

"Right." She whispered thinking how stupid she was for thinking he would punish her for breaking a silly cup.

However, he still was the dark one, she honestly had no idea what to expect, or what he wanted from her. One thing lingered in Belle's mind that seemed rather strange. Even in all of his evil reckless murderous glory, she did not fear him as much as she probably should. Why then did she tremble in his presence?

Once the Beauty had finished with giving him is night tea, she struggled to spit out her words.

"What else do you wish me to do?" She asked not making eye direct contact with him.

"I did have a list for you to do for me, but-" Rumplestiltskin a voice faded into silence.

"My son has been having nightmares. Go and see if he would like some tea, it may help him sleep peacefully tonight."

With that dismissal Belle was already halfway up the staircase with the tea set. She knocked gently at the closed wooden door until she heard a young boys voice call out.

"Who is it?"

Belle stated her name and opened the door very carefully hoping the tea would not spill.

The boy was laying in bed his eyes wide open staring up at the tall ceiling.

"Your father thought maybe some tea would help you sleep tonight." Her words were as soft as a whisper as she made her way into the room.

"Tea would be nice, thank you." He responded.

Baelfire sat up in his bed as the maid approached him and placed a teacup on his bed side. She poured the tea with ease and stirred some honey in it with a small spoon.

"Your father told me that you have been having nightmares." She spoke, handing him the newly poured hot tea.

Bae nodded taking a small sip out of the cup.

"Everyone has bad dreams sometimes. I've had them since I was a girl, even to this day I still have the same horrific nightmares." She attempted to comfort the child and make conversation.

"What is yours about?" He asked curiously.

"All I can remember is this monstrous creature, with teeth like razors and red eyes." Belle confided to the young boy looking down at the ground, trying to remember the description of the creature.

"Oh, and it had these wings that were shaped like a-"

"Pair of bat wings" Baelfire finished her sentence, which left Belle in awe.

"Yeah, how did you know?" She asked, with a faint laugh of confusion.

Bae looked around the room and gulped, his brown eyes flashing with fear.

"Because I've been having the same dream."

Belle shook her head, she meant to help the boy, not scare him even more.

"I don't think we could of had the same dream, that's impossible."

"Not impossible." Bae spoke, placing down his cup of tea.

"Does the creature make a terrible screeching noise?" He asked her, desperate for an answer.

Her heart felt as if it had gone into her stomach. She remembered the sounds it had made, like sharp long nails on a metal board. Then Belle shook herself out of letting the boy persuade her thoughts from logic. Her job was to comfort and calm him down, not to put frightening ideas in his head.

"Don't fret about that nightmare, everyone has bad dreams once in a while. They are just apart of your imagination, no monster can hurt you." She stated.

"Thank you, Belle." He spoke.

"For what?"

"Keeping me company and making me feel better."

"If my company is that appreciated, you're very welcome." Belle said softly giving him a warm motherly smile while walked towards the door.

"Goodnight, Belle." He called out to her.

"Goodnight."

Belle closed his door quietly behind her and walked back down to the main floor. He had described every bit of her dream in detail back to her, which spooked the Beauty greatly. The thing was, Belle still often dreamed that nightmare even to this day.

Was it possible? Had the son of the Dark One been having exactly the same nightmare as she had since she was a child?

The same deathly monster had stalked them at night, it's mouth watering with hunger for them. Belle felt a harsh shiver run down the course of her spine at the near thought of it. She then brushed off the terrorizing thoughts and logic came into her brain. They were only simple dreams that had no meaning, everyone has nightmares. It was insane- impossible even to consider that they were the same one and it meant anything. The only monster she had to worry about right now, was the one that went by the name of Rumplestiltskin.

Next Chapter - Belle finds herself unhappy and attempts to escape the Dark Castle. She finds herself in a scary situation.. one she may not be able to get out of. Next chapter update will be Monday or Tuesday! Thanks for reading! Review and let me know what you think so far!