All that night after throwing Rapunzel in his dungeon the DarkOne, ranted and raved but ultimately decided he shouldn't of treated Rapunzel that way. He came to realize she was in just as much pain as him that Belle had died, and just like him she wanted to blame someone. "It's her father's fault!" he hissed. "Not that it matter's now." He was angry with himself. "She'll run off the second I open the doors." He predicted. "Belle would say to go beg forgiveness." he sneered. "I won't do it." he argued with himself. "I know!" he finally had an idea of what to do. "I'll bring her a gift! A cloak made of gold!" He rushed to his spinning wheel, and quick as he could weaved the straw into gold. Then weaved his thread into a beautiful hooded cloak. Once it was finished he ran to the dungeon and called out "Rapunzel! Rapunzel! I am have over reacted." He said smiling, and hoping she would forget the whole incident. "Rapunzel?" he asked not hearing her response.

"Are you pouting Dearie?" he asked teasing. "Rapunzel?" He called again opening the door. But he found no Rapunzel inside. "The Tower!" He teleported to her room, expecting she had escaped the return to her bed. But again he found no Rapunzel, and he searched and searched the tower, called her name, with only silence answering him. "Where are you Dearie?" He tried to kept his temper in check, but he was getting worried, and irritated. He went to his collection room and kicked over the nearest table. "Where is she?" He shouted. He went back to the tower took her brush and cast the same locator spell he had to find her the first time she disappeared. "I'll find you." he vowed.

He followed the flying brush to a camp of thieves. Rumpelstiltskin cast another spell to keep all but Rapunzel asleep, and starting calling out for her and looking in tents. "Rapunzel! I know you're here!" She woke hearing her name. Little John had lent her his tent the night before. Rapunzel crawled out of the tent and stood so that Rumpelstiltskin could see her. "There you are." he purred. "I've looked everywhere."

"Did you check the dungeon?" she spat at him.

"Why yes I had. I may have over reacted." he said sheepishly.

"May have?" she shouted. "You hit me with a cane, pulled my hair, and locked me in a cell!"

"To be fair you did hit me with the cane first." he smiled.

"I tried to comfort you!"

"Rapunzel I didn't come here to fight." he walked over to her taking her hands in his. "Will you come home?"

"You should have ask Belle that. You should have gone looking for her!"

"I am not making that mistake again. Rapunzel will you come home?"

"You just want your long haired relic back! I'm nothing more than an object to you. Just something that sits in that castle and collects dust."

"Rapunzel please." he cooed. "The castle is empty enough without Belle. Come back. You can have anything you want."

"You think bribing me will make me go with you?"

"No Rapunzel." He couldn't think of what to say. "I do have something for you." He pulled out the golden cloak out of thin air. "I weaved it myself." he held it out for her to see. "Come home Rapunzel."

"What? So you can lock me in a dungeon again? Or maybe the tower?! Make me a prisoner in my own home?"

"I won't do that. Not again." he promised, and Rapunzel some how just couldn't reject him.

"I'll come home, but don't expect me to come comfort you again DarkOne." she growled at him.

"What ever you think is best. Are you accepting my gift?" he smiled at her. Rapunzel nodded and he threw the cloak over her shoulders and tied it in the front.

"Oh! Do you have paper and a quil?" She asked.

"Planning on getting my promises in writing Dearie?" he asked pulling what she asked out of his jacket pocket.

"No I just don't want these kind men coming to look for me." she explained writing a quick message to leave the Merry Men. 'Went home. -R'. Rumpelstiltskin nailed it to a tree for her, and they walked home. Once they were back they we to the library, and Rumpelstiltskin worked at his wheel, and Rapunzel picked up a book and began to read. After some time passed she asked him "What do you miss most about Belle?"

"Nothing."

"That's not true. After all her time here you miss something about her."

"I miss the way my castle use to be slightly less dirty."

"I miss her reading."

"You miss her sitting around the library reading her life away?" he teased.

"It kinda reminded me of when I was passing time in the tower alone."

"I may miss her kind words." he offered.

"She was always trying to humanize you." Rapunzel giggled.

"Do you know what she said to me before she left?"

"No what?"

"That you were my true love, and would back my curse." he laughed.

"Me and you? Really?" she questioned.

"Its a silly idea."

"Do you love me?"

"What?"

"Do you love me?" Rapunzel repeated.

"What kind of stupid question is that?"

"Well I guess that answer is as good as any."

"Could you ever love me Rapunzel?" After a long pause, Rapunzel decided not to answer him. Instead she walked over to him and knelt by the wheel.

"Why do you spin?"

"It helps me forget." He answered.

"Will you teach me how to spin?"

"Why would you want to spin?"

"I want to forget too."