Author's Note: For those of you worried that Belle is a horrible person, this should clear things up. And for the record, my stories all end happy, so know that this is a RumplestiltskinxBelle story and they will have their Happily Ever After.

"By the gods, you can see me!" Anna cried, and wasted no time, throwing herself into her mother's arms, "Mum!"

"Wh-what?"

Anna pulled back, taking her mother by the shoulders. "Mum, you have to listen to me, you have to stop Papa!"

Her mother looked like she might faint, or be sick, possibly both.

"What is she doing?" Apple cried, but Anna kept her attention focused on her mother. Despite the happy childhood she'd grown up with, warring images swirled in her mind from this timeline, of a neglecting hurtful mother who found her lack of reading detestable.

She shook her head, and then took a deep breath. It was obvious this version of her mother was under the Sorcerer's spell. That monster was cunning and despicable. Belle's cheeks were flushed in her pale face, and Anna knew if she could smell her mother, she'd reek of alcohol, most likely Rum, her favorite drink.

But this wasn't her loving, patient and wise mother. This was the result of Marion's presence here, and of her own miscalculation. If she had any hope of fixing things she needed to get her mother to speak for her.

"I know this is confusing, I know your drunk, and you're scared, but I need you to focus. You need to listen and repeat to Papa exactly what I tell you, do you understand, Mum?" Her accent was thick, erring now on her father's side as her anxiety increased. "Mum, do you understand me?"

Movement of her mother's hand against her belly, caused Anna to glance down, and she understood. With shocked realization, she looked into the depths of her mother's dull blue eyes. "Yes, yes, I'm your daughter. My name is Morganna, Morganna Lacey Gold, and you called me Anna after your friend from Arendell." She saw recognition and continued, "The Sorcerer is an evil magic user. He's the one that gave Zelina the time spell. He thought she'd go back to kill Regina, but instead she died before—"

A strangled sob caught in Belle's throat, and she pulled away, her hand covering her mouth in horror. Large eyes filled as she shook her head over and over, and Anna was at a loss.

"Mum, I know this is a lot to process, I know, but you have to listen to me. You have to tell Papa—"

Belle shook her head violently as she backed away, and from behind her hand, "No" was a constant word.

"Belle, it's ok, I won't let Grandpa hurt you, I promise," Henry stepped forward, right up to Belle, but it was Liam that caught his attention.

"Don't you dare comfort her, Henry! That bottle whore doesn't deserve—"

A crack of lightening shot through the room, and she turned in time to see her father seething at Liam, "Open your mouth again, and I'll take your tongue!"

Belle moaned, and Anna turned back to see her curled over in a standing position, clutching her stomach. "Belle?" Her father tried, but his voice just seemed to make her mother worse, and ever perceptive, he retreated with a tortured expression.

"Don't you dare feel pity for her, Rumple," Apple said, her hands fisted at her side. "You don't know what she did! You'd striker her down where she stood if you knew!"

"Then do tell, Little Girl, because someone needs to kill this pathetic creature." Maleficent tapped her staff on the ground once in finality, irritation on her face.

"Mum," Anna turned and tried again. "You need to tell Papa that he can't break the spell. I can't leave this prison! If I do, the Sorcerer wins!"

"Fine!" In all her imperial glory, Apple turned to her father, "Liam was right, she is a bottle whore, and a just plane whore for that matter! She drank, all through her pregnancy with Anna, and when she was born, Anna had a ton of complications." Apple turned back to scream at Belle, "Do you hear me, you sorry excuse for a mother? Anna nearly died because you were too pathetic to be a grown up and do what was best for your daughter! You poisoned her! Anna struggled her whole life because of you. Learning disabilities, low IQ, she was taunted by the other children, made fun of every day, and no matter how hard she tried, she was never good enough for you!"

Anna swung back to her mother to see her cowering, now on her knees, and Anna bent down and tried to shake her. "Mum, listen to me, it doesn't have to be that way. Apple only remembers what's happened since Marion arrived, but it's not our reality! The Sorcerer outwitted me, I didn't see it until today. You weren't a hateful mother. You were kind and loving, you read me stories, thousands of stories about far off places, and you, me, and Papa visit them all!"

But Apple was continuing, unable to hear her words. She faced Rumplestiltskin who looked horrorstruck. "She's drunk now! Pregnant and drunk, and don't for a second think she doesn't know it! And when Anna's born, she dumps a special needs child on your lap and goes off to play house with Jefferson!" She took a menacing step towards the fallen Belle, "And despite all of that, all her initial short comings thanks to you, Anna was happy. You'd never met anyone who saw the world as purely as Anna. She had a smile for everyone, even the people that tormented her. Half the time she didn't even know she was being made fun of. If it hadn't been for Roland, Anna would have died when some kids convinced her to jump off the bridge. Roland and Liam have protected her, her entire life, and when she told you she was in love with them, that she and Roland were getting married, you, you" Apple screamed the pronoun, "called her a whore for sleeping with two men that loved her more than anyone in all the world! Well you're the whore, Belle! You're the one that teamed up with the Sorcerer to kill your own daughter! You did that, and I pray to all the gods in the Gods Realm that you burn in the nine hells for eternity for what you've done!"

Neal was struggling to restrain Apple, whose hands glowed green with mage fire. Belle was sobbing on the hardwood floor, shaking her head back and forth and clutching at her belly. A glance at her father showed he had gone deathly pale, but his eyes were hard when he looked at his wife, and his hands were fisted at his sides in rage.

Anna knew she had to act fast. She reached out and hauled her mother up, and shook her. "Those things are not going to happen, because you are going to tell Papa exactly what I say and he's going to fix our timeline. Mum, repeat after me—"

"No, no, I can't, I can't!" Her mother was shaking violently and pulling at her hair.

"Come on Belle, you're alright," Emma was kneeling now beside her mother, trying with Henry to comfort her, but a quick glance at Roland showed her lover was fast losing his patience with the situation.

Thinking fast, she tried a different tactic, "Alright, Mum, can you talk to Henry, will you tell Henry what I'm saying?"

"Henry," Her mother asked, mascara sliding down her broken face.

"I'm right here, Belle, it's going to be OK, please don't cry, please."

"Yes," Anna said, shaking her head furiously, "Yes, tell Henry what I tell you. Ready?"

"Tell," she paused, as if too overwhelmed to process what was happening, "Tell Henry?"

"Yes, tell Henry that Anna says P—Liam cannot break the spell." She squeezed her mother's arms, willing her words to cut through the fog.

She hesitated a moment longer, and Anna felt sure she wouldn't be able to complete the task, and then her mother turned to Henry, and said, "Liam can't break the spell."

"What!" Roland roared, followed quickly by Apple's shocked exclamations.

"Don't be daft, we're getting her out of there, and no siren's words from you will stop us!" Liam was furious, and Belle had shrunk away from their outbursts.

But Anna pressed on. "Tell Henry, Mum look at me," she shook her mother to gain her attention, hating herself for the wild look in those blue eyes, "Tell Henry, that you can see me, tell him you can see Anna, and that I'm telling you not to release me!"

But it was obvious Belle was totally confused. "I can see Henry! You cannot release him!"

"No, Mum—"

But the damage was done.

"Enough of this," Roland turned to her father, "Do it. Bring it down."

Crying out in frustration, Anna tried one more thing. Grabbing her mother's face she jerked her forward and to attention, the action causing Emma to fall back and look shockingly at Belle. "Tell Roland," She said, her words clear as she held firm control of her mother's frantic eyes, "That Anna made a mistake and that the Sorcerer figured out my plan. Tell him, say it!"

Shaking, Belle repeated her words, "S-she says she made a mistake, that he, that the Sorcerer figured out her plan."

"Bullshit!" Liam swore, stalking towards them so that Belle tried to pull away, but Anna grabbed her sleeve and refused to let her retreat. "You'd say anything to help that bastard! Anna's here, and I'm not leaving until I have her in my arms. So you run back to the Sorcerer and tell him—"

"Hold on, Liam, just wait a second," Emma surprised them, climbing to her feet to put her hand against his advancing chest to stop him. "I know when someone's lying, and Belle isn't lying. Plus, look at how she's been moving, someone is obviously touching h—"

Liam slapped her hand away and bared his teeth at her, "Despite my charming smiles, mother, we're hardly so familiar. And don't you ever," he stepped into her space forcing Emma to take a step back, "ever touch me without my permission again. You lost that right a long time ago!"

Killian stepped forward and bodily threw Emma behind him, his good hand fisted, "Back off, boy."

Anna's stomach dropped as she saw Roland tear up the floor to get to Liam, but Liam held his ground, glaring deathly at his father. "Or what," he challenged dangerously, magic sparking between his fingertips. "I'm not 15 this time, father, so if you feel like going another round, fine by me. But be warned, the Dark One himself trained me, and I won't show you anymore mercy than you showed me!"

Neal intercepted Roland, while Killian looked confused, and dropped his hand from the ready.

"Good choice, Mate," Liam sneered.

"Liam," Emma tried again, managing to work her way around Killian, "Just listen to me for one minute. I don't know what's happened between us, I mean we just met 20 minutes ago, but the fact is, Belle isn't lying. Someone really is here, and talking to her."

"She's the Sorcerer's puppet," Apple threw across the room, holding onto one of Roland's arms to protect the rest of them, "He's probably manipulating her."

"Agreed," Liam barked, turning his back on his mother and stalking back towards Roland.

It was now or never. She turned to her mother, "Tell Liam he's a bunny!"

And despite every reason for her not to repeat the words, Belle did, "She says you're a bunny."

Liam jerked to a stop, going completely still, and Anna pushed her mother to continue. "Tell him he's a fu-fu bunny rabbit, and Apple is a fairy!"

"She, she says you're a fu-fu bunny and Apple is a fairy."

After a moment, "No she's not," Liam whispered as he slowly turned around, "I'm the fairy, and Apple's a field mouse."

"Say, 'No, Anna is the field mouse because she likes cheese, so you have to be the bunny.'"

Belle repeated her words, and Liam glanced at Apple to see that she was equally stunned and had Belle's undivided attention.

"Now tell him, that I love him, but he can't let me out, that if I leave, the last anchor point will be lost."

Belle nodded, gaining a little more confidence now that no one was screaming at her, "She says, she says that she loves you, but you can't let her out, that if she leaves the last, um," she paused, losing the rest of Anna's sentence.

"The last anchor point will be lost and the Sorcerer will just give Zelena the spell again."

Belle nodded, "That the last anchor point will be lost and Zelena will, that the Sorcerer will give Zelena the spell again."

"Roland," Neal tried, capturing their attention, "If Emma says Belle is telling the truth, I believe her, and Anna, is, our last anchor point to this time. If Zelena did get the spell without an anchor point, everything we've done could be undone."

"Exactly! Tell him, exactly!"

"She says 'exactly'." Belle dutifully parroted back.

"You might believe her," Roland said, pulling away from Apple and stalking towards her mother, "But I don't. If Anna is in here, she'd want us to let her out no matter what."

Tears filled Anna's eyes unbidden, and she blinked, releasing them as she turned to her mother. "Of course I do, I want out. They have no idea how long I've been in here. But we can't let the Sorcerer win. We have to do what's best for the greater good." She stood on shaking legs as Roland glared down at her mother who was watching her rise, intently. "Tell him that I love him too, that I'd do anything to hold him right now, kiss him and Liam until I passed out from happiness, but if he lets me out, it'll be the wrong me he gets. That's what the Sorcerer did, he made it so that my friends have forgotten our real past. All they remember is the world that came after Marion was brought here by Emma and Killian. But that's not our world," she turned to look at her mother who was looking up at her with glazed eyes, "They remember the me from this timeline, that's who they described to you, but that's not me. I am Morganna Lacey Gold, Morganna La Fey, The Oracle of the Forrest, The Guardian of Avalon, the resting place of Excalibur and the Weaver of Fate. I am not the broken child they saved in this broken time, I was raised by loving parents, you and Rumplestiltskin." She took herself back down to her mother's level. "You and Papa were the greatest parents a girl could ever wish for. I had everything I could have ever wanted. Love, acceptance, everything. The Sorcerer has tricked them, he—"

Roland cut her off, turning away from her mother to face her father. "I have the upmost respect for you Dark One, but your wife is the most destructive kind of liar. She tore your daughter apart with cruel words and unrealistic expectations. I cannot count the nights I held her sobbing in my arms while she recited the slanderous things Belle said to her. That woman," he pointed behind him at her mother without a glance, "stripped your daughter of every ounce of dignity she had, calling her stupid, pathetic and lazy. Then she conspired directly with the Sorcerer to give Zelena the time spell so that he could control the fate of the Ten Realms."

"To what end," Her father was still, his words completely neutral as he looked from her fallen mother to her handsome lover. "Why would she do these things?"

"Because she hates you, Rumplestiltskin. She hated you enough to take every opportunity to break your only surviving child, and she conspired with the Sorcerer because he promised to kill you." Roland stood just as still, facing her father with a truth that was true to his knowing, but so terribly wrong.

Her father turned away, and faced Regina, "We're bringing it down."

Nodding, she moved to stand beside him, as did the others followed by a determined Apple and a more cautious Liam.

"No, they can't, they can't do this!"

"I'm not doing it," Emma said, causing everyone in the room to lock onto her as she crossed her arms. "I think there's enough doubt here that we need to stop and think things through."

"Always with you royal types," Roland said with a growl. "There's a time to think and a time to act, and this is a time to act. I'm done waiting."

Emma glanced at the Circle Points and shook her head, "Well I'm not, and since you need me to undo this spell, I guess that means you're waiting."

"Wrong," Liam replied. "We don't need you, we just need someone from your line, and sadly, that means mean." He turned his back on her completely and nodded towards Apple and Regina.

And then there was no more time. Swinging around, Anna dropped to her knees before her mother. Desperation had her talking too fast as she felt the Circle Points beginning to unravel the spell around her. Reaching out, she grabbed her mother's hand, willing her to remember her words. "Killing Marion won't work. To undo everything the Sorcerer has done, they need to use Zelena's time spell and go back in time to stop Emma and Killian from bringing Marion back at all. To do the spell, they need a child of True Love, born of the purest magic." She reached out to touch her mother's belly, "Me, they need to use me to cast the spell and stop them."

Desperately she squeezed her mother's hand as a powerful wind began to blow in the room, throwing back pages of books in every direction. "You can't believe anything that's happened since Zelena's arrival. The Sorcerer has been manipulating all of us this entire time." The wind was roaring now, and she yelled over the deafening sound to be heard, "In my time, you forgave my father for killing Zelena. You two were happy together, and my birth changed Papa forever. He became the man he was supposed to be, a dedicated husband and father, not the Dark One.

"You have to warn them," she screamed now. "Don't let Roland kill his moth—"

And then everything broke apart like shattering glass, and Morganna Lacey Gold, Morganna La Fey, The Oracle of the Forrest, The Guardian of Avalon, and the Weaver of Fate was no more; swallowed by time.

Author's Note: OK, who's mad at me for making Roland, Anna and Liam kinky?