So it's been forever since I've updated and I'm sorry. I've had a serious case of writers block and then I was always working and school started a few weeks ago and my work load is crazy this semester. Hopefully I find more free time to update my other stories soon. Anyway I added a little bit of smut and lots of fluff in this one to make up for my lateness. Enjoy :)

A month later, Anthony and Belle found themselves sitting in a courtroom. Gavin's trial had finally arrived. Anthony was truly shocked that Myranda had held up her end of the bargain, but here they are. Belle was holding tightly to his hand as he looked over the jury members faces. Anthony deemed himself an expert at reading faces, and from what he could see so far, Gavin was guilty.

Moe had showed up to testify as he promised he would. Belle had cringed at a few of the memories he brought up, but what she truly couldn't understand was the grin shown on Gavin's face at the same memories that made her stomach flip. She leaned into Anthony who was paying strict attention to every word coming out of Moe's mouth. "I want to talk to him." she told him.

He leaned against her, not taking his eyes off of his father-in-law to be. "Talk to who?"

"Gavin."

Anthony whipped his head around, his eyes looked confused and a little angry. "Why on earth would you want to do that?"

Belle wasn't entirely sure why. A part of her wanted to see him so she could simply slap him as hard as she possibly could, and another part just wanted to pull all the answers to her questions out of him. "I just... want to ask him a few questions," she stared pleadingly into his eyes, "please Anthony, I just need a little closure."

He sighed, but he knew he wouldn't be able to say no to her, he rarely could. So after the trial was over and Gavin had been convicted of his crimes and was sentenced to 15 years to life in prison with a possibility of parole with good behavior, Anthony spoke with the attorney for a few moments and arranged a meeting four days from then with Gavin. Belle was pleased with the arrangement, because four days gave her a perfect amount of time to figure out exactly what she wanted to say.

On the short drive home, Anthony decided to bring up the old pawn shop that they now owned, thinking it would be a perfect space for Belle to use as her own child care center. "I just think that you could do so much more than be someone's employee. You are so special Belle, and you are a natural with children. It's a perfect area, close to home, and I'm sure mom would help out."

Belle let all of his thoughts sink in. Her own business was a terrifying thought. Business was Anthony's forte not hers. She supposed he could simply help her with that aspect of it. "It just... is it wrong to open my own daycare when there's one right at the college. A more spacious one, with more qualified people to run one than me? Wouldn't I become their competitor?"

Anthony chuckled grabbing her hand to intertwine their fingers. "Love, you are too sweet for your own good." Belle glared at him teasingly as a light blush graced her features. "I thought you eventually wanted to own your own daycare?"

"I do! But, is the timing right? I mean Ava is barely 2 months old, not even that. Ben has made so many friends at the school's center, I don't want to take him away from that. Maybe I could open up a bookshop or something." She shrugged at her idea, but Anthony's eyes widened and as he pulled into the driveway he stared over at Belle who was becoming very red under his gaze. "What?" she asked quietly.

"Open a bookshop" he said, getting out of the car.

She followed him, grabbing her bag and shutting the door as he walked up to the door. "Hold on just a minute" she hollered after him. "What do you mean, open a bookshop?"

He grinned, "Exactly that. You should open a bookshop. You can set up a nice reading section for children, it would be perfect. You're always going on and on about how much you love books. What's the problem?"

He had her there. Belle couldn't think of a single problem with it. She would positively adore being surrounded by books all day. "I'll think about it, does that please you?" she poked at his side.

"Seeing you happy pleases me." Just as he was about to lean in to kiss her, Nancy opened up the front door, interrupting them,

"Sorry for interrupting you two. How was court?" She ushered them into the house where Ben was waiting in the mudroom, eager to show his parents the tower he had made with his new blocks. He grabbed Belle's hand and dragged her off into the living room. "Well? What happened?"

"He was sentenced 15 to life" Anthony told his mother.

She smiled, "That's good then." He gave her a look. "It's not good? What's wrong Anthony?"

"Belle asked me to schedule a meeting with Gavin" he confessed quietly.

Nancy nodded, "That's understandable, son."

"Are you crazy as well then? Why on Earth would she want to see him again if she doesn't have to? I don't want her anywhere near him!" Nancy put a comforting hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down.

"You do realize that this is the man that made her so broken. He hurt her, and I'm guessing that she wants him to finally tell her why. She'll need you there, by her side. One-hundred percent on her side. Can you do that?"

Anthony let out a breath he had been holding. "I can. If it helps Belle, I can do that."

"What can you do to help me, darling?" Belle asked sweetly as she emerged from the living room with Ava on her hip and Ben clinging to her leg. Anthony couldn't help but smile at how motherly she looked. "You know that's the second time today you've looked at me like that."

He closed the gap between them, taking only a few steps and reached up to cup her cheek. "I look at you like that, because I love you. I can't wait for you to be my wife." Belle had a tear forming in her eye from the beauty of his words.

"I can't wait for you to be my husband" she choked out. He placed a soft kiss to her lips before reaching down to pick up Ben.

"I can see that you two don't need me hanging around any longer today." Nancy smiled at the couple ruffled Ben's hair a bit and kissed the top of Ava's head before taking her leave.

They spent the remainder of the day playing ad laughing with their children. Ben was already a fantastic big brother. He would constantly make funny faces at Ava, trying to make her laugh, and it almost always worked. He made sure to always help when it was time for her naps, wanting to make sure she was warm enough and had plenty of pillows and stuffed animals to keep her company. The little pink elephant that Ben had picked out for her, was indeed her favorite toy, and that made Ben love his sister even more.

After both Ben and Ava were tucked into bed and sound asleep, Belle and Anthony made their way to their own bed. They both changed and Belle cuddled up to his side, resting her head on his chest, just above his heart. "So do you want a big or a small wedding?" he asked Belle while playing with a strand of her hair.

She smiled against his skin, placing a kiss there. "Small" she decided easily. "Spring or Fall?"

"What happened to Summer or Winter?" He laughed.

"Summer weddings are overrated and it's always so hot and muggy. Winter is too cold. I've always wanted to get married in an outdoor setting." He nodded his head in understanding.

"So which would you prefer?" he asked.

She pondered for a moment. "I think Fall would be nice. The leaves will be changing and we did meet in October."

"Fall sounds perfect" he said, kissing the top of her head. "Now, where would you like to get married. Here in Storybrooke or would you like to find a secluded little field somewhere in the middle of nowhere?"

"I'm not sure, I suppose we'll have to look at all of our options. I know I want roses though. They're my favorite."

"You think I don't know that?" he tickled her ribs, enjoying the feel of her under his fingertips and the delicious sound of her laughter. "Can we have chocolate cake?"

She tilted her chin upwards so she could see her love's face. "The darkest of chocolates."

"I love you, so so much, Belle." She pushed herself up a bit more to give him a proper kiss. Her lips slanted against his, her hand coming up to dive into his hair, scratching his scalp. Anthony's hand crept under her tank top, slowly pulling it up and over her head. Belle pressed her now exposed breasts against his chests making him groan.

She let her hands wander downwards towards the elastic of his boxers, toying with the band, making sure to tease him as much as possible. Having had enough of Belle's torture he cradled the back of her head with one hand, keeping the other placed firmly on her back and flipped them over so he could tease her. He let his lips trail blazing kisses down her jaw and neck. The tips of his fingers grazed over the sides of her breasts, making her arch her back, trying to get more contact. "Anthony" she moaned.

Avoiding her breasts, his hands made their way to her shorts, pulling them off of her with ease. He pushed his boxers down as well and laid back down on top of Belle, loving the feeling of skin against skin. Deciding they each had enough torture, he gave into Belle's pleas and brought his mouth down to he breasts. He kissed and licked and nipped until he had her screaming before switching to her other breast. He let his hands gently massage her hips as he teased her.

Sliding down her body he left another trail of scorching kisses on her skin. Opening her legs for him she grabbed a fistful of his hair, guiding him to where she needed him most, not wanting him to waste another second. Not wanted to disappoint her, he followed her silent commands. His tongue immediately darted out to her clit, circling and circling, never easing up on his pace. He gently pushed one finger into her extremely moist opening, earning another loud and approving moan. When he felt she was near her orgasm he closed his mouth around that oh so sensitive bud and sucked hard. Belle came undone instantly.

Kissing his way back up her body, he locked lips with her before clumsily reaching over to the nightstand. He pulled a condom out of the drawer and as quickly as he could rolled it on before easing himself into her. They went still, clinging to each other, savoring the moment. Then slowly, Anthony began to rock. With every thrust his pace got faster and faster. His arms wrapped around her and he kissed her desperately. Her legs wound around his waist, encouraging him to go even harder. Anthony could feel Belle tightening around him once again and with one last thrust he found his high.

"I love you too Anthony. I love you more than anything." She kissed his brow, and they drifted off to sleep, tangled up in the sheets and each other.