Forget Me Not

Chapter 2

It took a few hours to make all the necessary phone calls, but by 10pm that night Mr. Gold felt prepared enough to fill in Emma on what he had figured out. He sat at his kitchen table and took a moment to look at Belle's picture one more time before setting it next to his cup of tea. The cup that she had chipped so many years ago. He dialed Emma's number and waited for her to answer. When she did finally pick up the phone she sounded tired, but happy that he had gotten back to her so quickly. Their conversation was short, an exchange of pleasantries and then a discussion of when and where to meet to discuss the details. Although it made Emma a little uncomfortable, she finally agreed to meet him tomorrow afternoon at his cabin in the woods.

That night Mr. Gold was not plagued by horrible nightmares of his beautiful Belle, but instead had his first peaceful sleep in as long as he could remember. He dreamed of his beauty, of her soft caresses and passionate kisses. He dreamed that they were back in his castle, back in the world of fairy tales and happy endings.

"I love you Rumpelstiltskin." "I know dearie, I love you too." She leaned up and placed a passionate kiss on his lips. Rumpelstiltskin closed his eyes and sighed. Her fingers were caressing the back of his neck and his hands were slowly moving up and down her sides. He could feel her warmth. He could smell her. She always smelled like roses. As they broke their kiss she was smiling at him. Her beautiful smile. Rumpelstiltskin began to peck soft kisses down her neck and onto her shoulders. She began to lean her head back "Yes…," she sighed. "Rumpelstiltskin, please…please make me yours." "But you are mine, dearie…forever." "Please…I need you," said Belle. Rumpelstiltskin stopped his attention on her neck and stared into her eyes, "What are you asking dearie?" He saw her lust, her desire for him, but he also saw her love for him. Belle leaned up close to his ear. He could feel her breath on his face. "Make me yours. Make love to me," she whispered. With those words Rumpelstiltskin was lost, he couldn't hold back any more and he kissed her with all the passion he had. Their hands began to fumble with laces and buttons. It seemed like an eternity, but eventually her dress came undone and his shirt disappeared. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to his room, to his bed, and laid her on it gently, as if she would break. She pulled him down to her and kissed him. Belle's hands roamed the plains of his chest and shoulders. "My love," She whispered over and over again as his mouth moved from hers to her neck and collar bone and down further, to her chest. She was so beautiful he couldn't help but stare. She was perfect. He massaged one breast with his left hand as his mouth took the other. Belle let out a soft moan and Rumpelstiltskin smiled to himself.

The alarm was a blaring loud sound that immediately pulled him from his dream. Mr. Gold just lay there, staring at the ceiling of his bedroom while the alarm continued to ring. He sighed, Soon, he thought, and rolled over to turn off the alarm and began to get ready to meet Emma.

At the cabin, Mr. Gold explained to Emma that he had a few of the hospital staff on his payroll and that he called in a few favors. This would get them in and out of the hospital without being noticed. That part of the plan actually seemed to be the easy part. The next part of the plan was to figure out a way to keep her safe and away from Regina. Mr. Gold suggested that she stay at his home, or here in his cabin, but Emma was not having any of that. Somehow he knew that would be a long shot, Emma may have come to him for help, but she certainly still didn't trust him. That's when the sheriff smiled and said that while Mr. Gold was off making dirty deals, she had actually found a legal loophole. There was an old Storybrooke law that allowed for the sheriff to place a citizen under direct police protection if the sheriff had probable cause that the citizen's life or well-being was endangered. Mr. Gold smiled, clever girl… he thought, "This is very good news indeed. I knew I liked you Sheriff," he said. Emma just nodded her head, "So when is this whole operation going down? I'm kind of anxious to do some damage to Regina's sense of control over this town." Mr. Gold gave Emma a smirk and just said, "How about tomorrow night dearie? All I have to do is make one phone call and all our ducks should be in a row." "Sounds good to me. Let's do it."

The next day both Mr. Gold and Sheriff Swan were busy making their preparations. Mr. Gold opened his shop right on schedule the next morning. After all it would look suspicious if his shop was closed two days in a row. Wouldn't want anyone snooping where they are not wanted. It seemed that luck was on his side, business was slower than usual and he had no deals to collect on, so Mr. Gold spent the majority of his time in the back room setting up their breaking and entering/escape plans with his contacts at the hospital.

Meanwhile, at the station Emma was also preparing for their big plans. She may have found that loophole, but it seemed that finding the correct paperwork to file was going to be trickier. She always did hate paperwork. However, after a few hours of searching through dusty old law books, Emma Swan found exactly what she was looking for. It appeared that her luck was changing after all. She immediately began making photocopies and reading every single word on every single piece of paper. There was no way she was going to let Regina wiggle out of this one on a technicality. She just hoped that she could trust Mr. Gold to come through on his end of the deal. It seemed that she had guessed right. The girl did mean something to Mr. Gold, and despite the fact that she really didn't like him, she thought even he deserved to be happy.

That night it seemed that luck was still on their side because Mr. Gold and Emma pulled up to the back door of the hospital completely unnoticed. "Are you sure you can trust your people? We can't afford to have this backfire in our faces," whispered Emma. Mr. Gold just rolled his eyes, "Of course I can trust them, no one except you would dare to back out on me," said Mr. Gold as he walked to the door and tapped on it 2 times with his cane. The door immediately opened and a large orderly was standing there. "Hurry sir, you don't have much time. The head nurses should be back in about 20 minutes, my distraction won't hold them forever," said the man. "Good, then let's get moving," said Emma as she moved past the man and into the psych ward of the hospital.

Once inside, both Emma and Mr. Gold realized that it was abnormally dark in the ward. "Is it always like this?" Emma asked. "Yes, Regina has a strict policy on light in the ward, she says it makes the patient crazy…I think she just wants the girl to be as miserable as possible," said the orderly. Although they couldn't see it, Mr. Gold's face was contorted into rage. Regina would pay for what she had done to him and to his beautiful Belle. They hurried down the hall and finally reached a metal door with 3 locks, no window and a small slot made to fit a food tray. There was no patient name in the name plate. The orderly quickly took out the keys and began unlocking the door. Within a matter of seconds they had the door unlocked and opened. Mr. Gold and Emma stood in the doorway and saw a thin girl lying on a concrete bed. She was breathing peacefully, but not moving. "Shit, they have her sedated…wasn't expecting that," said Emma, "We will have to carry her to the car, hurry up and help me." Emma and the orderly rushed into the room and lifted the girl up gently. The orderly cradled her in his arms as Mr. Gold looked on. He was jealous. That was his Belle; he was the one that was supposed to hold her. Mr. Gold shook those thoughts from his head; he would have plenty of time later. Mr. Gold began to lead the way back to the door. Once they were back outside, Emma quickly ran around and opened the back seat door and the passenger door, "Hurry up. Get in. We are running out of time. Just lay her on the back seat." Then Emma hopped in the car and started the engine. The orderly backed away from the car. "Are you going to be ok? Will they suspect you in anything?" asked Emma. Mr. Gold interrupted, "No, he will be perfectly covered, trust me, I have taken care of that myself." Emma gave Mr. Gold a curious look, she wasn't sure if she should believe him, but the orderly seemed to so I guess that was good enough for her, and she backed out of the lot and drove off.