Warning: Will eventually contain mature material. Language. Lemons. Some spicy limes. Maybe full-blown things. ~_^

A Salvation Called Love

-Chapter 12-

-BREAKING AWAY AT YOUR WALLS Pt. 4-

[Annabelle – The Month Marker]

I sat at my window seat in the library and stared out at the rose garden as the afternoon waned on. Dominic had gone to work early this morning after we'd shared breakfast so I was alone. I'd cleaned more of the second floor, mostly bedrooms, and right now I was taking a well-deserved break. I'd brought my computer down to the library with me and was playing around on the internet while listening to my playlist on random. Right now Staind's song Something to Remind You was playing. It had become one of my favourite songs after having found it on Youtube.

But, I wasn't just randomly playing on the internet for the most part. Ever since the night I'd found that journal in Dominic's bedroom I'd been trying to find something on this Rumplestiltskin person. Most of what I got about him was based around fairytale stuff. I wasn't sure I believed it, but I kept reading hoping I could find something. Most of the stories told of a creepy man who spun gold from straw and in some it included that he made deals with people for their most precious things. But that's all I could find.

I startled from my thoughts when my phone rang loudly. I struggled to pull it out of my pants pocket in time to catch the caller. When I looked down at the screen it said Dominic Gold. A smile spread across my face and I quickly pressed the answer button. "Mr. Gold."

He chuckled over the phone. "Annabelle."

I turned around until my feet touched the floor and I got up to sit my computer down on one of the many tables spread out across the room. "Is everything ok?"

I heard him shuffle some papers before answering. "It is."

I grinned. "Did you need something then?"

"Just to hear your voice."

I sat down at the piano and spread my free hand across the keys, happy that Dominic had called me. "Were you afraid I ran away?"

He hummed at me before answering. "That's usually at the back of my thoughts. Then I come back from work and you're still there to greet me. Makes me happy."

"Ahh. At least you're honest." I laughed at him as he huffed at me. "Is there anything else you needed?"

He was silent for a long while that I thought he'd never answer. Then there was some sounds on the other end and the sound of a door closing. A few seconds later he spoke again. "I have a question."

I frowned. "Ok." He was silent again for long enough that I worried he was mad at me. "You there?"

He sighed, letting me know he was. "Would you…"

"Would I what?"

He gave a small chuckled. "You're not making this easy."

I grinned. "Just say it, Mr. Gold."

"Dominic, Dearie."

"Mr. Gold."

I giggled when he growled at me. The sound of it vibrated against my ear through the phone and I shivered. "Don't make me punish you, Dearie. I have no qualms about doing that."

I was finding it hard to breathe as I thought about what he'd do. I giggled, knowing I was a slight pervert. "I might like that, Mr. Gold."

"Hnnn." I could practically see him rolling his eyes at me and I couldn't stop laughing. "Fine, find, Dearie. I'll ask the question, are you happy?"

I smothered my giggles with my hand and spoke even though it was slightly muffled. "Yep."

"If you get done with your work on time, would you be willing to have dinner with me?"

"I thought I was already going to have dinner with you tonight?"

He groaned. "At a restaurant."

I stopped moving completely and forgot to breathe for a few seconds. "A restaurant?"

"A restaurant."

I couldn't believe he was asking me to go out into public with him. "You would trust me to go with you and not run away?

He was silent again. "I'll be truthful. I'll be afraid that will happen tonight, but I'm willing to… to trust in you. I'm trying to trust in what you told me when you said you wouldn't run away."

I felt like I needed to cry after hearing him speak those words. "You really are trying, aren't you?"

"I'm trying, dear-heart. Even though I'm not a trustful person by nature."

I smiled and began to play my fingers along the piano keys again. "It takes small steps and I'll be as patient as you need." I paused in my movements and thought of one problem about tonight. "Will it be alright for you to be seen with me in public?"

"Why wouldn't it be?"

I stood up and walked over to the window facing out to the rose garden. "You're an older, rich businessman and I'm a young college student. Wouldn't that affect your business image?"

He snorted. "I'm known for not caring what other people think about me. If it affects my business then it affects it. Having you on my arm tonight is worth the scandalous headlines that might pop up by tomorrow."

"Scandalous headlines? As in newspapers? As in pictures?"

He sounded like he was smiling. "Yes, all the above. Are you scared to go into public with me now?"

"No." I was lying. "Yes." I shouldn't admit that. "Maybe."

He chuckled loudly, making it last for almost a whole minute. That was the longest I'd heard him laugh and it was a warm sound that I thoroughly enjoyed. "It's not as scary as it seems, dear-heart. You'll have to get used to it if you plan on staying with me."

Scandalous headlines weren't the only thing I had a problem with. "I don't have anything nice to wear."

"Nothing?"

I shook my head before I realized he couldn't see me. "Nope. Well at least nothing that wouldn't shame you."

He tsked me. "You could never shame me.'

I rolled my eyes. "I could and probably will."

"I refuse to believe that."

I cracked a grin. "Believe what you like then, but it's the truth."

He gave a sharp laugh and I heard him moving more papers around. "I'll have a dress for you after I get off work. Just be sure to be ready. I'll be changing as well." There was a loud knock over the phone and I heard him pull the phone away from his ear and speak to someone. "I'll be just a second and then you can send him in." …. "Tell him to either wait or he can just reschedule."… "Thank you, Margret." There was more rusting and then he was back on the phone. "Sorry about that, dear-heart. I have to go, my next appointment is here."

"It's ok." I smiled into the phone. "I'll be seeing you tonight after all."

"You bet, Dearie. Bye." He hung up and I was left by myself again with my music and these books as my company until later. I couldn't believe he'd asked me to dinner… dinner at a restaurant. I was half happy and half scared. I squee'ed with happiness and quickly shut down my computer and lugged it upstairs so that I could finish my chores and then get ready for my date. Was it a date? I shrugged and figured I'd call it that.

A.N - The next chappie is going to be pure beauty! And I have a playlist you should listen to while reading chappie 13. And I mean, you should rape the replay button on all five songs. Rape it! But of course only if you so desire *^_^* Kehehe. I listened to them while writing it and it helped me make it so beautiful. You'll be able to find them all on YouTube. Type in Adam Hurst and find the videos for: 1) Elegy, 2) Lament, 3) Sparrow, 4) Secret, and 5) Seduction.

A.N - Thank you all, my lovely readers, for reading my story and sticking with me, and giving me such amazing reviews! 3 Much love to you all! Know that you're encouraging me so very much! 3

A.N. - Sorry about the delay with chappie 13. I was corrupting one of my best friends with a Once Upon A Time marathon! I've got her addicted! Bwahahaha! And I have work tonight so I'll have to finish writing it afterwards! It's coming along really well! So please be patient for a few more hours! I promise I'll have it up!