*Okay here's Ch 2. This was not specifically shown in the movie, so let's let our imaginations run a little wild ;)

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Her Voice

Beast's POV

Belle had bandaged my arm and we had both sat in front of the fire so the warmth could revive us both. I had fawned over her, checking to make sure her nose didn't stay too pink and that color returned to her cheeks. This was all done covertly of course. I dared not discover yet what her reaction would be to such attentive care from me. But even still, while we sat there before the fire I found myself gravitating towards her and when I brushed against her shoulder ever so slightly, feigning exhaustion, heat had warmed me immediately where we touched.

Mrs. Potts had insisted we immediately get rest after that, fretting about our health. I of course knew I would not get sick, but what of Belle. I did worry for her.

So after we said goodnight and parted, I entered my bed chambers and past my shredded bed and walked over to the rose. I gently slid my paw over the protective glass.

The enchantress had cursed me. Ruined my life. Destroyed my future and my hope. Belle had returned all of these things to me and more. She made my anger towards the witch lessen but not disappear. Oh Belle, I thought.

I picked up the mirror lying beside the rose. I just had to check on her to make sure she wasn't getting sick. I felt like a peeping tom, I mean honestly who uses a magic mirror to spy on their love but my situation is what it is.

"Show me Belle" I demanded. The mirror shimmered to life and there before me was my Belle. She walked tiredly over to the bed and quite simply plopped down.

"Are you alright dear?" Said the talking amour beside her bed worriedly.

"yes" came the soft reply of my love. Her voice was like velvet. I loved to hear her speak and wished that she would saw more if only so I could hear her voice again. "I am just tired is all. I don't know what I was thinking just running out in the middle of the night into a snow storm; but I was just so scared."

"The master" The armoire guessed hesitantly.

"Yes, I shouldn't have been where I was, I admit that. But he had given me a scare unmatched in all my life." Said Belle turning on her side to see her friend as they talked. I felt the guilt grow within me. It had not all been her fault. It was partially mine as well. But if it hadn't happened I do not know if I would feel the way I do now. Almost losing Belle had painfully shown me just how much I need her, and not just for the curse. I need her in order to be happy…or well any form of happy. She lit up my life. Without her, I truly wouldn't care to face the days alone. I don't think I could stand her absence anymore.

"Are you still scared of the master?" The armoire asked gently. I held my breath waiting for Belle's answer as she hesitated a moment.

"No. When he came... he had protected me. He put himself at risk to save my life. I owe him a great deal. In those moments I saw him in the same state as I'd seen him in the west wing. And yet it was completely different. He was defending me and I felt like I could put all of my trust in him, and he had kept me safe. When we got him back in front of the fire and he's woken up I just… couldn't look at him the same way. I couldn't feel afraid of him." I saw the armoire smile.

"Good!" She said cheerfully. "Well off to bed now, off to bed" she said, quickly recovering from any seriousness from the conversation. I saw Belle smile and crawl towards the top of the covers. Her movements seemed a bit pained and I had the sudden urge to collect her in my arms, pull back the covers, and tuck her in myself. What would it feel like to run my claws gently through those deep brown locks?

I heard her whisper a muffled "goodnight" and smiled to myself.

"Good night Belle" I said to the empty room. I put the mirror down and turned back to the mess of my room. I flopped heavily onto the damaged bed and made myself comfortable. I lay there for man moments simply thinking about Belle. Out of all the women in the world she was the only one to find her way to my castle and yet against all odds, she was perfect in every way. My eyes drifted closed as I thought of my new goal, I wanted to hear Belle's beautiful voice more. I would work on that tomorrow.

*Alright, possible leading into next chapter. Again these are going to be short so bare with me on updates. REVIEW!*