Rosemary took only one sip of tea then excused herself to her chambers, leaving Rumple and Belle to themselves. When Belle had decided to talk to Rumple, she found him staring off to where Rose had gone off to.

"You do care about your daughter." Belle said more than asking.

"Yes, well…. No matter. She does not feel the same." Rumple replied and tried to focus on his chip cup instead.

"After spending time with your daughter, I realized something." Belle started to say. The green scale man turned to look at her to hear what she must say.

"She has no magic." She finished stating.

"No, she doesn't, Good thing too. She would have hated me more if she did."

"Rosemary does not hate you."

"How would you know that?"

"Because she told me herself." Rumple looked back at her as if she was mad as a hater. Ever since what happened to Baelfire, Rose had been distant from him. Of course, she would hate him. He is the reason for Mila and Bae being gone.

"Your daughter is just sad and lonely. You should talk to her. I can tell there is no communication going on between you two. You both need it." Belle explained to him. What she said did make sense to the man.

"I don't remember bringing you here to help our family." Rumple said in his funny squeaky tone. She smiled at his attempt.

"Then why did you bring me here?"

After their talk about Belle finding old clothes that once belonged to Rumple's son and Belle wanting to get to know him better, there was a knock from the Grand entrance. Rumple had gone off to see who surprisingly brave or stupid enough to enter his grounds. Instead he found Rosemary at the entrance with a man he had seen before, Gaston. He stood in front of the girl with a sword pointing to her chest.

"You must be the beast's offspring! A monster, as well. I will rid you-" The man was turned into a rose before he could finish his threat. Rose quickly turned around and faced her father, who still had his hand in the air.

"No snail this time?" She asked with a bit of a cold attitude in her voice. Rumplestilskin, the dark one, was not certain how to respond to that. He recalled how that memory from so long ago went. When he had turned a man into a snail for hurting her, and then killed it by stepping on it.

Belle's words came into his thoughts. To try and communicate with Rose. Perhaps he can still save his relationship with his only daughter.

"This time, the man was threatening you. Or did you want to see what he was going to do to you with his sword" Rumple defended and asked her. Rose took a moment to register what had happened. True, this time the situation was different. Her not having magic made her weak now. She just wished he used a different way to rescue her. But that's how the Dark One is. She should know better.

"Fine. I will let it slide. Just this once." She decided as she picked up the flower. That's when she took a good look at it in her hand. It's a rose.

"Why a Rose?" She asked him curiously.

"No reason." He answered too quickly.

"You always have a reason." She stated and narrowed her eyes at him.

"Well…. I am surprised you are showing your face around the castle more now." He said in hopes of changing the topic.

"You're planning on giving this to the maid." He failed.

"She has a name! And n-no! Why on earth would you think that?"

"Maybe because she is a nice, sweet woman, who you find to be beautiful." She responded back to him. Rumple, the most fearful creature alive, swallowed nervously and tried to avoid eye contact on his daughter. His reaction made her smirk proudly. Perhaps Belle, a servant, is just what he needs to get the old Rumple back. The young girl walk up to the man and placed the rose in his hand.

"Do not ruin it." She teased him one final time in a singing tone.

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Gold had gone on a rampage when he kidnapped Moe French and took him to his cabin that is hidden in the woods of Storybrook. Anyone can tell he was not in a pleasant mood.

First, Valentine's Day was here. Which made the older man in a cane think constantly about those he loved and still loves that are not with him. Then, Moe harmed his daughter as an act of revenge. However, no one knew about Rose Mills being the real daughter of Gold, except for Regina. But still, Mr. French did hurt Rose physically. And no one hurts Rumple's precious treasures. And finally, Moe had stolen a valuable object from Gold's home. A reminder of his once true love. Moe deserved to be punished.

Unfortunately for Gold, Emma, the towns sheriff, stopped him from continuing hitting the old man with his cane.

Gold was forced to stand and wait for sheriff Swan while she was making sure that Mr. French was still alive in the ambulance. If he wasn't dead, Gold had to finish the job.

"So, I heard you managed to not break anything he needs. You're lucky Mr. Gold." Emma had said to him.

"You have a funny definition of lucky." Gold said back at her.

"You have a funny definition of justice." She countered back with crossed arms.

"What did Moe really do?" Emma asked. To figure out what the now injured man did to push Gold this far.

"He stole. And might I remind you that he assaulted my employee!"

"True. But the girl wasn't his target. Plus, that type of reaction was more than just stealing. I heard you shouting about him hurting her? Who is her? You kept on screaming 'You hurt my daughter? Why her? This is only between you and me not her-'" She stopped.

By connecting the dots, all those time's she entered the shop, those moments of Gold showing care and concern for Rose. Like when she was stuck in the cave with Henry, or when she got hurt when Ashley broke into the shop, and now with Moe hurting her in Golds house. Emma could understand who 'her' is.

"Oh my god…. Rose. She's…. she's your daughter." She whispered, but Gold heard her. He wasn't denying it either.

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"You… let her go?" Rosemary asked Rumple after he had told her what happened to Belle. After Belle's speech of wanting to go on adventures to see the world, and about what love is to her. This made him fall in love with her more. He wasn't going to admit it to Rose or anyone, but he did want Belle to have all of that. Never had he felt this way to another woman. Not even Milah, and that surprised. Which is why he let her go. Because he loves her.

"I didn't want to hold her back." He confessed sadly as he sat next to his daughter on her bed. He couldn't remember the last time he entered her room. He was always afraid she would 'kick him out', but this time she didn't. Perhaps they were making progress.

"But why?" She asked again. She could tell that he was not saying the whole truth. But The man only shrugged his shoulders.

"Because…" He couldn't even finish.

"You love her." She confirmed. He looked at her in shock.

"Your mad! What gave you that idea? How could- why would I-"

"The rose and the way you look at her. You smile when you speak of her, just like now. There is the other fact that you always let those you care for to leave you." She listed. Rumple couldn't help but smile at his daughter's wisdom about him. But he was curious about the last part she mentioned.

"What do you mean about me letting those I care for leaving me?" He questioned her. This time, it was Rose who looked away from him. She started to play with her fingers, a habit she had when feeling nervous. Some habits never change.

"Because you offered me the same things all those years ago." She said in a soft voice, but he heard her. Yes, he remembered that night. When she found out what really happened to her mother. He felt so guilty, he offered her to leave him. To be happy without him as a burden. But to his surprise, she refused to leave. She stated that she wasn't going to become like Milah. That's when the silent treatment had started. Yet, she never left. Did that mean she was accepting him? Before anything else could be said, the girl stood up from her bed and held her hand out to him.

"Lett's go." She ordered. He didn't agree Then again, once she is determined to do something, nothing can stop her.

"Where to?" He asked.

"Your tower. I have a feeling I know what Belle will do next."

The two waited by the window in the east wing, keeping watch for a familiar woman with brown hair and a blue dress to return in the night. And she did. Rose cheered while Rumple's heart skipped a beat. Having a hard time to believe she did come back. Rose was shoving the green scaled man down the stair to be with Belle.

"Go on! Do not mess this up!" She said as she pushed him out.

"I'm going, I'm going! Just stay in your room." He ordered her.

"Of course, I refuse to witness you two flirting." She teased. She, for once, obeyed her father and waited in her room. She left the door to her room open incase if they would call for her.

Instead, she heard something unpleasant. The Dark One screaming and the sounds of objects breaking. She ran down the stairs as fast as she could. When she entered, she feared of what she would find. When she opened the doors to the main room, she found the place a total mess. Objects, glass where everywhere. Belle wasn't in sight, but Rumple was. He was grabbing and throwing all the tea cups at a nearby wall. Shattering them to pieces. The young girl ran up to him to try and stop him.

"What hap-" He ignored her and threw another cup.

"Stop it!" And another…

"Please-" He was aiming for the last one.

"Papa!" She cried out. He stopped.

He slowly looked down at the object in his green scaled hand. The chip cup. He slowly placed in back on the dining table and looked up at the now crying girl who is his daughter. Tears were falling down her face. She had never cried in years. She had never called him 'papa' in so many years.

"Papa please…. Please…." She continued to cry. Rumple in a quicker speed held her in his arms, crying along with her. He was in pain for what happened between himself and Belle. They had kissed, and he loved it. But the kiss, almost broke the curse of the Dark One. It almost took away all his power. There was the other fact that Belle confessed that she had met the Queen, Regina, and she had told her about true love's kiss breaking any curse. He felt betrayed. That was when he took Belle and locked her back in the dungeon and started to throw things all over the place.

He was thankful for his daughter for stopping him from breaking that one cup. Despite what Belle had done, he did love her.

For now, his daughter needed him. He needed his daughter.

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"So, Rose is your daughter." Emma stated at the sheriff's office. Gold was currently in his cellar, waiting for his release.

"You're not denying it." She added.

"Perhaps because what you say is true." He finally spoke.

"Then why isn't she with you? Let alone why she doesn't remember you? Did you do something to her?"

"Don't get any wrong ideas Ms. Swan. My life is my business. If you must know, then I will tell you only what you need to know. If you keep this quiet around others."

"What do you mean?"

"As you already know, I am the owner of this whole town. As you have seen recently, I am a difficult man to love. If there is one thing we parents want for our children, is for them to have their best chance in life. Even if it's without them in it." His words hit Emma hard. That's wat she did for Henry. So, Rose's best chance was to be raised by Regina of all people? Why not Mary Margret? Granny? Even Archie can do the job!

"So why Regina? No one likes her." She mentioned.

"Due to the situation, we had an…. Understanding. If Madame Mayor keeps her word, I am happy for my Rose. But that doesn't mean I won't ever get my daughter back." Gold declared with a smirk at Emma. He has a plan.

"I am just…. Biding my time." He added.

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Rumple was silently spinning his wheel, while Rose was reading by the table and having tea. It had only been a few days after Rumple sent Belle, the maid, away. He couldn't risk Belle harming him or Rose in anyway id she was working for Regina. Rose knew better. She knew that deep down; her father was only afraid of having someone else love him for who he is now. It wasn't hard for Rose, because she did know her father before he became the dark one. Just the fact that she is still with him after so many decades, proved that she still loved him as her father. But for Belle it was different, and Rose understood that. Perhaps in the future, Rumple will be able to accept Belle.

However, that dream had shattered. Regina made an appearance and informed them information about Belle returning home. But was locked away for loving a beast and killed herself. The news, broke their hearts.

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Rose tried to convince her aunt to let her to go back to work with Gold again. But something made Regina more determined than ever to say no to her niece. Rose tried her best, but nothing worked. Rose was on her way to Golds shop to return the key and inform him of her sad news. But he wasn't at the shop yet. In fact, it was still locked. So, she entered and checked the back. He wasn't there eight her. She heard the bell ring from outside. When she moved the curtain aside to see who entered the shop, it was Norman Bates. Not the person she wanted to se.

"Norman I-" He cut her off.

"Before you say anything, please hear me out." He said with determination. She nodded and led him to the back room. The two sat in front of each other.

"I wanted to apologize about last night. I didn't mean to- that wasn't my intention. I swear-" She cut him off.

"Norman, it's okay. Don't worry about it. I t was Valentine's Day and you just got lost in the moment." The truth though, is that Norman didn't regret making a move on her. But he couldn't let her know that. Not yet,

"Norman, you are my friend. I don't want to mess this up or lose you. You are special to me. And I feel safe with you. So, let's put this aside and continue being there for each other. Okay?" She offered, hoping he would still accept her friendship. She was really going to need him more than ever for what she was about to do.

"Yes. I would like that too." He said, forcing a smile. Rose made that smiled he liked and hugged him. Not helping.

"The front door bell sounded again, causing for Rose to panic and pull away.

"Rose?" Gold called out to her.

"Back here!" She replied. Gold showed up, unhappy to see her alone with Norman.

"What is going on here?" He asked suspiciously at the two teenagers. More at Norman than her.

"Nothing. We were just talking." She answered. Norman felt nervous, mainly because Gold's glare at him. He decided it was best to excuse himself and left them alone.

"How was your night?" Gold decided to ask to change the topic.

"Weird. And yours?" she asked back.

"Tiring. I take it your aunt told you the news." Gold had said through his gritted teeth. He really hated that Regina now knew that he remembered who he is and will be more determined now than ever to keep Rose away from him.

Rose nodded sadly.

"Yes. I tried to convince her about our deal we had, but she doesn't care. I hate it when people don't keep their promises."

"I am certain in time, we will be reunited again." He stated. He wants his daughter back.

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Special thanks to XxLostDreamerxX

I am glad you love this story! To know that you and others want to continue reading this story brings me joy and motivation to continue writing it.

I can't wait to show what will happen to Rose next!