-In this chapter I'm going to take a closer look to Clara and Belle.-

This morning was a Saturday morning. At 10 o'clock Rumple opened his shop. He took a little moment enjoying the sun on his face before stepping inside. Belle smiled brightly as she walked through the shelves filled with books. After some time Clara stepped into the library. She carried a big bag with her because she just finished her dance lessons.

"Hello! Can I help you?" Belle smiled as she approached her.

"I think I take a look around. I'm not sure of what kind of book I want to read." She replied.

"Allright. If you need my help just call me and I help you." Belle was still smiling and took a look at her bag. Belle put some books back in to the shelves. When she walked back to her desk Clara stood there waiting for her.

"Have you found anything you want to borrow?" Belle asked while Clara put the two books she held at the desk.

"Yes. I'd like to read these two."

"The Phantom of the Opera and The Nutcracker. That's a pretty good choice." Belle smiled "Do you dance?" She asked suddenly.

"Yes. At the theatre." Clara looked surprised at the librarian when she put the books in to her bag.

"What are you dancing?" Belle is very interested in to dancing because when she was a princess a long time ago before she even knew who Rumplestilskin was she used to dance for hours every day.

"I'm learning ballet. That's also why I want to read The Nutcracker."

"Enjoy your reading!" Belle smiled at her.

"Have a nice day." Clara smiled back at her before leaving the library heading home.

"Clara Gustave de Chagney. What took you so long to come home?" Raoul De Chagney thundered when his daughter entered their house.

"I'm sorry dad. After the rehearsal I went to the library and had a little chat with the librarian Belle." Clara gave her father a little kiss on his cheek and sat her bag on to the side. She showed her father the two books. He nodded. the book about the ballet was oké but the second book? He'd prefer that his daughter wouldn't read the book. He didn't want her to find out the truth. He knew his daughter was very smart and also he knew his daughter had visited Gold's shop looking for that god versaken music box. One day he should tell her the truth but that day was approaching way to fast. Clara took one of the books and started reading right away.

As Rumple closed the shop for a lunchbreak he walked over to the library. "Good afternoon my beauty." He smiled at her as he got hold of her hand and gently placed his lips on it. Belle giggled softly and smiled back at him. "I've made lunch, but if you want you have to come with me to my shop." Belle nodded and held his hand as they walked back to his shop. In the back of his shop on the table stood a plate filled with sandwiches and next to the plate two cups and a kettle filled with tea.

"Thank you. It looks delicious." Belle looked at the table when she sat down. Quietly they ate but Belle kept thinking about the conversation she had with Clara.

"What is wrong?" Rumple asked her after he saw the look on Belle's face.

"I eh... No, there's nothing wrong." Belle woke up out of her thoughts. "I just had a talk with someone and I had to think of it."

"Do you want to tell me?" He asked trying to be a good husband.

"I miss the dancing I use to do when I was a princess." Belle spoke although she was not so sure if she could tell him. "I loved when we danced at the Sorcerer's mason."

"I'm really sorry, dearie. You know my foot and ankle without magic now I can't dance." Rumple smiled weak to his wife. He didn't want to see her sad but this time he couldn't do anything about it. He wanted the magic back but Belle herself not. Now she would maybe see something good that magic can do. He picked up his cup of tea and took a sip of it.

"I should get back to the library. Normally I don't get breaks so." Belle stood up and walked to the other site of the table. Softly she pushes her pink lips against his.

"I'll see you tonight." Belle smiles softly before she left her husband alone in the back of his shop.

At 7 o'clock Mr. Gold turned the sign from 'Open' to ' Closed'. A few minutes later he found himself sitting into his car. He drove the usual way to the library and found that Belle already started walking to his shop. He lifted his right hand from the steering wheel and waved to Belle as he stopped next to the sidewalk. "Good evening." Rumple smiled when Belle opened the cardoor and took a seat.

"Good evening, dearie." She said pulling a funny face and giggled softly. He loved it when she smiled because of that sparkle in her blue eyes. she fastened her seatbelt and for the rest of the drive it was silent in the car, not akwardly just silent. When they were inside Belle pulled some salad out of the refrigerator. Rumple stepped into the kitchen with a little smile on his face.

"Belle?" Belle looked at him.

"Yes?"

"Tomorrow when I'm finished working and doing al the paperwork, I've made a reservation at the little Italian restaurant at the edge of town."

"Thank you." Belle smiled and walked to him.

"And in the next weekend we maybe could pay a visit to the theatre if you would like that?" Belle cupped his face in her hands and let his lips touch hers for a while.

"That would be amazing." She smiled. He didn't like the theatre. Way to much drama and way overdressed people and with so much make-up on you would never be able to recognize their normal faces. They ate he salad as dinner. Belle told her husband about her day in to the library and as the clock hit eleven times they thought it would be a good idea to go to sleep, and so they did.

-So in the upcoming chapters you will see what the father of Clara is hiding from her and I want to get some lovely Rumbelle scenes but I'm so far what that is going to look like. Please review me about what you want to see in those scenes.

The school week is beginning again and so I have less time to post. Xx-