Beauty and the Beast: The Tale Continues

Chapter 9 - Adam's Nightmare

Author's Note: Disney is the rightful owner of "Beauty and the Beast", while I just own the story.

Also, am I putting too much stuff about Belle and Adam wanting to have sex, or is it fine for everyone?


Later that night, inside of his bedroom, Adam was preparing to go to sleep.

"Well, today was certainly full of fun," he said, to himself, as the young man stretched out his arms and yawned. "Perhaps tomorrow we could... oh, wait..."

Suddenly, Adam let out a groan, and said, "How foolish of me... I forgot to wish Belle good night."

So, now, he was leaving the room, and walking in the direction of Belle's bedroom.

Now, while I do admit that Belle was beautiful and... rather tempting in her swimming outfit, I think it's safe to say that I am more 'in control' of myself than she is.

Also, it wasn't like he didn't want to make love to Belle; it was just that he made an agreement with her about them putting a hold on their "first time" until after they were married, which wouldn't be for quite some time since Adam had promised himself that he would not rush things with Belle.

Besides, it's only been a few days or so since we actually started our relationship, and I hardly doubt that Belle is the type of woman who would marry someone they just met... no matter how many times she has read Romeo & Juliet by now.

Adam then remembered the awkwardness of Belle finding him witb the ring, looking ready to propose.

Speaking of which, I still have no idea on what to say to her as a proposal, or even how to do it. Do I put the ring in her wine glass, or place it inside of a book, or even... huh?

Adam's thoughts of proposing to Belle were interrupted when he noticed a drop of an unfamiliar liquid on the ground. What is that?

Even more to his confusion, there was a trail of them that, as he continued walking, led him to the door of Belle's bedroom.

"Belle?" Adam knocked on the door a few times, and waited for her to speak or to open it, but neither happened.

His conscience was telling him to go inside, so Adam announced to Belle that he was coming in, and to his luck, the door was already unlocked.

"Belle, is everything..."

Suddenly, Adam found himself unable to speak, and his feelings of confusion turned to horror at the sight that was in front of him.

Belle was laying across her bed, wearing a rather revealing nightgown, but she had several claw marks across certain areas of her body and limbs, so that must have meant that the drops had been her-

"Belle!" roared Adam, and he raced over to the woman that he loved, holding her in his arms. "Belle, look at me, please, look at me..."

Belle's eyes slowly opened her eyes, and she gave Adam a faint smile. "Adam..."

"Yes, Belle, I'm here," exclaimed Adam, now extremely concerned. "I have to take you to the-"

"It wouldn't help at this point," said Belle, her voice becoming quieter. "It's too late..."

"No, don't you start talking like that to me, Belle," replied Adam, refusing to give up. "Stay with me, please... I'm here now, everything's going to be fine."

A few tears fell from Belle's eyes as she brought her hand to the side of his face, and she said, "Adam... I'm glad that I got... to see you... one last time..."

Belle, please, don't do this to me, thought Adam, but as he watched her eyes close, along with her hand slowly dropping to her side, the young man cried, "No! Belle!"

Adam then began to try and shake her awake, and yelled, "Belle, please, you have to wake up... don't leave me, Belle, please!"

Belle remained silent and still, and tears started to fall from Adam's own eyes. "Belle... no..."

Not knowing what else to do, Adam tried to kiss her, but no matter how many times he did, the result was still the same, and the young man started to break down. "Belle... please, don't leave me..."

He wrapped his arms tightly around Belle's body, which was quickly going from warm to icy-cold, and Adam cried, "I swear to you, Belle, I will find the person that did this, and-"

It was you, Adam.

A voice had appeared, but it did not sound like that of the Enchantress; instead, it was almost like the way he had sounded when he was a beast.

"What are you talking about?"

Look at your hands.

Adam did exactly that, and to the young man's horror, they were a mixture of human hands and beast-like paws.

"No... I couldn't have... I wouldn't have..."

Adam looked at the scars that were all over Belle, and he began shaking his head.

No... I would never... I... no... BELLE!


"Aaaugghh!"

The next thing that Adam knew, he was sitting up in his bed, breathing heavily, and several drops of sweat were trickling down his forehead.

Belle!

Adam raced out of the bed, heading to his dresser, and grabbed the object that was on top of it: the Enchanted Mirror.

"Show me the girl!" growled Adam, and once he was shown a reflection of Belle, who was sleeping safe and sound, the young man let out a huge sigh of relief.

Thank goodness. It was just a horrible nightmare.

Placing the mirror back down, Adam started to head back to his bed, but he found himself staying still in the middle of the room.

I don't want to end up having another nightmare about her, but what could I possibly... oh, I've got it!


The next morning, around 8 a.m., Belle sat up in her bed, stretched out her arms, and let out a yawn.

Well, that was certainly a wonderful dream I had.

As she opened her eyes, the first thing that Belle saw was Adam laying on the floor, his head on a pillow, wrapped in a warm blanket. "How did he even... Adam?"

"Five more minutes, Mother," mumbled Adam, talking in his sleep.

Belle let out a chuckle, but she also wanted to know why he was in her room, so she cried, "Adam, wake up!"

"Aaagghh!" Adam immediately awoke, and he started looking around, first confused about why he wasn't in his room, but then, after his eyes met Belle's, he quickly remembered why. "Belle!"

"Adam, what-" Belle said, but she found herself being cut off when Adam hurried over to her bed, and started to kiss her passionately, much to her surprise.

At first, Belle started to kiss him back, but then, she ended up gently pushing him away from her, and asked, "Adam, what in the world are you doing in here?"

"Me?" replied Adam. "Oh, I was just, uh... making sure to wake up the same time that you always do."

Belle crossed her arms, and raised her eyebrow, which made Adam sigh. "Alright, I was... just making sure that you were safe... I couldn't sleep without knowing you were."

She gave him a warm smile, and said, "I appreciate your concern, Adam, but why would I not be safe?"

Adam did a small gulp, and replied, "Well, I... it was because I had a... bad dream last night, and I needed to make sure you were safe."

"Well, what was it about?"

He was about to give his response, but for some reason, Adam could not find himself to admit the truth, so instead, he said, "It was when I lost... my mother, except I was now at this age, and I tried searching for you, but I couldn't find you, and... after I woke up, I was very concerned, so I simply stayed the night in here, making sure you were safe."

He gently took ahold of Belle's hands, and added, "If I ever lost you, Belle, I... I wouldn't know how to live with myself, knowing that I couldn't do anything to stop or-"

"Adam, relax," said Belle, in a soothing tone, placing her hand on his face. "You aren't going to lose me, and I certainly don't plan on losing you. We just found each other."

Sad blue eyes looked into loving brown eyes, and Adam let out another sigh, saying, "I'm sorry, Belle... just know that I would do anything to make you happy, and to protect you from harm."

"I know you would," replied Belle, and the two of them smiled at each other. "Now then, since we are both awake, why don't we get ourselves ready, and I will meet you in the dining room for breakfast."

"Of course," replied Adam, who remained sitting on Belle's bed.

"Adam?"

"Yes, Belle?"

"You are in my room, still."

"Yes, I am... oh..." Nodding his head, and remembering that he was in Belle's room, Adam gave her a sheepish smile. "Right... um, I shall see you in a few minutes, then."

Belle giggled, and said, "See you in a little bit."

But once he had left Belle's room, and started to head back to his own, Adam couldn't help but feel guilty for not telling her the truth.

I shall tell her what really happened.. when the time is right... I am not going to lose her.