Rumpelstiltskin went on his busy days, with students, deals, and spinning his straw. It was another week to so before he thought to visit Rapunzel again. He teleported into her room, on her bed, while she was at her vanity mirror brushing her hair. "Good morning Sir." she said happily but not looking away from the mirror.

"That's right. Good morning Dearie." He was surprised that she knew it was morning.

"Back so soon?"

"Yes. I've come to talk about our deal. I suppose you want me to place your tower right again?" He crowed.

"I thought the deal was if I said your name?"

"It is."

"I haven't." she turned and looked at his confused expression. "If you want to talk about the deal I have an edit I'd like to suggest."

"What would that be?"

"Instead of placing my tower back to where it was before. I'd like you to put it in a place of my choosing."

"You wouldn't want it back in the old forest?" he asked.

"Make the deal, and you'll find out." She turned back to her mirror and brushing. "Maybe I'll have a tower by the ocean." she sighed happy.

"Very well Rapunzel." He flicked his wrist. "It is done."

"Good." she replied.

"Well?" He ask waiting for her.

"Well what?"

"Say my name."

"Ask me again." she teased

"Say my name Dearie."

"Ask me again but this time ask me sweety." He stomped over to her and grabbed the brush away.

"Stop playing."

"Take my hand."

"Why?"

"Just do it." she held out her hand to him and he set down the brush, and took her hand. "My dear Rumpelstiltskin. Will you please move my tower?"

"Where would you like it to be?" He purred.

"Two. Two inches to the left. The tower is off center." Her smile grew, and she let go.

"Is that all?"

"Yes." she answered. Rumpelstiltskin clapped his hands.

"It is done." He walked back to her bed and flopped down. They were quite a for a while. " Tell me a story."

"Once upon a time-" Rapunzel started, but then he interrupted.

"No no no! You already told that part. Finish where you left off."

"I think you'd enjoy a different story." she offered.

"No! I want to hear the rest of the one you started." He argued.

"Alright alright. Where did I leave off?"

"Witch and sweet daughter were living happily in a tower."

"Oh thats right. They lived happily ever after the end." Rapunzel lied.

"That's not how it goes!"

"Fine, fine." she gave in. "Mother and daughter lived peacefully in the tower for years and years. Mother would leave the tower on occasion, to go and fetch things they needed. She met a man in town and they had fallen in love. She began to spend less and less time in the tower, and less and less time with her lonely daughter. One day she told her daughter that she was going to marry the man, and they would leave the tower forever, and be a family. She told her daughter she had to leave her one last time, to get the home in town ready for them, but she would come back for her, and she would meet the man that was to be her father, and they would be together forever.

Now she warned her daughter that she would be gone a long long time. "Don't leave the tower Rapunzel. I will be back for you, and you need to be here. I will cast a spell and only those who call out these words will be able to climb your hair and enter the tower." and the words were 'Rapunzel, Rapunzel. Let down your hair to me.' And just as mother instructed, daughter waited and waited for her to come. She spent a great deal of time brushing her long hair, sing, and practicing magic. Everyday her power grew and she learned new spells. She waited and waited. Counted the days, and the seasons. She began keeping track of time by the growth of her hair. But the days blended together and seasons were all so alike, and then she couldn't see the end of her hair anymore." Rapunzel stopped telling the tale. She let silence full the room.

"Where is the ending?"

"What do you mean?"

"Where is the handsome stranger to save the maiden in the tower? The one who takes her away from all her pain, and loneliness."

"No one came."

"Well why not?"

"How does anyone know she's in the tower?" Rapunzel replied. "She never leaves her tower. She can't. Mother maybe back for her and if she isn't there. They may never find each other."

"How is she supposed to find you, if your tower is gone?"

"I don't know. Maybe I'll just have to make a family of my own."

"Rapunzel?"

"Yes Rumpelstiltskin?"

"Why is my name above your bed?" He ask curiously.

"Why isn't it obvious?" She asked walking over sitting on her bed next to him. "To help me dream of you." She said, but he knew that wasn't why.

"You!" he pointed at her face. " You... ditsy tower girl!" He sang and sat up "Fine don't tell."