***Author's Note: I know that there are rumors saying that Belle will regain her memories at the end of season 2, but I am going to keep that she still has amnesia. I have an idea for Alana bringing her out of her state. I'm also having this set after Gold finds Bae.***
The bell of the shop rang and his door got slammed once again. Mr. Gold did not flinch. He was too used to getting angry customers by now. He wasn't surprised to see Alana coming his way.
"Ah, hello Miss Oceano…would you like to chat?"
Alana picked up a blank card. He used them for information on his past customers. But Alana knew him. She knew that he remembered every name that was given to him. She wrote:
"Where is my voice?"
"You have awful handwriting."
Alana shoved the paper in his face. She knew he could read it. She was too impatient to put up with his silly games. He sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Fine. I'll tell you where it is. But you need to do something in return for me." He wobbled around the display. Alana, like the rest of the town, heard about his son. She didn't know what else he could possibly need. "Help me restore someone's memory."
Alana nodded without giving him eye contact.
"There was a certain someone that became obsessed with your voice. So obsessed, that the queen gave him the source that held it. He was to keep it safe at all times…and that he did…even when the curse broke. Of course, here he thought it was a gift given to him by his grandmother. He still has it. Do you think you know who I'm talking about?"
Yes. Alana knew exactly who he was talking about. Alana stormed out of the shop. She had no time to waste. She couldn't spend another moment pretending to be "quiet and shy Ursula." It was time to be Alana.
The evil queen looked at the mirror. Her expression was blank as he was dragged into the room.
"Prince Eric," she greeted.
"You promised we'd go free!" the prince snapped. He tried to lunge out of the guards grips but they were too strong. "After Alana sacrificed her freedom, we deserve to be happy."
The queen laughed at him in a mocking way. "It's not nice to be so selfish. You and Ariel haven't even tried to free her. And why is that?" The queen gently brushed her hand across his cheek. The prince glared at her with his baby blue eyes…it made her smirk. "Is it because you don't believe that your lovers sister isn't so noble? Hm? Maybe we need to test that nobility." Her flirtatious looked quickly turned to authority when she looked at her guards. "Put him into the same cell as Alana."
Which they did. His feet dragged on the ground and eventually he tasted the cold waters of the cell Alana was kept in. There was a pool in the middle of her cell…and an area that was above ground. She had a chair that she sat in. She still had her legs which she crossed. She glared at Eric, who disturbed her peace. Who destroyed her family. She stood slowly, examining him with her black eyes. Eric noticed that the queen changed her into sparkly garbs that matched the blue color of her pool. She was singing until she saw him.
"It seems you're a little lost, prince," Alana cooed. Eric could feel his heart pounding.
"Alana…I'm sorry it had to end like this."
"…So am I…"
"I just…I just want to thank you…for giving us a chance at our lives…"
As Eric spoke, Alana made a motion with her hand. It was like she was grabbing him by the throat…no…by his voice. His neck shined a round orb and he lunged back in pain. Alana tugged him closer with her power—his body hovered over the water-until her face was very close to his.
"Don't mistake my kindness for you. I did nothing for you. I barely know who you are. I did this for my sister," she hissed, "and no one else."
And she let go of him so he could catch his breath.
"Well…it seems she passed the test," said the evil queen. She was watching Alana and Eric through her mirror. Rumpelstiltskin was by her side. "If she's kind to this human…than there should be no logical punishment to take her voice, now is there?" Regina asked him. "If you want her power so badly, why didn't you just take it in the first place?"
"Now, now, Regina. We don't want her to be completely against us. She may be useful later!" said Rumpel. "We shall try to get her to destroy someone again. She cares for her sister too much to destroy the one Ariel loves."
The queen snickered. "We should teach her the right way," she glared at Rumpel, "that love is weakness."
For a second she could see sadness, which made her happy. It was only a few weeks ago that he discovered of the passing of his beloved Belle. Little did he know, she was sitting in that very castle.