A/N: Hi everyone! I'm bringing back a fan favorite and I hope you enjoyed it! Don't forget to review!

One Night Stand

Readers Prompted: After months had passed since that one night, Ryan Gold and Belle are finally face-to-face once more. (Rated M for language and naughty thoughts)

Bae ran ahead of him and Ryan was doing his best to keep up despite his limp. It took him a couple minutes longer, but by the time he got to the children's section he overheard Bae talking to the enigmatic Miss Belle.

"He's really good at it. There he is now." The boy pointed as she turned around.

Ryan Gold immediately felt a swift punch in his gut as he gazed into the blue eyes of the woman he had called Rose months ago.

As for Rose herself (no… her name is Belle, his mind corrected itself) she looked as if she ate something incredibly sour. He had no doubt she was thinking the same thing as him, which was holy fucking shit. Because right at that moment, his thoughts were stuck on a replaying loop of holy fucking shit holy fucking shit holy fucking shit.

He didn't know what to say. What should he say?

Uh, hi. I'm the man you had sex with in that motel. We were each going through a rough spot and decided a meaningless and no strings attached fuck was exactly what the doctor ordered. By the way, that had been the most life-changing night in my entire life and I tried looking for you but no such luck. Yet my boy here found you and I was wondering…

What? They could try it again? Maybe actually go on a date this time and get to know their real selves as oppose to the fake identities they decided to give each other?

Then it dawned on him.

She was Miss Belle and she was pregnant. That was the whole point in Bae wanting to give her that blanket. She was probably with a young man who was thrilled in becoming a new father, and here he was an old, crippled man who was desperately hanging onto to this dream vision with the hope that it meant something more and that she might feel the same thing as him. He was a fool to think she would give him another thought or even wait around to see if by chance that fate would bring them together again.

It shouldn't have hurt. He hardly knew anything about this girl, but seeing her standing beside Bae and with that tiny bump that contained a new life… It hurt. It hurt so goddamn fucking much. Because he was selfish and greedy and wanted to be the father and with Bae they could be a family.

Of course, it was crazy talk and Ryan was being absurd, and if she was smart, then she would run for the hills. Lord knows he wasn't exactly having sane thoughts at the moment.

However, Ryan put on a friendly (and indifferent) smile and held out his hand.

"It's nice to finally meet you Miss Belle," he said, shaking her hand. He noticed how limp the handshake was, and she was trembling but he figured it was the shock she was experiencing. After all, he was a nervous wreck and he was squeezing his cane's handle to keep himself upright. "Bae has told me a lot about you."

She swallowed hard. "…Yes… Bae talks about you too."

It took everything not to close his eyes and savor the sweet sound of her voice caressing his ears.

Giving her a curt nod, Ryan added, "Thank you. Bae really loves coming here. It's all he ever talks about and it has helped him out of his shell too. I honestly don't know what I would have done if he didn't."

"It's been my pleasure. Bae is a joy to have around. He's a great helper, right Bae?"

"Yup!" Bae chimed in.

Ryan chuckled sheepishly. "That's good to hear. I expect nothing less."

An awkward silence fell upon them and then suddenly she said, "Thank you for the blanket. It's really beautiful. You handmade it?"

"Yes." Ryan could feel the heat creeping on his face. "Everything was handmade."

"Wow." She was impressed. Really impressed. Her eyes softened as she ran her fingertips across the soft wool. "Thank you."

"…And congratulations too. Is this, uh, your first?" He asked.

"Um… yes." She blushed and it was a lovely shade of color that Ryan briefly recalled how that blush also extended to her breasts.

He swallowed thickly and tried to avoid looking at the said area, but his eyes were drawn to them anyways. They were swollen and he wondered how far along she was and if her milk was already leaking…

Stop that Ryan! What the Hell is wrong with you?! His mind scolded him and he cleared his throat, focusing his attention on the bookshelf behind her.

"That's… good," he replied. "Boy or girl?"

"I thought I would keep it a surprise."

"Oh."

And like that he had run out of things to say. Well, he knew what he really wanted to say and he had so many questions, but Bae was right there and they were in a public place. Not quite the appropriate place or time to bring up anything too adult.

So, Ryan was resigned to play the role of two people meeting for the first time.

"We should be going. It was nice to meet you. Officially." He added the last part because it was nice to meet her and know what her real name was. He hoped she might feel the same too.

"Same here. Mister…?"

Realizing he never introduced himself, Ryan quickly amended it. "Ryan Gold. But Ryan is fine."

"Ryan," she repeated, trying it out.

It was pure euphoria to have her say his name.

She smiled and this time she didn't have that anxiousness about it. "It was nice to meet you too."

We have plenty of stories left for these two crazy kids. If there's something you want to see happen or a point in time you want me to fast forward to… please feel free to prompt me!