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Part 4

The minutes stretched on and Rumple was getting restless with the waiting. He began pacing the sidewalk as Belle, Lily-Rose, and Henry watched on. Belle could tell that Henry wanted to say something to make him feel better, but he wasn't sure how to form the exact words. Her intended was a difficult man to comfort and reason with so she didn't fault Henry for hesitating.

Nevertheless, Henry Mills decided to give it a go. Walking right up to Mr. Gold, he blocked him from his pacing. "I know you're upset Mr. Gold, but my Mom will bring him back. She knows the right things to say, and I bet, that right now… she's speaking to him and telling him how much you love him and how you want to see him and make things right."

"Thank you Henry but I fear it won't be that easy. Things have been complicated," Rumple said with distaste for the word. After all, he was the one that made it so.

"I know. My book told me what happened, but you're here right now. That makes it different from back then. He would want to know what you have to say and when he does return… well, you can tell him what you mean and meet Belle and Lily-Rose. Then you can go back to Storybrooke and live happily ever after as a family!"

Rumple let out a weary smile. The child meant well and he could tell that was exactly what Henry wanted for the Dark One. He wanted him to have a happily ever after as did his charming grandparents and for him as well, what with finding his birth mother and making her believe that fairy tales and magic was real.

If Henry could make a skeptic become a believer… then it's possible for an estranged son and father to make amends.

"I wish Bae was here. I want to meet my brother!" Lily-Rose declared with a pout.

Belle chuckled. "You will in time. It's just that your brother and Papa have a lot to talk about and a lot of things to work through. We have to be patient."

"I guess," Lily-Rose said in a deflated sigh. "Silly boys. Right Mommy?"

Belle looked at her fiancé as they exchanged a secretive smile. "Right."

Ten more minutes passed and there was no sign of Emma returning or his son. The wait was agonizing in itself, but this was killing Rumple. Did the Savior catch up to him? Is she talking to him now, trying to convince him to come back? Or did she lose him entirely?

The uncertainty was maddening and it got to the point where Rumple couldn't wait anymore. Yes, he couldn't go after them not without magic on his side, but he had no magic in this place. There was no way he could heal his leg and run after Ms. Swann and his boy. But he wasn't going to stand around and do nothing. He had questions and damnit… he was going to get some answers.

Belle looked up to see him stalking back into the apartment building. Not sure what he was planning to do, she got the children and they went inside. They got there in time as Rumple began pushing all the buttons until the loud buzz went off to let him in.

"What are you doing Rumple!?" exclaimed Belle.

Grabbing the door, he turned. "I'm going to find my son. He might have left but there could be a clue somewhere about his life and where he might go in there. I have to do this Belle. I'm sorry but I cannot keep waiting for Ms. Swann to come back."

He went through and Henry was close behind. "I can help too Mr. Gold!"

Belle sighed. She should go with them, but she had a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach. Unfortunately, there was no point in trying to talk sense into her fiancé since he had his mind made up. With Lily-Rose still in her arms, she followed the two boys and hoped this wouldn't backfire.

It didn't take long to find Bae's apartment. While Henry kept watch, Rumple went about to pick the lock. In no time he had it unlocked and they all ushered inside before someone could catch them in the act. Belle closed the door and set her daughter down so she could help Rumple. Of course, what they were looking for she didn't have a clue but she would do whatever she could to help him.

The apartment was small but it was a decent size for one person. It was well-kept, and as Belle had predicted, he had all sorts of interesting knick-knacks all over the place. She couldn't help the fond smile from growing as she looked around at how much it reminded her of the pawn shop. Of course, Rumple had more antiques, but Bae had a collection of where he had travelled and other oddities and signs that he must have felt some sentimental value. However, it was Lily-Rose that captured her attention as the little girl wandered over to the window where a yellow dream catcher was hung.

Her expression was of strict concentration, and when Belle lowered her knees to see what it was that had engrossed Lily-Rose so much, the toddler gasped in surprise. "Emma?"

"What is it honey?" Belle asked.

Lily-Rose pointed up at the dream catcher. "I see Emma, Mommy."

Belle looked too and frowned. She didn't see anything other than the sun's glare that was reflecting. "I don't see Ms. Swann. C'mon. Let's see what else we can find to help your Papa."

Lily-Rose blew a loose strand of hair from her face, but she allowed her mother to move her away from the object. After all, Papa and Mommy had said that magic worked differently here and it was possible her powers were acting funny. From what Henry had shared about his mother and what they had read about her brother, there was no way they had crossed paths.

Meanwhile, Rumple was becoming more anxious as he went through each room. There wasn't much for him to grasp his son's situation or learn what kind of man he had become. It was obvious he had done a lot of travelling, but there were no pictures lying around to inform him whether or not his son was married, had a family, or a girlfriend, friends, nothing. He really knew how to cover his tracks and he didn't know whether or not if he should be proud or not. At least his son knew how to protect himself and he was safe, but that didn't help Rumple from learning what he could about the man his son had grown up to be.

Feeling hopeless once more, Rumple sat at the edge of the bed with his cane between his legs. Staring at the golden handle, he didn't know what to do other than he had no choice but to wait. Again.

If Ms. Swann couldn't bring him back, then his son would come home eventually. And Rumple would be waiting for him.

"Rumple?"

He looked up as Belle stood in the doorway. "Hey," she said softly.

"Hey," he rejoined.

"Did you find anything?"

He shook his head. "Nothing of importance. But he'll be back at some point. I'll just have to stay."

"Do you think that wise?" Belle questioned. "Maybe we should go back to the hotel and try again tomorrow."

"No." He was firm in that answer. "You can take the kids back with Ms. Swann, but I am staying. I have to do this Belle. I have to stay and speak to my son."

"I know that but…" Belle's voice trailed off. "Rumple, even if he suspects you're here… do you think he will come back, knowing there's a chance you're here?"

If Rumple had to be honest, then the answer would be no. Not that would he blame his son but a part of him was still hoping that a small part of the teenage boy that had loved his Papa would be there… who would want to see him again. He couldn't leave now. Not when he was so close to achieving his dreams of being reunited once more.

"I'm staying Belle. I'm done running away."

It wasn't the response she was looking for, but at least he was adamant in his decision. And in that she was proud of him for standing his ground. If Bae knew how much courage this took, then he would see that his father had changed. There could be a chance to salvage their relationship.

"All right. But promise me you won't stay too late. If Bae doesn't come back, then we will try again tomorrow. And the next day. We won't go back to Storybrooke until you've seen him."

"Thank you." Rumple was relieved that Belle was so understanding and that she knew how important this was to him. His whole purpose… his existence was for his son. He took on the Dark One to save his boy from certain death and he created the Dark Curse in order to bring himself to whatever realm his son was trapped in. Even when he had the obstacle of being enslaved to Belle's former husband… at least she had been on his side once she had learned the truth and helped him in his plan to make sure this could happen. Even when the Curse was finally broken, Belle was ready to go back and help him find his son. And here they were after all these years…

Rumple rose on his legs to see Belle and the children out. Before they left, Henry had asked if he could use the bathroom quick. Belle nodded as he ran to it. Looking at her True Love, Belle cupped his cheek. "You're doing the right thing, Rumple. No matter what happens… your presence will make the entire world a difference. If Henry could forgive Emma for adopting him out, then Bae will do the same when he realizes how much you love him."

"I hope so Belle. I really do." He leaned into her for a kiss and just before they could touch… Lily-Rose started tugging on their hands, bouncing up and down. "Look! Papa, Mommy! It's him! It's Bae!"

Breaking apart, the lovers looked over to the doorway and to their amazement… there stood Emma with a man next to her.

For a moment, time seemed to have stood still as Rumple finally gazed upon his son—his adult son. Even Belle was frozen beside him that no one seemed to notice Emma slipping in with a very strange look on her face, but keeping her guard up as her eyes seemed to be relieved that Henry wasn't nearby. She snuck into the next room, leaving the newly reunited family alone.

The years had been kind to him, but there was no ignoring the youthful spark that vanished in his eyes. There was no pride or glowing admiration for his father, just a dull and flat and hard look in his brown eyes as he locked gazes with the man that was his torment for so many years. Even his jaw was locked like he was forcing himself to keep his mouth shut so he wouldn't have an outburst or create a scene in the hall. Or perhaps, the Savior had said something to him that kept him so rigid and tight-lipped.

Belle observed the young man and noticed right away how handsome he was. He had his father's eyes, but it was obvious he took after his mother more so. His hair was much darker than Rumple's and he was taller, although it was clear to her that he had his father's temper. His countenance held nothing back as he stared at the man with animosity and anger.

Then in a split second, his focus shifted to Belle and Lily-Rose and all that fury disappeared as he regarded them with astonishment. He blinked several times as if to be sure they were standing there and were not some kind of mirage. When it was clear they were actually real, Baelfire shook his head and let out a low whistle.

"I didn't believe her at first, but I can't believe it. I truly cannot believe that my father has another family." Stepping in front of Belle, he searched her face, trying to detect something… anything to indicate the truth to his next question. "So… what deal did you make that ended up having the Dark One's child?"

xxXXxx

Avonlea

The room became deadly silent. No one wanted to look but couldn't help be drawn to the imposing figure.

Taking center stage, the Evil Queen stood in all her glory with the sleek elegant gown of velvet ebony, the shoulders rising up like horns, plunging neckline and a necklace of diamonds and black sapphires cascading at her throat. Her raven hair was piled high on top of her head with a diamond pin fastened in place. Her lips were painted in a very dark purple—almost black—to match the piercing and bold hue of her eyes that ensnared her prey instantly.

With an uplifted smirk, she slitter towards the Council members, delighted at their startled expressions and flashes of fear.

"Oh, do go on. Don't stop on my account," Regina purred.

Belle sat up on her chair, her blue eyes narrowing severely towards the Evil Queen. She had no right to come in here interrupting their meeting. Even though the topic in question pertained to her, Regina wasn't allowed to be present unless she was invited. And frankly, Belle didn't want her in her home for any reason.

Sneaking a peek at her husband, Belle was surprised to see that Gaston didn't seem fazed about Regina's intrusion. It was almost like he expected her to show up.

What was going on? Did her husband invite her to come to the Council meeting after all? If so, then why didn't he tell her? What was he hiding?

The answer to any one of those questions didn't bode well to her and Belle wished Rumple was here for support. At least he was an equal adversary to the Evil Queen and he knew her game. Nothing would slip from Rumple's watchful eye and he would be able to confide in her about what to expect.

But Rumple wasn't here. And Gaston couldn't match Regina's power. There was little protection to be found if the Evil Queen decided to use her magic, which Belle hoped would not be the case.

Yet the question remained… What reasons could Gaston have for allowing that woman to be here?

"Queen Regina," Gaston spoke, breaking the still and stifling silence. "Welcome. I'm afraid we weren't expecting guests as you can see."

He was putting on a face to prove he was just as stunned as everyone else, but Belle knew better. Gaston might fool the rest of these older men, but not his wife.

"I see," Regina said, her eyelashes flicking coyly. "How rude of me to interrupt your discussion. But as it were… I happened to catch a couple of minutes of your debate as I was leaving my calling card and overheard my name. Naturally, I was curious to see what it was that you were talking so fervently about. So imagine my shock when I hear that your loyalty is conflicted. After all, did Avonlea not pledge its friendship to me not that long ago?"

The soft murmurs of consent spread throughout the room, but a few dissenting ones kept wisely quiet. They knew better than to speak out in the Evil Queen's presence, unless they wish to be turned into a snail.

Nodding approvingly, Regina smiled. "So I thought. That's good to know my friend is with me. Yet, I can't help but be distressed that you were talking about me. Either you're planning a surprise party in my honor or—" At this, she dragged out the word, giving each advisor a chilly warning glance. "Or—you're planning on siding with my step-daughter in order to stop me from casting my Curse." Then she cackled. "Of course that is plain silly since you are my allies. Why would you turn your back on me for some girl who happened to have murdered her beloved father and my doting husband? It's outrageous when she has been living a life of crime and degrading my good name for her ridiculous claim on my kingdom. She's the monster, not me. But here we all are. Why is that I wonder?"

Regina came around and placed her hands on top of one member's chair. As she spoke, the familiar scent of burning wood filled the room and the man jumped out of his spot as the whole chair suddenly disintegrated.

"That's enough!" Belle shouted, no longer standing for this act of intimidation and bullying. If none of these men will stand up to her, then so be it. The Queen of Avonlea will have her say. "You crossed the line Regina. We were peacefully discussing Avonlea's future before you rudely barged in here with your threats. You have no rule over here so if I were you, I would hold my tongue if you truly value this friendship."

There was a swirl of pride within Belle at how taken aback Regina was with her outburst. Clearly, she wasn't expecting the Queen to be a quiet little bookworm after all. She reveled in the fact she managed to unhinge the Evil Queen, and knew if Rumple witnessed this… he would joke at Regina's expense. The thought of her clever imp put a small smile on Belle's face, but her resolve was solid like a rock as she stared down at Regina.

"Belle!" Gaston hissed, evidently not at all pleased by his wife's comments. Standing next to Belle, he looked across at Regina, beseechingly, "Forgive my wife's outburst. She didn't mean to imply that you don't value our alliance. And as for our gathering here… we would never make a rash decision based on gossip and slander."

Furious at his brushing off, Belle glared at him. "Husband, the Queen has overstepped her boundaries. Our meetings and business are of no concern for her. It's Avonlea's and Avonlea's alone."

Before Gaston could object, Regina interjected. "Your wife has made a point. Maybe in my haste I have come off as rude and disrespectful. I did not come here with the intentions to start a fight."

No, Belle thought. But you came to end one.

"Forgive me. I see a lot of potential for our kingdoms to grow, and I have been feeling a lot more sensitive these days. Sometimes my emotions seem to get the best of me." Her tone held all the sweet overtures of humility, yet it was thinly veiled with mockery. She couldn't care less if she offended Avonlea or not, and her apology was a poor excuse to maintain the so-called "friendship" she insisted they had. Well, Regina might have fooled everyone present, but not Belle. She had some other ulterior motive, but what?

"Then again," Regina began. "Avonlea owes so much to me. Were it not for my help, this kingdom would be nothing but ruins and ogres running amuck. Isn't that right King Gaston?"

With the precise execution of a well-planned strategy, Regina's smirk deepened as the room all at once combusted with questions and cries to Gaston about the meaning of this.

Belle's stomach plummeted because she knew what Regina meant. Rumple told her the story once and it was one she never forgot. Ironically, they did owe a lot to Regina, but Belle refused to accept that it had been the only way to defeat the ogres. Yet, after all this time… she was coming out in the open with this announcement. The only purpose Regina had to do so was to demonstrate she had the real power here, not the true monarchs. It all clicked in Belle's mind now, confirming her worst fears possible.

"Sire, what is she talking about?"

"My Lord… what did you do?"

As the demands and questions rose, Gaston's face continued to grow pale and withdrawn. While she wasn't pleased with his earlier actions, Belle couldn't help but feel her heart clench for him. Despite his occasional misogyny, he was a good man beneath it all. It was unfortunate that he was tricked and deceived by the Evil Queen to retrieve the Dark One's dagger and control him for the purpose of saving the kingdom. And like everything else in this land… it came with a price. And that price was Regina with the intent to be paid in full.

Of course, Belle recognized this moment. Although her husband made a mistake, he could redeem himself right now before his advisors and people. All he had to do was stand up and speak the truth—admit his faults, reveal once and for all Regina's true character and nature, and vow to do good by his people by aligning himself with Snow White. They will love him more for standing up to Regina and proving once again that they are an impenetrable force.

Instead, he sat there with his guilt upon his countenance and not a single word on his tongue.

Belle's hope deflated and her anger was renewed by his cowardliness. He was a knight! He fought many battles, even fought the ogres! And at his people's time of need for a hero, he shies away from it?!

Smirking, Regina undoubtedly approved of the King's passive actions. "It is quite obvious when you think about it, but who do you think told a simple knight about a magical dagger that could control one of the most powerful beings in this world?"

Then for the theatrics, her arms waved over as a puff of purple smoke covered her and parted to show an old hag in rags. Then with a snap of her fingers, Regina was restored to her normal self with a pleased smug look upon that twisted visage.

"You're welcome," Regina said in a singsong voice as the realization swept across the room. Her transformation was just another slap to the face at how she fooled Gaston and it was pretty clear that the King hadn't expected to be duped, but to parade it in front of his face? The pain and humiliation was right there and Belle did the only thing that she could to ease his suffering…

She took his hand, looping her arm through his. She squeezed it affectionately and encouragingly as if to say—hey, I am right here beside you. This did not in any way affect her temper. Belle was still livid that he didn't stick up alongside of her, but for her to refuse him now would mean another victory for Regina. She would love to see the royal family in a rift and Belle refused to do anything that would give her that satisfaction. Later on, she will speak to Gaston privately, but for now… they were partners in the sight of the Evil Queen and that would have to suffice.

Seeing the display of unity, Regina could only arched her brow with indifference. "How quaint," she sneered. "How cute that you two stand next to each other—the happy couple."

Belle didn't like her tone or the flippant way she emphasized the word "happy." What else could this horrid woman have on her agenda? Rumple had warned her that she needed to be careful around Regina. There was no mistaken that she had the uncanny ability to unlock or see through a person and reveal their darkest secrets. As far as Belle knew, she always had her guard up in the short time she had met Regina. Her gut instinct when they met was to keep a tight lid on any weaknesses she might have. Rumple had clammed up and maintained a stoic and indifferent appearance. If he was worried about her, then Belle knew she should be too.

Calling upon her strength, Belle stared at Regina with unwavering magnitude. She would not let this woman get to her. No matter what… she couldn't show her anxiety or fears.

It was the best course of action since Regina had her focus on the petite beauty. She hadn't counted on her lashing out at her, but it took some guts. More so than her sniveling step-brat who high-tailed and ran every time she got near. Of course, things with Snow were changing, but that was beside the point. This Belle… this beloved figurehead was something else.

"I almost forgot," Regina said after a tense moment of silence. "I never once inquired about the health of the baby princess. What was her name again?"

Inwardly, Belle blanched but as a fierce mother lioness… she steadied her countenance. The game wasn't over.

"Lily-Rose," Gaston answered, his reply wary. "She is well. Why do you ask?"

After what Belle told him about the rumors, it was apparent Gaston was now standing up to the threat. Despite what people thought, he did care and love her, which filled Belle with pride that he was finding his backbone. Yet, he had no idea the child he was protecting wasn't his and that only made this situation worse than it was. But right now… Gaston was the only father in Lily-Rose's world and he was doing what any loving father would do. That was enough.

"Lily-Rose," Regina repeated with deliberate delicateness. "It's a very pretty name. I'm glad to hear the princess is well. From what I've been hearing… Well, you know how it is with young children. They can catch some of the nastiest things."

A couple of the soldiers present in the room had their hands moving to the hilts of their swords, their bodies waiting for the orders to take action. Belle shook her head, knowing that these highly trained men would be drowning in their own blood if they were to attack the Evil Queen. No… they needed to stand down. Reluctantly, they slowly withdrew their hands away from their weapons, but all the while keeping a watchful gaze on Regina in case she tried to pull something.

Regina watched the scene with a roll of her eyes. As if they could really stop her.

"Regina, I think it's time for you to leave. You have worn out your welcome," Belle told her. Then on an added note, "And you shouldn't have threatened our daughter."

She snorted. "Threatened? If I really wanted to threaten your precious baby, then I would have put some hex on her. Maybe have her prick her finger or some nonsense that would leave her asleep for eternity. Then again, perhaps she's already cursed. The Dark One wouldn't let his enslavement go by without punishment."

"You—" Belle started but Gaston pulled his hand away from hers.

"I believe you didn't hear my wife. The door is over there behind you," Gaston said, pointing to it.

"All right, all right. I can take a hint," Regina said, turning on her heel. But she paused and looked back at the couple. "I wasn't kidding about the Dark One. He will come for you and he will get you where it will hurt the most. Your precious Lily-Rose will be the perfect target, unless you pledge your loyalty to me. I have ways of ensuring the Dark One won't come a-calling and your child and the rest of your kingdom will continue to be safe from any other horrible threat that might come this way. All I ask is that you will stand by my side and you will be greatly rewarded."

"Done," Gaston said, which Belle gave a cry of protest.

"Excellent." Regina's lips curled. "Then it's final. Avonlea will be under my protection and you are free to go about your daily lives." With a bow of her head, Regina waved her hands and she immediately vanished in thin air.

xXx

"Why would you do such a thing? You can't trust her Gaston! And now, we're stuck to do her dirty work with our people being used to Gods know what out there." Belle was frustrated. No. Livid. She was furious that her husband had so readily agreed to be on Regina's side after everything she had done in that Council room.

"I didn't have a choice Belle." His tone was clipped and terse but there was weariness as well. "What would you have me do? She could have easily killed everyone in that room and Lily-Rose if she should wish it. She's powerful."

"She was goading us. I don't believe she would have carried her threats out on us. She would have too much to lose if she did. She wanted to humiliate you and make you unfit to rule, which she wouldn't have succeeded if you stood up to her."

Gaston was pacing and then locked glares with his wife. "Belle, there are some things you don't understand, and frankly, never will. You have no idea how I feel or why I did what I did. As for repairing the damage in our relationship with Regina, I had to say what needed to be said. I'd rather be indebted to her than worry about when the Dark One will come to our door and murder us in our sleep."

"No! Rumple, wouldn't—" Belle slipped with the endearing nickname of her lover's, which didn't go unnoticed by her husband.

"Rumple?" Gaston repeated incredulously.

Sighing, Belle said, "The man had a name. I thought he could use a friend after the way you would often treat him. And he was my protector. I wasn't going to spend my time ignoring him when he was in my presence."

"A friend? Belle, he is the Dark One! He's a madman, a monster! He isn't someone you can rely on in your time of need."

"There was more to him than that," she argued. "He saved us all from death."

"Yes because of me!" Gaston roared. "I risked my life in finding that blasted dagger. I risked everything dear to me whenever I ordered a command to that imp. He hated me Belle. He hated that I controlled him and that he couldn't do anything to change that. I saw his eyes. I saw the loathing and the desire to kill me whenever we were in the same room. That fiend was biding his time before he could run free and somehow I was stupid enough to leave the dagger in a place where he had accessed to it. It was my fault not keeping a closer and firmer grip on that dagger, and now the Dark One is out there plotting Gods know what! I can't take the risk Belle regardless of what Regina says or does. She is human… closer to human than the Dark One and I failed to keep him close, but at least I can with her."

Belle's eyes widened at her husband's revelation. All this time… while she was too busy in despair over Rumple leaving her and Lily-Rose, she forgot what his escape might have had on Gaston. Of course he would feel it was his fault. He was the owner of the dagger and Rumple's master. However, she never once asked him how he felt or wondered if Rumple being out there was tearing him apart. She never gave him the comfort he probably needed or the reassurances that nothing bad will happen. Gods, how many nights did he have sleepless ones?

Once more she was feeling torn. On one hand, she was mad he didn't do more to stand up to Regina, but hearing him right now about why he was justified in doing so made sense. She couldn't fault him for siding with a devil that he could anticipate while Rumple was a wild card. Then on the other, she was mad at herself for not giving a damn when Gaston needed it the most and for not coming clean about her regards for Rumple. If her husband knew that the Dark One changed and that he wouldn't harm Avonlea, then he wouldn't have jumped so quickly at Regina's offer.

Of course that meant coming clean about her relationship with Rumple and that she loved him.

"Gaston," Belle said gently, her countenance serious. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I had no idea how you felt. I should have seen it and I—"

"It's no matter," he said, shaking his head. "You were busy with Lily-Rose. That is part of your duties. There is nothing you could have done."

"That's not all." She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Gaston, I should have told you beforehand. But believe me when I tell you that we have no need to fear Rumplestiltskin."

Gaston wasn't facing her, which was going to make this somewhat easier to do. She had to be brave. She knew that Gaston put a lot on the line for her daughter, and she prayed that he wouldn't take it out on the little princess. Be angry at me. Don't turn away from Lily-Rose please, her mind begged.

"He wouldn't harm us. Or you. Or Lily-Rose."

Gaston gave a sardonic snort and looked over his shoulder at her. "Belle, as much as I appreciate your optimism and your ability to find good in others, there is nothing good about the Dark One. Any impression he gave you was nothing but a trick. He wanted you to believe you were friends, I see that now. It's a smart strategy, one I would have employed if I ever fallen with the enemy. It's the only way to gain their trust so you can make your escape…"

His voice trailed off as if something clicked in his head and he looked at her now with an accusatory glint in his gray eyes. "No… It couldn't… Belle, tell me you didn't…"

"Gaston—"

He backed away from her, shaking his head. "All this time! All this time I thought I was too careless or complacent for not taking greater measures in preventing him from discovering the dagger. But it was you, wasn't it? You knew. You knew where I hid it and he—"

Knowing there was no point in lying, Belle nodded. "I did. I gave him the dagger Gaston."

His jaw flexed and his shoulders were tensed as his body trembled with such force. For a moment, Belle was afraid he would do something he would regret. Seeing the cloudy gaze in his eyes and the clenching of his fists… she wasn't sure what to expect from her husband.

Then he left the room without another word or glance.

Belle didn't remember falling to her knees, but she did. She knew she was lucky he hadn't lashed out in his anger, but it didn't make her feel better that she hurt him. It was bound to happen, it was inevitable. Ever since she met Rumple and fell in love with him, she knew that the day would come when she would have no choice but to crush Gaston's heart.

She knew. She knew and yet the reality still stung like Hell as tears blinded her.

Covering her mouth, Belle sobbed into her palm. She really made a mess and it wouldn't be long before Gaston would put it all together about Lily-Rose's paternity.

Lily-Rose…

She was with Hannah but Belle had to see her.

Lowering her hand, she stood up and was surprised to realize her legs weren't weak or heavy like she assumed it would be after such a confrontation. Then, like magic, it clicked.

She mourned what her actions done to Gaston, but she couldn't feel sorry for herself. She knew full well what her decisions were and the consequences that would follow once she found out she was pregnant. All this time she was trying to spare everyone's feelings, even Rumple's, but it was imminent that someone was going to be burned. There was no avoiding that now and she had to push on.

Rubbing her eyes and wiping away the stray tears, Belle walked out with her head held high as she sought out Hannah.

She found them playing with her dolls in the nursery. As soon as Belle entered, Hannah looked up smiling at her mistress but then frowned. Something didn't feel right. Yet, Belle didn't speak a word and glided across the room where Lily-Rose beamed at her mother in greeting.

Belle picked her up and hugged her close. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, feeling so much calmer now with her daughter in her embrace.

"Milady?" Hannah spoke softly. "Is everything all right?"

Belle pulled her head back and gazed into Lily-Rose's big, wide brown eyes. "Yes. Everything is all right Hannah." Running a tender touch through her hair, Belle turned to her friend. "Gaston knows I helped Rumple escape."

Hannah gasped. "D-does he know—?"

"No. Not yet," Belle said. "But eventually he will become suspicious. I can't keep lying to him anymore. It's not fair for all of us."

"I understand." Hannah nodded. "But milady… Didn't the fairy tell you that he is locked up?"

"Yes. Rumple is somewhere out there. And I know that I cannot go out and search for him without someone figuring out that Lily-Rose is special. She will be a target and I refuse to put her in any more danger than she already is given with the Evil Queen's visit. I have to know for sure where Rumple is being kept so we can go to him at once. It's the only way."

"How will you know?"

Belle shrugged. "I have to keep my faith that Nova will find out for me. I know Rumple. He wasn't captured on purpose. He planned it somehow or he knew it would happen. Anyways, it couldn't have been a trick or else it would be too easy for it happen. Something else was done to make sure he was good and trapped. And if that's the case then I will need to know how to free him."

"I take it you will return to the library again?"

Belle grinned. "Of course. Where else will I find my answers?"

xXx

Her search this time around ended up much more satisfactory than the search on fairies. The only way to capture someone magical was by magical means. And for that someone being the Dark One he wasn't as invincible like most people believed. Even he had a weakness and it happened to be one of the strangest of things—magical squid ink.

The very idea of squid ink being the one thing to trap a force like the Dark One was downright laughable. Yet, here in her books, the texts were adamant the properties of the ink would bind the person using it or touching it. Of course, squid ink wasn't widely available everywhere. It was a rare substance and one that was difficult to collect.

But not so for whoever imprisoned Rumple. They found a way.

As for freeing someone… it read that eventually the affects wore off. That was good news, but once it did… how could they keep him locked up without repeatedly using the squid ink on him?

"Another spell," Belle mused aloud. All these spells and magic was starting to become a headache, but Belle couldn't give up. At least now that she knew the squid ink was probably used against him she could ask Nova when she came around the next time. Perhaps by then she would have new information to share about Blue and her plans for Lily-Rose.

Fortunately, she didn't have to wait long.

Nova was waiting by the window to the library as soon as Belle closed her book. She grinned and got up to let her friend inside. Since the library afforded so much privacy it made sense for the fairy to sneak in without being caught by one of guards. Once she was inside, Nova waved her wand over her head so she was about Belle's height.

"It's wonderful to see you again Nova," Belle greeted. Noticing the fairy was teeming with energy and a huge smile so big that it covered her face, the Queen giggled as she asked, "I take it things went well with Dreamy?"

Lately, Nova and Dreamy have been sneaking out of their respective homes to meet for mini-dates. Every time they met the night before, Nova would come right away to see Belle so she could share how the evening went. It would seem this one was another success.

"Oh, Belle! It was incredible," Nova gushed. "We met at Firefly Hill last night and it was magnificent as always with the fireflies lighting up the night sky and… and… he kissed me!"

Belle clapped her hands together as she squealed with delight with her friend. "I'm so happy for you Nova!"

"Me too," she admitted, her cheeks blushing with joy. "I've never been happier in my life until that moment. It was so perfect. And you want to know what else? Dreamy told me that he would like to see the world someday and he would like to share it with me! I can't believe it! Part of me has longed to see what the world beyond the Enchanted Forest is like and it might come true! Dreamy said he would love to sail all over and it got me thinking—he might not be able to get access to a ship, but I could find one that would do the job right. I thought I would surprise him! Isn't that a good idea?"

"I think it's fabulous," Belle told her. "Do you know when you will go?"

"We haven't planned the actual date yet, but it will be soon. I can't believe that this is happening. I still feel like I will wake up from this dream."

"Love will do that to you," the beauty revealed with a soft smile. "I will miss you when you leave."

"As I with you; of course, I don't know how I will break this to Blue. It will interrupt my training, but I'll resume once Dreamy and I return… Oh no!" Nova exclaimed. "I forgot! Blue has me watching over you and Lily-Rose! If I leave…"

"She could send another fairy," Belle finished.

"Yes," Nova concurred. "I don't want to do that to you. If I leave and Blue changes her mind about the child…"

"Exactly. But it'll be all right. She hasn't done anything yet and you should go with Dreamy. This is the chance to make your dreams come true with the man—er, dwarf of your dreams. I would hate for you to miss that and later regret not going."

"Yes but Belle," Nova sighed. "There will be other times to travel. Lily-Rose needs protection and I've offered to provide mine whenever needed. I can't go back on my word." Her earlier expression of happiness and joy gave way to her crestfallen visage. "I'll tell Dreamy that now isn't a good time. He'll understand."

Belle felt bad that her friend was putting aside her happiness for the well-being of her daughter. While it was comforting to know that Nova truly cared for Lily-Rose, at the same time, Belle knew Nova should spend more time with her True Love. After all, how many times does that happen for someone? And she reasoned the odds for the Blue Fairy to come after her child were slim since she hasn't made a move thus far. But could she take that risk?

The answer was simple: no.

Not when her daughter's life was on the line. Once Lily-Rose was safe and she frees Rumple… then Belle will feel much better.

"I'm sure he will," Belle assured her, placing her hand on her arm. "Now, I have something to share with you. Maybe you can fill in the blanks afterwards."

Belle relayed what she discovered about the squid ink and asked Nova if that was the thing used to trap the Dark One.

"Yes. If Blue kept any, then she would have used it for that purpose," Nova said confidently. "Sorry. I know you love him Belle, but the Dark One… he is evil."

"Perhaps he had been. But he's changed a lot. He loves me. I know he does and he loves our daughter. And he has a son out there that he also loves very much. A truly evil person would not be able to love like that."

"Of course. I have no doubt that is true, but convincing Blue is another story."

"Well, I don't plan on that. I do plan on freeing Rumple. What else do you know and did you find where he's kept?"

Nova sadly shook her head. "I'm afraid I don't. Blue has his whereabouts kept sealed and chained. She won't tell anyone. All I know is that she did say that he was under the watch of someone very trustworthy and that we need not fear from him again."

Belle's hopes deflated. She knew that there was a chance that Blue wouldn't reveal everything to her fellow fairy sisters, but what does this fairy has to gain? What was her angle?

"Thank you Nova. At least he's alive and safe, which is comforting considering the visit we had with the Evil Queen."

"The Evil Queen?" Nova repeated. "She was here?"

Belle nodded. "Yes. My husband made the mistake in offering Avonlea's friendship and alliance with her. She came to reaffirm the alliance still stands."

"Oh dear," Nova murmured.

"Yes. It was no easy acceptance but she implied that something could happen to Lily-Rose, and… there was no other choice. We had to stand by our word. It's a shame that the Blue Fairy hadn't used the squid ink on her rather than Rumple. He's the lesser of evil as far as I'm concerned."

Belle's eyes then lit up. "Wait! Is it possible to find this squid ink so we can use it on her?"

Nova thought about it. "I don't know… I can check, of course. But that is a good idea. If the Evil Queen can be bound and powerless, then her Curse won't happen."

Belle's brows rose to her hairline. She almost forgot! "I was thinking of using it if she threatens my child again. Not right away."

Nova frowned, not sure if she heard her correctly. "Are you saying you would rather wait?"

"I'm saying there is no point in acting too hasty," Belle amended. "Regina does need to be stop. But we have to keep our wits about ourselves and attack when the right opportune moment presents itself. Thank you again Nova. This has been helpful and I wish you and Dreamy the very best in whatever you decide."

Nova beamed. "Thank you Belle. If I do go with him, then I'll make sure to say goodbye first. If it weren't for you… I would still think he never liked me."

Belle smiled in return. "It's my pleasure. Once you find love, you never stop fighting for it."

"Never stop fighting for it," Nova echoed with a pronounced nod. "I like the sound of it. I'll see you around Belle! Give Lily-Rose my love for me."

"I will," Belle said as Nova shrunk herself back to fairy size. Then in a flash, she was gone.

Taking a deep breath, Belle looked back at her books. Oh Rumple. If only I had a sign on what to do next. I want our family to be reunited, but at what cost? I can't have you lose your chances of finding Bae. I would never forgive myself if you never had the chance to make it right with him.

xxXXxx

Present

Rumple winced as his son scrutinized his fiancée carefully and he was about to correct him, but he couldn't seem to find his voice. Just seeing his son after all this time… it was enough to render him speechless for once. He couldn't believe this was finally happening, and so far, Bae wasn't demanding him to leave. That had to be counted towards progress for something.

When Rumple didn't say anything, Belle stepped up. "There was no deal," she told him truthfully. "I'm Rumple's fiancée and this is your sister, Lily-Rose, Baelfire."

Hearing the name had the other man flinching. "That's not my name. Not anymore," he said. "It's Neal."

"Neal," Belle amended. "I'm glad to meet you. Rumple has told me so much about you and as you can see… Lily-Rose has been dying to meet you as well."

No longer wishing to be silent, Lily-Rose wriggled out of her parents' grasps so she could hug her brother's leg. The impact caught him off-balanced as his hands went up in the air, his countenance not sure what to do. It would have been comical were it not for the tense emotions running through son and father.

"I always wanted a brother. I hope you wanted a sister. Papa said you did and we can play together and share stories and—" Lily-Rose brattled on without a care that there was anything wrong. She was just finally happy to meet her big brother after all this time and she couldn't wait to show him all her toys and dollies when they go home. Maybe even a magic trick or two.

"Whoa," Bae—Neal backed away and finally looked at his father. "This is for real?"

Knowing this was his chance, Rumple nodded. "Indeed it is. There was no deal, Bae. Belle and I fell in love and well…" He waved his hands as to demonstrate this was the result. "Bae… I—"

There was so much to say, and yet, he couldn't seem to decide what to say first. There was so much running through his head and all those hours spent rehearsing on what he would say… it all seemed to have vanished when Bae showed up in that doorway. But he knew what he should say at the beginning, even if his son didn't want to hear him out… at least he could say this one thing.

"Bae—"

"Neal," his son corrected coldly. "It's Neal. Not Bae. Not Baelfire. That kid died a long time ago."

He hit its target with those bitter and cruel words, but Rumple couldn't back down. He had to do this. For his sake and the sake of saving whatever relationship he might have with him.

"Neal," Rumple said, the sound of it not at all right on his tongue. "I'm so sorry. I never should have lost you. I never should have been a coward. I was wrong to do what I did and I can't begin to tell you how much I have regretted that moment."

"Why don't you say what you really did? Like letting me go, dropping me, abandoning me?"

"Yes." Rumple didn't tremble as he looked him square in the eyes. "Yes I did those things. I'm not proud of it or happy. I'm sorry, son. I'm so sorry." Tears welled up in his eyes as he took a step forward, but Bae—Neal—moved away.

"Bae," Lily-Rose said, her voice suddenly childish and shy. "Aren't you happy to see us? See Papa?"

It was then he realized he still had the toddler wrapped around him. He was at a loss what to do with her so Belle quickly acted. She went over and whispered into her daughter's ear as she pried her fingers loose from Neal's leg. Lily-Rose was shaking by the time Belle freed him and she stood up with her child held protectively in her embrace. Lily-Rose may not be the child she should be… she desperately wanted her Papa happy again with her brother in the picture. And the fact that this wasn't going the way like she had imagined… well, it was upsetting as she buried her face into her mother's curls.

Immediately, Neal seemed guilty for making the little girl cry. Belle could tell he was sorry and she offered him a smile of assurance. "We understand. It's a lot to take in Neal. I wish we could have called to let you know, but there was no way we could have done that."

"I—" Neal shook his head. "This is bizarre. When she said there was you guys… I had to see it with my own eyes. But I still can't believe…" Snapping his attention back to Belle, he asked again but in a pleading tone. "Are you absolutely sure this isn't some kind of deal? Because if my father said or did anything—"

"No, no. Neal," Belle said calmly. "It wasn't like that. I do love him very much. And you have to know… he's changed. He's not the same man that you knew. He's different and he's here to set things right. As for me and Lily-Rose, we would like to get to know you. But that's another story, a very long story, but one I hope I get the chance to share." Nodding towards her fiancé, she continued. "But you should talk to him. Don't punish him. He has come a long way to fix things with you. All I ask is that you give him a chance. I know we're strangers and it's a lot for me to ask of you, but it would be greatly appreciative if you tried."

The two men were looking at her with such bewilderment and she couldn't help but blush. "You two need some time alone. The rest of us will leave you be, but Neal. If you can find it in your heart to forgive Rumple, then I know he and I will love it if you can meet us for dinner tonight. Think about it. We're staying at the Carlyle and we have reservations at six. If you come, then we'll know we can make this work. If not… well, it won't be easy but we'll accept and respect your wishes. Ms. Swann? Henry?"

Emma came from around the corner with Henry in back of her. The same queer look was on her face, but her knuckles were white as she gripped Henry's right arm as to keep him from out of sight. Of course, the young Mr. Mills was having none of it. He came all this way to help Mr. Gold find his son and he wanted so much to get a peek at the enigmatic Baelfire from his book.

"Keep going Henry," Emma mumbled low enough for her son to hear, desperate to leave this apartment, but Henry was stubborn. Stopping in his tracks, he looked at his mother with disbelief.

"What's the big deal? I just want to see what Baelfire looks like." Henry pulled out of her grasp and ran up to Neal with a huge grin on his face. "Wow. I can't believe it! You're really Baelfire, aren't you?"

Clearly taken aback, Neal glanced from the dark-haired boy to his father. "Hold on… I have a brother too?"

Rumple blanched as did the Savior but the imp was quick to respond. "No! Henry's not mine. He's…"

"Mine," Emma finished softly as she sidled over to the young boy and put her arm around his shoulder. Her gaze was riveted on Neal as the two adults stared at each other with a look that clearly read there was something there. Something personal.

Yet, it was the dream catcher by the window that captured Emma's attention as she slowly walked towards it, mesmerized, before her focus snapped back to the owner.

"You kept it?" she asked quietly.

Before he could answer, Rumple looked back and forth at them. "Wait… you two know each other?"

Their faces said it all and Belle's eyes widened as she looked at Henry, who was unaware of the fact that something was amiss. If anything, he was intrigued to have finally met the Dark One's son… the one that inspired him to create the Dark Curse.

"I can't believe I'm meeting you Baelfire! This is so cool!" The eleven-year-old was enamored and it wasn't until he realized that his mother wasn't sharing the same enthusiasm as he that he knew something was wrong. "Mom? Are you okay?"

"How old is he?" Neal asked, his voice hitching.

"It doesn't matter," the Savior whispered. "You're here to speak to your father. Leave Henry out of this."

"Hey, kid. How old are you?" Neal asked again, this time to Henry.

"Don't answer him Henry," Emma pleaded.

"Eleven. Why?" He was confused as to why his Mom was acting so weird and why Baelfire was so interested in his age. And why wasn't Mr. Gold speaking up? Or Belle for that matter? Was there something he was missing?

"Eleven." Neal ran a nervous hand through his hair. "He's eleven?" Bewilderedly, he stared at Emma, the one woman he never stopped thinking about for the last twelve years. And now… "Is he-?"

Before he could finish his question, Emma was pushing Henry towards Belle. "Get him out of here," she begged the other woman, wanting nothing more to get out of this nightmare.

Yet, Henry evaded his mother's futile attempts and stepped right into the center so he could look at all the adults. "Okay, what is going on? Why are you all acting so weird?"

Belle hugged her daughter tighter, knowing this wasn't going to end well, but it was the right thing to do. "You need to tell him Emma," she encouraged the blonde. "He has a right to know. You know that."

"Mom?"

Emma sighed. Knowing full well that Belle was right, but she wasn't ready to do this. Not now and certainly not like this. Yet, what can she do? There was no way she could run from this or deny it wasn't what it looked like.

Taking a deep breath, she turned on her heel to look at Henry. She didn't break eye contact as this would dash all his previous notions about her being the hero, the good guy.

"Henry, Neal here… He's your father."

xxXXxx

Avonlea

Later that evening, Belle had already put Lily-Rose to bed when she sat down in front of her vanity to brush her hair. As the wiry bristles swept across her curls, Belle couldn't help but ponder her next move. The Evil Queen was plotting something all right, and she couldn't figure out what that purpose was. Yet, her mind kept drawing back to what Regina said about Lily-Rose.

Did she know who Lily-Rose's father is?

The Blue Fairy mentioned about sensing the dark magic within her daughter and Nova had repeated the same thing too. If the two fairies could sense the power in the child, then was it possible that Regina did as well?

Belle shivered at the idea. If Regina knew Rumple was the father… No, she mentally shook her head. There is no way she could know. Regina might have magical powers, but she isn't a magical creature like the fairies. There would be no way for her to know if Lily-Rose was Gaston's or not.

However, as comforting as the thought was, Belle saw the importance that she should plan ahead in case Lily-Rose's safety was jeopardized. The last thing she wanted was that witch to come near her. And that meant she would also have to tell Gaston the truth.

She stopped mid-brush and stared at her reflection. So many times she had rehearsed this speech in her head. Regardless of how many times she went over the many scenarios this conversation could lead, Belle knew there would be no escaping the ultimate heartbreak and devastation that would show on his face. Despite their differences and difference in opinions, Gaston was a good man. He cared for her and he brought a lot of good to Avonlea. Of course, all of his work was thrown back in his face with Regina's interference. Belle hoped it wouldn't backfire on him. The people did adore him and it would crush him to know he lost favor among their people.

Although not as much as his wife leaving him and for learning his daughter isn't his, her traitorous mind whispered.

None of this was supposed to happen. Belle was following her duty to unite two kingdoms and save it from the ogres. She hadn't expected to fall in love with someone else. And now that original duty would have to be exposed as the sham as it was since Belle never had feelings for Gaston. Then again, if she had followed her heart in the first place and ran off with Rumple when she had her chance… no one would be in this situation.

Yet, torn she had been between what she wanted and what was expected of her as a Queen. She knew that a good leader had to learn to make sacrifices, and Gods know she had made plenty in her short lifespan. However, it wasn't just Belle anymore she had to think about. She had Lily-Rose to consider and what was best for the little princess. The last thing Belle wanted for her daughter was to marry out of duty and not for love. Not only that but she also wanted her to know her real father. At least a life with Rumplestiltskin would allow Lily-Rose to marry whoever she wishes without the burden of a crown to weigh her down.

Setting her brush down, Belle stared at herself. "You know what must be done," she told her mirrored image. "The time has come for you to decide and there's only one person who can do that. No one controls my fate but me."

"Sounds like you're prepared to do battle."

"Gaston," Belle said, seeing her husband's tall and lanky shape standing in the doorway. Her tone was full of surprise, which could be expected given their last conversation wasn't pleasant. After all, he just recently learned that it was Belle, his wife, who helped the Dark One escape. The last thing she expected was to have him come to her room at this hour.

"I know I had not requested an audience and that I'm intruding on your privacy, but may I enter?"

Exhaustion laced his voice but there was a twinge of hope that lurked in his gray eyes as he gazed at her for her answer. Belle looked over to the crib where Lily-Rose slept and knew he couldn't be here for that kind of visit, but then again… it had been a long time and she has denied him ever since Lily-Rose was born.

Shaking her head slightly, Belle rose from her spot. "I'm sorry Gaston. I'm tired and this isn't the time for—"

"No!" he interrupted hastily. Then looking sheepish, he ran a hand through his hair. "I'm not here for that. Not with…" He motioned to the sleeping baby. "No… I came to talk. That is—if you're not tired for that."

Surprise flashed in her eyes. "Yes. I can talk."

Being on the cautious side, Belle led her husband to her personal parlor connected to her room. She left the door ajar in case Lily-Rose called out to her and sat down on the settee. Gaston sat opposite of her and rested his hands in his lap, although the position was awkward on him. She waited patiently for him to speak.

It took Gaston a couple of attempts with some throat clearing and uncomfortable shifting of his weight before he opened his mouth.

"I had some time to think. While your admission about playing a part in freeing the Dark One was… distressing, I think I get why you did it."

"You do?" Belle asked. Had he figured it out? Did he know she loved Rumple?

"Yes," he said. "You never liked the fact the Dark One was doing my bidding. It was only natural for you to want freedom for him. And… he knew that and played the victim well to the point where he made you believe you were friends. I must admit, I fell for it as well when you insisted he would do well in protecting you. I didn't think he would but seeing how protective he was… well, I trusted your judgment. He did a good job in protecting you and there were opportunities for him to turn against us and you, and didn't. He was biding his time it would seem. I don't blame you Belle. You were misled by the imp so I can no longer stay mad at you. I have only myself to blame for allowing it to happen. If I stuck with my instincts, then he would have remained in the basement."

Belle was dumbfounded. Gaston was actually blaming himself in this. "Gaston—"

"This isn't easy for me to admit Belle. I don't like flaws and I try not to have them, but I made a mistake in thinking I could have it all. I had no idea it was Regina who was the ugly old hag who told me about the Dark One's dagger. I really didn't. It wasn't until that day when she came after your father's passing that I found out the truth."

"She blackmailed you," Belle breathed in understanding. That explained why he had been quick to defend Regina and offer Avonlea's friendship and assistance.

"I couldn't let the kingdom know how I unwittingly allowed myself to be tricked so. I know Regina has done many unspeakable deeds and I wish to the Gods I was much stronger to reveal what kind of monster she really is, but I couldn't risk it. I couldn't risk losing the people and you." He looked up at Belle with pleading eyes. "I was a knight. I had honor. I fought for the weak and protected many. I even won your hand and earned your father's blessing. But that had been a lie and I became King under false pretenses. Now all of Avonlea knows the truth. Regina won't attack here not with our so-called friendship. But it won't prevent the people from attacking a false king. I can't have you or Lily-Rose in the way if it came down to it. I won't be able to live with myself if something bad happens to the two of you."

"Gaston—" Tears stuck to her eyelashes. "You don't mean—"

"It's the only way Belle," he insisted. "I'll stay and defend what's left of your father's kingdom. I promised I would and I won't break my word on that."

"No. There is another way," she heard herself say. "I can't leave you here alone."

"Belle this isn't open for debate."

"Yes it is," she said firmly. "Regina tricked you. But the people love you and will stand by your side. It won't be easy with our renewed friendship with her, but it could work to our advantage."

"Belle. You have to listen to reason. There is no other way. Besides, they love me only because they love you more. You are their Queen. You have done so much good that part of me feels they won't see you as responsible. But I can't take that chance that will be enough to protect you and Lily-Rose. You should go to the summer palace where it would be much safer."

He was giving her an out. He was allowing her to flee with Lily-Rose and Belle could run away to find Rumple. It was too good to be true! And yet…

Gazing at her husband, she saw the fear and desperation on his countenance. He wanted to save them—his family—and the lie were ripping her in two. It was clear he thought he was doing right and with such a powerful enemy like Regina… the right thing to do would accept her terms. With Rumple, it would only require making a deal.

The mother and the lover were torn. On one side, Belle should take Lily-Rose and flee. But would running and hiding be the right course of action? Regina might be able to find them with magic and then what? They would be back in the line of danger, which was what they were trying to avoid. The other side was saying to flee and find Rumple. But he was locked away and there were hundreds of places he could be imprisoned. If Belle and Lily-Rose were to search, then it would be a matter of time before someone would discover them or figure out their motive.

Either way… there was a high risk of being captured.

However, another side, the hero, was chiming in and the heroic thing would be to stay and fight. Avonlea was as much as her home and Lily-Rose's and she would be disappointing the people if she were to run away. What kind of hero does that?

At one point, Belle became the hero by accepting Gaston's proposal. And now, the hero was being called upon again. A sacrifice had to be made. As much as Belle longed to reunite with her lover and her child's father, she knew he had a plan in motion. She could only trust that when the time came… Rumple will come looking for her and Lily-Rose in this other world.

He had to or else she will find him herself. And when she does, she will definitely have a little heart-to-heart chat with him.

"Perhaps the summer palace will be safer, but…" Belle said, looking at him fully in the eyes. "I'm not leaving. My place is here. With you and my people."

"Belle, I didn't mean this was open for discussion. I want you and Lily-Rose to go. It's the only way."

"No it's not Gaston. I get to decide. Not you. I understand your concerns and while I know you may not like it or agree with me; I am Queen of this kingdom and my word does have the final say. We shall stay. And now, I believe it's time we retire for the evening. We haven't seen the last of Regina, but we need to be fresh-eyed and ready in case she tries to catch us off-guard again."

Gaston could only gape in stunned bewilderment as Belle stood regally and exited with the same grace as befitting as a leader and Queen.

Shaking his head, he muttered, "Well, I should have seen that coming."

xXx

"Are you mad?!"

Clearly, Hannah didn't agree with her lady. As soon as the outburst came out of her, the maid did look sheepish but her lady insisted on honesty and honesty is what she got.

"With everything that fairy Nova has told you and the Evil Queen digging her claws into Avonlea… you're going to stay here with the princess?"

"I must Hannah. While hiding seems like a good idea, I fear it will only carry severe consequences, which I'm not ready to pay. I have to keep my faith that in the end… everything will work out the way it should."

"Then what?" Hannah asked.

"Time will tell." Belle reached for her dear friend's hands and gave them a reassuring squeeze. "Do not fret Hannah. I promise everything will work out."

"I wish I could say the same," the other girl mumbled.

"Mommy!" Lily-Rose exclaimed, tugging on her mother's skirts as she pointed to a butterfly that flew across the garden's path.

"I see, my heart," Belle said, a smile pulling at her lips. "Very pretty, isn't it?"

Lily-Rose giggled as she scampered off to chase it.

"Not too far!" Belle shouted as her daughter slowed her pace and then stopped. The butterfly was already leagues ahead of her, but it didn't stop her as her arms reached out in front of her.

Closing her eyes, Lily-Rose scrunched her face up in deep concentration and pensiveness.

"Oh no," Hannah said. "Not again."

"What do you mean?" Belle asked.

"There is something I've been meaning to tell you…"

Whatever Hannah was going to say was cut off abruptly as both women watched as Lily-Rose disappeared in a small puff.

"Lily-Rose!" Belle cried as she grabbed her dress and took off running, but nearly fell over when the silly little imp reappeared closer to the butterfly.

"She learned a new trick," Hannah tried explaining. "I told her not to do it. You wouldn't like it."

"Indeed." Belle's heart was beating erratically as she moved closer and scooped her up. "Don't ever do that again! Lily-Rose that is not funny. You had mommy scared there."

"I didn't mean to," she said. "I wanted to catch the butterfly."

Belle clutched Lily-Rose tighter to her chest, looking around anxiously to make sure no one else was nearby to see what the princess did. Thankfully, they and Hannah were alone.

"That's enough fresh air for today," Belle decided. Turning around, she held her daughter all the way back to the castle with the ever faithful Hannah trailing behind. It was only until they were inside that Belle loosened up her hold.

If Lily-Rose could teleport the way Regina and Rumple could… Belle shivered at the idea if the wrong person were to see. Perhaps, she should start thinking of ways to help her daughter control these urges to do magic. She figured she would talk to Nova about it the next time she came around. Belle knew she could trust her to help Lily-Rose and maybe even teach her a thing or two about magic.

Until then, it was best to play it safe. At least in the library Lily-Rose wouldn't be able to get into that much mischief. Belle was grateful that she took after her with the same love for books. Lily-Rose would be captivated by stories all day and night and she wouldn't give poor Hannah a heart attack with her disappearing act.

Meanwhile, Belle was helping Gaston with damage control. After Regina's unceremonious revelation about the dagger, the Council members were in an uproar over the next course of action. And… about their King as well.

It pained Belle for them to talk out about her husband in such derogatory words and calling to question about his leadership skills. It seemed that all the past good he had done for Avonlea was forgotten and all these old miserly men could focus on was using Gaston as a scapegoat. And damn Regina had provided the fodder for such accusations.

As for Gaston, something in their conversation from the previous night seemed to have snapped him out of whatever funk he was in and he stood up for himself. With his gray eyes alit with fire, he met each question head on with a response of his own, defending his past decisions and explaining his side of the story on how he was tricked.

"Should I have admitted that once I learned the truth it was Regina? Yes. I should have. I see that now but there was more to it. I was thinking only of Avonlea's best interests. At the time, I believed I was doing the right thing in accepting her terms of friendship. As of right now, I have spoken with my wife and I see the errors of my earlier judgment. I wish I could go back and change what I've said and done in that regard, but alas, there is no going back. Only forward. And forward we must go if we want to hold our own against the Evil Queen."

Belle smiled with pride for him. She knew it took a lot for him to be humble about his mistakes, but she could see that his countenance no longer held the heavy burden of his guilty silence. It was progress and she knew she was making the right decision by standing at his side. And Gaston appreciated her support as he quickly glanced in her direction with a boyish grin in his eyes.

Of course, not everyone was in accord with the King's words.

"You expect us to accept such an apology? What about the rest of the people? How do you think they are going to feel, knowing that their King had lied to them? And if the Evil Queen comes demanding our young men and boys to fight for her… what then? Are you going to offer them up as some peace offering because that 'might' be the best interest for the kingdom?"

"Of course not!" Gaston shot back. "I can assure you and the people that I will not hand over our men or boys to her."

"You say that now. But what of later? You might have a change of heart and decide that is the best course of action. No your highness. There has to be a better solution, and I for one, am not willing to wait around to see what you might do."

Instantly, the roar of men's voices clambered all over with shaking of fists and pounding the table in agreement.

"I say our King should leave Avonlea! If he's not here, then the Evil Queen won't have any reason for returning!"

As the thunderous shouts swept across the room there was a single voice that rose over the masses, demanding for attention all at once.

"Enough!" Belle's crystal clear voice bellowed throughout the chamber. That stopped the men as they all faced the petite woman standing tall with her bright blue eyes falling on each and every one. "This is your King you are speaking to! You have no right to judge him when you, yourselves, have failed to do your duty and take action. You forget… what you say about Gaston also reflects on me, your Queen, as well."

The elder who called for Gaston's exile looked to the fiery beauty. "Your majesty, we know you're not responsible. You like the rest of us were duped."

"Duped is implying that my husband knew of Regina's deception all along," Belle deadpanned with a cool glare. "He made a mistake in judgment. I'm sure that the rest of you cannot deny you have made such ones before. So do not pretend to be the martyr or the completely innocent in this matter. As far as I'm concerned, some of you have made poor decisions while advising my father. Did he or I call for your banishment from Avonlea? No. You were forgiven and continued to serve with your post. You should do the same as Gaston is your King. As for all of Avonlea—we must stand together, not apart if we are going to overcome this obstacle."

A few rounds of applause and consent filled the room. The elder who spoke out slowly sank into his chair, thoroughly chastened.

They still had a long road ahead of them, but Belle hoped that in time Gaston would not be met with such resistance. As for the people themselves… Well, there were complaints about his actions, but for the most part… the people were ready and willing to forgive their King. Belle, in part, wondered if her never-ending support had done the trick in maintaining the loyalty of Avonlea. As long as she and Gaston (and Lily-Rose) stood side-by-side as family… then they have the chance for continuing the strong bonds of love and loyalty in the kingdom.

With one crisis averted, Belle knew they had to have a plan for Regina. She had no doubt in her mind that the Evil Queen will return for more mischief and she didn't want to wait around and see what could happen. The last thing she wanted was for Avonlea to start a war, yet every venue she explored all seemed to result in possible conflict of armies. How could they break the alliance and fight Regina without calling for arms?

It was then Belle kept turning her mind towards the Curse. As soon as it was cast, then all of this will be done. But what afterwards? Will this new world carry over the old grudges and new fights? She wished she had learned more about the Dark Curse when Rumple was still there, but even the little he did share wasn't enough for comfort. And with him out of the picture presently… how could Belle encourage Regina to cast the Curse sooner?

One thing for certain, Belle knew Time was the only thing that could work in their favor or against them. She just didn't know how it would work or if she was fooling herself in thinking that the Curse will solve all of Avonlea's problems.

She remembered Rumple telling her how the Curse would transport everyone to a land without magic so that could very well work in her favor in regards to Regina. But once there… what then? What would become of all the kingdoms and the people? And since it was a Curse… how would it be broken? Rumple did stress how important it was for Snow and Charming to end up together. Well, the two were married and the former outlaw princess was pregnant. If anything, this would be the perfect time for Regina to attack with her enemy in such a vulnerable state. Yet, the Evil Queen had not made the final move…

Belle's mind continued to mull over the facts. Snow and Charming married and with child. Rumple had said they were each other's True Love and that it was the most powerful magic of all. She could only assume that this might be the key to break the Curse. In fact, in all of Belle's books she found that in all of her stories that every curse can be broken.

That got her wondering about Rumple's own Curse. Could the Dark One be broken too? There was extremely little she knew about it and from what Rumple told her still had plenty of missing blanks. She knew he was purposefully avoiding the whole truth, and she could only suspect it was something she wouldn't like or she would disagree with and he would be right in that assumption. Yet the past was in the past and she couldn't blame him for the deeds he had done before she met him. He can, however, do things differently. But there was one thing that was nagging her and it was his Curse and the idea of True Love.

Now, Belle felt in her heart that they were each other's True Loves. There could be no other explanation for how she fell for him so hard and so swiftly. Not to mention how right it felt to be with him. She had heard how it was True Love's kiss that awakened Snow from a sleeping curse and it made her think about her relationship. She and Rumple kissed many times, made love just as much… So why didn't anything change for him?

Maybe they weren't True Love, but Belle couldn't imagine herself being with anyone else. Of course, she was married but it didn't feel the same. She had no romantic feelings for Gaston, but she did feel it was the right thing to stay with him during this difficult time. Gaston needed her and she couldn't abandon him. When things were better and the threat was gone, then and only then Belle will do the actual right thing and cut ties off with her husband so they could live their lives. And she will find Rumple and they along with Lily-Rose and Bae will live happily ever after.

Until then, Belle made sure her daughter knew some things about her father. Lily-Rose loved her stories and often requested to hear more about the adventures of the spinner-turned-wizard. Perhaps on some level, Lily-Rose knew the identity all along and wanted to hear more about him. She was almost a year old and while she was now tolerating Gaston's presence… he wasn't exactly the person Lily-Rose would actively seek out. Belle knew she was quite intelligent for her age, and wondered if her magic made her aware she had no connection to the former knight. Of course, Lily-Rose wouldn't say and she dutifully called Gaston "father." But even that didn't carry the same warmth or love when she called Belle "mommy."

Still, it gave Belle food for thought. And speaking of things magical…

Lily-Rose was by the window in the library, her hands splayed against the glass. "Mommy! Mommy! Nova!" she cheerfully exclaimed.

Belle grinned. She was thinking of her friend and was wondering how things were going with her and Dreamy. The last time they spoke, Nova was telling her how they wanted to run away and see the world together. Did this mean they were going to go through with the plan?

Belle unlatched the window so the fairy could slip in. Nova immediately enlarged herself and her visage caused Belle's heart to plummet.

Something wasn't right.

Before Belle could ask, the fairy put on her usual smiling face as she bent down to greet the little princess properly with a big hug. She proceeded to listen to Lily-Rose's latest events of the day, even taking in delight at the pictures she had drawn. Belle bided her time as Nova spent time with the little girl until Lily-Rose decided she was done and began to yawn, indicating it was nap time. Belle called for Hannah to come pick her up and then she was able to speak to Nova freely.

Yet, the fairy beat her to the punch. "I have some new information about the Curse," Nova said, her smile dropping from her countenance. "It was kind of why I haven't been around much. There has been so much buzzing around that Blue hasn't been keeping track as much like she usually does with our assigned duties. And… I've been doing some snooping and eavesdropping. Typically, it hasn't been anything exciting but Blue left to meet with Snow, her husband, and their friends about the Evil Queen. That was when Rumplestiltskin was brought up. There is a way to break the Curse."

Belle knew already the Curse would be broken for him to find his son, but she feigned surprise just the same. "How?"

"Snow and Charming's daughter," Nova revealed. "He knew it was a girl. He told them she will be the savior and in twenty-eight years she will come to break the Curse."

So it did involve the child! Belle couldn't believe her luck at figuring it out, but at the same time it did make her stop and think about Lily-Rose. If Rumple and she did turn out to be True Love… could Lily-Rose break the Curse too? But it was Nova's wording that gave her pause. "Wait. Did you say she 'will come'? Won't she be with her family?"

"No." Nova shook her head. "I couldn't catch all the details but the Dark One said the savior will arrive alone. You can imagine how her parents feel yet there could be a way to beat that part of the prophecy. You see, there's this tree—very rare and magical—that has the properties to become a portal. Not to people have heard of this because most of these trees have been destroyed. But there is only one left and it will take the princess to the land without magic. A carpenter has been enlisted to take this tree and turn it into a wardrobe so she can be transported. The only problem is that its magic can send only one person so Snow is going through it so her daughter won't be alone."

Belle frowned. That was some loophole all right. She was glad to hear there was an option so the child wouldn't be parentless. She didn't think Rumple would allow such a thing to happen when his own son was separated from him. Yet, the idea that the tree could only send one person seemed pretty ominous.

"That is good news. So I take it that the Blue Fairy doesn't have Lily-Rose set in her sights anymore?"

"I don't think so. Blue is pretty busy with the Dark Curse on her hands. Snow and her husband have basically enlisted her with anything light magic to help. I don't think she has the time to worry about the Dark One's daughter."

"Let's hope so," Belle said with a sigh of relief. Indeed, the beauty was elated her daughter wasn't in danger at the moment. That was going help her sleep better at night. However, it was her friend she was also concerned about. Nova was clearly out of sorts and not her normal bubbly self. Even when she was playing with Lily-Rose, the fairy's smile did not reach her eyes. And with the business of the Dark Curse she had shared, Nova wasn't meeting Belle's eyes and was busy twisting her wand. Something else was bothering her. Something Nova was avoiding.

And Belle knew the look well enough.

"Nova, how are things going with Dreamy?" Belle asked.

It was then the floodgates suddenly opened and Nova fell into Belle's un-expectant arms. "Oh Belle!" she wailed, clinging to the beauty's dress sleeves. "Everything was so perfect! A real dream comes true! Then—then—" Nova hiccupped as her sobbing began anew.

Belle held her up as best as she could and patted her back gently. "It's all right Nova. Tell me what happened."

The fairy pulled back and wiped her eyes with her hands as she tried to compose herself. Once she settled down somewhat, Nova told her everything that had happened since and even Belle had to hold back her own tears as she told her about her broken heart.

Apparently, Nova and Dreamy were planning to run away like Nova had said. She wanted to surprise him with a boat and it took her a couple of months before she found the right one that could endure the journey. Once she bought it, she had planned this elaborate reveal so she and Dreamy could start their dreams.

She first told Blue that she was thinking about taking some time off, but overflowing with such bursting happiness, Nova decided to tell her the truth about Dreamy. It was no shock there when Blue told her that fairies do not and cannot ever fall in love. And the fact that Dreamy was also a dwarf made that practically impossible. Dwarves did not understand the idea of love only work and that a fairy's responsibility was to help others. There was no time for love and what Nova was feeling could only be explained as the imitation of watching humans fall in love. Blue assured her that such emotions were fleeting and will pass since Nova was close in becoming a fairy godmother.

When at the one time becoming a fairy godmother would have meant the world to Nova, the young fairy turned her back on the offer. She didn't want it anymore. She wanted to be with Dreamy. This wasn't an imitation or longing on her part. She was in love with him as he was with her.

Nova left to meet up with Dreamy with her newly acquired boat and that was when she began her crying all over. Belle had to get some handkerchiefs for the fairy to blow her nose and clean herself up. She waited patiently for Nova to continue her tale once she could regain her voice.

"I met up with Dreamy once I had the boat decorated for its maiden voyage. It was so beautiful and I knew he would love it. I could tell in his eyes that he wasn't expecting this and there was a brief glimpse of excitement, but…"

One of the dwarves, Bossy, pointed out the same thing that Blue did with her. Dwarves couldn't fall in love because they weren't capable of the emotion.

"And if they did… for what purpose? Dwarves were made to work, not run away with silly f-f-fairies," Nova stammered as she blew her nose. Loud.

"Why, that's the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard!" Belle exclaimed. "Not made for love… Well, this Bossy might not have found the right person, but that doesn't mean Dreamy can't make his own decisions."

"That's the thing. He did," Nova said, sniffling. "Dreamy said he c-c-can't go with me. He-he told me his place is with his brothers and m-m-mine is with my sisters so I can make my dream c-come true of being a fairy godmother!" More tears gushed from her eyes as Nova broke down again. "I told him I loved him and I didn't care about b-being a fairy godmother. And he looked at me and said:

'I can't love you'."

Belle put her arm around her as the fairy hiccupped and sobbed. "I don't know what changed! I-I thought he loved me. I thought we would be together. And now…" Her voice trailed off as her lower lip continued to quiver with a new round of fresh tears.

"It seems to me that there is more to this story," Belle said. "As for his feelings, I'm sure he loves you or he wouldn't have met you in secret all this time. No… he loves you. He probably doesn't know that he does or he's too frightened—"

"No. He doesn't love me," Nova interrupted. With a slow, sad shake of her head, she drew in a heavy sigh. "I was seeing something that wasn't there. I have to admit it but it still hurts. And you know the worse part? When I was eavesdropping during the meeting with Blue and Snow White, I saw Dreamy. But he wasn't Dreamy. They were calling him by a different name—Grumpy. He wasn't the same anymore and it broke my heart to see him like so."

Turning to face Belle, Nova clasped her hands together. "Believe me, I'm sorry. Really. I had to leave right after or I would have given myself away. I don't know how much I missed, but I came here right away. I'm sorry if there was anything else about Rumplestiltskin. I couldn't…"

"It's all right. I would have done the same. You did more than enough already and I can't thank you enough for what you've done for me and my daughter. Thank you, my friend." Belle smiled as she squeezed Nova's hand. That alone seemed to make Nova feel better as she smiled beneath the tears.

"It was my pleasure. I'll try to do anything else in my power to help you. But as it is… I've been gone too long and should return. Thank you Belle. I really needed someone to talk to."

"Any time. You are welcome here always."

The two stood up and embraced. As Belle pulled away, she added, "I wouldn't give up faith. If you two were meant to be together—you will be together."

"Thank you. I'll try to remember that." And Nova meant that. With a whirl of her wand she was back to her fairy size and flew out the window that Belle opened for her.

While her words were good advice for her friend, Belle repeated them again for herself.

I will see you again Rumple. And we will be a family, she vowed.

xXx

The day had come for Lily-Rose's first birthday. It was hard to believe her little angel was turning one and it was also difficult since Rumple wasn't here to join in the celebration. At least Gaston was making an effort at being a better father. He held Lily-Rose without her screaming her head off and even grinned and laughed at some wild story she made up on the spot.

In that moment they did look like a happy family. At least the past problems and concerns were set aside for this momentous occasion.

In honor of the birthday girl, the flags and banners were raised in full colors. In addition, all over the castle and nearby villages the people put up maypoles in assorted colors of ribbons and dressed in their finest clothing to receive the royal family. Streamers filled the air making the blue sky one large rainbow as Belle, Gaston, and Lily-Rose rode through in their open carriage.

They stopped so the people could wish the princess a happy birthday and bestowed small tokens on her behalf. There were a lot of flowers and a few halfpennies, but it was the gestures that counted the most. Lily-Rose loved every single thing that was handed to them, especially the flowers.

Once they made their way back to the castle, the next Avonlea tradition came, which happened to be Belle's favorite. All the cooks and servants would bring out a feast for everyone to eat. There would be pheasants, beef, chickens, lamb, and duck along with ripe fruit, potatoes, carrots soaked in butter, and sweet milk, wine, and ale. Of course, there was the important item: the sweets. Plate after plate came out with cakes, cookies, fudge, and sweet rolls as desserts. All of which was favored by the children by far.

The royal family joined the line of servants as they helped in the passing out of food and drinks. Belle loved this part the best since it gave her the opportunity to see more of her people and have them become part of the birthday party. Not too many royals partake in such traditions, but it was important to Belle's family as they recognized that the success of a kingdom couldn't have happened without the aid and work of those who worked the land. It was one of the reasons why Avonlea never faced any upheavals or challenges to the throne.

Once the distributing was done, the royal family gathered around in the throne room for the other festivities.

First, there was the entertainment.

A couple of poets recited poems about Lily-Rose and the family in general. It was the same poems that Belle heard as a child and could recite them by memory, yet they were touching all the same.

Then a band of string instruments and a group of singers played and sang songs while the people danced. Belle danced with Gaston and a couple of others with some of the other guests. Lily-Rose also danced and made up her own steps to the dance numbers, which led to the dancers leaving the floor so the princess could shine in her own interpretation.

From there, they took out the letters with the many well wishes of those who couldn't attend the event. Unfortunately, there weren't as many considering how Avonlea pledged its alliance with the Evil Queen. It didn't matter that they were tricked, but it was a story that not everyone knew or wanted to know. For some, they felt Avonlea betrayed its other allies and couldn't associate with them, not even on the account for a child's birthday. While it grieved Belle that Lily-Rose was being snubbed, the latter didn't seem to mind not when her focus was on the bright, shiny packages.

However, there was one letter of salutations that took Belle by surprise. Snow White and her husband sent their greetings to the princess along with a tiara of sparkling diamonds and a collection of folk-tales. The letter stated that since it was wildly known that Queen Belle loved a good story that maybe even the princess would as well.

Lily-Rose, ever the apple of Belle's eyes, didn't look twice at the tiara and instead seized the book with eager anticipation at the stories inside. This sent the room into a polite chorus of affectionate laughter at how very much like her mother that the princess was.

Not even the gift from Camelot could sway Lily-Rose's attention away from her book, which was her very own sword handcrafted and shaped for her to practice fencing if she should wish it.

As for the rest of the presents, she did receive some new dolls, candy, and other toys. But it was the books that Lily-Rose took the most delight in and for anyone who knew the princess knew this was the best present to give her. Of course, she did receive some practical things like clothing, but it was the golden gown similar to her mother's from Hannah that Lily-Rose loved the best.

Belle and Gaston gave her their own separate gifts. Try as he might, Gaston didn't know what little girls would like. Yet, as a boy he knew what he liked and he hoped that Lily-Rose might like it as well. It was a set of personal training clothes and a sword as well, but not just any sword, it was one from his boyhood. This one was made of wood unlike the Camelot sword, which was iron-bladed. However, it was a starter sword and Gaston told her that she and he can spar together.

While Belle knew her daughter wasn't into swords or fighting, she saw that glimmer of hope in Gaston's eyes with the slight hint of worry that he failed. But… Lily-Rose gave him a tight hug and announced, "I love it! Thank you Father!"

That was all he needed to hear as he relaxed and sent a look of relief in Belle's direction. She was pleased that Lily-Rose was polite about it, and to her own surprise, she hoped they would have time together to train.

As for her own gift, Belle wanted to give something personal like Gaston did. She knew how much Lily-Rose loved the stories of the magical imp and with her own abilities growing… the perfect gift would be to give her lessons with her magic. Of course, she couldn't reveal this in public, so much later when it was time for bed, Belle was planning on telling her that Nova agreed to help her with her magic. So that was half of her present for her daughter. But right now, for all to see, Belle removed her necklace that was given to her by her mother and clasped it around Lily-Rose's neck.

It was certainly longer on the one-year-old, but in time, the necklace will be the perfect fit. As Belle lifted her blue eyes to Lily-Rose's brown ones, she saw the beaming smile as Lily-Rose gently touched the golden cross.

"Thank you Mommy," she whispered.

"You're welcome sweetling," Belle whispered back, hugging her tight and giving her a kiss on the cheek.

After the presents were open it was time for the birthday cake.

Chef had prepared a small cake for Lily-Rose, which was chocolate upon request with cherry red frosting. Another cake was brought out for the guests—also chocolate—and stood four tiers high. Before it was sliced and passed out, Lily-Rose's cake was placed in front of her with a single candle alit.

Lily-Rose looked to Belle for direction and the beauty said, "Blow out your candle and make a birthday wish. But don't say it aloud or it won't come true."

Nodding in understanding, Lily-Rose stared hard at the candle as she contemplated her wish. Then, she pursed her lips and blew it out. The crowd applauded as the candle was removed for the princess to eat the cake. She didn't waste a single moment—diving into the chocolate-y goodness with both hands.

Belle chuckled as she made a mess out of the sweet. Unfortunately, as cute as it was, Lily-Rose's dress lost the battle with the frosting.

"May I milady?" Hannah asked.

"Very well. We can't have her covered in cake for the rest of the evening," Belle said with another laugh.

"Come my little princess. Let's put on another dress." Hannah scooped up Lily-Rose and walked away to her room.

Belle shook her head with fondness as Gaston couldn't help his own amused grin.

"She's a little destroyer isn't she?" he joked.

"Looks like it. At least the cake was the only casualty," Belle rejoined.

While Hannah changed Lily-Rose, Belle and Gaston mingled with the guests. Minutes later Hannah came running into the room, her face chalk-white and out of breath.

"Gone! She's gone!" Hannah gasped as she nearly crashed into Belle. "The princess…"

"Settle down Hannah," Gaston ordered. "What do you mean 'gone'?"

Hannah looked to Belle with worry and dread. The Queen's countenance had gone pale as Hannah spoke the only words that could kill the celebratory mood.

"The Evil Queen!"

TBC…