AN: Sorry it took a while. I've been battling the stomach flu. Hope you enjoy this chapter.

The next six weeks passed in a bit of a blur for Belle. Gaston kept inviting her to The Heart for lunch and after the fourth or fifth time she didn't even need an invite. Whenever she showed up Smee, Felix, and Keith let her by without even a question. No longer did people whisper and stare when she walked passed their cubicles or tables in catering. People had finally accepted her presence. Even Regina had stopped glaring at her the few times they encountered each other. She had even met Cora Mills herself. The rest of the six weeks might have been a blur, but that she remembered clearly.

She had been on her way to catering about a month after her first visit when Regina had shown up out of no where and started dragging her in the opposite direction. Fear had left her speechless and when Regina had shoved her into a room and blocked the exit Belle was sure she had been found out. When a throat was cleared behind her Belle had turned to find The Cora Mills sitting behind a large ornate desk. Belle was sure that this was the end. Cora had to know her secret and this was going to be the end of Belle French. Any moment The Queen of The Heart was going to pull a gun from underneath that huge desk and end her. Either that or she was going to have Regina do it for her.

Never in a million years did she expect for Cora to offer her tea and ask her how was day was going. She ended up spending half an hour drinking tea and sharing small talk with Cora Mills. When the tea was gone and silence reigned Cora had dismissed her with a wave of her manicured hand. Belle had quickly and quietly left the room in complete shock. When she had later reported the strange meeting to Jefferson and Director Nolan they had congratulated her. She had finally been successfully integrated into The Heart.

For six weeks she had steadily taking any information she could and passing it on to her superiors but not a day went by that she didn't think of Bae, Gold, and the promise she had made in regards to hem. Whenever she heard reference to 'the kid' she would pay extra attention but after six weeks she wasn't much further along in her quest then she had been when she started. She almost believed that maybe, just maybe, Jefferson was right. Maybe she should just forget about her promise and forget about Bae and Gold. But as hopeless as things were at the moment she just couldn't give up. She had made a promise, even if it was just to herself and she was going to fulfill it. She would just have to be patient and wait for an opening. After six weeks of waiting she never expected that opening to literally run into her.

She had been wandering around the hallways one day as she waited for Gaston to get off and had just turned the corner when a body collided into her. She fell on her bum with an 'oof' and when looked up ready to berate whoever hadn't been watching where they had been walking she came face to face with the boy she had been thinking about for six weeks. "Bae!"

Bae looked up in shock, his brown eyes full of distrust. "Who are you?"

"My name is Belle French, I've been looking for you!"

At her words Bae scrambled away from her in fear. Belle cursed silently, realizing too late how that must have sounded. He was obviously trying to get away and she was a stranger claiming to have been searching for him.

"I'm not going back, you'll have to kill me!"

"Bae please be quiet!"

"I'm not going back!"

He was being too loud, someone was going to find them. Snapping forward Belle pressed a hand over his mouth. "Listen to me. I'm trying to help you, but you've got to listen to me."Bae tried to break away but she held on tight. "I know about your papa. I'm going to get you free but you have to be quiet. Can you do that?" She waited for him to nod before slowly drawing back her hand. When he didn't immediately start running away she relaxed some. "Thank you."

"You said you know my papa?" He was still watching her suspiciously, eyes darting around looking for an exit.

"I know of him. I heard Regina and Jones talking about you two and I saw you guys at the cabin."

"You're lying. You weren't there!"

"Yes I was, you saw me too. In the tree?"

She could see the realization dawn on him and some of the distrust leave his eyes. "Why were you there? Who are you?"

"I told you I'm Belle French. I work for the CIA. I'm gathering intelligence on The Heart."

"What does that have to do with me and Papa?"

"When I came across you guys I couldn't get you out of my mind. I made a promise to get you both free and I swear to you wit will happen. But we have to wait until the time is right. If I tried to do it now we could all be killed."

Bae started to talk but the sound of rapid approaching heels had him uttering something else. "Regina."

Belle sprung into action, jumping up and pulling Bae up too. "I promise to get you out but for now you just have to trust me." She was whispering in his ear as she gripped him by the back of his shirt. "I trust you Belle."

Regina came around the corner, her eyes alight with fury and a bump forming on her head. When she took in the sight before her Belle could see her eyes narrow with suspicion. "What are you doing?"

"The kid almost ran me down, yelling something about getting out of here. I figure he escaped from somewhere and I was just bring him to Ms. Mills office." Belle held her breath, waiting for any reaction to determine if Regina had bought her fib. After a moment Regina came forward and snatched a struggling Bae away. "I'll take him."

Belle stepped away with a sneer and a shrug. "Fine with me, take him."

Regina gave her an appraising look before nodding and dragging Bae away. Bae glanced back only once and she gave him the most comforting smile she could. Hopefully he wouldn't be here much longer. She would get him out of this hell hole.

Hope you've enjoyed it!