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"She had adopted Estella, she had as good as adopted me, and it could not fail to be her intention to bring us together. She reserved it for me to restore the desolate house, admit the sunshine into the dark rooms, set the clocks a-going and the cold hearths a-blazing, tear down the cobwebs, destroy the vermin—in short, do all the shining deeds of the young Knight of romance, and marry the Princess. I had stopped to look at the house as I passed; and its seared red brick walls, blocked windows, and strong green ivy clasping even the stacks of chimneys with its twigs and tendons, as if with sinewy old arms, had made up a rich attractive mystery, of which I was the hero. Estella was the inspiration of it, and the heart of it, of course. But, though she had taken such strong possession of me, though my fancy and my hope were so set upon her, though her influence on my boyish life and character had been all-powerful, I did not, even that romantic morning, invest her with any attributes save those she possessed. I mention this in this place, of a fixed purpose, because it is the clue by which I am to be followed into my poor labyrinth. According to my experience, the conventional notion of a lover cannot be always true. The unqualified truth is, that when I loved Estella with the love of a man, I loved her simply because I found her irresistible. Once for all; I knew to my sorrow, often and often, if not always, that I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be. Once for all; I loved her none the less because I knew it, and it had no more influence in restraining me, than if I had devoutly believed her to be human perfection.-"

"Honey, you need to stop with this book. She can't hear us" Rumpelstiltskin said sighting.

"I do" Thought Emma. But she couldn't talk. It was too much for her. Her head was spinning and she felt so small in her own body. On the bright side, when Belle was reading to her, she felt better. It was hard to explain, but it seemed like everything was going to be alright and she was going to escape her demons once for all. She was taking fully control on herself. But the moment she stopped everything was back to "normal" and she was a mess, again.

"I like to think that I'm helping her… or him. What are you doing to help her?" Asked Belle a little bit angry.

"It's just a stupid book-"

"What did you say?" Belle was suddenly red. She hated people assuming things on books. It was her passion. It had helped them in the past. He couldn't think that reading was stupid. For goodness sake.

"I-I don't…I-"

"What did you say?!" Belle repeated louder.

"Belle-"

"It's not a stupid book. Books aren't stupid. I'm helping with the best I can. We need to do something about this. Or else Emma is going to die! And I can assure you that I'm not going to forget it. Probably neither Henry, Snow nor Charming are going to talk to you. WE NEED TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT EMMA'S CONDITION. You are doing nothing. At least I'm trying." At this point, Belle was screaming. The neighbours were probably hearing everything. Who cares? She just couldn't take his ignorance anymore.

"I'm trying!" Pleaded Mr. Gold.

"Prove it"

"..." He was speechless.

"Exactly. I'm going out."

"Belle, don't go. We need to sort things out."

"You do."

With that, Belle rushed to the door and shout it loudly leaving her husband in the middle of the shop with a confused expression. She walked for about an hour before she decided she wanted some company. She opted for the Charming's one. They were good people, always smiling. She went to the apartment and knocked shyly. To her surprised, Regina was the one opening the door. She let her in and closed the door behind her.

"Hello, Belle"

"I hope I'm interrupting nothing. I just wanted some fresh air." Belle explained shyly.

"Something happened?" Snow asked. The shy nod answered her question. Belle's expression seemed to express that she didn't want to talk about it, so they all decided to ignore it. Snow took a mental note to talk to Belle when they'll be alone.

"I have some news. Emma is presently in the shop. We are all trying to cure her. She is dealing with double identity which means that Neal is…in her. Long story…" Changing the subject, Belle tried to explain the situation.

They talked for the night about the symptoms and how they could save her. Belle tried to explain all that she remember from her stupid books.

Xx

"Emma, is it you?"

"I think"

"How are you?"

"Tired, you?"

"Tired"

"I wish we could rest"

"We can't rest"
"I know"

"Belle was reading a nice book, my favorite."

"Why?"

"Pip get Estella at the end"

"Like you and me? I think I remember you."

"I didn't get you, I died"

"You are still alive"

"I'm you and you are me or I don't know…So I guess yeah, you're right"

"Do you think we'll be able to save ourselves?"

"If we do, I promise, I'm going to marry you"

"Maybe I'll say yes. If I know who you are."
"I know you will. I'll never stop fighting for you"

Xx

It's been a week since Emma hadn't scream. Maybe in fact, Belle had help Emma. Maybe it calmed Neal. I hope. Rumpelstiltskin knew he hadn't been doing a lot of things to help Emma. But he didn't know what could possibly help her. He thought of True Love kiss. It had helped the Charmings, cure the town and many more. The only problem was that her soulmate was inside her. And Neal was inside his. So they couldn't really kiss. He didn't want to ask Hook to do it because he knew it wasn't going to solve anything. Hook wasn't Emma soulmate. He was just a bloody pirate. Maybe he thought he was in love with Emma, but Emma wasn't feeling the same thing. Anyway, Hook couldn't help Neal because they were far from soulmates.

He sat down on a chair behind his desk. He was exhausted. He hadn't had a proper night of sleep since a year. The bags under his eyes grew bigger each day. He wished he could just go to bed and have a god night of sleep. But he knew it wasn't going to end up that way. He would have nightmares all night that would make him even more deprived of sleep. He would finally get up and end up at the place he was currently. He would only lost some precious time if he did it. He decided against it and got up to examine Emma.

Brushing hair from her face, he noticed that she seemed happily asleep, but he knew better than to trust Emma's smile. She was fighting the biggest war she would ever had to face. Looking at the window behind him, hoping to see Belle coming, he noticed the sun had gone up. Another day was starting. He bitted his bottom lip. He decided it was time to open the shop. Maybe he was going to have some customers today. As he placed the "open" cardboard, he got an idea. He knew how he was going to help Emma. He should have thought about it at the beginning! He closed the door and ran towards his desk where his cellphone was hidden.

He dialed Belle's number. With all his excitement, he had to do it five time before he finally had the correct numbers. He pressed the "call" button. Belle answered with a raspy voice at the last ring.

"Belle, I found it my dear! I know how to save Emma" Rumpelstiltskin almost shouted.